Lesser Yin Talisman, Supreme Yang Cultivator
Xiao Dingsheng looked at the young man standing tall before him, his gaze heavy. "Li Fan, your Blood Qi is truly extraordinary. Then please accept this move."
A talisman appeared in his hand, emanating an extremely cold aura; it was actually a talisman of Lesser Yin Cold Qi.
The referee teacher above the platform narrowed his eyes and prepared to make a move, but the cold light released by the opponent's talisman did not exceed the threshold, forcing him to remain ready at any moment.
The Lesser Yin Cold Light shone straight out, catching even Li Fan off guard. Fortunately, his Blood Qi automatically attached itself to his body to defend him.
The cold light shone down, and the temperature in the world dropped sharply. Even the cultivators hundreds of meters away felt a chill.
"[Lesser Yin Cold Light Talisman], Xiao Dingsheng even brought out something like this; it seems he's really gone all out."
The Yin and Yang paths have always been the most difficult to cultivate, and the value of each magical artifact and spiritual object produced is several times, even ten times, that of ordinary magical artifacts and spiritual objects.
The Xiao Clan is also very wealthy, which is why they have this Lesser Yin Cold Light Talisman.
As the cold energy dissipated, a blue-red ice statue solidified where Li Fan had been.
"Click!"
Just as Xiao Dingsheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a cracking sound rang out.
He growled inwardly, "How is this possible?"
"Boom!"
The ice seemed to shatter as a person walked away, Blood Qi swirling like a long robe, the young man standing out dazzlingly alone.
"Since you've run out of tricks, it's my turn."
He spoke softly, his tone devoid of any emotion.
Blood Qi condensed, and a 3-meter-long Blood Qi spear instantly took shape, its tip gleaming with a pale red light.
Suddenly, Li Fan's figure disappeared once again.
Xiao Dingsheng was startled and hurriedly activated his magical artifact for defense.
"Clang!"
"Bite!"
The moment Li Fan reappeared, he thrust out two spears in quick succession, instantly hitting the cauldron and the robe.
The crisp collision sounds rang out one after another, striking Xiao Dingsheng's heart like a boulder.
When even the [Lesser Yin Cold Light Talisman] couldn't harm his opponent, he had already lost. Such condensed and bizarre Blood Qi was unheard of and unseen before.
The cauldron was subjected to immense force, making it almost impossible for him to grasp.
The Heavenly Fire light on the robe could still sustain it; after all, it was a Heavenly Fire robe, not an ordinary item.
But this time Li Fan wouldn't just strike and leave. Countless spear shadows danced in his hands, the spear tips thrusting out, all attacking a single point.
In a short while, the opponent finally lost his grip on the cauldron and was instantly sent flying.
The Heavenly Fire Robe was subjected to extremely high levels of bombardment in a very short period of time.
"Click!"
Finally, under dozens of continuous bombardments, the Heavenly Fire Robe could no longer withstand the Heavenly Fire Light and shattered.
Seeing this, Xiao Dingsheng felt heartbroken and was about to raise his hand to indicate that he had given up.
However, it was still a step too slow. The light of the Heavenly Fire shattered completely, and the robes became dull and torn, clearly indicating that the damage was not minor.
A crimson spear tip came within an inch of Xiao Dingsheng's throat before stopping abruptly.
Cold sweat poured down Xiao Dingsheng's forehead; the life-or-death crisis almost froze him in place.
The referee appeared instantly between the two, deflected the gun tip, and immediately announced, "In this battle, Li Fan the Dao Creation Department wins!"
Countless students cheered on the field, and Li Fan's name resounded throughout the entire freshman class.
His blood-red figure wielding a gun captivated many young female cultivators.
After the fight ended, Li Fan went up with his spear and returned to the viewing platform to rest.
No sooner said than done.
In fact, the entire battle was over in just a few minutes.
Immediately afterwards, the referee announced the second match.
"In the second match, Xu Xuan, Dao Creation Department, will face off against Yu Linyu, Water Department."
As soon as Li Fan returned to his seat, classmates from the same department came over to chat and exchange experiences.
It wasn't about exchanging experiences on the Blood Qi Dao; he was the only one in the entire Dao Creation Department who practiced the Blood Qi Dao, and he didn't even have the opportunity to discuss the Dao with others.
They were exchanging their experiences in spiritual practice. Most of them were pioneers in this new path of spiritual practice, and some techniques and spells could only be used as references, which still needed to be adapted to suit their own needs.
Li Fan didn't refuse them, and there's nothing to be proud of about that.
All of this is thanks to his talent. He didn't make any groundbreaking contributions to the Blood Qi Dao; at most, it was his own meager efforts that saved him.
Therefore, he admired his classmates in the same department. To be honest, without this kind of talent, he would not have been able to take this path, after all, his talent was there.
Time passed by, little by little.
The freshmen are currently at the Qi Refining level 345, and only those at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer and 5 have signed up for the competition.
Even a cultivator at the Qi Refining Third Layer would not humiliate himself.
In just three days, hundreds of matches concluded.
The top 10 students who will receive school awards have also been selected.
Without a doubt, Li Fan and Xu Xuan, these two geniuses of the Dao Creation Department, are prominently ranked among the top 10.
This is extremely rare in the fiercely competitive arena, after all, students of the Dao Creation Department are still working hard to perfect their cultivation techniques and spells.
Compared to the Five Elements and Yin and Yang principles, it is far less comprehensive.
On the last day, many second- and third-year students came to watch the game, as did some teachers and professors.
With all 10 finalists present, the referee promptly announced the start of the competition.
This made Li Fan feel quite relieved; unlike the long-winded speeches he had in his previous life's competitions, this approach was direct and to the point, cutting through the mess quickly.
Of course, it could also be because everyone's time is precious, so the monks' large-scale events usually get straight to the point and rarely do anything meaningless.
"The first match is between Li Fan, Dao Creation Department the Daoist school, Li Mingxi Yin and Yang Department."
When the referee announced the participants for the first match, many students who had watched the matches for the past three days erupted in excitement.
"My God! Blood Spear Li Fan versus Supreme Yang Li Mingxi, is this exciting right from the start?"
"A battle between Blood Qi Dao genius and Supreme Yang Dao genius—this kind of fight is rare even on the Federation's network."
A group of exceptionally elegant young men and women arrived at the viewing platform.
A woman surrounded a serene and cool atmosphere. She had a slender figure, long hair that flowed like a waterfall, and a faint fragrance of osmanthus emanated from her, which inevitably aroused people's imagination.
The tall female cultivator asked the excited freshman standing to the side with a question.
"Hey! Junior, I think that Supreme Yang Cultivator is sure to win. What's up with Li Fan?"
"Who are you? Oh, you're a senior."
"You may not know this since you're new here, but Li Fan's Blood Qi is impervious to the scorching of Heavenly Fire and the freezing of the Lesser Yin."
"In our view, in all his fights, he has almost never been countered by the Five Elements or Yin and Yang."
"Oh, that's interesting."
The short, loli-like girl standing next to the tall female cultivator disagreed. "You freshmen don't know how terrifying the Supreme Yang Cultivator is. They are the most powerful beings in the world, capable of burning anything. It's not just talk."