Justice's Fire Dance Whirlwind

Bu Zhongyao passed away peacefully.

After Yue Wen's two attempts to open the door were interrupted, Bu Zhongyao, wielding dual sabers, glared at Zhao Xing'er with a hint of annoyance. "Little sister, I was going to go easy on you, but now I've changed my mind. If you're going to blame anyone, blame your noisy big brother!"

"He's my boss," Zhao Xing'er frowned. "He's a very good person, don't talk nonsense."

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"Hmph."

Bu Zhongyao snorted coldly, suddenly swinging her reverse sabers backward. She ducked low and lunged forward, her entire body darting to Zhao Xing'er's side like a butterfly flitting through flowers, moving with incredible speed.

The next second, her left saber slashed towards Zhao Xing'er's ribs.

Zhao Xing'er parried with her right sword, sparks flying. Her sword energy was fierce and powerful, instantly suppressing the saber's glow and leaving Bu Zhongyao unable to move!

The difference in skill was immediately apparent!

Such surging sword energy.

Bu Zhongyao felt like a nimble water bird that had pounced on a loach, only to discover it was an elephant washing its trunk in the water. By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late; she couldn't resist the immense force that threatened to fling her away!

Her expression changed drastically. The saber blade in her left palm suddenly flashed, flying out of her hand and transforming into three flying bird-like blades that shot towards Zhao Xing'er's face!

Tricky and ruthless!

This was a hidden move of her dual reverse sabers. Both sabers were Magic Artifacts and could transform into flying daggers to attack the enemy, making them almost impossible to dodge in close combat.

She would normally only use this against opponents stronger than herself. At the start, facing Zhao Xing'er, she had expected a relatively easy victory.

Who would have thought Zhao Xing'er would display such powerful energy from the first move? Bu Zhongyao gritted her teeth and resorted to this insidious trick right away.

Because in her mind, the focus of this competition wasn't victory, but to use this opportunity to showcase her strength and get signed by Wangyou Media. Otherwise, merely participating in a live streaming project wouldn't make her famous.

She not only had to win, but she had to win decisively.

This move surprised everyone. The Gang Realm protector on the sidelines had a flash of light in his eyes, seemingly about to intervene. But in the next moment, he lowered the hand he had just raised.

Because Zhao Xing'er tilted her head, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth. Not only did she instantly discern which was the real blade, but she also caught the flying dagger with her mouth!

A faint red glow flickered in her eyes.

She had initially thought it was a friendly spar, but Bu Zhongyao's underhanded tactics had nearly injured her. Zhao Xing'er couldn't help but feel a little angry!

"This is bad," Yue Wen muttered, covering his face in the observation room.

"What are you worried about?" the man in the jacket behind him scoffed. "This little girl really has something. She actually caught Zhongyao's detached blades. If you're afraid of this level of danger, you shouldn't have let her come here."

"You'll know what I'm worried about soon enough," Yue Wen said quietly.

With her left saber caught in her mouth, Bu Zhongyao didn't have time to be shocked. Her right saber flipped, and before Zhao Xing'er could turn around, it plunged towards her neck with a sharp green glow!

Every strike aimed for a vital point.

Everyone in the observation room frowned.

Although they knew her practiced saber style was like this, it was explicitly stated to be a spar, and they were supposed to avoid injuring each other. This kind of attack was a bit excessive.

But their expressions lasted less than a second before collectively turning into wide-eyed astonishment.

Because Zhao Xing'er ignored the incoming reverse saber. Instead, the red glow in her eyes erupted, her twin swords spun in her palms, and flames surged forth.

"Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Style--"

The raging flames immediately pushed Bu Zhongyao back. Then, Zhao Xing'er's figure blurred, instantly transforming into a blazing red tornado that roared and slammed forward.

Like a tornado destroying a parking lot!

The protector on the sidelines' expression changed abruptly, and he lunged forward.

Everyone in the observation room was greatly shocked. To be able to unleash such a powerful phenomenon with a martial arts technique was extremely rare.

Liu Yuanjun let out a soft "Oh," and murmured, "Martial Spirit Red Light?"

"What, another ultimate move..." Yue Wen took a deep breath, a hint of despair in his voice. "Fight! That's who she should be fighting! Serves her right!"

Boom--

The fiery tornado collided with its target in an instant. The expanding fire curtain obscured everyone's vision. When the wind and fire dispersed, numerous burning embers crackled on the field, as if it had just been carpet-bombed.

Bu Zhongyao had fainted in the protector's arms, half her body scorched black, her life uncertain.

She was now as peaceful as she had been arrogant earlier.

Even the protector looked disheveled. He shielded Bu Zhongyao, half of his body also scorched and damaged, his sleeve still burning. He swatted it out.

Even a Gang Realm expert looked so battered after taking that blow?

Zhao Xing'er's explosive sword strike garnered countless shocked gazes.

However, she didn't seem very proud. Instead, she looked apologetic and walked forward, bowing politely to the protector. "I'm sorry, I burned your clothes."

"It's... it's fine," the protector seemed somewhat taken aback and embarrassed. He mumbled, "I only got burned because I wasn't paying attention. I've been wanting to get a new one anyway; I didn't know what to do with the old one."

"Send Miss Bu to the infirmary. The competition continues."

He Caihua led her people out, surveyed the situation, and then continued with the proceedings.

However, before the next round of matches began, she turned back and reminded everyone again, "Let me emphasize this one more time: let's try to spar amicably and stop when it's clear. The company doesn't want anyone to get hurt."

The disciples of the Immortal Sect present were no strangers to sparring with their fellow disciples, so they naturally understood what "stopping when it's clear" meant.

Bu Zhongyao had initially acted ruthlessly because she was focused on the immediate benefits and wanted to show off, and secondly, she didn't take the rogue cultivators seriously at all. She figured that even if she severely injured an opponent, it would just be a matter of paying some money.

She hadn't expected to reap what she sowed, angering Zhao Xing'er, who then delivered an even more ruthless blow.

After winning, Zhao Xing'er lowered her head and walked behind Yue Wen. "I'm sorry, boss. I still couldn't hold back and injured her."

"It's alright, it's not your fault," Yue Wen comforted her.

Although the scene had unfolded quickly, in that flash of lightning, anyone with eyes could see what had happened. If Zhao Xing'er hadn't been protected by the Martial Spirit Red Light, she likely would have been even more severely injured than Bu Zhongyao currently was.

He naturally supported the righteous "Fire Dance Whirlwind."

After the match, the gazes of several surrounding Immortal Sect disciples towards Zhao Xing'er had changed.

Originally, they had all assumed that these two rogue cultivators had passed the selection and come here purely because of their good looks, harboring a double prejudice against them as both rogue cultivators and mere pretty faces.

But after the first engagement, they realized these weren't pretty faces at all; they were like Molotov cocktails.

Anyone who encountered them would be playing with fire!

The next two female cultivators to compete were a girl with long, straight black hair, wearing a small shirt and a pleated skirt. She had fair skin and bangs that reached her eyebrows, a sweet appearance but a gloomy aura.

The other was a dark-skinned girl in a training uniform, tall and slender with a sunny disposition, who also seemed to specialize in martial arts.

Standing together, they looked like an anime girl and a dark-skinned track star from the same class, their contrasting auras quite striking.

Generally speaking, sects that specialized in martial arts within the cultivation world were considered lower-tier, as the creativity in martial arts techniques was far less than that of Supernatural Powers and mystical arts—unless there was a boost from an immortal physique like the Martial Spirit Red Light.

There was a rather discriminatory term: "crude martial artist."

It was only in places like Jiang City, where there were few sects, that disciples from these martial arts sects could even get a seat at the table.

The results proved this point. The long-haired black-haired girl came from Hidden Dragon Pool on the outskirts of City Number Six. Her Shadow Profound Supernatural Power was extremely tricky.

She merged her body into the shadows, appearing and disappearing at will, striking and then fleeing. The dark-skinned girl opposite her clearly possessed greater strength and superior martial skills, but after suffering several cuts, she could only admit defeat reluctantly.

Yue Wen's eyes lit up as he watched the Shadow Profound Supernatural Power. Such stealth Supernatural Powers couldn't exert their full potential on a training ground. It was in complex and hazardous environments that they would truly be unpredictable.

He might consider finding Big Dragon to buy a similar technique, to be prepared for future ventures into the wilderness.

The female cultivators' matches concluded, with Zhao Xing'er and the black-haired girl passing the selection. Then it was time for the male cultivators' matches.

The first pair drawn for a match consisted of a red-haired young man in a tight-fitting leather outfit and a muscular man in a black tank top.

Surprisingly, the red-haired man, who exuded an arrogant aura and looked like a biker, was also from Hidden Dragon Pool, a fellow disciple of the black-haired girl from earlier.

After all, their temperaments were so different; if not completely dissimilar, they were at least poles apart.

The muscular man was not surprising; he also practiced martial arts, his "Diamond Burst Fist" technique exuding a powerful aura as he moved.

This match between the "biker" and the "personal trainer" was somewhat of a repeat of the previous one. As soon as the red-haired man entered the arena, he unleashed over a dozen flickering spiritual fires, merging himself into the shadows of these flames, moving tracelessly.

It seemed there were variations even within the Shadow Profound Supernatural Power; the black-haired girl cultivated blade shadows, while he cultivated fire shadows.

The muscular man furiously punched and exploded clusters of spiritual fires, but the flames scattered like stars across the sky, only to multiply. In the end, under the endless scorching of the flames, the muscular man could only choose to admit defeat reluctantly.

The upper limit of martial arts techniques was "absolute force overcomes all." If one couldn't achieve absolute dominance in offense and defense, they would be powerless against the unpredictable nature of Supernatural Powers.

He Caihua smiled as she watched. "The disciples of Hidden Dragon Pool this generation are quite outstanding."

Afterward, her gaze shifted to Yue Wen.

Yue Wen's opponent was the same man who had first spoken mockingly.

His attire was neat and business-like, his hair slicked back in a shiny pompadour. He didn't look like someone here to fight, but rather like someone attending a cocktail party, carrying an air of arrogance.

The man in the jacket walked onto the training ground and said with a condescending smile, "Judging by the skills of that young lady just now, you might indeed be well-prepared. But I will soon make you understand the difference between an Immortal Sect disciple and a rogue cultivator."

"What a cliché taunt," Yue Wen shook his head, too lazy to bother with him. "Show me what you've got."

As his voice fell, the man in the jacket suddenly adopted a horse stance. With a bang, his jacket exploded, revealing only a tank top underneath, exposing a pair of arms covered in dragon tattoos.

"I am Chen Hao, the twelfth-generation successor of Pierce Heaven Sect! I have already mastered the Dragon Tattoo Technique to cover my entire body! Let's see how many divine patterns you can force me to reveal today! Come on, hehehehe--"

Yue Wen watched with astonishment. What kind of bizarre inheritance was this Dragon Tattoo Technique? The cost of cultivation seemed too high.

Wouldn't it be decided on the very first day that one couldn't get a civil service job?