Who Let Him Cultivate?! - Chapter 169
Chapter 169: Chapter 168: Lu Yang Goes to Battle (Additional Updates Requesting Monthly Tickets) 1
“Next up, Li Haoran from the Seek Dao Sect versus Long Xiang from the Five Elements Sect.”
“So Li Haoran is a Fire Spirit Root?” Qiu Jin’an suddenly asked.
“Yes, what’s up?”
“Interesting. Long Xiang from our sect is a Water Spirit Root. This time, it’s fire against water.”
In the martial arts arena, Li Haoran and Long Xiang exchanged bows.
“May I learn from you.”
“I am unworthy.”
The two remained silent, saying no more.
The moment the match began, Long Xiang lunged forward. It was like a dragon soaring above the sea, giving off waves of terror. Holding two ice-blades, chilled air emitted from his weapons, making the temperature drop across the entire martial arts field.”
“Dragon Strike!”
Long Xiang shouted, confronting Li Haoran’s fist firmly.
Lu Yang raised his eyebrows; Li Haoran is not a Body Cultivator. Why would he fight barehanded without using any weapons? Even Man Gu knew to fight with a weapon.
Unaware of Li Haoran’s strength, Long Xiang perceived no issue and hurled an attack towards him.
A thick circle of fire sprang up around Li Haoran. He pointed at Long Xiang and said, “Go.” The circle of fire instantly surrounded Long Xiang.
“Rise, Tidal Wave!”
Long Xiang cast his magic, which caused a phantom of tidal waves to form behind him, and the spectators in the audience faintly heard the sound of surging waves.
The phantom of the waves weakened the fire circle. Observing this, Li Haoran briskly strolled towards him and launched a flurry of crimson punches at Long Xiang’s body.
Lava churning under Li Haoran’s feet was the result of soaking in a magma pool for a full year.
As the lava met the tidal waves, a thick fog obscured the field due to the eruptions caused by the collision of the phantom waves. The fog made discovering their figures difficult; only the sounds of the collisions between Li Haoran and Long Xiang could be heard.
Li Haoran’s punches were astonishing, completely unlike anything those who knew him had seen before. Long Xiang, not adept at close combat, was hit multiple times as he struggled to counter.
Luckily, the force of Li Haoran’s attacks wasn’t too great, so the blows didn’t cause too much damage.
Long Xiang raised his hand to gather the dense fog into a water pillar, which crashed onto Li Haoran.
Unable to dodge, Li Haoran was hit by the water pillar and became soaked.
When Li Haoran clashed with Long Xiang again, Long Xiang had clearly gained the upper hand. For some reason, Li Haoran had become sluggish.
Li Haoran furrowed his brows when he realized the issue.
Long Xiang burst out laughing: “Brother Li, you’re clever to realize my trap so soon, but it’s too late. You’re soaked from the water pillar. I can control the weight of the water, causing you to carry a heavy burden. You can’t move freely as before, you’ve lost!”
Unexpectedly, Li Haoran revealed a slight smile: “Is that so? I beg to differ.”
Long Xiang attempted to strike but found he couldn’t move.
“What have you done!” Long Xiang’s eyes widened in utter confusion, having no idea what had happened.
Flames erupted around Li Haoran, evaporating the water vapor. He leisurely walked up to Long Xiang, saying, “Your clothes have been melted by me.” Long Xiang finally realized that Li Haoran’s numerous punches weren’t for attacking, but for melting his clothes. He had turned his garment into a metal bucket and trapped him, Long Xiang, inside like prey with no escape.
Are all your fighting methods from Seek Dao Sect so strange!
Is this even a strategy a human would conceive of?!
Li Haoran further explained: “I heard from my senior brother, Lu Yang, that during a battle, you can use a storage ring to take away an opponent’s clothes. That made me think, if you’re able to take away an opponent’s clothes, why not melt them as well? It appears my idea is correct.”
Shocked Qiu Jin’an looked at Lu Yang, wondering how he could come up with such a shameless fight strategy.
“Oh right, this is after all, the Seek Dao Sect. It makes sense now.”
With three wins in three fights, the victory of the Foundation Establishment Group was now a foregone conclusion.
However, since this competition is an exchange match, the matches had to continue even though the winner was already decided.
The fourth match was Tao Yaoye. The rarity of the Feather Transformation Immortal Body above the Single Spiritual Root was terrifying, and in terms of one-on-one fights, she was even stronger than Li Haoran.
Yet to everyone’s surprise, Tao Yaoye lost.
The one who defeated Tao Yaoye was a young man in a white robe, his cultivation level was at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment and he was one year older than Tao Yaoye.
Tao Yaoye was currently in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and in terms of magical power and combat experience, she was slightly inferior to the young man in the white robe.
“Next.” The young man in the white robe said indifferently. He didn’t step down and chose to continue fighting.
The disciple that Qiu Jin’an chose to fight fifth saw the young man in white robe behaving so dominantly, he knew that he was always like this and didn’t say anything, voluntarily giving up his qualification to participate.
Tao Yaoye felt somewhat unwilling. She had always been first from childhood and had never lost. The opponent’s magic skills were so refined that she lost without even revealing the advantages of her Feather Transformation Immortal Body.
Someone patted Tao Yaoye’s shoulder from behind.
Seeing that person, tears whirled in Tao Yaoye’s eyes: “Senior Brother, I lost.”
The person wiped the tears from Tao Yaoye’s eyes and comforted: “Your cultivation level is insufficient, your experience is lacking, and moreover, you are younger than him by one year. And, Eldest Senior Sister once told me that Feather Transformation Immortal Body has no significant advantages in the early stage.”
“Since you regard me as your Senior Brother, I shall win him for you.”
Seeing that they finally won a match, Qiu Jin’an introduced with a smile, “This is my junior disciple Bai Ming, also my most capable disciple. He has mastered three of the Five Elements magic skills and the fire attribute magic skill can even produce True Fire. In the Sect’s grand competition, he swept through the Foundation Establishment Stage to become the leader.”
The Five Elements magic skills are extremely difficult to cultivate, and there’s conflict between the magic skills. If one is not careful, one’s cultivation level will completely be wasted, Bai Ming mastering three types of attribute magic skills in the Foundation Establishment Stage was an extreme rarity.
Bai Ming’s appearance gave Qiu Jin’an confidence: “Whoever is sent, it doesn’t matter.”
Despite having lost three matches, the overwhelming situation brought by Bai
Mmg made Qiu Jin’an unable to suppress his grin.
“Who will your sect send to participate in the next match?”
“Me.”
Fairy Eternity answered for Lu Yang.
On the arena, a figure slowly walked forward, with steady strides, neither fast nor slow, it was Lu Yang.
But this Lu Yang was bald and had a compassionate face, it greatly contrasted with the usual image Lu Yang gave off.
Bai Ming broke his indifferent expression, his face filled with disbelief, like he had seen a ghost.
He of course recognized Lu Yang, the acting sect master of Seek Dao Sect, who was sitting on the grandstand. So who was the one standing in front of him?!
“A clone!” Qiu Jin’an, being so observant, could see at a glance that the Lu Yang standing on the stage was a clone.
But that’s more impossible, Lu Yang is just in the Foundation Establishment
Stage, how could he possibly have a clone?
In his knowledge, no magic skill or method could accomplish this!
“To be precise, a clone of the Bodhi Tree.” Fairy Eternity added.
Lu Yang used the “Tree-Planting Sutra” to plant himself, and two people grew out from the Bodhi tree, one was the real him and the other was a bald clone.
“A clone from the Seventy-Two Divine Skills?!” Qiu Jin’an was horrified, other than Yun Zhi, how could any other Foundation Establishment cultivators possibly learn this magic skill?
“No, wrong, it’s a wooden clone!” Waves of shock surged in Qiu Jin’an’s heart. There had never been such a magic skill before, this was the creation of a new magic skill!
Who did it?!
Was it Yun Zhi, or…
Qiu Jin’an shifted his gaze to Lu Yang, his eyes twitched. He had heard from the people of Seek Dao Sect before that Lu Yang challenged a higher rank, and he thought Lu Yang had used some underhanded means.
If this magic skill was truly created by him, then there might be no false pretenses in the challenge of higher rank!
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