Offering my divine power to break my karma

Just when everyone was worried about Changsheng, to everyone's surprise, just when Changsheng's cultivation level fluctuated greatly, Ling's cold voice sounded faintly:

"You break through first."

Changsheng: “?”

what?

Onlookers: "?"

ha?

Ignoring the other people's shocked expressions, Zero walked directly to the corner of the ring and sat down. It was obvious that Zero chose to let Changsheng break through first.

Seeing this, not only were the disciples and elders below the stage and on the high building shocked and bewildered, even Changsheng on the stage was surprised for a moment.

Changsheng looked up and met Ling's indifferent gaze, and his eyes paused.

After a moment, Changsheng also smiled calmly and said silently, "Thank you."

Receiving Changsheng's silent thanks, Ling nodded lightly, then closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Changsheng on the opposite side saw this and stopped hesitating. After setting up a spirit gathering array around himself, he began to concentrate on breaking through to the great perfection of foundation building.

On the stage, one person was breaking through while another was meditating. The scene was very harmonious, while the audience below the stage all had strange expressions.

Hey, hey, hey, you guys are so harmonious that we, the onlookers, feel like we are watching a fake duel.

Why don't you two understand first that this is a sect competition, not some friendly match between two people.

You are competing for the first place in the sect competition. This is a serious and important matter, ok!

The elders on the high building looked at the situation on the arena with surprise on their faces.

In previous sect competitions, it was not uncommon for cultivators to have breakthroughs during the fight, but when this happened, the opponents would knock the cultivators who were in the breakthrough state and whose cultivation was unstable off the stage.

How could he be like Zero, so confident as to allow the opponent to break through?

Although both of them are in the late stage of foundation building, it is obvious that Ling is slightly better than Changsheng.

But when Changsheng really breaks through to the great perfection of foundation building, it is not certain whether Ling can still defeat Changsheng.

Several great elders could not help but turn their heads and look at Qingyu who was sitting by the window, wanting to see what Venerable Qingyu thought of the behavior of his third disciple?

Qingyu: "..."

What could Qingyu think? What else could he do except watch?

Moreover, Qingyu didn’t think there was anything wrong with what his three disciples did?

Anyway, we have reached the finals, and we can enter the Secret Realm of Floating Life whether we win or not.

In that case, what's the point of just defeating a group of weaklings? Since you've already taken action, why not challenge the strong and find your own limits?

Defeating the weak only proves that you have won, while challenging the strong and defeating them is the real progress and becoming stronger.

Cultivating immortals is against the will of heaven. Not only do cultivators have to fight against people, they also have to fight against heaven. How can a temporary win or loss be compared with truly becoming stronger?

Although he had wild thoughts in his mind, Qingyu remained calm and cold on the surface. Facing the inquiring gazes of several great elders, he just nodded calmly at them and continued to drink tea and watch the show.

Several great elders: "..."

Haha, you are really calm.

Seeing that even their master, Venerable Qingyu, was so calm, the elders stopped hesitating and waited patiently for Changsheng to break through.

They wanted to see what kind of ability the third disciple of Venerable Qingyu had. How could he be so bold?

No matter how the disciples and elders below the arena and on the high building complained, Ling and Changsheng on the arena were meditating peacefully or making breakthroughs, and were not affected by the outside discussions at all.

This harmonious yet strange atmosphere lasted for an hour, and Changsheng's cultivation was successfully stabilized at the great perfection of foundation building.

Changsheng opened his eyes and looked at Ling who also opened his eyes. Changsheng was the first to show a friendly smile, then stood up and bowed to Ling:

"Thank you very much. Regardless of whether we win or lose this battle, I owe you a favor, Daoist Brother Murong."

Changsheng looked at Ling and spoke sincerely.

"Okay. Since you have successfully broken through, let's continue fighting."

Ling readily accepted the favor, and the two of them didn't waste any more time.

Ling directly summoned out the Aoxue Spear and looked at Changsheng with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Facing Ling's eyes full of fighting spirit, Changsheng stopped talking and summoned his spirit sword, and the two began fighting again.

Hearing that there was finally movement on Arena No. 1, the monks who had dispersed immediately called their friends to gather together again.

The monks were all very curious. The two men were originally equally powerful. After one of them broke through, how likely was the other to win?

The cultivators who had gathered around him thought that Ling had let Changsheng break through so easily before continuing the fight, and that it must be because Ling was confident that he could defeat Changsheng, who had reached the great perfection of the foundation building stage.

The result was shocking. As soon as the fight started, Ling was at a disadvantage. It was no longer like before where the two of them could fight back and forth.

Seeing the unexpected but reasonable situation on the stage, the surrounding monks looked at Ling with meaningful eyes.

Many monks showed expressions of disapproval on their faces, as well as various expressions of "See, I guessed it would be like this", etc.

Of course, there were also those who were worried about Zero. For example, Lu Jiayao, whose eyes were filled with worry and whose facial features were almost all worried.

Seeing this, the elders on the high floor showed some disapproval on their faces. They all felt that Ling was a little too arrogant.

He could obviously win the game directly and take the first place in the foundation-building competition, but this person insisted on letting his opponent break through.

It would be fine if I could beat my opponent after he broke through, but now my opponent has successfully broken through, while I am at a disadvantage.

Oh, this is really...

Several great elders appeared worried on the surface, but they were actually complaining madly in their hearts.

The Great Elder of the Tianji Sect turned around and looked at Qingyu without giving up, thinking that given the situation, this venerable should have some reaction.

As a result, the Grand Elder of Tianji Sect turned around and saw the smile on Qingyu's mouth.

The great elder of Tianji Sect: "?"

Laughed?

Did he laugh?

He actually laughed!

In this situation, he can still laugh? !

The Grand Elder of the Tianji Sect was filled with confusion and puzzlement, and he seemed to be wondering if he had not seen the situation on Arena No. 1 clearly.

So, the Grand Elder of Tianji Sect turned around again and looked at Arena No. 1 seriously.

Oh, this, I was not seeing things, it was indeed Master Qingyu’s third disciple Murong Ling who was at a disadvantage.

So, what on earth was this venerable laughing at? Was he laughing at his disciple's self-righteousness? Was the relationship between the master and the disciple so bad?

The Grand Elder of the Tianji Sect was puzzled, the Grand Elder of the Tianji Sect was confused, the Grand Elder of the Tianji Sect was greatly shocked because of his excessive imagination.

However, as time went on, the confused look of the Tianji Sect's Grand Elder slowly turned into shock, and finally into doubt about his life.

On the No. 1 arena, Ling, who was at a disadvantage just now, has gradually been able to fight back and forth with Changsheng, who has reached the great perfection of foundation building.

After a while, not only was Ling able to fight Changsheng back and forth, but her already ferocious and powerful spear skills became even more powerful than before.

The Aoxue Spear was drawn out and retracted with the force of thunder, and the movements were even more crisp and decisive.

In an instant, the gap between the two of them caused by the breakthrough in Changsheng's cultivation was slowly narrowed with the swing and slash of the Aoxue Spear, and the two of them were once again in a situation where whoever had more spiritual energy reserves would have the chance of winning.

The great elder of the Tianji Sect raised his chin with his hands and looked into Qingyu's eyes with even more admiration than before.

As expected of him, he is the disciple of Venerable Qingyu. His strength is unknown, but he becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. He is exactly the same as Venerable Qingyu back then.