Hundred Sects Tournament · Golden Core (4)

Shen Yuxi had been watching another arena—Shen Yucheng was competing there.

Shen Yucheng's opponent was a music cultivator. Her delicate hands swept over a zither, turning sound waves into invisible blades with considerable force. Most music cultivators in the Golden Core Realm were poor at close combat, which should have given Shen Yucheng an advantage.

The bad news was that Shen Yucheng was indeed well versed in close combat; the good news was that he disliked fighting.

And so, before everyone's eyes, Shen Yucheng neither dodged the incoming waves of sound nor braced himself against them, and he did not charge in to counterattack. Instead, he shifted his stance and began doing something that left the spectators dumbfounded.

His hands formed seals, spiritual energy flowed, and earthen walls rose from the arena floor, rapidly joining, stacking, and reinforcing themselves.

Stone seemed to come alive in his hands. Mortise-and-tenon joints interlocked, beams and pillars rose in rows, and walls, roofs, doors, and windows took shape in an instant... Within mere breaths, a small courtyard, solidly built and even rather elegant, had completely "enclosed" the music cultivator while she was still playing her zither!

Her attacks were actually quite powerful, but they were clearly no match for Shen Yucheng's spells. What was more, she could not cut through his structures nearly as fast as he could build them.

He was not finished yet. Apparently deciding that one layer was not secure enough, Shen Yucheng urged his spiritual energy on again. A second layer, a third... More than a dozen layers of walls, partitions, and formation barriers enclosed the music cultivator so tightly that not a single gap remained.

By the end, even the faint strains of the zither that had initially been audible had vanished. From outside, the entire "house" was utterly