Can't Take a Loss?

"In this battle... Ten Thousand Daos Born Sang Ying, victorious."

This voice, which was completely unlike its previous energetic tone, still reached the ears of everyone in the stands.

Elder Gu straightened his back, his joy on his face was obvious, while Jiulian, sitting next to him, seemed to have known the outcome all along, and remained calm and composed throughout.

Elder Gu glanced at the gray-robed elder's unpleasant expression and deliberately raised his voice, "Fellow Daoist Xu, your sect's new Holy Maiden looks flashy in her moves, but her strength is quite ordinary. Since when did your Mara Gate start choosing Holy Maidens based solely on looks?"

With just a few words, he not only retaliated for the insults he had suffered earlier, but also mocked the appearances of the Mara Gate leaders.

Elder Xu of the Mara Gate widened his eyes, recognizing the words he had used earlier to mock the other party.

He scoffed, "Why are you so smug, Fellow Daoist Gu? You've only won one match. Although my sect's Holy Maiden is somewhat weaker, she has exceptional luck. You'll all see the outcome during the sect competition!"

The implication is that they will wait until the sect competition to get their revenge.

At this moment, Jiulian stopped pretending to be mute. With a face that looked younger than everyone else's, she chuckled at Elder Mara Gate, "It's just a competition. Losing is losing. Why is Elder Xu acting like he can't accept defeat?"

Elder Xu: You've all become addicted to imitating others?!

He choked again, Elder Xu had no choice but to shut up, afraid that if he said anything more, he would provoke Jiulian to bite him again.

After all, everyone present knew that Ten Thousand Daos Born, the youngest Soul Leaving Stage Venerable, was extremely eloquent.

You can beat him in a fight but not in a fight; you can out-argue him... well, I dare not say.

Elder Mara Gate, who was overshadowed by Jiulian, secretly rolled his eyes to show his resentment.

He secretly plotted that when the sect competition came, he would try his best to win over the other minor sects and push Ten Thousand Daos Born to fourth place once again!

Elder Luo was just as unwilling as the elder from Mara Gate.

After he reluctantly announced the results of the competition, as expected, another round of cheers erupted. This time, among those cheering for Sang Ying were quite a few cultivators from other sects.

Unlike large sects, smaller sects don't treat the sect competition as something more important than their own lives. For them, coming here is basically just going through the motions, and they might even make some new friends along the way.

These people had heard of Sang Ying before, after all, her feat of winning first place in the entrance test with absolute strength was widely known.

However, when the legendary figure appeared before them, everyone only glanced at him subconsciously. But Sang Ying's competition was so exciting, with several reversals that it attracted a lot of attention.

Therefore, after this recognized strong woman won the honor she deserved, the onlookers did not hold back their praise.

Amidst the cheers, Su Fuyun could only hear her nemesis whispering in her ear, "Scared? That's good. There's more to come. Before I make my move, you'd better protect your Dantian. Don't let me miss my chance."

Su Fuyun couldn't help but recall the image of Gu Huaiwei when his Dantian was damaged. A promising Nascent Soul Leaving Stage expert had only been stabbed once, yet the Spiritual Qi within his Dantian surged outwards wildly.

Only half an hour had passed, and despite consuming the superior-grade elixir, his cultivation level had still dropped to the Golden Core Realm, and there was even a faint tendency for it to continue to decline.

Su Fuyun couldn't imagine what it would be like if such a thing happened to her. Gu Huaiwei was at the Soul Leaving Stage, while she was only at the Golden Core.

She closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind of those random thoughts.

"It's been a long time. Junior Sister's temper seems to be getting worse and worse." Su Fuyun was still trying to keep up appearances, but her trembling voice betrayed everything.

"Really?" Sang Ying asked softly. "Then you'll have to be even more careful."

After saying that, she stepped off the pebbles and left the arena, then threw herself into the arms of her fellow disciples amidst their cheers.

Only Su Fuyun, trembling all over, was left. After a long time, a maidservant finally came and helped her, whose legs were weak, away from the place.

Perhaps Su Fuyun never realized that she was far more afraid of death than she imagined.

"Senior sister, senior sister, you're amazing!" Dong Fuzhu was the first to rush over and hug Sang Ying.

Following her, Bai Kejin seemed to be somewhat impulsive as well, but stopped under Lan Fusheng's gaze, which was as if he were looking at a strange person.

He touched his nose and turned away from his friend's gaze.

Sang Ying reached out and caught Dong Fuzhu, pressing her to her side. Then she turned to the others and said, "The Mara Gate used some tricks this time, and you'll probably suffer some losses fighting them. But don't worry, no underhanded tactic is insurmountable."

"From this moment on, whenever you fight a disciple of the Mara Gate, show no mercy and fight with all your might. At the same time, leave yourself some leeway and do not relax in the slightest."

Perhaps it was Sang Ying's serious expression, or perhaps it was the previous round of intense competition that had left a deep impression on them.

Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples quickly snapped out of their elation and memorized every word Sang Ying had said.

In the subsequent matches, they indeed lived up to Sang Ying's expectations, exchanging blows with other cultivators. When facing the Mara Gate disciples, they ended the match with a single strike.

The speed was so fast that even the referee was taken aback, as if he was afraid that if he was too slow, he would be contaminated with something strange.

The same was true for Sang Ying. Unlike Su Fuyun, the other Golden Core cultivators did not have the strange luck and Cultivation Method to help them, and they appeared extremely vulnerable in front of Sang Ying.

On several occasions, she didn't even need to draw her sword; her superior physique alone was enough to force people off the dueling platform.

Seeing this, Jimo Xuan, who had secretly come to watch the match, nodded secretly, knowing that his younger sister had indeed been practicing the body cultivation Cultivation Method he had given her diligently. He only left with peace of mind after his sister had eliminated all her opponents and successfully entered the finals.

Time flies, and after several days of individual competition, the 100 spots for the finals were quickly filled.

Look at the list of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, which makes up 30% of the total, and then look at the list of the Golden Core Realm, which consists of only eight or nine people.

Elder Xu of the Mara Gate couldn't help but darken his face.

Tossing aside the list, Elder Xu looked at Elder Gu with a sinister gaze. "Your sect's ruthless methods have truly broadened my horizons!"

Elder Gu didn't make excuses. He could see clearly that most of the Golden Core Realm disciples of the Mara Gate were eliminated by Ten Thousand Daos Born.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Elder Xu was about to say something more when a handsome face peeked out from Elder Gu: "It's just an individual match. A loss is a loss. Elder Xu, are you a sore loser?"

Elder Xu was once again rebuked: When will this end? When will Ten Thousand Daos Born stop?!

At this moment, Elder Xu began to miss Elder Xiao, who used to dislike arguing.