Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 249: Fierce Fighting in the Arena

Although Zhong Wenyuan was still completely at a disadvantage on the scene, any discerning person could see the gap between the two. Kong Xiangyuan was at ease and looked like a piece of cake.

At this time, under the attack of the golden gyroscope in the field, cracks have appeared on the shield condensed by sand and gravel.

At the moment of its collapse, the golden gyroscope suddenly disintegrated and turned into more than ten golden swords that shot out.

Fortunately, Zhong Wenyuan was a cautious person. Seeing that the sand and stone shield was failing, he immediately formed seals with his hands, and vortices of water vapor rose from under his feet, surrounding him and forming a water curtain that protected him inside.

More than a dozen golden swords, each two or three feet long, gleamed in the sunlight as they stabbed towards Zhong Wenyuan, causing the water curtain around him to sway.

When the last sword pierced the water curtain, the water barrier twisted and deformed, and then shattered like a mirror.

A golden light burst out from Kong Xiangyuan's palm. With a wave of his hand, the golden light turned into a three-foot-long golden needle that pierced straight out.

Zhong Wenyuan flew back, clasped his hands together, and was about to cast a spell to block the attack.

Kong Xiangyuan suddenly let out a sharp scream, and Zhong Wenyuan's retreating figure suddenly stopped. He seemed to be frozen in place, standing still.

The golden needle shot out like lightning, piercing through his body. As blood spurted out, blood gushed out from his chest and he fell straight down.

"ah!"

"Senior Brother Zhong."

Several Hunyuan Sect disciples who were watching outside the venue exclaimed in surprise. Song Xian also stood up suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were fixed on the figure in the venue.

This sudden change was so sudden that it caught everyone off guard. Although Zhong Wenyuan had been at a disadvantage, he still had some strength left. No one had expected the competition to end so suddenly.

The Beast Taming Sect disciple in the field had already walked up to Zhong Wenyuan, confirmed the situation, and then announced that Kong Xiangyuan was the winner.

After hearing the verdict of the end of the competition, Song Xian immediately flew his flying magic weapon to the competition venue, but saw Zhong Wenyuan lying in a pool of blood, his facial features distorted, his expression extremely painful, but he could not speak, and blood gushed out of his mouth when he opened it.

He immediately bent down to check his injuries. The three-foot-long needle had completely pierced Zhong Wenyuan's chest, leaving a blood hole the size of a fist, but it did not injure the heart, only piercing the lungs.

He looked at Kong Xiangyuan, his expression unable to conceal his anger. It was obvious that the other party did it on purpose. The magic used by the cultivator was controlled by spiritual power and guided by spiritual consciousness, so there was basically no situation where he was out of control.

Even though Zhong Wenyuan had already been hit, Kong Xiangyuan still mercilessly pierced his body with the golden needle. He did it on purpose to show him how powerful he was.

Given his condition at the time, he could have easily controlled the golden needle to stay at his throat, or only penetrate three inches into his body.

The golden needle pierced Zhong Wenyuan's chest directly, avoiding the heart but piercing the lung.

According to the competition rules, if someone commits manslaughter, although he will not be held responsible, his qualifications and results will be disqualified, so he did this.

If there is any injury during the competition, there will be no prosecution, but generally speaking, the two parties participating in the competition have no hatred or grudges and will stop when the time is right.

After all, those who can come to participate in the foundation-building selection competition are all capable. No one will offend a cultivator who has the opportunity to build a foundation for no reason. However, Kong Xiangyuan is so cruel, as if the two have some old grudge.

It also confirmed the previous clues that it was the Kong family who killed Qin Feng and leaked the formula of Yuxiang Dan.

Kong Xiangyuan is a direct descendant of the Kong family and a genius in cultivation. He is undoubtedly a core member of the Kong family. His cruel behavior towards Zhong Wenyuan indirectly reflects the Kong family's dissatisfaction with the Hunyuan Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Song, please carry the person away! Don't let it affect the next competition." The Beast Taming Sect disciple next to him seemed to be accustomed to this and spoke expressionlessly.

Kong Xiangyuan didn't even look at Zhong Wenyuan who was lying on the ground. Instead, when Song Xian looked at him angrily, he turned his head and looked at him with a cold look in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, just exchanged glances with Song Xian, then, as if it had nothing to do with him, he took off with his flying magic weapon. Song Xian looked at his back, and a picture emerged in his mind.

Cultivation level: Tenth level of Qi Refining.

Spiritual strength: 110 points.

Divine consciousness: 85 points.

Spiritual root attribute: gold.

Innate magical power: Vajra body protection.

This Kong Xiangyuan not only has a single spiritual root, but also possesses innate supernatural powers. In addition, his spiritual power is also stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

A cultivator's spiritual power is generally half of his spiritual strength, unless he practices a technique to enhance his spiritual power or has some other fortuitous encounter.

This person's spiritual power is 30% higher than that of an ordinary cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining. It must be due to his skills. Just now in the competition arena, he screamed and Zhong Wenyuan was stunned. If his guess was correct, the other party must have launched some kind of spiritual attack, causing chaos in his sea of ​​consciousness, which led to his momentary stagnation.

After taking Zhong Wenyuan away from the venue, Song Xian ordered two disciples to take him back to the market to rest, while he continued to watch the rest of the competition.

Although Zhong Wenyuan was seriously injured, his life was not in danger. He would probably need to rest and recuperate for some time before he could recover.

.........

At night, the sky was full of stars. In the dim room, Song Xian pushed the door open and walked in. Yu Lian was looking after Zhong Wenyuan inside. When he saw him coming, he quickly stood up and saluted.

Zhong Wenyuan was lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his chest heaving, and he was gasping for breath.

"How is it? How is Brother Zhong's injury?"

"The chest was completely penetrated. While not fatal, recovery will be difficult. I estimate I'll need at least three to five months of recuperation before I can get out of bed. Most importantly, the lungs are severely damaged. If I don't take good care of them, the aftereffects will be significant."

"The second-grade, mid-grade Nine Flower Jade Dew Pill is very effective in treating internal organ damage. The sect's treasury should have this medicine. Brother Zhong, in your condition, is not suitable for a long journey. You should set out early tomorrow morning and return to the mountain gate to find Brother Lu Yuan to get the pill."

"Yes."

Song Xian came to Zhong Wenyuan and sat down next to him.

Zhong Wenyuan looked at him and wanted to open his mouth, but could only make coughing sounds.

"Senior Brother Wenyuan, take good care of your injuries and don't worry about the rest."

Zhong Wenyuan was speechless, he just raised his hands and gestured in the air twice.

Song Xian hurriedly ordered someone to bring paper and pen and put them in his hand.

"Brother Wenyuan, what do you want to say?"

Zhong Wenyuan held the pen and wrote a few large, crooked characters on the paper.

It was the three words "Don't retaliate".

It turned out that he was worried that Song Xian would retaliate against Kong Xiangyuan at the competition arena and offend the Kong family.

Although he was seriously injured, his mind was still clear and he knew that the more urgent it was, the more he should avoid unnecessary complications.

If the Hunyuan Sect were to create enmity with the Kong family, it would surely suffer a great loss.

Seeing him so wounded, yet still preoccupied with this matter, unwilling to drag the sect down and put it in a disadvantageous position, Song Xian was deeply moved, and even Yu Lian beside him was deeply moved. "Don't worry, I know what to do, and I won't act impulsively." Song Xian patted his hand.

Zhong Wenyuan coughed violently twice again and nodded weakly.

"Senior Brother Yu, please go out first. I have something to discuss with Senior Brother Wenyuan."

"Yes." Yu Lian responded and left, closing the door gently.

"Senior Brother Wenyuan, there is something I have never told you. The sect's intelligence team has some clues. It is very likely that the Kong family was the one who killed Qin Feng and leaked the formula of Yuxiang Pill." Song Xian said softly.

The sect's intelligence team was under the management of Huang Ye, and Huang Ye only reported matters to him, so he was not aware of these situations.

Song Xian spoke of this at this time to comfort Zhong Wenyuan and let him know that Kong Xiangyuan's actions today were deliberate and were directed against the Hunyuan Sect. Even if there were conflicts between the sect and the Kong family in the future, it would not be caused by him.

On the contrary, this injury was caused by the sect's involvement, which caused him to suffer this unexpected disaster.

He is a person with a strong sense of responsibility. If he brings trouble to the sect because of himself, he will definitely feel guilty.

After hearing this, Zhong Wenyuan looked at him with more doubts, as if asking a question.

"At first, I didn't think it was the Kong family. A few years ago, the intelligence team heard a piece of news. Kong Xiangyun, a direct descendant of the Kong family, got drunk at Tianxiang Tower and told others that they had taught our sect a lesson."

"As you know, we have no dealings with the Kong family, and we've never had any friction. Although Kong Xiangyun didn't specify the time, if he wasn't exaggerating, then he could only be referring to the unsolved case involving the Yuxiang Pill."

"So I asked the intelligence team to investigate quietly, and they found some clues."

"First, before Qin Feng was killed, the Ding family frequently sent people to contact the Kong family."

"Secondly, after the Jade Fragrance Pill incident was leaked, Kong Xiangyun and several other Kong family cultivators saw their merit points increase, but we haven't found out what missions they performed."

"Combined with Kong Xiangyun's drunken rants at Tianxiang Tower, it's probably pretty close."

"Because there is no substantial evidence, and the Kong family is someone we cannot afford to offend, I did not make this matter public."

"As for why the Kong family did this, I guess it's because we didn't consult them about relocating to the market town, so they're taking revenge."

"The Kong family might think we want to kick them out and run our own market in Tianshan, or they might simply feel underestimated. Of course, the Ding family is definitely fanning the flames here."

"It's also possible that the Kong family had been coveting the Yuxiang Dan industry and happened to come across this incident, so they stole the Yuxiang Dan formula. However, they didn't expect that the main ingredient in the formula, Panlongxiang, had been replaced. After discovering that it was ineffective, they leaked the formula to confuse us."

After hearing this, Zhong Wenyuan picked up the pen at hand and wrote the word "forbearance" on the paper.

"I know that we don't have the strength to compete with the Kong family now. If we fall out with them, we will only bring trouble upon ourselves. You should have a good rest!" Song Xian comforted him and left the room.

…………

While the two were talking, a big man with a full beard pushed the door open in another brightly lit room. This man was none other than Kong Xiangyun, a descendant of the Kong family.

"Xiangyuan, Third Uncle is calling you over."

Kong Xiangyuan stood up and walked out without saying a word.

"The man you fought against today was the elder of Hunyuan Sect. It's a pity that you didn't kill him." Kong Xiangyun followed closely behind him, chattering incessantly.

"How dare a mere Hunyuan Sect underestimate us? When they wanted to relocate to Bianxia Town, they frequently visited Luoyun Sect and Yushou Sect to discuss matters, yet they never once visited our residence."

"I heard they want to exclude our government. How bold of them! If it were up to me, I would just wipe them out."

"It was really easy for them to capture only one of their pawns. What's even more infuriating is that the formula we got from that pawn was actually fake."

"I don't know what my uncles are worried about. Even if we arrest the people from the Hunyuan Sect openly, what will they dare to do?"

"The Hunyuan Sect's headmaster, Song Xian, is also participating in the competition. If you encounter him, it would be best to kill him directly."

Kong Xiangyuan suddenly stopped and glanced at him, his eyes full of indifference, his tone as cold as a knife: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I...no...no." Kong Xiangyun swallowed and was about to explain when Kong Xiangyuan strode forward.

.........

The next day, the Foundation Establishment Competition selection proceeded as usual. After half of the contestants were eliminated in the first round, only twelve remained out of the twenty-three contestants.

Song Xian's opponent in this round was none other than Liu Yong, the head of Jiangliu Sect. Unexpectedly, the polite words they exchanged yesterday came true, and now they were really facing off in battle.

The two will play in the third game.

The first match today was between Kong Xiangyuan and a casual cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

The wandering cultivator had white hair at the temples and looked quite old, not to mention his actual age.

After the two men fought, the situation became one-sided. The casual cultivator was no match at all, but he struggled to hold on. In the end, Kong Xiangyuan stabbed him in the abdomen with a sword and he fell in a pool of blood.

Kong Xiangyuan still had no expression on his face, and he didn't even glance at the man lying in a pool of blood. After the Beastmaster Sect's disciples announced the end of the competition, he left the venue.

However, shouts and cheers were heard outside the stadium, because Kong Xiangyuan was the favorite to win the competition and many people placed bets on him.

After the second match ended, it was Song Xian's turn to play.

"Master Song, please give me some advice." Liu Yong was very polite and bowed to him.

"Master Liu, please."

After the two men saluted, they each retreated twenty-five feet.

Following the order from the Beast Taming Sect disciples in the field.

Song Xian clasped his hands together, and the spiritual power in his body surged, forming layers of fire clouds around him. He spread his hands apart, and the fire clouds all poured into his palms, compressed into a ball, and turned into a long spear.

This is exactly the second-grade lower-level magic Fire Cloud Spear. After all, Liu Yong is the head of a sect and has the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Refining. He dare not hide his shortcomings, and he has already used this magic in the previous competition.

The Fire Cloud Spear shot out from his hand, shooting out like lightning. Wherever the spear passed, visible heat waves rose in the air.

While Song Xian was concentrating his magic, Liu Yong was certainly not idle either. He formed seals with his hands, and as his spiritual power surged, a golden sword several meters long condensed out and slashed towards Song Xian.

The golden sword collided with the Fire Cloud Spear, and with a loud bang, the golden sword shook violently.

When Liu Yong saw this, his face changed. Of course, he also watched Song Xian's competition yesterday, but he didn't expect that the power of this technique would be so strong. His Golden Light Slash was also powerful, but it was about to be shattered by one blow.

He didn't dare to hold back any longer, and flew back, clasped his hands together, muttered something, and a faint golden light emanated from his body.

The light became brighter and brighter, and when he stretched out his hand, a shadow appeared. The shadow was very tall. This was the main skill he practiced, the Acalanatha Sutra.

(End of this chapter)