The sweeping wooden stick struck the wooden sword with a loud crash, instantly breaking it in two.
Lu Wuyuan was somewhat embarrassed and at a loss. The heavy force of the wooden stick hitting him made his arm numb, and he couldn't even turn over in his mouth.
Xinkong followed up with a straight kick. Lu Wuyuan reached out to block, but was a little too slow. Xinkong's kick swept across his groin, sending him flying sideways off the platform.
Fortunately Xinkong withdrew three-tenths of his strength at the end, Lu Wuyuan was still able to barely activate his True Qi to adjust his body in the air. After landing, his legs were weak and he staggered a few steps, which caused a commotion among the surrounding crowd.
Those watching the spectacle didn't care about Lu Wuyuan's identity or cultivation level; they only saw his Lu Wuyuan state and naturally wanted to laugh loudly.
Lu Wuyuan. Having lost face in public and being ridiculed by a group of ordinary people, he was so angry that his eyes turned red and he felt murderous intent. He really wished he could unleash his Thunder Method to strike these guys to death.
But he hardened his heart and ultimately didn't have the guts to do such a thing.
Two Lu Household rushed forward to help Lu Wuyuan. Lu Wuyuan wasn't actually injured, but he was too ashamed to go back. He flicked his sleeve, shook off the two men, and turned to leave.
Seeing Lu Wuyuan's attitude, the Daoist disciples had various expressions; some wore mocking looks, while others sighed softly.
Previously, Lu Wuyuan was extremely famous in Jingyang Upper Court, known as the number one genius master of the Wu generation.
It wasn't until Zhou Wuji suddenly appeared and accomplished a series of great feats that he surpassed Lu Wuyuan in terms of prestige.
That's why many people firmly believe that Lu Wuyuan is superior to Zhou Wuji in terms of cultivation.
As a result, Lu Wuyuan was defeated by Xinkong tonight, almost completely.
The fact that the top student in the Upper Court is only this capable is very disappointing to everyone. Lu Wuyuan's sore loser attitude only makes him seem more petty.
After this one battle, Lu Wuyuan in the eyes of cultivators from all sects, with no status whatsoever.
True Person Zhihua already knew Lu Wuyuan's character and didn't care. She said to Zhou Wuji, "The monk's Dragon Elephant Strength is fierce; Lu Wuyuan be defeated on the high platform. You should also be careful."
Zhou Wuji nodded. "His strength is brute, but my True Qi is stronger, so I'm not afraid of him."
His True Qi is Lu Wuyuan's. Xinkong's brute force is useless against him.
"If the Xinkong, Xinru must be even stronger."
True Person Zhihua reminded him, "The Buddhist concept of Prajna) is that Qi (vital energy) follows the mind and power arises from intention; this already means you've taken one step into the Third Rank."
" True Person— " Zhou Wuji looked at True Person Zhihua with some resentment, as if to say, what's the use of your reminder? Give me something practical.
True Person Zhihua said helplessly, "Don't even think about it. Learning the Fourth Rank Army-Breaking Sword is enough for you."
"If I were to teach you other Swordsmanship, firstly, it would be against the rules of the sect, and secondly, it would be detrimental to you."
" The Fourth Rank method leads directly to the Third Rank. Your foundation is the Northern Dipper Tianshu Scripture. Once you reach this stage, various conflicts will arise."
"Once you become a True Disciple disciple of the sect leader and master the Myriad Phenomena Golden Wheel, it won't be too late to cultivate the Northern Dipper Seven Star Sword as a secondary skill."
Although the Northern Dipper Seven Star Sword below the Fourth Rank have many Qi Refining methods, they are ultimately all from the same source as the Northern Dipper Tianshu Scripture and are not much different.
Upon reaching the Fourth Rank, the Northern Dipper Seven Star Sword differed greatly from the Northern Dipper Tianshu Scripture. For Zhou Wuji, the current task was to focus on cultivating and advancing to the Third Rank.
Zhou Wuji said solemnly, "Your Excellency's intentions are True Person commendable; I was simply too ignorant."
True Person Zhihua was somewhat relieved. "It's good that you understand the principles—" She now felt that this boy was sensible and talented; perhaps he could learn a couple more Fourth Rank Swordsmanship—
On the high platform, cultivators from the Greater Yin and Lesser Yin sects took over the fight. Both were female cultivators with dignified appearances, and their movements were graceful and beautiful.
The two fought for a while before the female cultivator from Lesser Yin finally won a move.
Next, Leng Wuyou appeared, facing off against Li Wujue of the Lesser Yang Sect.
Leng Wuyou was already exceptionally beautiful, and holding the wooden sword, she moved with the grace of an immortal. The moment she made a move, she drew cheers from the audience.
Li Wujue was the most powerful genius of the Lesser Yang Sect, but he couldn't gain any advantage against Leng Wuyou.
The two fought for over a hundred moves before Li Wujue in the heart with her Leng Wuyou, ending the battle.
The crowd below cheered again.
Ordinary viewers didn't have any particular preference; they simply supported Leng Wuyou because she was pretty.
Zhang Shiqi, Zhang Shiying, and the other young masters all had rather strange expressions on their faces.
Zhang Shiying, in particular, thought himself to be a master of martial arts, only to discover that Leng Wuyou's Swordsmanship was far superior to his own.
Li Wanming, Jin Zhengye, and the others felt the same way; thinking back to how they had just Leng Wuyou in front of Leng Wuyou, their faces flushed.
Next, Zhou Wuji took the stage and encountered Yue Wuying.
Yue Wuying had met Zhou Wuji several times. She admired Zhou Wuji 'Zhou Wuji superb Sword Intent, but she was far from being able to Qi Ingestion him.
She was quite excited to meet Zhou Wuji at the Dharma Assembly, as she was finally able to witness Zhou Wuji Swordsmanship.
The two greeted each other politely, each holding a wooden sword in a gesture.
On the high platform, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. They stood facing each other with swords drawn, and even before they made a move, the audience below found it a feast for the eyes.
Ordinary people just watch the spectacle, but knowledgeable martial artists and cultivators take it all seriously.
Yue Wuying may not be well-known, but she is the number one genius of Greater Yin, and her cultivation is more refined than Leng Wuyou's.
Greater Yin is also a sword cultivator, skilled in close combat. Although Zhou Wuji has a great reputation, he may not necessarily be able to defeat Yue Wuying.
This battle was Lu Wuyuan more interesting than the previous one between Xinkong and Lu Wuyuan.
The people of Dragon Elephant Temple watched the battle intently. Zhou Wuji Zhou Wuji famous throughout Jingyang, but few people had ever seen him fight.
Everyone wanted to see just how capable this Daoist priest, who called himself the Sword Lord Xiaoxiang, really was!
Especially for Xinru and Xinkong, they may encounter Zhou Wuji and Yue Wuying in the later debates, which is a good opportunity to understand their enemies.
Several young men were also discussing it.
"Who do you think will win?" Jin Zhengye asked.
Lu Mingfeng remained silent. Lu Wuyuan defeat was humiliating to him, and he had no interest in discussing it now.
Zhang Shiying said, "They all seem to have some skills."
He had initially looked down on Zhou Wuji, thinking that although he was famous, he was just boasting everywhere in the Upper Court and that his reputation was undeserved.
The method of transmitting magic using the water mirror just now, while wondrous, inevitably smacks of superstition.
Seeing Zhou Wuji wielding the Sword Qi, displaying the air of a master Swordsmanship, he couldn't very well belittle him.
He thought for a moment and said, "No matter who wins, they'll still lose to Xinru!"
Just as Jin Zhengye was about to speak in agreement, a sharp sword cry rang out from the high platform.
In an instant, Jin Zhengye felt an invisible sword pierce his brain, and the words he was about to say were cut off by the sword's roar.
Not only Jin Zhengye felt this way, but tens of thousands of people in the audience felt a sudden chill run down their spines amidst the sharp whistling of swords.
The one who drew the sword was Yue Wuying. She unleashed the Waning Moon Sword from the Bright Moon Sword, a sword that appeared straight but was actually curved. The Sword Qi she unleashed was extremely sharp and fierce, leaving a transparent arc-shaped sword mark in the air.
Although she wielded a wooden sword, its power was enough to cut through an iron man.
Zhou Wuji parried with his sword, the Azure Mountain Mist Sword, its swordplay ethereal and agile as the wind.
Although Yue Wuying Waning Moon Sword was chilling and powerful, it could not break through Zhou Wuji endless sword techniques.
Yue Wuying's sword techniques changed in succession, from the Waning Moon Sword to the New Moon Sword, then to the Half Moon Sword, and finally to the Full Moon Sword.
His swordplay depicted the ever-changing forms of the moon, yet he could never break through Zhou Wuji and elusive sword techniques.
Just as the bright moon, no matter how it changes, will eventually be obscured by wisps of clouds.
After launching a 108-move attack, Yue Wuying suddenly sheathed her sword and retreated. She raised her sword, cupped her hands in a fist salute, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou's Swordsmanship is superb; I have lost."
Zhou Wuji returned the greeting. "You flatter me."
The audience erupted in commotion when the two stepped off the stage.
The two sides fought fiercely, but no clear winner was determined. Why did Yue Wuying concede defeat so easily?
Even Zhang Shiying and his fellow young masters didn't understand it.
Zhang Shiqi, the most skilled martial artist, explained to everyone, " Yue Wuying Swordsmanship, while Zhou Wuji only defended and did not attack, which already shows that Zhou Wuji's Swordsmanship is superior."
Zhang Shiqi's expression turned somewhat solemn as he said this, " Zhou Wuji's Swordsmanship is truly superb!"
The key point is that Zhou Wuji's Swordsmanship is not the Northern Dipper Seven Star Sword, but follows a different path, yet it is stronger than the swordsman Yue Wuying, which is somewhat unbelievable.
Zhang Dingyang, the vice leader of the Great River Gang, also realized how formidable the situation was.
He asked Huo Dongling, "What do you think of Zhou Wuji's Swordsmanship?"
"Very impressive."
Huo Dongling's expression was somewhat strange. As Fourth Rank martial artist, he could better appreciate the brilliance of Zhou Wuji's Swordsmanship.
Even if he were to take office, he wouldn't dare say he could defeat Zhou Wuji.
It's terrifying that a Fourth Rank cultivator could fight a Fourth Rank martial artist head-on.
Zhang Dingyang thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think of Zhou Wuji compared to Pei Zhengxiu?"
"The Startling Swan Sword Pei Zhengxiu?"
"Exactly."
Huo Dongling had naturally heard of Pei Zhengxiu. This Fourth Rank swordsman was known for his warlike nature and ruthless swordsmanship. He had killed many Swordsmanship masters and had a great reputation, but everyone hated and despised him.
"I have some acquaintance with Pei Zhengxiu, and he especially loves challenging masters of Swordsmanship."
Zhang Dingyang said, "Since Zhou Wuji's Swordsmanship is so superb, I only need to write a letter, Pei Zhengxiu will surely come to challenge Zhou Wuji to a duel."
Huo Dongling frowned and remained silent. He wanted to persuade Zhang Dingyang not to cause trouble, but Zhang Dingyang was Zhang Household, and perhaps he had ulterior motives for doing so. After thinking for a while, he decided not to offer any advice.
Cultivators from various sects took turns ascending the platform, Xinru was the last to ascend, easily defeated Yan Wudong.
The eight winners were then paired up, with Zhou Wuji and Leng Wuyou in one group.
After Xinkong won another match, it was Zhou Wuji and Leng Wuyou's turn to take the stage.
The stunningly beautiful Leng Wuyou, facing off against the rising star Zhou Wuji, also attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone is eagerly anticipating what kind of spectacular performance these two will deliver in this match!
Zhou Wuji smiled at Leng Wuyou, "Junior Sister, we meet again."
Seeing Zhou Wuji's radiant smile, Leng Wuyou inexplicably smiled along, "Meeting my senior brother in a debate on law, I'm really unlucky."
"Junior Sister's Swordsmanship is exquisite; the outcome is still uncertain. Why do you say such a thing?" Zhou Wuji said.
Leng Wuyou shook her head. "My senior brother and I are far inferior, so why bother fighting?"
She bowed slightly and said, "I wish you great success at the Dharma Assembly, Senior Brother. I'll be going now."
Before Zhou Wuji speak, Leng Wuyou turned around and gracefully descended from the platform.
The audience erupted in uproar. How could Leng Wuyou and leave the stage after only a few words?!
Is there something going on between this man and woman?