The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 201 Kicked into the iron plate

"—Sword—roar—break—!"

With a roar, sword energy surged and billowed, drawing in the surrounding air currents. Seeing the even more terrifying power of Gu Chen's attack, the green-clad woman's pupils constricted, while all the disciples wore strange expressions.

"Feng Yuqing wins!"

The old man with the beard and hair landed in front of the woman in green. He couldn't stand it any longer. He quickly waved his hand and easily deflected the simple man's attack. Then, with a black line on his face, he announced the final result of the match.

"Second Elder... I haven't lost yet!" Gu Chen suppressed his anger and protested to the bearded old man, his face even more unpleasant than a bitter gourd.

If it were changed to
A tenth-level elder dared to do this.
He's probably about to start cursing!

"You're out!" After uttering these words, the old man with the beard and hair didn't care about the other party's reaction, and together with the woman in green, they jumped off the dueling platform.

"Uh...!" Gu Chen was slightly stunned at first, then looked down and saw that he was floating in the void outside the dueling platform. He was immediately embarrassed and angry, and quickly turned into a stream of light and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Sect Master, Miss Yuqing is truly gifted!" Seeing that the woman in green had finally defeated her opponent with strategy, the kind-faced old man couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and smile at the man in the purple-gold crown.

In Elder Liu Yidao's opinion, although Feng Yuqing and Gu Chen are both at the tenth level of cultivation, her foundation is unstable, and it will probably be very difficult for her to defeat Gu Chen.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yuqing was so clever that he used words to distract the other party while secretly making plans.

"Elder Liu, you flatter me! It's just a pity that this girl has such a quirky personality..." The Jade Purity Sect Master smiled slightly, but didn't finish his sentence. He sighed inwardly, "I'm afraid she won't be able to grace any formal occasion in the future!"

"Miss is still young, and has plenty of time! Some things are... inevitable!" Upon hearing this, the kind-faced old man could sense Feng Tianjue's feelings, so he sent a word of comfort via telepathy and then fell silent.

"Junior Sister Yuqing, congratulations!" As soon as she landed, several core disciples at the tenth level who were sitting on the futon waiting for battle all spoke up to express their congratulations to the woman in green.

"Thank you, fellow disciples!"

Facing the core disciple who floated forward, Feng Yuqing returned the greeting warmly while glancing smugly at the white-skirted woman standing three futons away from her side.

Should I go or not?
The woman in the white dress's eyes flickered. Deep down, Leng Ningshuang was happy for Feng Yuqing's victory in the first round. However, Leng Ningshuang felt something was subtly preventing her from offering her congratulations.

"Next match: Su Ying versus Bai Jie!"

Just as Leng Ningshuang was hesitating and her mood was becoming increasingly conflicted, the old man with beard and hair suddenly raised his voice and shouted, which startled everyone but also relieved her.

Fine, I won't go!
Since it is fate, what is there to worry about?
"Senior Sister Leng, one day I will definitely defeat you!"

The core disciples surrounding her dispersed, and the woman in green suddenly turned her head and silently stared at the woman in white who was looking at the dueling platform. She made a bold decision with unusual determination in her heart.

Geniuses all have their own pride, and only an even more outstanding genius can win their heartfelt admiration!

Become stronger!

To defeat someone, that word...

It appeared for the first time in Feng Yuqing's dictionary.

Although Feng Yuqing is sometimes willful, she is not stubborn. Even if she desperately wants to defeat Leng Ningshuang to prove herself, she will choose to settle for second best when things are not going to work out.

Therefore, Feng Yuqing's goal this time is very clear: to defeat all the core disciples in the middle stage of the tenth level by any means necessary!

"Extremely clever!" The man in purple on the VIP side exclaimed in astonishment, snapping out of his reverie. In Feng Ling's opinion, Feng Yuqing's cunning was frighteningly numerous; who knew, she might actually succeed...

"This Gu Chen is really interesting. Could it be that he resents my close relationship with Yu Qing, which has caused them to drift apart?"

Glancing sideways, Feng Ling saw the simple-looking man sitting behind the black-robed old man to his left, occasionally casting a chilling, intimidating gaze at him with a gloomy expression. He couldn't help but sneer and shake his head inwardly.

"You ignorant fool!" Seeing the purple-clad man turn his head and curl his lips indifferently, Gu Chen's anger surged up.

"Junior Sister Bai Jie, bring it on!"

"Senior Sister Su Ying, you'd better be careful!"

After the two female core disciples, both at the early stage of the tenth level, stepped onto the dueling platform, they exchanged polite greetings with clasped hands, and then simultaneously roared and launched a fierce attack with their swords at lightning speed.

"Boom—!" The dueling platform, billowing with smoke and dust, shook violently, and streaks of sharp sword energy shot out in all directions. No one could have imagined that the two seemingly delicate women would both take such a wide and powerful approach.

"boom--!"

The two women exuded a masculine aura that was no less impressive than that of men, causing the hundreds of inner disciples present, whose eyes were twitching, to feel their hearts pound.

"Hiss! This... this... who would dare to marry her!?"

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt their mouths go dry. They swallowed hard, held their breath, and stared wide-eyed at the mercilessly ravaged dueling arena.

"Rules are written by the strong!"

The man in purple stared blankly down below, his mind elsewhere. At this moment, apart from the defeated Gu Chen and Hu Ye, ten core disciples remained outside the dueling arena.

Unlike the inner disciples' competitions which involve multiple rounds, for each core disciple at the early stage of a realm, losing just one match means losing everything!

Cruel? Yes, it is...

But can someone in the early stages of the tenth reincarnation compare to those in the later stages?

The Jade Purity Sect's higher-ups predicted that the champion would be either Wu Ye or Xiang Qiubai; Leng Ningshuang and Li Tian would compete for third place; and the other core disciples would just be going through the motions!
This is exactly the case...

Time ticked by, and streaks of light frequently detached from the prayer mats below the dueling arena, the competition continuing in full swing...

"suddenly--!"

A cold wind ruffled his hair as the purple-clad man seated in the VIP section slowly entered a meditative state. It's hard to believe, but someone could enter meditation with their eyes open.

……

"Feng Yuqing wins!"

After an unknown amount of time, as a whip wreathed in red light was slowly withdrawn from the hand of the red-faced woman in green, the old man with beard and hair immediately raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and announced the result.

Immediately following this, led by the man in the purple and gold crown, everyone sitting in the VIP seats stood up.

Immediately, Feng Tianjue nodded to the old man with the beard and hair, "Second Elder, you've worked hard! Let's end the match here for today!"

"Elders, please depart first. The remaining core disciples and inner disciples, please leave safely in order..."

After nodding to the bearded elder, the Jade Purity Sect Master didn't say much. He looked around, turned to give instructions to everyone, and then, surrounded by the elders, strode away.

After leaving the dueling arena, the high-ranking members of the Jade Purity Sect split into three camps.

"Sect Master, we are leaving now! Elder Liu, please wait!" The elders from the West Bank, led by the white-haired elder, first bowed to the man in the purple-gold crown. After seeing him nod, they bid farewell to the other elders. "Grand Elder, your old injuries have not yet healed, please go quickly!"

Feng Tianjue revealed a gentle smile. The dueling arena was located on the north side of the Yuqing Mountains. Not only were the elders on the east and west banks on different routes, but even the elders of the temple were on different routes.

Because the Offering Hall is located further north of the dueling arena, together with the newly established Dharma Protector Pavilion, it firmly guards the forbidden deep mountain area of ​​the Jade Purity Sect.

"Sect Master, Elders, and Venerable Ones, please take your time...!"

A frosty mountain wind howled gently, and the kind-faced old man who went out to see guests off raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Whoosh, whoosh whoosh—!"

Then, the elders summoned their magical treasures, which transformed into colorful streams of light that shot out in all directions.

"Elder Liu, we'll take our leave now!"

The moment the Jade Purity Sect's high-ranking members left, the core disciples began to emerge from the dueling arena. Immediately afterward, the purple-robed man frowned and exchanged a glance with the plain-looking man; both spoke almost simultaneously.

"Alright! Take care!" The kind-faced old man raised his eyebrows and gave a meaningful glance to the purple-clad man who was clasping his hands in greeting along with the others.

"We disciples are terrified!" Upon hearing the kind-faced elder speak like this, all the eighth and ninth-rank core disciples present, as well as the six tenth-rank core disciples, were startled and secretly wondered what his intention was in saying this.

"Go, go!"

Seeing the surprised and uncertain looks in the eyes of the core disciples present, Liu Yidao waved his hand helplessly at everyone. His words were clearly meant for Feng Ling alone, but everyone misunderstood that the other party was intentionally preventing him from leaving.

"Respected Master...!"

"Qiu Bai, you can go now!"

After Feng Ling and his group left, the remaining core disciples, led by the bearded elder, came out. However, they were impatiently chased away by the kind-faced elder after only exchanging greetings.

"Old Liu...!"

"Second Elder...!"

An aged voice echoed in the misty air, and the dim eyes of the two old men quickly faded, standing facing each other from a distance outside the dueling arena.

As a result, the two elders ignored the inner disciples who bowed and passed by them.

"Whoosh...!"

Suddenly, a cold wind brushed against his cheek, and the kind-faced old man came to his senses and found that the surroundings had suddenly become empty, and there was not a single person in sight.

"Finally, is it about to begin?!" Watching the old man with beard and hair rapidly disappear into the north, Elder Liu Yidao's expression gradually became complicated.

Finally, the kind-faced old man shook his head, sighed, and turned back quickly into the Silver City Wall.

……

A fierce wind howled incessantly in their ears, and a streak of purple light swirled around a silver spear emblazoned with subtle dragon patterns. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that an extraordinary man was rapidly traversing the high-altitude clouds.

"Still not giving up, what a nuisance!"

His long, black hair fluttered in the wind, and the man in purple frowned slightly. Then, a thought struck him, and he suddenly pressed the tip of his spear downwards.

"Whoosh...!"

The clouds in the sky were quickly dispersed. Instead of returning to Qiaojian Peak immediately, Feng Ling swooped down and descended into a quiet courtyard below.

＊Autumn Wind in Anhui＊

A piercing gust of wind howled fiercely, and in just a few breaths, an orange plaque with square characters appeared before the purple-clad man's eyes.

Immediately, Feng Ling flew over the wall from above and landed in the center of the quiet courtyard.

"Sigh, I really can't bear to see this place stained with blood. Well then, let's teach him a lesson this time!"

Looking around quietly, familiar things came into view, and the man in purple felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

"Hmph! I didn't realize you could run so fast!"

Just as Feng Ling was making a decision to spare the other party's life, a highly sarcastic voice entered his ears.

"Whoosh—!" Above the old tree in the middle of the courtyard, an invisible wave of energy began to swirl slightly. The next moment, a simple-looking man with a disdainful expression stepped out from it, revealing his figure out of thin air.

"You—are—Feng—Ling?"

The rumbling sounds of the Dao rolled in.

The surrounding dust and smoke settled down in a soft rustling sound...

After the shockwave dissipated, the dry branches at the top of the old tree swayed slightly. Gu Chen, who had lightly touched the branches with his toes, proudly raised his head and looked down at the purple-clad man below, who seemed to be stunned by fear, with a 45-degree contemptuous gaze.

Little trick!

As Gu Chen deliberately made a small movement, the entire courtyard trembled slightly under the strong sound waves. Feng Ling, however, sneered inwardly.

He was momentarily stunned not because he was shocked by Gu Chen's latest move, but because he was pleasantly surprised by the swirling air wave that had appeared earlier.

Given Gu Chen's cultivation level, it was naturally impossible for him to unleash such miraculous magic. Even Feng Ling, at the legendary level, would find it difficult to do so without activating the "Star Shift" movement technique!
Therefore, Feng Ling concluded that the other party possessed a magical artifact, a rare... spatial magical artifact!

"Yes, yes, my name is Feng Ling!" The man in purple nodded repeatedly in a flustered manner, then looked up at the treetop and revealed a ferocious expression.

Feng Ling quickly shrank to the corner in terror, trembling as he weakly asked, "Senior Brother Gu, what brings you here to see me?"

So cowardly!?

The unassuming man was taken aback by this unexpected turn of events.

Gu Chen was perhaps traumatized by the woman in green, but he suddenly felt that she was exactly like Feng Yuqing!
"I'm coming to take your life!" A sudden gust of wind rose from the treetops. Fearing a trap, Gu Chen, who had abandoned his playful demeanor, roared fiercely.

"Really? Senior Brother Gu... you're standing up there, aren't you afraid the wind will make you bite your tongue!"

Before the lukewarm words had even finished, a sudden "crack!" sound pierced the heart of the simple man from the corner.

"What the hell?!" A bead of cold sweat appeared on Gu Chen's forehead. He had just secretly cried out that something was wrong, and his body trembled. After feeling his body out of control, his heart sank to the bottom!

I watched a movie called "Soulmate," and it felt weird.

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