"Your lightning arts are formidable, Fellow Daoist. He admires you."
He Kai slowly took a seven-inch fine brush from his sleeve and said aloud, "However, my elders ordered me to take this round, so I can only offend you."
Seeing his appearance of holding victory in the palm of his hand, Qi Wei said nothing more. She merely raised a hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing that both were ready, the overseeing cultivator raised his hand. "This match begins!"
The moment his words fell, the two moved almost simultaneously.
He Kai spun the brush tip and swept it through the air before him. After a ripple of illusion, dozens of ink blotches transformed into eight ink-wash beast paintings that roared as they leaped forth.
The Beast Drawing Method he cultivated was an art that fused the path of painting with beast control.
Qi Wei was no slower. After drawing forth the lightning flames around her once more, she pressed her palms together and condensed a ball of azure-blue lightning.
"Th-those beast paintings all have Fifth Level Cultivation!"
"Eight at the fifth level? How are you supposed to fight that?"
The young disciples in the viewing stands stared in utter shock.
Controlling eight beast paintings at once was already astonishing enough. What was even more terrifying was that every one of them possessed strength comparable to a fifth-level cultivator.
Just as everyone began worrying for Qi Wei, three streaks of azure-blue lightning flashed into existence.
The lightning ball hovered above Qi Wei's crown, unleashing thunderbolts of startling force. In an instant, it blasted the three beast paintings lunging at her into fragments.
The disciples watching all sucked in a cold breath.
They said lightning cultivators possessed immense killing power. Today, they had truly felt it for themselves.
Every thunderbolt