When they arrived at Wanzang City, Qingcao went to the competition lounge to adjust his breath. When the game time came, Qingcao was automatically teleported to the ring.
"Xingluo Realm Fire God Sect Litigation Officer, I have met fellow Taoist."
"Ziqing, Taiyi Zong of Guiyuan Realm, has met fellow Taoist."
The eyes of Zhenzhi Zhenjun were cold and stern, and the sword in his hand sent out wisps of wind. The wind blew the sleeves and long hair of Zhenzhi Zhenjun. An immense pressure swept across the arena.
Qingcao remained unmoved by this pressure, his shoulders straightened, his hands holding the sword, his eyes full of fighting intent.
Zhenzhi Zhenjun raised his hand and waved it slightly. It seemed like a simple wave, but the sword intention carried a strong wind, like a fierce tiger rushing towards him.
Qingcao waved his two swords, and the thunderous sword intent flew out, instantly transforming into a thunder dragon.
The Thunder Dragon roared away and instantly bit the Gale Tiger.
"Bang——" The two forces collided hard, making a loud noise, and a powerful wave of air shot straight into the sky.
Zhenjun Zhizhi swung his sword again to block the remaining thunder dragon sword intent! This female cultivator is also a swordsman, and her swordsmanship is so good.
He had heard about Mu Qingcao from Uncle Xuanxiu before. The formation technique is excellent, and the sword intent is also good.
But I didn't expect that this sword intention was not good at all, but powerful!
If other fellow alchemists encountered him, they might be defeated in one move.
Li Zhizhen, please be serious. If you don't use 100% of your strength against such an opponent, you may not be able to win!
Zhenjun Zhizhi swung his sword, his footwork alternated between false and real, his sword was fierce and slashed horizontally, with hurricanes roaring as he danced, causing the auras of heaven and earth to dance along with him.
The sword light in Qingcao's hand flashed, and the sword intent shot out through the rainbow. The sword intent transformed into a sword formation. The sword formation flew towards Zhenjun Zhizhi from all directions with the pressure of destroying the world.
Zhenjun Zhizhi swung his sword, one move after another, and he quickly dodged the attacks.
Qingcao swung his sword again, increasing the power of the sword array. Qingcao's sword intent changed again, seemingly as one, but when it flew closer, the sword intent composed of three forces separated instantly.
"Bang bang" Zhizhi Zhenjun was hit instantly and took a few steps back.
Zhenzhi Zhenjun did not expect that the sword will attack separately. It's really unexpected.
Zhenjun Zhizhi gathered his energy and slashed out with his sword. The wind blade floated, whining and piercing the air. It instantly condensed into a sky-high wind blade, which was bound to break Qingcao's sword formation.
A sound like tearing cloth was heard in the void, and with a "boom", strong air waves rushed into the void again. The clouds in the sky were washed away, and the sky seemed to be a little brighter.
Zhenjun Zhengzhi's consciousness looked into the void through the strong air waves, and Qingcao's sword formation did not waver at all. He was slightly shocked. The sword he just exerted 60% of his strength, but he couldn't even cut away a corner of the sword formation.
How strong is this sword intention!
Zhenzhi Zhenjun threw out a semi-sacred weapon, the soul-suppressing drum, gathered his spiritual power, played the magic formula, and struck the soul-suppressing drum.
"Dong, dong, dong" is like an urging drum, directly hitting the soul.
And this semi-artifact soul-suppressing drum is indeed powerful, shocking the green grass spirit, but the green grass also has the leaves of the Ele tree and the jade that protects the immortal soul, so the green grass spirit does not have much impact.
The grass just stung for a moment, and then he quickly swung his sword, one move after another. Speeding up the operation of the Sword Intention Sword Formation.
"Bang bang bang—" Zhenzhi Zhenjun was hit by countless sword intents. In the blink of an eye, his defense device was shattered. He quickly reacted and threw out the sky-high price defense talisman to block the sword intent attacks. "I'll admit defeat."
Upon hearing that he was admitting defeat, Qingcao immediately put away his sword.
Zhenjun Zhizhi wiped away the non-existent sweat and said, "Thank you Taoist fellow Taoist Ziqing for your advice. If you have time, you can go to the Fire God Sect as a guest. Master Xuanxiu has gone into retreat recently, and I can do the hosting for you."
"It turns out that Litigation friend and Senior Brother Mo are familiar with each other."
"My master and Senior Uncle Xuanxiu are brothers. Senior Uncle Xuanxiu is a close disciple accepted by Master Tianqu. Senior Uncle Xuanxiu has been playing with me since childhood." Zhenjun Zhizhi said in a message: " I know a lot about Uncle Xuanxiu’s embarrassing stories, if fellow Taoist Ziqing is interested, we can find a restaurant to sit down.”
"Maybe not, because my next game starts in two hours." After the game, she received another game notification.
"That's really unfortunate. Fellow Taoist Ziqing added me as a friend. Let's have a good chat when we have time."
"Okay." Qingcao added Li Zhizhenjun's friend, and then rushed to the next competition venue.
The third match was in Yanjiang County of Hehuan Sect in Guiyuan Realm and Tianyuan Realm. The opponent was Xinbo Zhenjun of Xuanyue Sect, a seventh-level formation mage.
"Master, this is what you want." Li Qiujin presented a jade box with both hands.
Lord Xinbo took it and opened it, "Yes, I am very satisfied. I will teach you the fifth-level star formation as soon as the competition is over."
Li Qiujin lowered her head to cover up the hatred in her eyes, "Yes, Master. I wonder who is Master's opponent?"
"Oh, there is a man named Ziqing from the Taiyi Sect of the Guiyuan Realm. His cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Yuanying." Zhenjun Xinbo didn't take him seriously at all. He is the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he is also a seventh-level formation mage. It's not easy to deal with someone with such a level of cultivation.
Li Qiujin wrote down the name Ziqing and looked it up later.
Li Qiujin has been under the name of True Lord Xinbo for fifty-three years. Before the foundation-building period, her formations have made rapid progress, and her formation level has reached the fourth level. But after she formed the elixir, Lord Xinbo stopped teaching other formation diagrams.
Of course, Li Qiujin also secretly purchased other formation diagrams to study. But she found that she had been brainwashed by Zhenjun Xinbo's unique teachings when she first started.
She tried to buy the formation book and start over from scratch, but as soon as she learned the formation, the teaching method of Lord Xinbo would appear in her mind. Let her learn no matter what.
When entering the golden elixir stage, if you want to learn the formation, you must offer something that True Lord Xin Bo wants.
When Li Qiujin heard this, she was stunned. Then she figured out why the five disciples under Zhenbo Xinbo's name had not been in the sect for a long time, but were traveling outside.
It turns out that Lord Xinbo is such a false person!
Because of Zhenjun Xinbo's actions, her formation has remained at the fourth level for more than twenty years.
At first, she had thought about uniting with other senior brothers and sisters to sue the sect. But the senior sister told her. In the sect, the only formation master who has reached the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage is Xinbo Zhenjun. His future is limitless, and the sect will not punish Xinbo Zhenjun for this matter.
When Li Qiujin heard this, she felt that her future was gloomy.
During the foundation building period, he was the target of everyone's fawning. When he reached the golden elixir stage, his cultivation level was left behind, and his formation skills did not improve. I am no longer a person with a good reputation in front of others!
Li Qiujin looked forward to it every day and every night, hoping that Lord Xin Bo would die.
"Master, I will take my leave and do not disturb Master's cultivation. I will go to the viewing platform to take my seat first and wait to admire Master's heroic posture in victory."
True Lord Xinbo was very happy to be complimented by Li Qiujin, "Okay, go ahead. When you win, I will teach you one more formation diagram."
True Lord Xinbo didn't care much about the disciples under his name, and he suppressed teaching them formations. He was afraid that his disciples would surpass him.
Every time the sect recruits disciples, True Lord Xinbo will select the disciples. He will pick out the disciples with excellent earth spirit roots, so that no one in the sect will surpass him to become the youngest seventh-level formation mage.
No one knows about Zhenjun Xinbo's heart.
(End of chapter)
