ou have never left the imperial city. What are you plotting""Shouldn't we have a good chat"At this time, countless phantoms materialized around Yuan Chunqing.It is difficult to distinguish true from f...Song Jingzhong's power, combined with the might of the Heavenly Breaking Sword, instantly locked down the space around Yun Hao!
Even with the power of teleportation, it would be impossible to use it in this kind of lockdown.
Just like Yang Lin before him, he started by guarding against his teleportation ability.
After all, this art is deviant in some ways.
The space around him was locked down by Song Jingzhong's sword, but Yun Hao's face still showed no sign of panic. He just casually raised his hand and waved it lightly.
It's like having a buzzing fly right in front of you.
Wave your hand to shoo it away!
"Boom!"
However, it was this light and casual wave of his arm that unleashed an extremely terrifying aura from the sleeve of his robe.
This breath is gray.
As soon as it appeared, it instantly turned everything in front of Yun Hao into grayish stone.
Song Jingzhong's mighty sword energy slashed against the stone, only cracking a corner of it.
Next, the gray aura continued to spread, solidifying Song Jingzhong's sword qi into a gray stone.
Then even the Heavenly Shattering Sword held by Song Jingzhong was covered in a layer of grayish stone skin, spreading upwards from the tip of the blade.
Song Jingzhong's face changed drastically, and he poured his power into the holy sword, but it couldn't shatter the stone skin at all.
Looking on, the eerie gray stone skin was about to spread to the hilt.
Song Jingzhong was so frightened that he hurriedly loosened his grip on the sword and retreated violently!
"You lost." Yun Hao's calm and indifferent voice followed.
As soon as the words left his mouth, his arm swept through the air once more with a light, casual motion. The eerie gray petrifying force vanished into thin air.
He wielded the very means by which the Source Master controlled the power of Calamity.
Song Jingzhong wasn't a warrior of the Dao Entry realm yet, he couldn't resist the power of the calamity at all.
As for the holy sword... while the power of calamity couldn't penetrate the weapon's interior, that layer of stone temporarily sealed its edge. It would take at least a cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm to use their Dao force and remove the gray stone skin created by the power of calamity.
The entire audience was silent.
Everyone thought that Song Jingzhong, wielding the Holy Sword, could easily defeat Jian Hongchen, the Holy Son of Wanjianmen, with a single strike, securing his place in the first circle of the Dao Luminosity for cultivation.
...What nobody expected…
The ending turned out to be like this.
"Disaster..."
Damn it, you actually used a Source Master's technique! You're a Source Master!
"Ahhhhh!"
Song Jingzhong roared with anger, if he had known the other party was a Sourceground Master, he would have never acted so recklessly. With some preparation, even if the Sourceground Master could utilize the power of Calamity, he would have had a 90% chance of winning.
Possible...
Before this, no one knew that Jian Hongchen was actually a Source Earth Master!
Loyi smiled and walked back to Yunhao's side, sighing: "Brother Hongchen, even Jinghong Ancestor reminded you that as a newly-established source master, don't use the power of calamity at will. If you are not careful, you will be retaliated by calamity. Fortunately... fortunately this time, luck was good and you were not retaliated by calamity."
Everyone: "..."
Loyee looked at Song Jingzhong and immediately said, “Song Jingzhong, congratulations, you lost again. Keep your word and hand over those two tokens.”
Song Jingzhong's face turned ashen. He remained silent.
"Well, well, trying to skip out on the bill"
Song Jingzhong looked at the two people who had just obtained the quota to cultivate in the second circle of the avenue's brilliance.
"Song, we can have fun and mess around as usual, but this quota isn't a joke. You better figure it out yourself."
“If I lose this spot, I'm finished. My clan won't let me off easy, so Song Gongzi, I truly can't help you!”
Song Jingzhong gritted his teeth and said, "The quotas are theirs, I can't control them!"
The smile on Luo Yi's face vanished instantly, replaced by a layer of frost.
“Brother, don't worry about this, leave it to me. You take care of the wager, and I'll handle collecting the debt!”
"Having said that, Luo Yi stared at Song Jingzhong and said: "Of course, you can't control them, but the bet was your idea. I have no choice but to ask you for those two spots. I, Luo Yi, am putting this out there today, those two spots, you must give up. Whether you want to or not, you must give them up. Don't try to back out, otherwise, the consequences will be yours!"
At this moment, Loyi is extremely domineering and powerful.
Song Jingzhong was no longer afraid of losing face, his face had already been lost anyway. He snorted coldly and said: "This is the Martial Hall, not your Wanjian Gate."
In other words, even within your Wan Jian Men, you have no right to shout and clamor before me!
"Blood-stained dust, Luo Yi, return Yang Lin's token and mine. Be honest! Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't leave the Martial Hall!"
The people around, their faces all changed.
But no one dared to speak up.
Even if Song Jingzhong were to do such a thing, they wouldn't have the right to intervene.
This is the territory of the Wudang Palace. Behind Song Jingzhong stands Song Xiao, one of the biggest figures in the Wudang Palace. No one wants to... and dares not offend Song Jingzhong.
Loyee sneered repeatedly, "How imposing. Do you really think this is the Martial Hall and everyone is afraid of you I'll say it one last time, if you don't hand over those two spots, I'm going to have to make a move!"
Song Jingzhong's expression tensed. He took out another sword from his storage ring—this one was a mid-grade Heavenly Rank blade—and held it in his hand.
"Loy, if you don't return the two tokens, I'll make sure you regret it!" Song Jingzhong roared.
"Aren't you the type who doesn't hit women" Loyee retorted sarcastically.
Song Jingzhong: “I can make an exception this time!”
Just now, he couldn't figure out Loy's strength and didn't want to take the risk, so he didn't compete with Loy.
We're pushed to the wall now, might as well have a drink.
"I'm so scared," said Loiy. Lee laughed coldly.
Song Jingzhong: "I'll say this one last time, immediately return the two tokens, or none of you will leave the Martial Hall!"
Loi: "I'm saying this for the last time, if you still insist on shirking your responsibility for those two spots, I'll teach you a lesson with my sword!"
Song Jingzhong took a deep breath, and suddenly, the cultivation of a peak Heaven-Human Realm exploded. With one step, he rushed towards Luo Yi, his heavenly-ranked middle-grade sword sweeping out.
Even without the boost of the Heaven Piercing Sword, Song Jingzhong, ranked ninth on the Azure Cloud Rankings, still wielded a sword with immense power.
However.
Loyee didn't take it seriously at all, just extending two slender, white fingers forward.
That sharp edge, it instantly shattered!
Loi Yi's fingers clamped down on Song Jingzhong's sword!
Song Jingzhong exerted all his might, but his sword couldn't even tremble.
Loyee snorted coldly.
A powerful force surged along the blade, erupting at the hilt and directly blasting Song Jingzhong's arm into a mist of blood. Song Jingzhong's body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing against the wall with a thud.
Then came a muffled giggle.
Loi Yi's finger-held blade shot forward, piercing Song Jingzhong's chest and hanging his body on the wall!
...
Except for Yun Hao, everyone else was dumbfounded.
Song Jingzhong, ranked ninth on the Qingyun List, was actually defeated by Lo Yiyi from Wanjianmen with just two fingers...any source masters, all giving their full support to Su's formation.The fat man greeted everyone enthusiastically.""Get out!""Stay as far away from me as you can! I don't want to see you!"Oh my, you l...