"I never thought Three Mountains City's treasured Mountain-Quaking Hammer, its guardian treasure, would be passed down to this little girl." Wei Quji narrowed his eyes from the viewing platform.
Lin Zhengren's combat style revolved around Water and Wood Element Daoist Arts. Water nourished wood, and together they achieved an effect far greater than the sum of their parts.
Yet beneath Sun Xiaoman's twin giant hammers, they crumbled at the first touch.
The Vine Snake Wall broke apart, and the long whip named the Green Python was knocked back into its original artifact form and sent flying far away.
Waves surged beneath Lin Zhengren's feet, carrying him clear of Sun Xiaoman's hammer strikes.
This was the second instant-cast spell. Lin Zhengren had engraved Triple Wave Layers.
His trump cards were laid bare, and even his family's heirloom artifact had been knocked from his grasp, yet Lin Zhengren remained calm and unruffled.
"Isn't this the Three Cities Dao Discussion? Why does Miss Sun of Three Mountains City's Dao Academy seem more like a Martial Man?" He chuckled. "Could it be that with Chu Ping dead, Three Mountains City has lost its Daoist heritage?"
With an air of careless ease, he attacked Sun Xiaoman's right to compete.
On the viewing platform, Dong A said evenly, "The Zhuang Kingdom reveres the Dao, but does not disparage other schools. In the arena, let skill decide."
Just then, a sudden boom rang out—a thunderclap from a clear sky.
Zhang Linchuan had effortlessly defeated Three Mountains City's opponent with the Thunder Method, as if his victory were an answer to Dong A's words.
Nearby, another pair of fifth-years from Wangjiang City and Maple Forest City were still locked in combat, fighting fiercely.
Once a battle began, only victory and defeat mattered.
Lin Zhengren certainly didn't believe that