Rapidnovel Chapter 40: Reversal
Chapter 40: Reversal
Chapter 40: Reversal
The match after Ji Shuye’s was Duan Muli versus a Buzhou Immortal Sect disciple.
Despite both of the combatants being the Nascent Soul realm, Duan Muli was clearly superior. Although Duan Muli could be considered kind as to have allowed his opponents to display all of his capabilities before defeating him
Xia Yushan and the other disciples patted the defeated disciple and said some words of comfort.
The next round was Xia Yushan against Nanfang Wubai.
“Is sweetie not here?” Nanfang Wubai asked immediately after the match started.
Xia Yushan, who was about to attack, paused. After contemplating a moment, Xia Yushan decided to answer truthfully.
“Junior brother Xi didn’t make it pass the second trial.”
Nanfang Wubai showed a truly broken hearted expression and to Xi Yushan’s surprise, he turned around and jumped off of the stage.
“If sweetie isn’t here, I’m not interested.”
Xia Yushan couldn’t help but feel stifled by Nanfang Wubai’s words. Although he felt pity for junior brother Xi’s predicament for having caught such a person’s attention. But that didn’t mean he liked being ignored in such a way. But after calming himself down, Xia Yushan realized that it was all a scheme from Nanfang Wubai. He was alone among the 16 participants and only at the Core Formation realm. If he used love as an excuse to give up then it would cause others to subconsciously ignore him
Xia Yushan looked over at Nanfang Wubai in praise, but saw the gloomy atmosphere that hung around him like a cloud of depression. It was even more attention attracting.
Or maybe not, Xia Yushan thought.
The next match was a Nascent Soul Grandmaster against a Core Formation Master, San Mirong against the icy female disciple of the Eight Pillars Sect. Unlike Nanfang Wubai, the female disciple showed no intentions of giving up before even fighting.
“Eternal Night Sect Disciple, San Mirong.”
“Eight Pillars Sect Disciple, Yang Linyin.”CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m
Xia Yushan paused to process what he just heard. He probably heard wrong right? Her name was probably Lanyan or something like Luoyin, right? That would explain her similar aura, perhaps she was the twin sibling of Yang Linyin. It wasn’t unheard of for twins to have extremely similar auras in the Huang Realm.
Although it was generally rare for twins to have the exact same talent for cultivation in the world. The reason was because the stronger twin would cannibalize the weaker twin’s talent while still in the womb.
But this rule was not absolute.
Whatever Xia Yushan thought, the two women on stage began fighting.
The first to attack was not San Mirong but Yang Linyin. Yang Linyin waved her hand forward and shimmering spikes of ice erupted from the ground towards San Mirong. San Mirong didn’t show any change in expression as the lightning under skin emerged above her skin and forced a protective barrier.
When the ice spikes touched the lightning barrier, they only lasted for a moment before they disintegrated by themselves. But San Mirong frowned. Although others were not able to tell, she who cultivated the lightning snakes under her skin was able to feel the slight weakening of her lightning barrier.
San Mirong gave a more appraising look at Yang Linyin, her eyes no longer having the look of a senior of an enemy sect but that of an enemy of equal rank. Yang Linyin’s attack was able to threaten her, something that only the strongest Core Formation Masters among Core Formation Masters could do.
It wouldn’t not be wrong to say such a Core Formation Master would be as rare as qilin horns and phoenix feathers.
The barrier of lightning snakes shrunk and covered San Mirong like an exoskeleton with but a thought and San Mirong instantly appeared before Lan Linyin with her axe already in midswing.
Yang Linyin’s last ditch attack, not even considering if she had any qi left, might even endanger the user’s own life.
However San Mirong relieved expression quickly stiffened as the orange ice peony flower began to emit an intense heat. Soon it turned from an ice peony to a fire peony. The fire peony began to charge towards her, San Mirong frowned and made several hand seals with her remaining hand to control the storm cloud.
But it was for naught as the ice pillar also converted into fire and swallowed the storm cloud and turned it into a cloud made of fire.
“You!” San Mirong cried out as she saw the male Yang Linyin who had taken first place in the Three Heavens Connection Meeting.
Yang Linyin who was in the fire peony did not exhibit any weakness and rather he was full of vitality and exuded a fiery pressure. He looked like he had not even begun fighting and his true qi reservoir was full.
The fire peony crashed into San Mirong and even she who had experienced numerous hardships couldn’t help but cry out in pain.
San Mirong was removed from the arena after she managed to scream out her forfeit. She was truly in a horrible state, her clothing appeared to melt into her skin and burn marks covered her whole body and even some parts of her muscles beneath the skin were revealed. Her hair was haphazard with half of it being burned and the other half singed.
Although it was hard to call San Mirong a beauty because of the lightning snakes slithering under her skin, the current wretched state would cause many people to tremble in fear.
Yang Linyin canceled the fire peony and stepped down from the stage, Duan Muli gave him a nod of acknowledgement. All the other participants couldn’t help but reevaluate Yang Linyin and his true capabilities. His strength was enough to contend against many peak Nascent Soul Grandmasters like them.
If they weren’t careful and allowed Yang Linyin time to gather power for his technique, their fate would be the same as San Mirong’s.
San Mirong gnashed her teeth in pain and her hatred fueled eyes stared unblinkingly at the Eight Pillar Sect disciples. The gnashing of her teeth was extremely loud, her cheek having a hole in it, revealing her grinding teeth.
“Senior sister, you have to heal first otherwise it might leave a hidden problem in the future and sever your immortal path.” The only other member of Eternal Night Sect said.
Hearing this, San Mirong could only allow her sight to leave the disciples of the Eight Pillar Sect. She swallowed a pill and then started to focus on recovering.
The next match was Li Mu against Wei Daiying.
“Saint Scholar School Disciple Li Mu, please advise.”
Unlike the sudden victory of Yang Linyin, Wei Daiying showed strength that was normal. Of course, this normal was within the scope of the top tier disciples of first tier and hegemonic sects. Wei Daiying displayed strength normally only achievable by Nascent Soul Grandmasters.
By merging the power of his spiritual and martial cultivation, he was able to display a pseudo Nascent Soul cultivation base.
“Daoist Wei is indeed a hero among heroes. You already have a feature of the Unity realm, harmonization.” Li Mu praised as petals appeared and hindered Wei Daiying’s vision.
Wei Daiying had a rainbow colored aura covering him and three green orbs circled around him. He spread his hands out and a tornado appeared and widened with him at the center. Despite this the flower petals remained unperturbed as if the tornado did not exist.
Wei Daiying frowned and formed several hand seals and pointed at Li Mu. The tornado disappeared and in their palace eighteen wind blade lights appeared and all of them charged towards Li Mu.
But Li Mu continued to smile and held his hands behind his back. When the wind blades reached him, they dissipated into a clear breeze that caused Li Mu’s hair to float from it.
Wei Daiying’s eyes dimmed. He stored his three artifact orbs and clasped his hand towards Li Mu with a bow.
“Many thanks for Daoist Li’s mercy.”
Li Mu smiled and waved his hands.
“It’s nothing, we are all people on the same path after all.”
Compared to the battle between San Mirong and Yang Linyin, the last three battles of the first round were comparatively stale.
Heng Huesheng won the sixth battle, the Eternal Night Sect Nascent Soul Grandmaster won the seventh round, and the Saint Scholar School’s Nascent Soul Grandmaster won the eighth and final battle of the first round.