The Wandering Immortal

Chapter 33 The Fighting of Wood-type Female Cultivators is Just Beautiful
The deacon raised his hand, announcing the start of the duel.

Zhao Jian then activated his protective shield, which shone with golden light.

Qinghe did not activate her shield light, but instead kept her eyes fixed on Zhao Jian's figure.

Cultivators at the Qi Refining stage cannot remain airborne for extended periods. Even with some unusual escape techniques, they ultimately rely primarily on movement. Even metal-elemental sword cultivators at the sixth level of Qi Refining cannot break through the air and control their swords; they must still rely on wielding their swords.

These two points are what Jiang Yuan has repeatedly emphasized, and Qing He firmly believes in them.

Zhao Jian struck first, and his first move nearly shattered Qinghe's mental defenses. The flying sword had indeed come from the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Qinghe used the Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Technique to dodge the flying sword, but unexpectedly, the flying sword followed her like a shadow.

Jiang Yuan watched from the sidelines. The flying sword did indeed have some skill, but it didn't seem to be driven by Zhao Jian's own magic power. After that guy summoned the flying sword, there were no further actions. With his level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to have comprehended the Heart Sword Technique. It was probably that the flying sword itself had been enchanted with special spells.

But this level of damage was already fatal enough for Qinghe. Jiang Yuan somewhat regretted encouraging Qinghe to take a gamble. If she lost, he was afraid Zhao Jian wouldn't stop there.

Elder Lu was clearly even more nervous, glancing at Zhao Cangwu out of the corner of his eye, his hatred still burning. He hadn't expected that this fellow would go so far as to use a possession talisman for revenge, which was tantamount to a Foundation Establishment cultivator personally getting involved.

The onlookers had many questions and were all talking at once.

Why isn't this woman activating her protective shield?

"Her cultivation level is lower than her opponent's, and her wood-type defense is countered by the metal-type swordsman. Activating it would be useless and would only waste her mana."

"How can her movement technique be so strange, creating five or six afterimages?"

"It's not some advanced escape technique; rather, it's like a mortal martial art called something like 'Returning Wind and Dancing Willow Sword.'"

"Then she's doomed to lose."

"I don't think so. This woman dares to cross two realms to fight, she must have some tricks up her sleeve."

Qinghe was forced into a panic and had no choice but to summon her alchemy furnace to withstand the fatal blow.

Zhao Cangwu sneered. This old man had only brought out his trump card.

Just as Zhao Jian retrieved his flying sword and prepared to attack again, Qinghe seized the opportunity, her figure darting about even faster than when she had fled for her life.

A handful of talismans were thrown out, and fireballs flew up and down, numbering about twenty or thirty.

Zhao Jian remained calm and unhurried, summoning the jade bracelet magic artifact. A blue light ball appeared around him, and the fireball that hit it disappeared silently, having been swallowed up. Clearly, it was also a Foundation Establishment stage magic artifact.

Zhao Jian was sneering when he suddenly noticed a clump of thorns growing under his feet. Startled, he realized it was too late to take off, so he could only slide to the side, flicking his sword with his right hand to destroy all the thorns.

Having seized the initiative, Qinghe naturally wouldn't stop, continuing to unleash thorns in succession, with five or six clumps rising and falling, until the entire field was covered in thorns.

Zhao Cangwu’s eyes flashed with a cold light. This was a wood-type spell from Qingcheng Mountain.
Zhao Jian had considerable combat experience and knew that although thorns were troublesome, they could not withstand the sword energy. As long as he was not entangled, there was no danger.

Qinghe used the Thorn Technique repeatedly, which obviously consumed too much of her magic power, and her movements gradually slowed down.

Zhao Jian seized the opportunity, gripping his flying sword and slashing. The sword energy emitted by the flying sword extended for more than ten feet, making it even more dangerous than flying on a sword.

Qinghe had no choice but to change her tactics, and suddenly the arena was filled with a shower of flowers.

Without hesitation, Zhao Jian once again summoned the jade bracelet magic weapon for defense.

Qinghe got a chance to catch her breath and quickly stepped aside, swallowing a Qi-restoring pill.

"It's so beautiful to watch female cultivators of the wood element fight."

"What good is being pretty? Her petals have absolutely no killing power."

Zhao Jian then realized he had been tricked. The petals landed on the jade bracelet shield without any reaction, showing that there was no magic power on it at all; it was just an illusion. This little vixen was really slippery.

Qinghe swallowed a Qi-restoring pill and regulated her breathing. Although she was at a disadvantage, she did not show any signs of defeat.

Qinghe moved with unpredictable speed, throwing fireballs at the enemy without restraint, and combined with her thorn spell, creating a rain of flowers. They fought for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Zhao Jian finally saw through his opponent's strength. He only had a pill furnace magic artifact for protection, which made his attacks weak. There was no need to continue at this point, so he suddenly increased his attack speed.

Zhao Cangwu, on the contrary, greatly admired Qinghe and secretly pondered, "If she were at the same level as Zhao Jian, she would probably have won long ago. This old man has indeed taken on a good disciple."

"My grandson is ultimately no match for her. He is two realms higher and has the upper hand. His magical power is twice as strong as hers. If we just keep at this level, his opponent will inevitably run out of magical power and won't be able to recover her energy with Qi-restoring pills. Why be impatient?"

Zhao Jian felt he had victory in his grasp and launched a relentless attack, which Qinghe found difficult to withstand.

The alchemy furnace had blocked several fatal blows, but on the last one, it was knocked to the ground.

Qinghe suddenly lost her protection, and Zhao Jian no longer held back, twirling his sword and charging forward.

In her flustered state, Qinghe used the Rain of Petals technique again. Zhao Jian sneered and forced his way through the falling petals.

The merchants watching the battle, especially some of the female cultivators, all closed their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

When they opened their eyes, they saw Zhao Jian lying twisted on the ground covered with flower petals. What had happened?

Zhao Cangwu slammed his fist on the table and stood up, shouting, "Zhao Jian admits defeat!"

The deacon removed the light barrier, and Zhao Cangwu appeared beside Zhao Jian to check on his injuries.

Qinghe had exhausted her magic power and her face was pale, but she looked at Jiang Yuan and smiled with relief.

Jiang Yuan looked serious and quickly waved his hand, telling Qinghe to leave immediately.

Before Qinghe could react, Zhao Cangwu suddenly stood up and swung his palm, saying, "I will kill you, you Qingcheng demoness."

If a sword cultivator at the Pseudo-Core Formation stage were to attempt to kill a Qi Refining cultivator less than ten feet away, Qinghe would undoubtedly die.

Old Lu underestimated Zhao Cangwu's ruthlessness. Even if he wanted to save his disciple, it was too late!
Qinghe's face turned ashen; only then did she understand what Jiang Yuan's anxious gaze meant.

Jiang Yuan felt as if his heart was being torn apart. Even if he used his soul power to activate the peach wood hairpin, the red thread might be able to imprison Zhao Cangwu's soul, but Qinghe would not be able to dodge that palm strike.

"boom……"

Zhao Cangwu's palm strike actually hit a light screen, causing him to stagger back two steps.

A male cultivator in blue robes descended from the sky, exclaiming, "Elder Zhao, what a display of power!"

Upon recognizing the newcomer, Zhao Cangwu quickly bowed and greeted him, "Elder Chu!"

Old Lu also suppressed his murderous aura, and pulled Qinghe to bow to Elder Chu, saying, "Thank you, Elder Chu, for saving my disciple's life."

"Hmm? This girl is your disciple?"

Old Lu bowed again, "Indeed!"

Jiang Yuan judged that Elder Chu looked to be under thirty, with a dignified appearance and an air of authority, suggesting he was an inner sect elder of Mount Luofu. Judging from how he used a sword aura to repel Zhao Cangwu, his cultivation was at least at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and he was certainly not only thirty years old.

Male cultivators rarely practice techniques to preserve their youth; it's either because their cultivation methods are special or they've consumed some rare and precious treasures.

Elder Chu glanced at Jiang Yuan, seemingly unintentionally, then turned to the steward and said, "Continue with the remaining two matches, but be sure to stop when you've reached your limit."

Then he gave a low shout, "You lot, come with me."

Zhao Cangwu was getting anxious. "I beg Elder Chu to help save my grandson's life. He's been poisoned by this Qingcheng demoness's needles."

“Elder Zhao, I think you haven’t fought against Qingcheng cultivators for many years. This girl’s meager skills are far from Qingcheng’s techniques.”

Elder Chu stormed into the Immortal City Management Office, leaving Zhao Cangwu with no choice but to grab Zhao Jian and keep him by his side. If Elder Chu hadn't intervened, or even if it had been any later, Zhao Jian's life would have been in grave danger.

Elder Lu followed behind with Qinghe.

Jiang Yuan saw this, but knew it wasn't appropriate for him to go in.

Jingxuan was also watching the battle from the sidelines. At this moment, she couldn't say anything. She just walked up to Jiang Yuan, nodded, and then looked at the management office, feeling helpless.

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