ebookland Chapter 117 Group Stage Advancement
Chapter 117 Group Stage Advancement
The next moment, Lu Zhaozhao's sword fell, and there was a loud noise on both sides.
Jin Ke recalled the heavy sword at the last moment, but he didn't have time to fully activate his defense. After being hit, he couldn't help but kneel on one knee and hold on to the sword to barely avoid falling down. However, Cen Jianwen was not as lucky as him.
Lu Zhaozhao attacked him with a sword. He was not good at close combat, and most of the talismans in his hand had been used in the previous attacks and obstructions. In the current situation, he had to take out all the remaining talismans, throw the offensive ones at Lu Zhaozhao, and pile all the defensive ones on himself.
At the moment before the sword fell, Cen Jianwen calculated the possibility of withstanding this blow.
Lu Zhaozhao is in the late Nascent Soul stage. With his early Nascent Soul stage cultivation and so many talismans, he can only be seriously injured at most and still have the strength to fight back.
Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly became much firmer. He even thought that after Lu Zhaozhao's attack, it would be the best time for them to counterattack, and he couldn't help but feel more excited.
Lu Zhaozhao looked at his suddenly calm expression, guessed what he was thinking, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and put down the sword without paying attention.
The moment the sword fell, a deep sense of fear enveloped Cen Jianwen.
This kind of power is simply not something that can be exerted by a late Nascent Soul cultivator.
"you……"
He didn't say anything, but Lu Zhaozhao continued for him: "I have already passed the thunder tribulation, and all that remains is to ask for the truth."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy blew Cen Jianwen away. His pale face and body were shaken out of the ring.
The whole audience was shocked and silent.
"She has already reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm?"
Bai Yuanzhou, watching the battle, puffed out his lips in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock. After all, according to the Wenrenlu, Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty, Lu Zhaozhao, was at the late Nascent Soul stage. Therefore, he had prepared to face the enemy at that stage. Previously, he had thought Lu Zhaozhao had some different cultivation method, but now he understood that the difference lay in their realm alone.
Master Bai Yuan, who was standing next to him, looked quietly at the woman in the middle of the field. He could feel that Lu Zhaozhao's cultivation was indeed at the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, but it seemed to be much stronger than an ordinary Nascent Soul.
Before she left the stage, the new version of Wenrenlu was urgently updated. Lu Zhaozhao, the Huizong Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, was in the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm. He held a sharp sword, acted decisively, and was extremely talented. He was tied for first place with Master Bai Yuan of Wenyuan Academy.
On the stage, after dealing with Cen Jianwen, Lu Zhaozhao turned around and pointed his sword at the half-kneeling Jin Ke.
Jin Ke coughed twice in a low voice, exerted force with his arms, stood up with the help of the heavy sword, took two shaky steps, steadied his body, and pulled out the sword on the ground with force, pointing it at Lu Zhaozhao.
Lu Zhaozhao looked at Jin Ke calmly. She could feel that the other party was seriously injured and could hardly fight anymore.
However, Jin Ke gritted his teeth and refused to give in. He raised the heavy sword in his hand with difficulty and took a step towards Lu Zhaozhao.
The wind rustled Lu Zhaozhao's hair, and a flicker of determination flashed across her eyes. She knew this battle had to be won.
Jin Ke gritted his teeth, used up his last bit of strength, and rushed towards Lu Zhaozhao with his sword. However, his movements had long lost their former agility, and Lu Zhaozhao easily dodged sideways and then stabbed with his sword.
Just as Jin Ke was about to launch the final attack, Lu Zhaozhao flashed and appeared behind Jin Ke like a ghost. She swung her sword lightly, and Jin Ke's sword flew out of her hand.
Jin Ke knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. He knew he had lost, but there was no resentment in his eyes.
Lu Zhaozhao put away her sword and looked at the people below. Her gaze was firm and confident, as if telling everyone that she was the truly powerful one.
At the stage, someone immediately announced Lu Zhaozhao's victory, and cheers and applause rang out all around. Lu Zhaozhao watched all this with an expressionless face, knowing that she was one step closer to her goal.
She raised her head and looked towards the Golden Terrace, a glint of determination in her eyes. There, she would face even greater challenges, and she was ready.
The ringing of the bell at the side of the stage means the end of this group's competition and the beginning of the next round.
Lu Zhaozhao stood on the ring, looking quietly at the distance.
Before her competition was over, two bells rang in her ears. Now that she was done with the competition, she could find the source of the two bells.
One is Master Bai Yuan’s arena; the other is Sang Pan who suddenly appeared.
"Boom-thump-"
The long bell rang again. Lu Zhaozhao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a female cultivator in moon-white clothes, holding a seven-stringed harp, occupying the stage not far away.
It’s Yaotong.
Lu Zhaozhao was not surprised by the result. On the contrary, she was somewhat happy. At present, it seemed that the winner of each group was the opponent she most wanted to face.
Some people may hope that their opponents are as weak as possible, but Lu Zhaozhao is different. She hopes that her opponents are the strongest among this session, so that she can not only maximize her abilities, but also prove that her victory is by no means lucky!
A disciple led Lu Zhaozhao off the stage. She slowly left the competition area and walked towards the spectator seats.
Ying Che walked towards her from a distance and hugged her tightly in his arms.
He was so happy that he was completely speechless.
As the winner, Lu Zhaozhao comforted this senior brother who had clearly climbed the Golden Stage.
"Junior sister is indeed far-sighted. I think she came down the mountain before the competition because she had an opportunity. If she has any requests in the future, I will definitely not stop her!"
Ying Che's eyes were filled with tears, and his moved look made Lu Zhaozhao even see some kindness in him.
She was so scared that she got goosebumps and quickly said she was tired and wanted to rest.
Ying Che suddenly understood and immediately pulled her to sit at the table to watch the competition.
On her way back, two more groups decided the winner.
Liao Chou from Jianzhong, and Xu Yousi from Wenyuan Academy.
She had met Liao Chou before, but as for this Xu Yousi...
"Brother, what do you think of this person from the outside?"
Lu Zhaozhao looked at Ying Che, who pondered for a moment before replying, "Disciples of Wenyuan Academy naturally possess extremely solid fundamentals. His Nascent Soul stage, combined with Wenyuan's unique learning, makes him the clear leader in his group. It's just that his moves are too rigid, and after a few rounds, his opponent was able to guess his intentions. He was able to reach this point because of the suppression of his realm. If it were someone of the same realm, he would likely be defeated. Instead of focusing on him, it's better to pay more attention to Liao Chou from the Sword Tomb. His physique is indeed somewhat unique."
Ying Che shook his head as he spoke, and after hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao felt relieved.
"Oh, by the way, Senior Brother, how is Junior Sister Nian?"
When Nian Zhi was mentioned, Ying Che's face showed a bit more anxiety. He looked in one direction and saw that the situation on that arena was extremely serious.