Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws - Chapter 308
Chapter 308: The Black Heaven Sect Has Won, All Of You Can Head Back First, The Real Show Has Just Begun
“Does he not want his life anymore?”
Jin Yun’s scalp tingled when he saw how Murong Xuan was giving his all into that attack.
His opponent was already one whole level stronger than him, but since he had the advantage from the environment, he should be able to win this.
Even so, Murong Xuan was such a lunatic.
He had put everything in the attack, ignoring any defense, as if he did not plan to come out of this alive.
How horrifying was the power of a person who was willing to risk it all?! Jin Yun finally had a taste of it.
The crimson flames pranced all over the landscape as the scorching sword qi transformed into heat waves that rolled and tumbled on the snowy ice grounds. It was the only thing that illuminated the entire land of snow.
In this battle, Murong Xuan had already sustained quite some cuts on his body from the ice crystals. Through these wounds, the frostbite was eroding into his body, freezing his limbs and bones.
Right opposite him, Jin Yun, who had also sustained quite a few injuries stared at the stiffened Murong Xuan and sneered at him.
“The freezing qi within these ice crystals of mine can eat into your meridians and flesh, freezing your heart and other organs. You should be finding it hard to make any movements now. I hate to break it to you, but I’m going to win this battle,” Jin Yun said.
“It’s still too early to say that.”
Murong Xuan smiled back at him as crimson red flames surged out from his body, rapidly dispelling all the freezing qi inside his body.
Jin Yun’s pupils narrowed when he saw that. “I can’t believe you let the spiritual power burn inside your body like that. Such method of dispelling freezing qi is not beneficial at all because the flames would scald your body too!”
“You’re a madman. Do you not want to live anymore?”
A hint of misery swept across Murong Xuan’s face, but he still grinned and said, “As compared to my spiritual mound crippling and the training that Sect Leader has given me, this little pain is nothing. I’ve already promised that I would win this battle!!”
He charged towards his enemy and unleashed a second barrage of attacks.
The more badly injured he was, the more ferocious his attacks became.
Inferno wrapped around his body as the longsword shrieked within his grasp. The ice-cold snow surrounding him did nothing to make him back down.
The current Murong Xuan was like a flame demon who had just walked out of hell.
“This is bad. Real bad!”
Fear started to overcome Jin Yun as he watched this self-destructive attack.
“Divine Nine Suns Art, Seven Sol Slash!”
Murong Xuan gathered all the spiritual power inside his body. With his body as the source point, majestic flames gushed out, forming seven giant fireballs!
As if they were seven suns that blazed with incredibly high temperatures, the entire snowy mountain was sent into an avalanche under its sheer force.
Merged with some sword qi, seven bright suns were lashed out towards his enemy!!
“Ice Prism Mirror!!”
Jin Yun howled and set his spiritual power in motion. Ice-based Daoist Rhyme erupted instantaneously and fused with spiritual power, it turned into a hexagonal ice mirror right in front of him!
The first fireball disintegrated when it blasted onto the ice mirror!
Strength qi swept across all directions.
Following that was the second fireball, and the third one, then the fourth one…
When the fifth fireball struck the ice mirror, it finally gave way to the pressure and cracks started to show before it shattered into countless ice crystals.
The sixth and then seventh fireball struck Jin Yun directly!
The scorching Fire-based sword qi penetrated Jin Yun’s body, wildly destroying his insides that he squealed in agonizing pain.
Finally, with a loud thud, Jin Yun collapsed onto the ground with smoke billowing from all over his body.
Murong Xuan was lying on the ground too. He was so exhausted from his final move that it was difficult for him to even move one finger.
Upon seeing this, the crowd could not help but stare at each other.
“What is it now? Is this a draw?”
“Don’t tell me they need a rematch?”
“No, wait. Guys, look.”
What met their eyes was the image of Murong Xuan, who initially laid slump on the ground, slowly crawling back to his feet from the snowy ground. Although it was a bit of a struggle, he still managed to stand firm on his feet.
Meanwhile, opposite him, Jin Yun tried to get up as well, but he did not succeed. In the end, his head cocked to one side and he passed out.
At this, Murong Xuan raised his arm high in the sky and announced his victory!
The crowd immediately burst into a roar.
“We’ve won! The Black Heaven Sect has won!”
“We’ve finally won!”
“Haha, what a turnaround!”
“All hail the Black Heaven Sect!”
Besides Chu Kuangren, Nangong Huan, Qin Wushuang, and the few other Daoists were extremely delighted too. They were so happy that they jumped in joy.
However, compared to the joy from people around him, Chu Kuangren looked very calm instead. His gaze was cold and he remained emotionless.
He went to the arena and held up the heavily wounded Murong Xuan.
“Do you not want your life anymore?”
Chu Kuangren chided him.
“Heh, I’ve promised Sect Leader that I’ll bring the championship home with us. I can’t just go back on my words, can I?” Murong Xuan let out a light chuckle.
As soon as he finished his sentence, he finally could not hold on anymore and fainted.
“Sigh, another one bites the dust.”
Chu Kuangren cast him a Spring Breeze Healing Technique, then ordered Nangong Huang and the rest, “All of you can head back first.”
The people around them were puzzled.
“Sect Leader, but we’ve won, are we not going to claim the prize?”
“It’s cool. I’ll fetch the prize home for you.”
Chu Kuangren smiled gently.
Lan Yu pondered for a while before she said to Nangong Huang and the others, “Let’s all go back first. I’m sure Master has got this covered.”
“Well… alright then.”
Nangong Huang and the rest seemed to have realized something too.
With that, the few of them left the arena.
Not far away, the Sky Emperor Palace Lord was so furious that he almost flew off the handle.
“We’ve lost. How could we have lost!!”
“How is this possible?!”
“I’ve already taken such measures, and we still managed to lose. How the heck are those Black Heaven Sect disciples so d*mn strong?!”
The Sky Emperor Palace Lord was incredibly cheesed off, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Back at the adjudicator’s booth.
With extreme reluctance, the Thirteenth Prefect announced the final results, “The championship has come to its conclusion, and the winner is… the Black Heaven Sect!”
Loud cheers came from the crowd.
The sage orthodoxies, on the other hand, simply shook their heads and sighed.
“The Black Heaven Sect still managed to win it in the end.”
“Yeah, this sect is too powerful. I can’t believe that Chu Kuangren aside, they still have so many outstanding sky-prides.”
Nonetheless, very soon, the audience realized that something was amiss.
Lan Yu, Nangong Huang, and the others had already left?!
What was going on?
Were they not going to claim their prizes?
“Chu Kuangren is still here.”
The audience shifted their gaze to Chu Kuangren, feeling extremely confused.
In the adjudicator’s booth, the Thirteenth Prefect exclaimed in a similarly confused manner, “Sect Leader Chu, you guys have won, but why have those disciples of yours left so soon?”
“They’ve given their all in this competition, so I asked them to go back for some rest first. The other matters shall be taken care of by me, their Sect Leader.”
“You’re helping them claim their prizes then, sounds fine.”
The Thirteenth Prefect fetched out a Yin and Yang Ring.
When he was passing over the ring to Chu Kuangren, all he saw was that a fair-skinned palm was increasing in size in front of him before it slapped his face. The Thirteenth Prefect was inadvertently slammed off his seat and flung onto the wall.
Holding onto the Yin and Yang Ring, Chu Kuangren then said coldly, “Aside from fetching their prizes, I’m also going to… seek justice for them!!”
This sudden change in events stunned everyone at the scene.
Chu Kuangren had hit a judge?!
The various other sage orthodoxies, who were already on their way out, all stopped to have a look.
“Oh, it’s coming. The real show has just begun!”
The eyes of the Thunder Falcon Tribe Leader, Linghu Clan Head, and the others lit up.
The School of White Lotus’s Leader could not help but shake her head and said, “I knew it. This fellow has to do something when he’s met with such unjust treatment. He must’ve held it in for a very long time and could only keep his fury contained until this moment. It must’ve been tough for him.”
In the adjudicator’s booth, the Eleventh and Twelfth Prefect were so startled that they jolted up from their seats. They stared at Chu Kuangren with incredible rage.
“What do you think you’re doing?!”
