Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 81: First Glimpse of Brilliance, Turning the Tables

"Master, this person is relying on the advantage of the Frost Soul Flying Sword. How can I defeat him now?"

Fei Yun bowed and inquired.

Yan Lan said, "Do you think it's just the advantage of flying swords?"

While treasures and powerful tools are valuable, their effectiveness depends on the user's ability to utilize them.

He has mastered the "Mysterious Ice Sword Technique" to perfection; it's unbelievable.

She thought to herself, "The Great Perfection of the 'Mysterious Ice Sword Technique'—even three years of cultivation to reach this level would make one a true sword prodigy!"
This child is a born swordsman; his combat aptitude surpasses even his golden-light spiritual talent, making him truly exceptional!

She secretly plotted something, her red lips not moving, but a whispered message pierced Fei Yun's ear.

"The rules of the duel between the two peaks are that as long as our side does not admit defeat and offers a prize to propose an extra round, the other side must agree and the fight must continue until the last person steps onto the stage to admit defeat."

As long as you don't lose, it doesn't matter if you lose one more game.

"Let your junior brother Wu go up and fight again. Try to dodge and defend as much as possible, and wear him down with two sword strikes!"

"He only has the second level of Qi Refining cultivation. If he uses the Frost Soul Flying Sword to perform the Xuanbing Flying Rain sword technique, five sword strikes will consume 50% of his spiritual power."

After five sword strikes, you can go back into the ring. If you can withstand five more strikes, you'll defeat him easily, but…

"I know, Master, don't worry!" Fei Yun suddenly understood after receiving the guidance. He bowed and lowered his head, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

He also felt a strong threat.

Crimson Flame Peak and Cold Moon Peak have never been on good terms.

This Junior Brother Zhao Wuji is too strong, too outstanding, and has limitless potential.
"Take it. In a critical moment, you can use my Blazing Sun Wheel to break his Frosty Soul Flying Sword."

Yan Lan casually waved her hand, and a crimson light suddenly appeared in her sleeve.

"call out!"

A fiery red sun-like wheel burst forth from the sky and was caught by Fei Yun, whose eyes suddenly blazed with intensity.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Lan spoke, her voice booming like thunder, instantly drowning out all the noise and reaching the ears of everyone in the room.

"I wish to hold a challenge, with ten catties of Flaming Sun Stones and ten Origin Crystals from my peak as the prize. Peak Master Hua, what is your opinion?"

"An extra round?"

Hua Qingshuang glanced at Yan Lan's figure, who was separated from her by bamboo curtains on the opposite high platform, with her cold gaze.

"Senior Sister Yan's methods are still so despicable."

Zhao Wuji was taken aback, then asked Gui, the steward who was acting as the referee.

Deacon Gui, sweating profusely, helplessly spread his hands and explained: "The rules for the tiebreaker are that even if the opponent is at a disadvantage in terms of winning matches, the match must continue until the last member of the opponent concedes defeat. However, your side will also get a chance for a revival match."

Zhao Wuji understood immediately: Cold Moon Peak was sparsely populated. This was clearly bullying others by abusing their power!
But then I thought about it again, and the Flame Sun Stone and Source Crystal were all unexpected windfalls!
During their exchange, he had vaguely sensed that the magical artifacts wielded by the disciples of Crimson Flame Peak and the spiritual power they cultivated could actually cause his Yang Pearl to become agitated.

This proves that the techniques and magical artifacts of Crimson Flame Peak can create yang energy, especially the famous Flaming Sun Stone, which may contain a lot of yang energy.

For the past two months, he has been diligently cultivating in the cave, but he has not been idle either, inquiring everywhere about places or treasures that may be related to yin and yang energy.

The Crimson Flame Peak Flame Sun Stone is one of them.

"Unfettered." Just then, Peak Master Hua's voice transmission flowed through my heart like a cold spring.

Zhao Wuji smiled faintly and replied in a telepathic message, "Peak Master, I am willing to have a rematch to completely shatter all their illusions and deliver a decisive blow to prevent a hundred more."

"If you continue fighting, your magic will become your weakness."

Master Hua hit the nail on the head.

Zhao Wuji transmitted his voice and laughed, "So, I just need to win one more round before my magic power runs out."

"This Peak Master Yan is so difficult to deal with and petty. He has lost face today. He won't let this go until he has thoroughly subdued his disciples."

Upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words about Yan Lan being petty, a faint smile appeared on Hua Qingshuang's usually aloof face, yet she remained solemn.

"You should know that if I go out again and face Fei Yun, it won't be easy to win. My senior sister will definitely give him the Flaming Sun Wheel."

Zhao Wuji blinked. "As long as they pay an appearance fee, it's fine. I'd like either Source Crystals or Flame Sun Stones from their Crimson Flame Peak."

Hua Qingshuang finally nodded: "Then it's up to you."

She did not try to change Zhao Wuji's mind, simply because she was always proud and also greatly admired Zhao Wuji's confident and proud side at this moment.

That's how we're going to completely shatter the confidence of all the disciples of Crimson Flame Peak.

At that moment, Hua Qingshuang stated her position.

"I grant your permission!"

"Junior Sister Hua, do you really think that Zhao Wuji's mere Qi Refining Level 2 magic power can sweep through my Crimson Flame Peak?" Yan Lan chuckled mockingly, her eyes cold.

With Hanyue Peak's agreement, a disciple surnamed Wu from Chiyan Peak soon stepped onto the stage.

As soon as this person stepped onto the stage, with a loud "boom!", he summoned a cold, hard, black iron millstone-shaped magical artifact, which spun like a tortoise shell, while he shrank behind it.

His timid and hesitant demeanor drew boos from the audience.

Zhao Wuji had already defeated Ge Youming with one sword and then Liu Qiong with another, but now he had to deal with this kind of scoundrel.

It's one thing for Crimson Flame Peak to use a war of attrition, but their tactics are even more shameless.

In a short time, Crimson Flame Peak's previously good reputation plummeted, and its former prestige was completely lost overnight.

Seeing that the Wu family, without even a word, went up on stage and assumed a defensive stance, Zhao Wuji was speechless.

He thought that Fei Yun, the strongest player, would be the next to take the stage.

I didn't expect a turtle to come up here.

He believed he could forcefully take down the tortoise shell, but doing so would inevitably deplete a significant portion of his 'Qi Induction Level Two' spiritual power.

Facing Fei Yun, who will play in the next round of the tiebreaker, there is a risk of defeat.

"A strategic retreat, a loss followed by a victory, luring the enemy deep into our territory, and using the time available for the next revival match to feign the recovery of some spiritual energy."

Zhao Wuji's heart stirred, and he looked at Wu Fusheng, who was cowering and guarding the opposite side.

He immediately pretended to control his sword, but suddenly his sword momentum faltered. He pretended to be outmatched, his face turned slightly pale, and he raised his hand in a bow and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wu's Taoist magic is profound and unfathomable. I admit my inferiority and concede defeat in this round."

After saying that, he put away the Frost Soul Flying Sword and stepped down from the dueling platform.

The deacons in the arena were immediately taken aback.

Wu Fusheng, who was on high alert and guarding the field, was stunned and stared in disbelief at Zhao Wuji's departing figure.

He won?
The disciples in green and blue robes on the surrounding stands were also astonished and in an uproar.

At first, they were surprised and doubtful, thinking that Wu Fusheng really knew some kind of unseen and profound magic to hurt people. After realizing what was going on, they were all at a loss for words.

This Junior Brother Zhao is completely unpredictable! He said Wu Fusheng's Taoist skills were profound and that he was inferior to him. Isn't that just mocking the other party for his cowardly fighting style?

But they haven't had enough yet.

The battles were over in a single sword strike just now. I was wondering if Junior Brother Zhao would need to use a few more sword strikes to finish off Wu Fusheng, who was defending so fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji, who was full of momentum, directly admitted defeat.

Wu Fusheng actually won; this was no ordinary Wu Fusheng, it was simply a stroke of good fortune.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you're really mischievous..." Li Shiyu covered her mouth and smiled, but her heart was pounding like thunder and lightning.

"That bastard!! He actually admitted defeat?"

Fei Yun's face was gloomy.

He was still waiting for Wu Fusheng to help him wear down Zhao Wuji with a few more sword strikes, but in the end, he didn't even manage to wear him down with a single sword strike.

This may seem like a victory, but in reality it was a complete defeat.

Even if Zhao Wuji lost one match, he still won two, so their side is still at a disadvantage.

"Wait... His swordplay was sluggish just now, and his face turned pale. Could it be that his magic power is already running low?"

Fei Yun suddenly realized this, his eyes lit up, and he quickly called Wu Fusheng off the stage so he could go on stage and continue the challenge.

"This lad... he even managed to outmaneuver me!"

Yan Lan stared at Zhao Wuji's retreating figure, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

This move completely disrupted her plans, turning the tables on her and revealing her sharp edge in a single retreat.

It even stirred a strange sense of admiration and envy in her.

This junior sister Hua is truly blessed; she managed to find such a treasure after just one trip to the mortal world.

pity……

She was quite annoyed and looked at the disciples who had been defeated, especially Wu Fusheng, who had won a match for free and was still smug about it. She was furious.

Useless stuff!

She snorted coldly, a red glint flashing in her eyes, and stared at Fei Yun, who was about to enter the arena. "Go on stage quickly. Don't give him time to recover his spiritual power. Use the Flaming Sun Wheel to severely injure him and cripple him."

She'd seen plenty of geniuses; they all started off brimming with confidence. This Zhao Wuji, however, didn't have the right to be so confident in front of her.
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