Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

"Ok?"

"Little tricks!"

He saw countless flying swords shooting towards him.

Xi Xianle just smiled lightly, then shook her hands even faster.

Waves of sound flew out from between her hands.

It continuously impacted the surrounding flying swords.

however.

Do not you know why.

Those flying swords seemed endless; no matter how many sound waves Xi Xianle used, she couldn't defeat them all.

She even shattered a flying sword.

Two flying swords will appear in the sky.

"Why is this never going to end!" Xi Xianle snorted coldly, her fair little feet stepping on the arena, she gently turned around, and as her skirt fluttered, a pipa appeared in her hand without her noticing.

"Danglang~"

"Danglang~"

Xi Xianyue gently plucked the pipa, and instantly, a terrifying sound wave spread out.

Just a face to face.

It actually shattered all the flying swords.

"You've got something," Fang Yuan sneered, already flying into the sky.

He stomped down hard.

A huge flying sword slammed down towards Xi Xianle.

"Yes, it was just smashed down." Simple and brutal, without any skill.

"Is this guy really a sword cultivator?" Seeing this, Xi Xianle gritted her teeth and unleashed a series of sonic waves, trying to break the giant sword.

But she was shocked to discover.

Useless.

Not at all.

The giant sword was already descending upon her head.

She could only sigh and softly say, "I admit defeat!"

"Accepted!"

Seeing the other party admit defeat.

Fang Yuan also deactivated his flying sword, a relaxed expression on his face.

"Concession!"

Xi Xianle blushed and walked off the stage with a sigh.

However, a second challenger was brought in.

This challenger is actually weaker than Yuukenraku.

In Fang Yuan
"He only lasted a few rounds before losing the match."

"Hmm? Not bad!" Zhang Yan smiled slightly upon seeing this.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yuan managed to win two matches in a row.

With the opponent in third place.

Finally, a heavyweight has arrived.

After sparring with his opponent a few times, Fang Yuan decisively gave up.

Next up is Liu Yiyi from Zhang Yan's side.

Liu Yiyi is also a female cultivator.

Dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, he looked somewhat frail, with an unnaturally pale complexion, and his methods were extremely strange. Once on the stage, he didn't say a word.

He knelt down in front of that person.

He knelt down and kowtowed at the same time.

He was holding three long incense sticks that he didn't know where he got them from.

The aroma of smoke curls upwards.

At first, he was confused and startled. But when he realized that it might be some kind of magic, he immediately wanted to make the first move.

The result was at this time.

The opponent realized it was too late.

His body is aging rapidly.

His hair and beard began to turn gray.

Large wrinkles appeared on her face, and spots also appeared on her body.

"stop!"

"I surrender!"

Seeing this, the opponent finally couldn't hold back any longer.

What kind of tactic is this?!

So weird!

As practitioners of the immortal path, we are not afraid of getting injured during magical battles.

After all, with so many spells and elixirs, as long as the person isn't dead, they can basically be saved.

However, they were genuinely afraid of Liu Yiyi's magic, which could cause people to age.

I even felt a bit scared.

after all.

Putting everything else aside, what is the purpose of everyone cultivating immortality?
Isn't it all about seeking immortality?

And guess what? You came up here and tried to kill them!
Who would want that?

"Accepted!"

Hearing the other party concede defeat.

Liu Yiyi stopped kowtowing and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Don't say it yet.

This girl, if it weren't for her eerie appearance, would actually be quite pretty! "Next!"

"Li Yidong!"

Another cultivator from the upper realm.

Li Yidong was a robust man who looked to be in his thirties.

However, after the man stepped onto the stage, his face turned somewhat pale.

She looks even fairer than Liu Yiyi.

The match had just begun when Liu Yiyi took out three sticks of incense, intending to use the same trick again, when she saw Li Yidong immediately raise his hand: "Stop, stop, stop, I concede!"

"I surrender!"

See this scene.

It wasn't just Liu Yiyi.

Even Zhang Yan and the others were stunned.

What is this!

Giving up before it even started?
in fact.

What Zhang Yan didn't know was that this was perfectly normal in the eyes of cultivators from the upper realm.

after all……

Cultivators from the upper realms have always had abundant resources since childhood and have never encountered any difficulties.

Therefore, when they encounter danger, they are naturally more likely to give up.

What opportunity or not?

None of them are as important as one's own life.

However, from the perspective of cultivators in the lower realms, it is completely different.

Especially Golden Core cultivators in the lower realms.

Which one of them hasn't laid a hand on someone?
Which one of them didn't crawl out of a pile of corpses?
so……

Even knowing that there would be danger.

Even knowing that going up there might mean death.

But they will still fight hard.

Because cultivators in the upper realms, even without risking their lives, can still strive for a good birth.

If they don't fight hard, they'll have nothing left.

"All right……"

"Then I accept it!"

A faint smile appeared on Liu Yiyi's pale, delicate face.

They were able to win two games in a row.

For him, it was indeed a good result.

Even if we lose this battle of wits.

It's not her fault.

even……

She might become famous after this match.

He has begun to stand out among the younger generation of disciples in the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"Next!"

A confident smile appeared on her face.

Then I saw...

The seventh prince of the upper realm, Dongfang Weibai, slowly walked onto the arena.

I saw that the Seventh Prince had actually come on stage.

Liu Yiyi's face turned even paler, truly as white as a sheet of paper, which even looked somewhat frightening.

"Let's begin," Dongfang Weibai said, looking at the referee.

"Game start!"

With the starting signal for the match.

Liu Yiyi bit her lip and bowed deeply to Dongfang Weibai with three sticks of incense.

but……

After bowing, Dongfang Weibai acted as if nothing had happened.

"How can it be!"

Seeing that the other person was alright.

Liu Yiyi knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed three times to Dongfang Weibai.

however……

Something strange happened.

Dongfang Weibai remained completely unperturbed.

"how?"

"Is this all you know?" Dongfang Weibai smiled and walked towards Liu Yiyi step by step.

"what happened!"

Liu Yiyi refused to believe it and kowtowed again.

Dongfang Weibai, on the other hand, walked at a leisurely pace.

As he moved.

A huge golden totem slowly appeared behind him.

This totem looks like a giant phoenix.

The phoenix spread its wings, and feathers fell one by one, landing on earth.

"what!"

Liu Yiyi suddenly screamed and then fainted on the stage.

She suffered a backlash!
As the seventh prince of the Yuhua Dynasty, Dongfang Weibai carries the nation's destiny with him. If it were just an ordinary battle of magic, it would be fine.

But these underhanded tactics were ineffective against him! (End of Chapter)