Login with GoogleChapter 108: Gathering of the Heroes
Just when everyone was worried and anxious, Qiao Wan was still fighting.
Li Pan is very strong.
To determine victory, it's simple - if she hits any vital point, she wins.
But the man, holding a small white sword, with his robe fluttering as if it were a majestic mountain, stood in front of Qiao Wan.
"Those who are good at defending prioritize what is important and restrict what is not. They control what is difficult and make easy what is simple."
The defensive technique of the man is rare and offensive, with lethal moves everywhere, using thunderous methods to intimidate opponents from invading.
This continuous attack is also an impenetrable defense. Under this attack, few are brave enough to challenge it.
For example, there was a row of lively and spirited little cabbages being watched.
"What's wrong?" The man looked at Qiao Wan like that, "Have you given up?"
Qiao Wan silently tightened her grip on her sword. The more difficult Li Pan became, the more it fueled her competitive spirit.
Recalling the three days of battle in her mind's sea with Jia Yin, Qiao Wan dashed forward in one swift step.
Jia Yin's fighting skills were diverse and ever-changing. He could use almost any technique that was effective and suited his needs. He could even absorb his opponent's moves into his own techniques. Each time he faced an enemy, he became more skilled in both his cultivation and fighting skills.
He had grown accustomed to hovering on the edge between life and death.
In the world of cultivation fights, most of them were flashy clashes of energy beams. Each fight had to be so intense that the earth would tremble. In a world where cultivation was highly valued, fighting skills were often not given much importance.
Demon Emperor Jia Yin was a rare cultivator in the entire cultivation world who valued fighting skills.
However, Jia Yin had never really thought about giving names to his fighting techniques, even though they were all unique in their own way.
Starting off, he would mix and match his moves freely, creating countless variations that seemed endless.
Qiao Wan was not yet able to effortlessly combine techniques like Jia Yin . For three days, she had to calm her mind and repeatedly go back to the basics.
In short, she needed to follow Jia Yin 's guidance, analyze and summarize, and find a set of moves that worked for her.
Qiao Wan could proudly say that in her past three years of high school, she had become an expert at studying and finding patterns!
Jia Yin mainly used combinations of punches, kicks, and elbow strikes in his attacks. She only encountered a few different techniques while sparring with him, and they were all quite repetitive.
With a simple wave of his hand, a punch, or a kick, Jia Yin showed how the simplest human martial arts techniques, combined with his demonic aura, could create something truly beautiful.
After three days of focusing her mind, Qiao Wan finally managed to make sense of it all.
The first type is when they are in close proximity. Jia Yin, when he gets close, uses a mysterious technique called the Wuxiang Technique, mainly for defense and restraining enemies. His moves are unpredictable and agile. In the cultivation world, this technique is well-known.
Qiao Wan struggled to understand it after studying for a while.
The second type is the five dragon auras. All members of the royal family, whether they are immortal or mortal, have a dragon aura protecting them. Jia Yin has it, even regular mortal emperors like Gan Nan have it, and even Qiao Wan, his troublesome brother, has a dragon aura.
Each person's way of using the dragon aura is different. What sets Jia Yin's apart is that it is like a hidden world in his sleeves. The dragon aura is attached to his sleeves and imbued with power. Perhaps it's because he gained the identity of the empress of the demon realm, Qiao Wan discovered that she also possesses a dragon aura. Her dragon aura is a dark and dull-looking demon dragon, but she hasn't figured out how to use it yet.
After brushing up on the "Three-Day Jia Yin's Daily Training" in her mind for three days, Qiao Wan finally summarized it into two moves. This was only possible because Jia Yin had previously taught her the basics.
After all, if techniques were so easily seen through in this world, there wouldn't be any secret scrolls or sword manuals in martial arts, right?
But given the current situation, Qiao Wan was already satisfied.
If there were those who pursued the Dao through Confucianism or through legalism, then Demon Emperor Jia Yin was purely pursuing the Dao through martial arts!
As Qiao Wan contemplated Jia Yin's moves in her mind, she felt like she had a deeper understanding of him.
Unlike the brutal Demon Emperor that others imagined who didn't like to fight, Jia Yin was someone who truly focused on cultivating his skills. He enjoyed the process of training and tirelessly challenged other cultivators. Through countless life and death tests, he refined his martial arts to a state of perfection.
The man was unexpectedly calm and reliable, knowing what he wanted, and had both patience and motivation.
Thinking about it, Qiao Wan regretted a little. If she had known earlier, she would have agreed to work for Jia Yin. Having such a mature and reliable boss with excellent employee benefits and support, why did she have to start her own business from scratch?!
She wondered if inviting him to be a guest professor at the academy was feasible or not.
While Qiao Wan and Li Pan were arguing, Zheng Wenliang touched his head, wondering if it was a good idea.
That was Li Pan, the prestigious figure for the entire academy!
For so many years, none of them could defeat Li Pan, without exception, all perished!
Abandoning the clever footwork technique, Qiao Wan attacked relentlessly. Her steps were small but stable, and her moves were fast and powerful, like a rainstorm.
On the other hand, Li Pan was ruthless and decisive, showing no mercy.
Zheng Wenliang and Lu Yao couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding.
"Is this really guidance? It looks so fierce, like they're trying to kill each other."
A murderous intent.
Qiao Wan couldn't hide her murderous intent at all.
The combat skills are integrated into her swordplay, it's aggressive and full of bloodlust. Regardless of how fierce and dominant Li Pan's attacks are, Qiao Wan remains fearless and continues ahead.
Seizing a momentary gap, Qiao Wan takes a leap and immediately catches up.
Right at this critical moment.
"Wuxiang Technique," activate!
This is...
Li Pan is slightly surprised, this seems like something Demon Emperor Jia Yin would do?!
In a split second of distraction, a flash of light appears from the sword.
Following the "Wuxiang Technique," the sword swiftly strikes!
The tip of the sword points directly at the man's forehead.
Li Pan regains his composure, calmly sheathing his sword. His voice is as cold as a ringing blade: "You pass."
The man finally reveals a faint smile, "You win."
The young students from the academy are stunned, but after a moment, they erupt with excitement.
This is Uncle Li! It's Uncle Li! The hermit has been quiet for three days, but he managed to hold on for so long under Uncle Li's command and even successfully hit his vital point!
Beautiful, so beautiful.
To use brute force and violence like this, it's really beautiful.
At this moment, anyone who has fought against Jia Yin would definitely see traces of the Demon Emperor in Qiao Wan. Although her fighting skills are a bit rough compared to Jia Yin, she already has a hint of dominance in her movements.
Li Pan said, "Did you see that? Learn from it."
"What time is it now?" Li Pan asked in a deep voice as he sheathed his sword.
Zheng Wenliang woke up from his daze and quickly checked the time. "Less than fifteen minutes left!"
"It's too late!"
Qiao Wan quickly asked, "Does the academy have any flying vehicles?"
The group of inexperienced individuals revealed a "speechless" expression. "What do you think?"
Under the gaze, Qiao Wan could only choose the most humble way of traveling in the realm of cultivation.
With their swords raised, they charged forward!
On the crowded Lotus Seat Peak, after waiting for such a long time and seeing that Lu Cixian still hadn't arrived, someone finally lost patience.
"What time is it now? Are we not going to fight?"
"Could it be that Lu Cixian actually ran away?"
"I thought Lu Cixian was tough! He's nothing but a useless pretty boy!"
"But we can't blame Lu Cixian. After all, Fang Lingqing, from the Chongde Ancient Garden, is considered a superior disciple. It's human nature to run away when you can't win, right?"
After waiting for a long time and not seeing the main character appear, betrayed emotions filled Lotus Seat Peak with complaints.
It had been almost half an hour. Even if we don't know where he went to cultivate, he should have arrived by now, shouldn't he?
At this moment, all the factions had already arrived one after another.
Sun Tao College and Fanxin Temple came together.
From a distance, they could see a magnificent golden lotus flower hovering above Jiuyue Mountain.
The golden lotus flower grew bigger and bigger, gradually engulfing Lotus Peak.
"Is this the Golden Lotus of Fanxin Temple?"
The people on Lotus Seat Peak started to panic.
One of the disciples of Guangming Hall was stunned, watching as the golden lotus gently landed on top of Lotus Peak, completely replacing it.
Lotus Peak was a prominent structure of Jiuyue Mountain.
Just when they had driven away Martial Brother Cen, today someone came to cause trouble again. The disciples of Guangming Hall gritted their teeth, feeling that Sun Tao College and Fanxin Temple were going too far, taking advantage of them.
Someone frowned.
It was fine for the guests to compete secretly during this grand event, but to come in and destroy the host's venue? Did Fanxin Temple really want to take over Guangming Hall that eagerly?!
Someone whispered, "They say Venerable One Miaofa has a deep inner demon, and now it seems it might be true."
The evolution of different sects in the cultivation realm is a back-and-forth process. They either step on each other or suppress each other.
The Great Hall of Light has been quiet for these years, while Fanxin Temple has been quite active.
If we say that the Great Hall of Light has been abiding by the rules of the Zen sect, being low-key and humble, and waiting for an opportunity to make a big move. But at this point, they should have made a move already. It seems like the Great Hall of Light is not unwilling, but unable to do so.
With limited resources, the various sects are competing with each other. Whenever one sect shows the slightest weakness, it immediately becomes a target for the other sects to attack.
"I heard that a few days ago, three sects joined forces to go after Venerable One Miaofa's disciple."
"It seems like there will be another upheaval within the Zen sect."
Since the vitality and prestige of the Great Hall of Light have indeed declined compared to the past, it wouldn't hurt to have a closer relationship with Fanxin Temple during this conference and exchange.
The elders sitting here are all very clever people. They can see the subtle changes on Lotus Seat Peak and are making their own plans in their minds.
Only in Kunshan, everything is still calm and stable.
The undercover disciples are silently waiting, while Ma Huaizhen is comfortably sitting in a wheelchair.
Although Qiao Wan had slapped Kunshan before, it did hurt a bit, but Kunshan's position is still unshakable for now.
Since it doesn't involve him personally, Ma Huaizhen is happy to watch the show.
On this golden lotus, Lu Dechang from Sun Tao College and Zen Master Fanhai from Fanxin Temple have come together.
Looking around, Zen Master Fanhai laughs and says, "This Lotus Seat Peak truly lives up to its reputation as Jiuyue Mountain, it is indeed magnificent and dangerous."
Nonsense!
The disciples of Guangming Hall glare in anger. The golden lotus from Fanxin Temple has almost covered the entire peak, and they can clearly understand the meaning behind those words.
Even though this beautiful Lotus Seat Peak has stunning scenery, it is still trampled upon by the people of Fanxin Temple.
Lu Dechang looked at Zen Master Kongding's face and asked with concern, "Has Venerable One Miaofa not come out yet for today's Three Teachings Law Meeting?"
"Or is it that even if all of us here join together, we still cannot persuade Venerable One to take a look?"
"It's already this time." Lu Dechang hinted, "If Venerable One does not come forward now, I'm afraid that these rumors..."
"What rumors are you talking about?"
Right at that moment, a thunderous and commanding male voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire Lotus Seat Peak.
Almost at the same time, a gigantic golden statue, hundreds of feet tall, slowly rose from the Lotus Seat Peak!
Instantly, the entire Lotus Seat Peak was enveloped in the radiance of the Buddha, as the colossal golden Buddha, holding sacred objects, sat cross-legged, with a look of infinite compassion and kindness, and looked down upon everyone on the Lotus Seat Peak.
Under the gaze of this statue, everyone on Lotus Seat Peak became as tiny as the grains of sand in the Ganges River. They were like countless sentient beings in the sea of suffering, illuminated by the Buddha's light.
Since it's a seated Buddha, it still needs a lotus platform to sit on.
Everyone watched in amazement as the massive silhouette of the Buddha slowly descended onto the golden lotus flower at Fanxin Temple. In their hearts, they couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my goodness!"
Is this even possible?
The disciples of Guangming Hall were initially stunned, but then they all cheered.
Venerable One! Venerable One has finally emerged from seclusion!
If he didn't come out, it wouldn't matter, but as soon as he did, the Buddha sat right down on the lotus platform at Fanxin Temple!
Wasn't he supposed to overshadow the lotus platform on Lotus Seat Peak?!
The disciples of Guangming Hall were filled with pride.
Now you Fanxin Temple have to build too!
The lotus platform at Fanxin Temple was indeed perfect for the Buddha to take a break and rest his tired backside. It was the perfect timing.
At the peak, at the foot of the mountain, everyone held their breath and looked up.
A beam of golden light descended gracefully.
The Buddha, leaning against the statue, took slow and steady steps.
With a majestic appearance and robes flowing like clouds, every step transformed into countless beams of Buddha's light.
This is Venerable One Miaofa!
Who said Venerable One Miaofa was deeply plagued by inner demons and had fallen into the realm of darkness? Look at this Buddha statue! Such grandeur! He is still the unwavering giant of the Buddhist world!
Under this imposing presence, who would dare spread rumors or gossip?
Witnessing this scene, both Zen Master Fanhai and Lu Dechang's faces turned green.
The smile on Qi Feidao's face also faded a little. Is this the Great Hall of Light Venerable One Miaofa?
Lu Dechang's expression became serious.
While he expected Miaofa to stand up for his disciple, this situation seemed different from what he had imagined or heard.
The man in front of them showed no trace of any demonic energy from head to toe.
Under the admiring gazes of everyone, the Buddha approached Lu Dechang and Zen Master Fanhai. with a calm and gentle voice, he said, "Thank you, my taoist friends, for coming to the Dharma gathering. Please take a seat on Lotus Seat Peak."
Just as! It was really just!
Miaofa frowned and spoke with a cold tone, not being polite at all, immediately driving people away from the top of the peak. One person came, she confronted them, two people came, she confronted them both.
But, for some reason—
The disciples of the Bright Hall scratched their heads, feeling that today's Venerable One seemed particularly angry.
As the only little novice who knew the truth in the room, he silently pressed his palms together under immense pressure. When he closed his eyes, an image of the Buddha being assisted by the Soul Binding Chain, disheveled, hanging from the mountainside appeared in his mind.
Amituofo.
Beyond the ethereal clouds, a sword light pierced through the clouds and quickly approached.
Only one minute left!
Qiao Wan took a deep breath and unleashed all her strength, speeding through the sky on her flying sword!
She could see that Lotus Seat Peak was within reach! Just then, a massive golden Buddha statue suddenly rose into the air!
Qiao Wan, who was startled, tried to brake but it was too late. She could only brace herself and rush forward with her sword flashing, in a hurry.
Upon hearing the sound of the sword from the clouds, everyone, including Miaofa and Lu Dechang, looked up.
Lu Dechang's face turned completely green: "Is someone else trying to interfere? Will it ever end?!"
As Lotus Seat Peak became clearer and clearer, the facial expressions of the person on the top of the peak became visible.
In an instant, their eyes met, and Qiao Wan clearly saw the magnificent and dignified monk on the peak, and in their deep blue eyes, there were indescribable emotions swirling.
If she didn't stop her sword's momentum, she would collide with Miaofa. But if she wanted to stop, she had to avoid the "black-faced demon monk" in front of her by releasing her sword's light.
Between "rushing into Miaofa's embrace" and "putting away the sword light and quickly escaping," Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat. She then made a decisive choice without hesitation and chose the latter, swiftly putting away her sword light.
The sword light disappeared, and he lost his support, falling rapidly downwards.
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
The final second.
Boom!
A tremendous sound echoed through the air.
In front of everyone's eyes, a young boy fell from the sky, crashing in front of them all!
Fang Lingqing jumped in surprise and quickly stepped back, alert and cautious!
The tail of the sword dragged on the air, gradually dissipating on the Lotus Seat Peak as the wind blew.
Covered in blood, the boy climbed up, ignoring the sharp gaze behind him, and casually greeted with a wave of his hand.
"Taoist Friend Fang, long time no see."
Sitting in a wheelchair, Ma Huaizhen blinked as he watched the scene unfold.
One person finished their performance, and now it's another person's turn. What a grand show!
This way of entering the stage as number two is quite familiar, reminding him of that little troublemaker who blew up his mountain back then.
This is truly, wow, amazing.
