Login with GoogleChapter 120: The Big Battle (Part Two)
Zhang Zhiyi found that the Five-element compass was a separate space from the illusion. Qiao Wan guessed that if she died there, her little device would probably stay there as well. So she didn't take it lightly. She activated her spiritual power and created a simple version of "iron sand feet" for herself, then dashed towards the Knife Mountain with all her might!
From the beginning, her feet were cut and bleeding by the blades, but now as she went up, her footsteps were as fast as the wind, as if walking on flat ground.
After quickly climbing to the top of the mountain, Qiao Wan paused for a moment. When she thought back to the time when she couldn't even run 800 meters without feeling sore for days, she couldn't help but marvel at how adaptable humans can be.
Standing on the Knife Mountain, Qiao Wan scratched her head and let out a deep sigh. She wondered which challenge was next, whether it would be the Wood or Earth, and what new tricks Zhang Zhiyi would play in these two challenges.
...
After a short while.
With a loud rumble that sounded like thunder, the majestic mountains crumbled inch by inch, sending tumbling rocks and sharp shards cascading down.
Qiao Wan, who had been contemplating life and feeling a mix of emotions that couldn't settle, dashed away with tears streaming down her face, running so fast that her legs almost turned into wheels of fire.
Ah ah ah ah ah!!!
This "obstacle" was basically a landslide on the mountain!!! QQQ
*
There were still two and a half hours until the end of the Dharma Gathering.
The three words "Lu Cixian" remained calm and unmoved, as steady as a rock.
With so many disciples at the Dharma Gathering, Lotus Seat Peak naturally couldn't focus only on Lu Cixian.
After withdrawing his gaze from the Souvenir Stone, Ma Huaizhen discreetly glanced at the nearby Venerable One Miaofa.
To be honest, compared to Lu Cixian, he was a little more interested in the Venerable One Miaofa in front of him.
He came over this time, not just sitting idle and watching the younger ones play around.
He shrunk into the wheelchair, gently touching his slightly swollen knuckles, raising an eyebrow.
They say this Venerable One Miaofa has a deep inner demon, almost bordering on being possessed. But from his recent interaction with this Venerable One, there doesn't seem to be any obvious signs of dark energy.
There are only two possible explanations.
One is that it's a misunderstanding.
The other is that this Venerable One Miaofa has perfectly concealed his dark energy.
However, this beautiful and captivating Buddhist, who has even caused Ma Huaizhen to be slightly distracted, appears very serious and tightly sealed in his words. He doesn't possess that ethereal temperament commonly associated with monks. His eloquent speech effortlessly defeats Ma Huaizhen, who prides himself on being ruthless and cunning.
The opponent's skill level is quite high, so we can only plan step by step.
For example,
He glanced at the three big characters on the Souvenir Stone.
Let's start with Lu Cixian, who can make Venerable One Miaofa's expression change. Let's carefully observe him.
With a slight intention of getting closer, Ma Huaizhen whispered, "Venerable One, what do you think?"
"Hmm?" Miaofa glanced, his expression cold, "What do you mean by this, immortal friend Feng?"
Ma Huaizhen honestly replied, "I mean this young immortal friend Lu."
Unexpectedly, the Buddhist in front of them remained very restrained and indifferent. When mentioning Lu Cixian, he didn't hold back at all, "If nothing unexpected happens, Lu Cixian might stop here at the Three Teachings Law Meeting today."
"Aren't you worried, Venerable One?" the man asked softly.
"The purpose of the law meeting is to provide a fair opportunity for disciples of various teachings to compare and learn from each other's skills. If his skills are inferior, it is only natural for him to fall behind," Miaofa explained.
Although he said so, his beautiful eyes still glanced at the Souvenir Stone, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing a hint of dissatisfaction.
At this critical moment, there was still no progress! How could he have thought that she was calm and polite in the first place?
Holding her sword, Qiao Wan flipped over like a kite. Just as the blades and rocks were about to fall, she rolled on the ground and managed to perfectly avoid the rain of knives and the collapsing mountain.
She had overcome challenges of metal, water, fire, and earth, and now only the final obstacle remained! The thought filled Qiao Wan with determination. If she could pass this last trial, she might be able to escape.
The next challenge seemed to be made of wood!
Just as she regained her balance, she felt a familiar tremor beneath her feet. The tremors grew stronger and stronger.
Qiao Wan's face changed.
Could it be? What a coincidence!
Boom!
The ground seemed to rise as if something was pushing it from below. The land cracked, sending debris flying. A vine shot up like a soil dragon, accompanied by a thunderous sound.
One, two, three...countless green vines forcefully tore through the earth. Each tip gleamed with a cold light, and when they swung through the air, they made a whistling sound. Looking up, the vines nearly covered the entire sky, blocking out the sun.
Qiao Wan took a silent step back.
Swish -
Suddenly, several vine tendrils swung quickly towards her head!
With a quick turn of her foot, she tried another direction, but more vine tendrils blocked her way.
In the blink of an eye, Qiao Wan found herself surrounded by swirling vine tendrils.
Without hesitation, she drew her sword and swung.
To her surprise, the vine tendrils split in two, with the fallen piece on the ground angrily jumping up to join its main body, both now facing the unaware cultivator in front of them.
Knowing that cutting them in half would only make more appear, Qiao Wan immediately sheathed her sword. She started using the Wuxiang Technique and the Miao Wei footwork, stepping on the vine tendrils and jumping up and down, trying to tie them in knots.
Since cutting them wasn't working, she had to try a different approach.
Zhang Zhiyi's Five-element compass wasn't particularly powerful. These vine tendrils didn't seem to have any intelligence, aside from being able to split. All they focused on was chasing after her.
With one hand using the Wuxiang Technique and her feet moving swiftly with the clever Footwork, Qiao Wan was running like her bottom was on fire, huffing and puffing, in a hurry and full of energy.
If someone was there, they would definitely notice that the faster she moved through the vines, the more agile her movements became.
In other words, she was becoming more skilled in using the Wuxiang Technique.
Finally, Qiao Wan stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and looked at the countless vines tangled behind her. No matter how much she twisted and turned, she couldn't break free from them.
Taking a deep breath, she mustered all her strength and leaped forward!
Success at last!
*
Inside the illusionary realm.
Everyone was still in a stand-off.
There was still an hour before the first round of the conference would end.
Zhang Zhiyi lay on the ground, unmoving, his gaze fixed on the magnificent boar in front of him.
"Allan, what should we do, Taoist Friend Zhang? Shall we just keep waiting like this?"
The one who spoke was a young Buddhist practitioner from Zhang Zhiyi's team.
The Buddha frowned, full of worries.
"Wait," said Zhang Zhiyi in a deep voice, "given the current situation, even if Xie Xingzhi is here, it's not wise for him to intervene."
As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant spark suddenly burst from his hand on the Five-element compass.
"Taoist Friend Zhang!!" exclaimed the Buddha in surprise.
An attack?!!
This commotion caught the attention of those present.
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"Somebody attacked?"
The compass!
His compass!
As he watched the precious compass in his hand suddenly explode into sparks, Zhang Zhiyi was dumbfounded. Instinctively, he took a few steps back while holding the compass, feeling as if a small, white shadow had flashed by in front of him.
When he turned around again, he suddenly noticed that something was off.
The surroundings became strangely quiet.
He felt a shadow suddenly cast over his head, and Zhang Zhiyi froze.
The eyes of the mighty hedgehog that had been roaming in the middle of the dense forest turned and looked down at Zhang Zhiyi from above.
Zhang Zhiyi : "..."
The bold hedgehog stomped its hind legs confidently.
What a great opportunity!
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Here it comes! The perfect moment! Taoist friends, let's go!
Shan Gao charged forward.
Numerous magical tools also sprung into action.
In the thick fog, all the cultivators took advantage of this opportunity and leapt out with great momentum, launching an attack towards Shan Gao! Caught between these two groups, Zhang Zhiyi hadn't even had a chance to run back. In the blink of an eye, he was lifted up into the sky by Shan Gao and quickly stabbed like a sieve by the following magical tools!
The jade slip and the Souvenir Stone suddenly glowed.
A line of words appeared with a buzzing sound.
"The boar has killed Zhang Zhiyi !"
Witnessing this scene, all the cultivators still in the midst of the charge trembled.
This kill message is too shameful! I can't die! I absolutely can't die! At least not be killed by a wild boar! If I die like this and return to Lotus Seat Peak, my own elders will surely peel me layer by layer.
Qiao Wan, who can shrink her body at will, jumped out of a compass and immediately sensed that something was wrong as soon as she landed.
As she turned around, she saw a bright light shining through the thick fog, and magical objects buzzing and flying around her head.
"This... Are they already starting the boss battle?!" Qiao Wan, who accidentally ended up in the boss battle, hadn't even had time to react when a surprised male voice suddenly exploded from behind her.
"Lu Cixian?!" exclaimed Fang Lingqing as he emerged from the woods, followed by a young man wearing grass-stained shoes.
"Fang Lingqing?!" Qiao Wan also looked surprised. "Taoist Friend Qi?"
Fang Lingqing, with a shocked expression as if a dead person had suddenly risen from a coffin, asked, "Where did you go?! What day is it?"
He had been searching for him for two whole days! During these two days, he kept circling the red dot, only to now see the young man standing calmly in front of him, with a bewildered look that completely caught him off guard. This expression made Fang Lingqing a bit angry.
This is bad.
Fang Lingqing didn't mention the time, but as soon as he did, Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly realized that time was running out.
"How much time is left?"
Despite being annoyed, Fang Lingqing looked at the jade pendant and answered honestly, "One hour, only one hour left."
Qiao Wan snatched the jade slip from Fang Lingqing's hand and quickly checked her score.
It was a little over sixty points.
Qiao Wan asked, "How many more points do I need?"
"You'll need over a hundred points if you want to stay." It was Qi Feidao who spoke up.
In the Mathematics Department, Qi Feidao was clever and had been paying attention to the number of people and fluctuation of scores in the secret realm since they entered.
In this big battle of the secret realm, there were initially 500 participants, and the bottom 300 would be eliminated based on their scores and rankings.
Currently, even the person with the lowest score among the top 200 had over a hundred points.
Calculating quickly in her mind, Qiao Wan realized that she would need to take down at least five or six opponents if each one was worth ten points.
The problem now is that the cultivators who were able to stay are not easy to deal with.
With only one hour left, it would be foolish to believe that we can get the heads of these five or six people in such a short amount of time.
In the time it took to say just a few sentences, Shan Gao roared angrily not far away, causing a large area of trees to fall down with a loud crash, accompanied by the sound of a few people crying in despair.
【The pig killed XXX】
【The pig killed XXX】
【The pig killed XXX】
How embarrassing, it's so embarrassing.
The cultivators who were killed by the pig fell down to the ground, tears streaming from their faces.
They never imagined that after surviving the past two days, they would end up being killed by a pig on the last day. Is this how humans do things?!
The onlookers on Lotus Seat Peak, watching the killings and shouting on the Souvenir Stone, were even more confused.
Did these disciples from the three sects provoke a pig's nest in the illusionary realm?!
In the magical realm of Lotus Seat Peak, amidst all the chaos, Qiao Wan stretched her body and silently wielded her sword.
Fang Lingqing was startled, "There's only one more hour left, what else can you do?!"
Qiao Wan's eyes gleamed with determination as she proudly responded, "Let's go, let's defeat the boss!"
