Master's Chief Disciple

As the exciting competition gradually reached its climax, cheers from the audience rose one after another.

"Tong Huixian, level one in the body realm, versus Liu Qian'an, level three in the shadow realm"

Everyone outside the arena: "Oh my god, this Immortal Body Realm, this Shadow Realm will definitely lose."

"Why is this arranged like this?"

"That's not necessarily true. Having a high level doesn't mean you will lose."

"Come on, Tong Hui."

"Liu Qian'an, hold on, I'm counting on you."

The woman in white, Tong Hui, challenged: "Qian, admit defeat, you are no match for me."

The blue-clothed woman, Liu Qian'an, sneered and replied, "How can you know your own strength if you don't try it?"

Suddenly a red whip hit the woman in white, but she dodged to the left.

Then he turned his right hand and was about to stab the sword towards the opposite side. The woman in green jumped and stepped on the sword. She swung the whip in her hand and muttered something. Then the whip was instantly wrapped in flames.

Seeing this, the opponent placed his left hand on his chest, muttered something, and quickly struck out with a palm, and the whip was instantly frozen.

The woman in green frowned, and a ball of fire suddenly lit up in her right hand holding the whip. Then she rolled over and put some distance between herself and the other person.

"Try this." After raising the whip, he kept waving it and suddenly a series of red flaming blades hit the opponent, who dodged the attacks one by one.

But who knew that a sentence would suddenly ring out: "A high level does not mean that your tactics are also high."

By the time Tong Hui reacted, it was too late. Liu Qian'an's left hand was filled with a red flame, and he put the whip on her neck and said calmly, "You lose."

The other party collapsed to the ground.

There was a burst of surprise and discussion outside the venue.

"Liu Qi'an wins. The next match is Bai Qige, the third level of Purple Soul Realm, against Yu Qiantang, the first level of Immortal Shadow Realm."

After Mu Huayan finished speaking, she walked over to Feng Yichen, who was sitting beside him sipping tea, and whispered to him, "These two people are at a high level and their skills should not be bad either. I think they can be recruited and trained intensively."

Feng Yichen replied leisurely: "Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

At this moment, there were several colorful shadows swaying on the left side of the balcony.

Mu Huayan noticed the commotion over there and knew that Wen Qi and his gang must be late, so she walked over and scolded him, "What time is it that you just came? You think it's not dazzling enough, right?" After saying that, she glanced outside the venue.

The audience outside the venue were all attracted by the movement here. After hearing this, several people sat down.

The woman looked around and asked, "Why are you the only ones here? Where are Mu Xi and the others?"

The men looked at each other and then shrugged, "I haven't seen them since we parted at the pavilion."

Mu Huayan held her forehead helplessly, then sent a voice message to Mu Xi and his group and said sternly: "Do you want to give up the competition? I haven't seen you guys arrive yet."

Only a few panicked voices were heard: "Ah, we, we will be there right away."

Seeing this, several men acted obediently, fearing that Mu Huayan would turn around and teach them a lesson.

"You..." Before Mu Huayan could finish her words, she turned around and several men stood up in unison.

He sneered, "Why are you all standing there?"

Several people laughed awkwardly, "Senior Sister, we want to stand for a while."

"Everyone, sit down. The competition is about to begin. Watch carefully."

At this time, Wen Qi whispered something, "This senior sister's aura can crush me, huh."

"By the way, what realm is our senior sister at?" Qi Xi looked at everyone and asked.

"According to my estimation, he is at least at the third level of the Golden Body Realm."

"No, no, I, Mo Qi, think she is at least at the first level of the Golden Soul Realm." The voice sounded lazy.

Han Qixi said excitedly, "Stop talking, the fight has started. That guy looks so familiar, I seem to have seen him somewhere before. Look at that man wearing a red crabapple satin robe with cloud patterns and wide sleeves."

Upon closer inspection: he had a black girdle and a thin blue belt around his slender waist, with an emerald green waist pendant hanging on it, and his brown hair was neatly draped behind his back without any accessories. What a fair and handsome man.

"He, isn't he that Bai Qige?" After thinking for a while, Wen Qi clapped his hands and said, "His name is Bai Qige! We met several times in Molin Town before. Have you forgotten?"

A few months ago, we fought together for the cultivator there, but at that time he was just a casual cultivator, and we recommended him to join our sect, but we didn't expect him to actually come."

Gao Jue fanned the jade fan in his hand, "Look at Yu Qiantang, he has actually cultivated to the first level of the Immortal Shadow Realm. It will be difficult to determine the winner in this duel."

Mo Qi glanced at the two people in the audience, "They should be tied, although the third level of the Purple Soul Realm is far inferior to the first level of the Immortal Shadow Realm,

However, neither of them had an advantage in terms of strength or skills. The only decisive factor was their spiritual power.

Whoever runs out of energy first will be defeated, so the final result is most likely to be a draw!"

Wen Qi smiled and said, "Then let us look forward to it."

The two opponents stood motionless on the competition field, seemingly thinking about how to defeat each other.

Yu Qiantang, who was standing opposite the man in red, thought to himself, "Who is this guy? I have never seen him before and I don't know him at all, not to mention that he is my opponent right now. I have to hold back, but seeing that he is standing there without making a move, he must be at the third level of the Purple Soul Realm, right? No, I can't be too passive. I have to strike first!"

After a moment, Yu Qiantang said loudly: "Hey, the guy on the opposite side is called Bai Qige. I haven't seen you before. You just entered the sect not long ago, right? Why don't you take action first?"

The night wind was blowing wantonly. She was wearing a blue satin robe with narrow sleeves. The collar was open, revealing her snow-white neck and chest. Her slender waist was tied with a blue waistband and a light blue belt with a tasseled bell hanging on it. Her handsome face had a pair of blue eyes.

After hearing this, Bai Qige laughed at himself: "I just came to the sect and I have encountered a strong opponent. Haha, I am really lucky. Brother, please go easy on me later."

The disciples outside the field were not calm and complained, "Why don't you fight? How long do you have to wait?"

"You don't understand. They are testing each other."

After the two sides were deadlocked for a long time, Yu Qiantang spoke up, "Junior brother, we can't go on like this, why don't we attack together?"

The other party snorted coldly, "Then be careful, brother, the sword has no eyes!"

"Well, thank you for the reminder, Junior Brother. Then Junior Brother, you can see my moves clearly."

The silver sword in Bai Qige's right hand shook, and a lavender light lingered on the sword. This person was practicing lightning magic, but his skills were most likely not lightning magic!

Seeing that Yu Qiantang was only concerned with waving the fan in his hand, he secretly moved his left hand to the side to gather strength.

Suddenly, the air around became extremely cold. This was the coldness emitted by the fan in Yu Qiantang's hand, and not just the fan!

You can see there is a faint white chill all over his body. Wow, the ground is frozen. This is the Bingpo Han Jue technique!

Gao Jue on the stage stared at Yu Qiantang below the stage with a puzzled look. After a while, he stood up and said in surprise: "This is Bingpo Han Jue! This guy actually practiced it to the second level."

The rest of the people were stunned after hearing this.

Han Qixi was curious, "Looking at your expression, is this technique very powerful?"

Wen Qi also asked him with great interest: "Hey, tell me about this technique, it looks very powerful."

"I'm ashamed to say this. This technique is particularly powerful when used with a fan. We rarely use fans as weapons to fight the enemy in close combat unless we have no choice.

Generally, we attack from a distance, either by using magic or by attaching hidden weapons to our own fans. Hidden weapons can be virtual or physical.

If my analysis is correct, given his calm personality, he has definitely prepared both!

After finishing speaking, he laughed at himself, "Oh, I was planning to practice this Ice Soul Cold Art, but I have never been able to comprehend the secret. I didn't expect to see it at the competition today.

This Ice Soul Cold Art can keep the enemy at a certain distance from yourself. If the enemy insists on getting close, he will be frozen instantly and unable to move. Of course, even if he doesn't get close, there will be a biting cold air floating around to distract the enemy.

He practices ice magic so it doesn't consume too much spiritual energy. How will Bai Qige respond? This is going to be interesting."

Han Qixi blinked a few times and pointed at Bai Qige, "I know how he will respond! Look at his left hand. These two are old foxes, so treacherous!"

The female disciples outside the venue all hugged each other and said, "It's so cold. What kind of skill is this? It's so cold that I'm shivering."

Bai Qige complained: "Brother, your skills are not good. They have been leaked. Look, the sisters outside the venue are shivering with cold."

The two people circled back and forth and looked at each other.

"That means my skills are amazing. They can even impress the girls outside the venue. You have a rare chance to stand across from me."

At this moment, Bai Qige thought to himself: "This man's martial arts is indeed wonderful. There is cold air all around. I am afraid that if I get close to him, I will be frozen instantly and unable to move for a short period of time.

I don't plan to attack him at close range before I understand my opponent. I will first throw something to test the strength of his skills, and then find a way to break his skills."

Then he deliberately thrust his sword forward and taunted: "Brother, you want to lure me into a trap, but it depends on who you are with!"

With a swish, several small silver flying swords flew out from his sleeves and attacked him. At the same time, he raised the sword in his right hand and muttered something;

The other party raised his lips, waved the fan in his hand, and several silver ice spikes condensed by magic attacked him;

Sure enough, his guess was confirmed. The dagger that flew out from the sleeve was instantly frozen when it came into contact with the cold air and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Bai Qige swung the sword in his hand twice quickly, and suddenly two crescent-shaped purple flying blades flew towards each other and made a sizzling sound. When the ice spikes hit the flying blades, a sharp friction sound was made, and then it exploded with a bang, and the two men jumped back at the same time.

If someone is quick-witted, he will not miss this excellent opportunity to counterattack.

There was a flash of sword light, and purple lightning flew towards the opponent. Yu Qiantang was not a pushover. Hearing the unusual sound coming towards him, he jumped up and waved the folding fan in his hand, throwing out several green hidden weapons. The lightning struck the barrier with a sizzling sound.

Swish, swish, swish... The hidden weapons made unique crisp sounds, and Bai Qige used his sword to knock the hidden weapons away one by one.

Bai Qige thought to himself: "No, this has been dragging on for too long. I have to break his technique quickly, otherwise I will definitely lose if I continue to waste time."

Then he jumped up and pointed the sword in his hand at Yu Qiantang, "Brother, your reaction and response ability are pretty good. Now I'm going to get serious."

The other party said wildly: "Hahahaha, same here, but you'd better break my technique first, otherwise you will run out of mana and lose!"

"Haha, thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. Two moves will definitely knock you down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to chant: "All methods return to the sword, the sword points to the sky, and five thunders fall." Then, purple lightning fell from the opponent's head!

The opponent dodged the first thunderbolt, and suddenly the second thunderbolt fell from behind him. He turned around and jumped to avoid the attack of the second thunderbolt. This thunderbolt seemed to have consciousness and missed and another one came. The speed of this thunderbolt fell was faster than the previous two. "Oh no, it's too late to dodge. I can only..."

He just waved his left hand and threw a white jade fan shining with white light above his head, muttering something, and a green circular barrier immediately appeared and covered it.

The purple lightning fell and hit the barrier for a moment before dissipating. Looking up, I saw two more purple lightnings falling together. "Although I have broken through the first level of the Immortal Shadow Realm for some time and can barely control this immortal weapon to resist attacks, there are still two purple lightnings... For now, I can only use my magic power on this immortal weapon."

With a sizzling sound, it hit the barrier, making a loud noise and causing thick smoke to rise.

The disciples in the audience shouted: "Wow, this thunder is really powerful. The opponent has a barrier to protect him, so he should be fine."

Everyone is looking forward to the results.

After a while, Bai Qige was seen breathing heavily, and the thick smoke on the opposite side slowly dissipated. Yu Qiantang almost couldn't stand with his left hand covering his chest. The Taoist weapon in his right hand turned into the immortal weapon that he had just used to resist the attack!

Mo Qi on the high platform teased: "Yu Qiantang forced his magic weapon to resist the opponent's attack. This round has consumed a lot of spiritual power. I'm afraid that the Ice Soul Cold Art will not be stable. If he had seized the opportunity to attack first at the beginning, the situation might have been reversed. But now he can only use all his spiritual power on the full-strength attack."

Bai Qige knew that he couldn't relax at this moment, as his opponent was at the first level of the Immortal Shadow Realm. He then gathered all the spiritual power in his body on the sword and performed a set of sword techniques on the spot. Then, the body of his sword could be seen covered with purple lightning!

That's right, he wants to fight the opponent in close combat.

Bai Qiantang had no time to think and could only rush forward holding the jade fan in his hand. In an instant, the sword hit the jade fan with a clanging sound. After several rounds of fighting from the air to the ground, both sides were exhausted.

Bai Qige knelt on one knee with the sword in his right hand stuck in the ground. It was obvious that he could not hold on any longer and was about to fall down. Yu Qiantang dragged his tired body slowly towards him. He wanted to use flying blade, but the jade fan in his hand disappeared. He stood there, covering his chest with his left hand, and kept gasping for breath.

The disciples in the audience could no longer sit still and asked, "Who won? Is this a draw? Both sides are exhausted.

Some people also applauded and cheered: "Good, this fight is exciting. It makes me very motivated."

Amidst the uproar, a clear and gentle voice rang out: "I declare that there is no winner in this competition. The two sides are tied."