Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Jun Luochuan, having successfully advanced to the semi-finals, hadn't even had time to savor the sweet taste of victory when he was suddenly enveloped by the overwhelming challenge of the semi-finals. This time, his opponent was none other than Xiao Yifeng, a legendary disciple of the sect whose name resounded far and wide.

Xiao Yifeng, like a dazzling star, shines with unparalleled brilliance in the vast starry sky of the sect. Although his time in the sect was as short as a fleeting moment, with his amazing talent and obsessive hard work, he rose like a comet, quickly climbing to a peak that everyone could only look up to, becoming an immortal, mythical figure in the sect.

The moment Jun Luochuan learned that his opponent was Xiao Yifeng, his heart was like a calm lake thrown into a still lake, rippled with waves. But his steely will quickly took effect, like a strong spring breeze that instantly dispelled the gloom in his heart. A fierce fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, a spirit as intense and blazing as a burning flame.

"No matter who the opponent is, even if it's the Heavenly King himself, I, Jun Luochuan, will never back down even a step!" He secretly vowed in his heart, and that vow was like a heavy drumstick, striking his heart again and again.

Within the sect, discussions about the upcoming semi-finals are like swirling snowflakes, constantly echoing.

"Xiao Yifeng is a legendary figure in our sect, almost like a god. Jun Luochuan is probably doomed this time, and his chances of survival are slim," someone said worriedly, their tone filled with concern for Jun Luochuan.

"That's not necessarily true! Jun Luochuan has overcome many obstacles to get to where he is now, so he's no ordinary person. He might just be able to create a miracle!" Some people retorted with anticipation, their eyes shining with trust in Jun Luochuan.

Amidst the clamor of discussion, the day of the semi-finals arrived quietly, like a silent black cat.

Jun Luochuan arrived at the arena early, like a general about to go into battle, making his final preparations. His expression was as solemn as a sky covered with dark clouds, and every wrinkle seemed to be etched with deep thought. In his mind, he was constantly devising various possible battle scenarios, like a chess game, his thoughts as complex and varied as drifting willow catkins.

At this moment, Xiao Yifeng appeared on the field like a majestic war god. His posture was as upright as a towering tree, reaching into the clouds; his face was as handsome as the most perfect work of art by a master sculptor, every line just right; his eyes exuded an innate confidence and majesty, as if he could see through everything, making people dare not look him in the eye.

"Jun Luochuan, meeting you in the semi-finals adds a bit of fun to this match," Xiao Yifeng said calmly, his voice like a clear mountain stream, seemingly calm but concealing a surging power.

Jun Luochuan smiled slightly, a smile as warm and firm as a flower blooming in spring. "It is my greatest honor to fight against a legendary figure like you."

The starting bell rang softly, echoing in the air like an ancient war song. The entire arena fell silent instantly, like a sleeping forest. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the two on the stage, seemingly forgetting even to breathe.

Xiao Yifeng launched the first attack. With a gentle wave of his hand, a powerful and terrifying magical light, like a roaring dragon, swept towards Jun Luochuan. The light was dazzling and seemed capable of devouring everything.

Jun Luochuan swiftly dodged to the side, his movements as agile as a nimble ape. He secretly marveled at the power of Xiao Yifeng's magic, thinking, "As expected of a legendary disciple, his strength is indeed extraordinary and unfathomable."

However, Jun Luochuan was not intimidated by Xiao Yifeng's powerful opening aura. Like a keen hawk, he began to focus intently on finding Xiao Yifeng's weaknesses...

End of this chapter