Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Bingyao's thrilling battle had just ended, and the audience's attention had not yet completely withdrawn from the breathtaking excitement, when Lin Xiao from Qingmu City and Li Tao from Huanhai City both stepped onto the magnificent and huge arena with firm steps.

Lin Xiao, dressed in a turquoise robe, stood tall and proud like a pine tree. His handsome face shone with an expression of unwavering determination, his clear eyes ablaze with a fiery determination to fight. He gripped the Qingmu sword tightly in his hand. The green light on the blade flickered like the breath of life, as if to speak of endless vitality and power.

Li Tao, clad in a gorgeous sea-blue garb, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, danced like a god emerging from the depths of the boundless ocean. The Hailan Sword in his hand shimmered with light, its gleaming brilliance seeming to embody the unfathomable power of the ocean, inspiring awe.

The bell for the game rang crisply, like a flash of lightning that broke through the silence, instantly igniting the flames of war.

Li Tao launched the attack first, his eyes wide as if threatening to burst from their sockets. He shouted, "Sea Waves!" With a fierce swing of the Sea Wave Sword, he unleashed immense spiritual power like a wild horse unleashed, transforming into cascading, surging waves. The waves reached several feet high, their momentum as imposing as a galloping horse, sweeping towards Lin Xiao with overwhelming force. Wherever the waves passed, the air was violently compressed, emitting a deafening roar, as if the entire world were trembling under the impact of the waves.

Lin Xiao faced this ferocious onslaught with composure and composure. His steps were as light as the wind, his form like a butterfly dancing among flowers, graceful and agile, skillfully weaving through the surging waves. He gently swung the Qingmu sword in his hand, each stroke sending up streaks of green light, like brilliant meteors streaking across the night sky. The water droplets approaching him were deflected by the impact of this green light, scattering in all directions. Lin Xiao nimbly dodged the impact of the waves, his eyes keenly observing the rhythm of Li Tao's attacks. He whispered, "Qingmu Move!" His voice, though soft, held a firm conviction and immense strength.

Seeing his first attack fail, Li Tao suddenly reversed his sword's momentum, his movements as swift as thunder. He shouted again, "Hai Lan Vortex!" With unstoppable momentum, the Hai Lan Sword plunged into the ground. The powerful force of the water instantly formed a massive vortex in the center of the arena. The vortex spun at a dizzying speed, generating an extremely powerful suction force that seemed to relentlessly draw everything around it in.

Lin Xiao's brows furrowed slightly, forming a faint "川" (Chuan) character. He clearly felt the suffocatingly powerful suction. Yet, he remained unfazed. He gripped the Qingmu Sword even tighter, as if the sword had become one with his body. He poured his spiritual energy into it continuously, and the Qingmu Sword suddenly glowed brightly, like a shining green sun. "Qingmu, take root!" With a low cry, countless thick Qingmu roots instantly burst forth from beneath his feet like bamboo shoots. These roots were incredibly resilient, as if cast from steel, and without hesitation, they dug deep into the hard ground of the arena. They intertwined, forming an unbreakable network, clinging to the ground with a firm grip, successfully resisting the vortex's immense suction.

Seeing this, Li Tao's eyes grew fiercer, like two razor-sharp swords, seemingly piercing everything before him. He gripped the Hailan Sword tightly with both hands, the veins in his arms bulging like serpentine earthworms. He poured all his spiritual energy into it without reservation and roared once more: "Hailan Storm!" An extremely violent water storm instantly erupted from the Hailan Sword. Within this storm, countless razor-sharp water blades whistled towards Lin Xiao, emitting a sharp, piercing sound as they pierced the air. The entire arena was instantly filled with vapor, a vast expanse of white. Vision became extremely blurry, as if one were immersed in a world of chaos.

Lin Xiao was at the heart of the storm, the pressure suddenly multiplying, as if an invisible mountain were bearing down on him. But he didn't flinch. Instead, a gleam of unwavering determination flashed in his eyes, like a star in the darkness, radiant and dazzling. He raised the Qingmu Sword with both hands. The green light on the blade grew increasingly intense, as if to dispel the surrounding darkness. "The Qingmu is towering!" he shouted, his voice resonating like a resounding bell, stirring the heart. A massive Qingmu phantom rose from the sword, its branches lush and leaves thick, its trunk as thick as a thousand-year-old tree, tightly protecting Lin Xiao within. The sharp water blades struck the Qingmu phantom, making a dense "ding-dang-dang" sound, like a torrential rain hitting a window. However, no matter how fierce the water blades, they could not penetrate the Qingmu phantom's sturdy defense.

By this time, both of them had consumed a great deal of spiritual energy, and beads of sweat covered their foreheads, as clear and glittering as dewdrops on lotus leaves in the early morning. Their breathing also became rapid, as if a bellows were straining, and each breath seemed heavy and difficult.

Li Tao gritted his teeth and persevered, knowing full well that he couldn't afford to give Lin Xiao even a moment's respite, or the situation could reverse in an instant. He unleashed his ultimate move once more, his voice hoarse from the exertion: "Hai Lan Seal!" A beam of blue light shot out from the Hai Lan Sword like lightning, its speed blinding the eyes. The power contained within this light was so immense that it seemed to be able to imprison everything in the world. If it struck Lin Xiao, it would block his movements, leaving him in a desperate situation.

At this crucial moment, Lin Xiao keenly sensed the approaching danger. His muscles instantly tensed, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to burst forth at any moment. A flicker of determination flashed in his eyes, a desperate resolve. He forcibly channeled the remaining spiritual energy within him, his voice brimming with unyielding resolve: "Qingmu, break the ban!" The green light on the Qingmu sword instantly condensed into a sharp blade, and without hesitation, it fiercely collided with the blue light. For a moment, the light shone in all directions, like two stars colliding violently in the air. The powerful impact caused both men to involuntarily step back, leaving deep footprints on the ground beneath their feet.

After this round of fierce confrontation, both of them temporarily stopped attacking and took a break, taking the opportunity to adjust their breathing and spiritual power, trying to recover some physical strength and combat effectiveness.

Li Tao panted heavily, his chest heaving violently, each breath weighing heavily on his fatigue. Yet, his eyes remained brimming with fighting spirit, the burning flame showing no sign of extinguishing. He raised the Hailan Sword once again, his arm trembling slightly, yet remaining resolute and powerful. "Hailan Thousand Layers of Waves!" This time, countless waves surged from the Hailan Sword, one after another, like an endless mountain range, surging towards Lin Xiao. The waves grew even more powerful, seemingly threatening to completely submerge the entire arena.

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, trying to steady his breathing. "Qingmu Yulang!" The Qingmu Sword danced rapidly before him, so fast that only green afterimages remained. Instantly, a green barrier formed, attempting to resist the impact of the waves.

The waves continuously crashed against the green barrier, creating a tremendous roar, like thunder exploding in his ears. Lin Xiao's arms were numb from the shock, as if countless ants were gnawing at his muscles, but he still gritted his teeth, tightly gripping the Qingmu Sword, and persisted in preventing the barrier from breaking.

While Lin Xiao was trying to resist the waves, Li Tao suddenly changed the direction of his attack, attempting to catch Lin Xiao off guard. "Hai Lan Pierce!" A sharp jet of water shot towards Lin Xiao from the side at lightning speed.

Lin Xiao reacted quickly, his body flashing sideways like lightning, his movements clean and neat. "Green wood entanglement!" Several green wood roots instantly shot out from the ground, like nimble snakes, trying to wrap around Li Tao.

Li Tao dodged nimbly by jumping with a nimble body, "The sea waves are broken!" He swung his sword to cut off the roots of the green wood, his movements done in one go without any delay.

At this time, the physical and spiritual strength of both of them had reached their limits, and every attack seemed extremely difficult, as if they were struggling on the edge of a cliff.

Lin Xiao knew they couldn't continue in this stalemate. A decisive moment was necessary, or both would be defeated by exhaustion. A glint of determination flashed in his eyes, a reckless resolve. "Qingmu, unite as one. The sword shatters the heavens!" He poured all his remaining spiritual energy into the Qingmu Sword without reservation. The Qingmu Sword shone brightly, as dazzling as the sun, transforming into a massive green blade of light that slashed towards Li Tao with the force of a thunderbolt. The power contained in this sword light seemed to be able to rend the sky and destroy everything.

Li Tao was not willing to be outdone. There was an unyielding fire burning in his eyes, "Hai Lan is invincible, his sword can conquer mountains and rivers!" The light from the Hai Lan sword shone brightly, like a falling star, and met the sword light of Lin Xiao.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the light was so dazzling that people could not look directly at it, as if the whole world was swallowed up by the light at this moment.

As the light gradually faded, Li Tao was seen kneeling on one knee, the Hailan Sword stuck in the ground, supporting his shaky body. Lin Xiao stood still, his body swaying slightly, like a candle in the wind, but he held the Qingmu Sword tightly in his hand, never relaxing.

The referee walked onto the stage and announced in a resounding voice, "Lin Xiao wins!"

The entire audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers, like surging waves, one after another. Lin Xiao wearily bowed slightly to the audience, then trudged off the stage.

"This person will probably stop at the top 32. The wood element is at a great disadvantage." Mo Dao Gu couldn't help but sigh. Fate is sometimes quite magical. One's birth determines one's future height.