Seeing that the female cultivator on the opposite side was outmatched and almost died under his own sword several times, Feng Jue's sword power not only refused to stop but became even more murderous.
Letting this woman live in his sword domain for so long is already the greatest insult to him.
After fighting for so long, Zhuzhu has gradually touched the threshold of the Sword Domain. She just wants to cultivate the Sword Domain, but she is still far away. She still needs to slowly understand and explore after returning.
Even so, it was a great gain for Zhuzhu.
She originally wanted to win steadily, but she felt Feng Jue's increasingly fierce attacks. In addition, she was as difficult to move as a living target in the sword field. There were many dangers, and it seemed that she could not defeat it with swordsmanship alone. Feng Jue.
Zhuzhu no longer hides her clumsiness.
Her [God Refining Technique] has already reached the sixth level of [Soul Moving Technique].
The sword domain can suppress her physical body from moving and suppress the power of her swordsmanship, but it cannot suppress her soul and consciousness from the sword domain.
Her consciousness condensed into an invisible long needle that teleported out of the sword domain and went straight into Feng Jue's brow.
It looks like a one-hit kill move, but in fact Zhuzhu has condensed some of her consciousness, and only wants to severely damage Feng Jue's sea of consciousness.
"ah--"
The attack of spiritual consciousness was silent. Even if Feng Jue's combat experience was not that of Zhu Zhu's, he would not be able to detect in time that Zhu Zhu would make such a move again.
The consciousness attack was excruciatingly painful. Feng Jue's sea of consciousness rolled, his soul curled up into a ball, and the little Yuanying's face was covered in pain, not to mention his physical body.
When the needle of divine consciousness entered the sea of consciousness, severe pain gushed out from the sea of consciousness. The pain was so painful that Feng Jue couldn't care less about the demeanor of everyone, he held his head and screamed.
It was also at that moment that his sword domain became unstable. Zhuzhu took the opportunity to break out of the domain, and then put her sword at Feng Jue's throat: "You lose!"
Crash--
After a moment of silence, the audience was excited again.
"What happened? How did the situation turn around so quickly?"
"Why did Feng Jue Zhenjun give up the attack and hold his head while shouting? Could it be that the female cultivator from Yuan Continent used some cunning trick to sneak attack!"
"He must have used some shady tricks. Otherwise, how could True Lord Feng Jue be defeated so suddenly? The Tianyuan Continent female cultivators won without force. We will seek justice for True Lord Feng Jue." The fanatical fans couldn't see True Lord Feng Jue losing to a monk who was in the middle stage of Yuanying or Tianyuan Continent and wanted to feel aggrieved for True Lord Feng Jue.
"I played a dirty trick but I can't win with force?"
Zhuzhu smiled angrily, "May I ask what is a dirty trick and what is victory without using force?"
She had seen monks throwing a lot of talismans on the ring in order to win. She had also seen some monks directly bring hundreds of arrays to the ring. She had also seen some people using poisonous weapons and hidden weapons to constantly attack their opponents. Some people even brought an eighth-level spiritual pet to compete with them.
How come those people are not told that they can't win without force, but instead she uses the skills she cultivates to attack, which is a dirty trick, that is, she can't win without force?
"If you weren't playing dirty tricks, why did Lord Feng Jue suddenly become like this? The one who is about to win is obviously Lord Feng Jue."
"It's about the skills I practice. I don't want to go into details. Believe it or not, I won anyway."
Zhuzhu was too lazy to explain to them that she would not reveal any details of the [God Refining Technique] to them, so as to save those people from being greedy and obsessed with her technique, as long as the results were good.
She turned around and looked at the two Feng family elders in the out-of-body stage who were presiding over the arena in front of the audience: "Do the two seniors also think that the juniors can win without force?"
Although the two out-of-body masters of the Feng family were loyal to their descendants in their hearts, they were not so shameless in accusing Zhuzhu of playing dirty tricks in front of everyone. After all, there was no rule against using heresy in the battle for the hero list.
There are many monks who will do anything to win, and even go on a killing spree in the ring. Even so, as long as that person is the final winner, he can still advance.
If the Feng family were like the small group of short-sighted Yuanying monks in the audience, they would definitely be criticized and questioned by more monks.
And it's not like they didn't see that this female cultivator was merciful to Feng Jue, otherwise, the Tian Yuan Continent female cultivator's move that directly hit Feng Jue's sea of consciousness could have killed him.
"My little friend is joking. In the ring, losing is losing, and winning is winning. We only look at the results, and there is no such thing as winning without victory." The words of the two out-of-body true masters of the Feng family determined the outcome of this battle. .
Feng Jue, whose consciousness was severely injured and in great pain, was also taken down to the ring to recuperate by several stewards of the Feng family.
In fact, Feng Jue's injury was not serious, it was just painful.
When he returned, he only needed to take an eighth-grade soul nourishing pill and rest for two days to recover, which would not delay him from continuing to participate in the competition.
Zhuzhu succeeded in the challenge and became the champion, thus becoming famous in Fenghe City.
She stood in the ring and glanced at the many Nascent Soul cultivators below, hoping that they would come on stage to challenge her, and that she could end the competition early, without having to stand on the stage like a piece of wood and be watched by others like Feng Jue.
Unfortunately, although many monks thought she was invincible in this battle, no one dared to challenge her on stage because of her completely confusing move that severely damaged True Lord Feng Jue.
So, an hour passed——
Zhuzhu was still standing on the ring like a piece of wood.
Two hours passed——
Zhuzhu started to get bored and clasped her fingers.
Three hours——
Zhuzhu simply sat on the floor.
Four hours——
Zhuzhu put her chin in her hands and closed her eyes to relax.
Five hours——
Zhuzhu fell into sleep.
Six hours——
Zhuzhu unconsciously changed from sitting to lying down and fell asleep.
Audience in the audience:...
I have never been so upset and jealous of someone.
Why are they fighting bloody battles, even breaking their heads in order to challenge or defend successfully, while that female cultivator from Tianyuan Continent can just lie down on the ring and sleep to defend.
But even though they were heartbroken, no one dared to challenge her on stage until they found out her true strength and details.
After all, everyone only has two chances to challenge, and they dare not make a mistake and lose their qualifications to enter the first round of qualifiers.
Even Wu Hao Zhenjun and the other three had to sigh that Zhu Zhu had such a good attitude and was not afraid of anyone suddenly coming on stage to attack her.
Little did they know that although Zhuzhu fell asleep, she did not take back her spiritual consciousness. As long as someone came on stage, her spiritual consciousness would immediately remind her and enter a defensive state. This was something that other Nascent Soul True Lords could not do.
Only monks who have practiced and entered the fifth level of [God Refining Technique] and above can still release their spiritual consciousness to protect themselves while sleeping.
…
Until the eleventh hour came, and seeing that there was still one hour left before Zhuzhu successfully defended the ring, she herself was still sleeping, and finally some Nascent Soul Masters in the audience who thought they were good at it started to make moves.
Finally, a big man nearly two meters tall jumped onto the ring first.
At the same time, Zhuzhu opened her eyes, stood up and stretched.
The big man was not surprised that Zhuzhu woke up immediately. No monk who has practiced to this level would dare to actually fall asleep in the ring.
It's just a show.
Regardless of whether the female cultivator in front of him is pretending or is really asleep, he, True Lord Yunji, does not bother to sneak attack on a female cultivator: "Master Huiying, I, Yunji, come to challenge."
Faint chicken?
This nickname has the same meaning as her name, "Miao".
Zhuzhu cursed secretly in her heart, but said calmly on her face: "Zhenjun Yunji, please take action."
True Lord Yunji was not polite and directly used two nine-petaled lotus golden hammers to attack Zhuzhu from left to right.
Each of the nine method Lotus Golden Hammers weighed ten thousand kilograms. Coupled with the strength exerted by Zhenjun Yunji, almost every hammer struck with an unstoppable gravity of hundreds of thousands kilograms.
When the two hammers left their hands in the air, the hammer wind released by the hammers also transformed into two huge lotus mountains, making Zhuzhu unable to hide in the ring with a radius of only 500 square meters, and was about to crush Zhuzhu. Into meatloaf...
