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He activated his Spirit Qi, not holding anything back as he attacked. All of a sudden, all that could be seen was a mass of lightning gathering. Out of that lightning a long dragon formed, appearing on the stage. Bits of stone from the stage blasted everywhere and tongues of lightning lashed the surroundings as the other party moved, making a beeline for Si Yu in an imposing manner.
Si Yu was shocked, but it was too late to avoid it. She thus leaped into the air and controlled her Sword Qi to summon forth hundreds of spirit swords which surrounded her to block the lightning.
However, due to her cultivation level being lower than her opponent, this kind of defense could only last a while. More and more of her Spirit Qi would be consumed the longer this continued. Already, her Spirit Qi could not take the burden as evident from some of the lightning bolts managing to break into the sword array and striking her body. This was a sign that the sword array was about to collapse.
It was over.
Yin Yuanfei heaved a sigh of relief. But just as he was about to deal the final blow to his opponent to win the competition, he felt a slight chill on his back. Having a rich experience in battle, he subconsciously used his sword to defend his back and then, with a clashing sound, he felt a weight in his hand as Si Yu who had been trapped in the barrage of lightning suddenly appeared behind him.
Turning back to look, he saw there was no one in the sword array anymore.
Illusion array!
He was taken aback as he retreated. He had never expected her to know how to use array formations. His palm began to feel numb. Were all Sword Cultivators this strong? His senses sharpened and he grew vigilant in this battle.
The both of them fought for two incense sticks’ length of time. Although neither did not hold any advantage over the other, Si Yu was only an early stage Golden Core; thus, she was beginning to grow weaker and she also became slower in dodging the opponent’s lightning bolts.
Yin Yuanfei heaved a sigh of relief and he further concentrated on summoning forth lightning bolts. Si Yu furrowed her brows at this. Although she felt indignant, she could not win this battle. She used up all her Spirit Qi and the protection around her body disappeared, and then the skyful of lightning struck her body.
Just when she was about to give up, a bolt of lightning greeted her head-on but luckily it struck her chest. Something seemed to slide out of her. Her expression immediately changed, and she rushed over to pick it up, but it was too late—the bell that had fallen out of her clothing dropped to the ground and was destroyed by a bolt of lightning.
Si Yu turned as pale as a sheet, showing no sign of blood on her face. She could not care less about the lightning bolts falling around her as she stared at the ground.
My… bell… bell…
Seeing the opponent not resisting, Yin Yuanfei immediately stopped his attacks and cupped his fists, saying,
Fellow Daoist, thank you!
…
The other party remained stiff. Thinking that she did not hear him clearly, he repeated,
Fellow Daoist, your Spirit Qi has already been used up. There is no point in continuing this battle.
He was reminding her to admit defeat.
…
Fellow Daoist?
…
Fellow Daoist, why are you…
He took a step forward but before he could finish his sentence, his opponent who had been in a daze suddenly turned around with bloodshot eyes and exuded a murderous intent as she pounced towards him.
I am going to destroy you, bastard!
Huh?
Before he could react, his opponent who had no more Spirit Qi suddenly flexed her powerful muscles which tore through even her shirt. Her originally petite figure grew larger by a few times. It was as if she was shooting sharp blades from her eyes, fueled by a burning fury.
Return me my gift!
Danger!
One word immediately surfaced in his mind. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late. He felt his collar tightening and then he was directly slammed ruthlessly onto the ground. The next moment, a series of punches fell upon his face like raindrops along with a string of interrogations.
Return me my gift! Return me my gift! Return my gift…
Each punch was heavier than the last, making it harder for Yin Yuanfei. After a while, Yin Yuanfei completely lost consciousness.
As for the competition stage, there were only the sounds of punches—Bam… Bam… Bam…—echoing.
The entire venue was filled with dead silence.
…
What had they seen? A Body… Body Cultivator! A female one! One that was alive and kicking.
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Lonemoon who knew what was going on:
…
What’s that iron barbie doing? Return me my gentle and cute disciple!
The bloody beating of a match lasted for ten minutes before the judge managed to react and shout,
Invincible… Invincible Sect, Si Yu wins!
After that, the judge jumped onto the stage trying to stop the Si Yu. As he drew nearer, the transformed iron barbie, Si Yu, turned back to glare at him. Those eyes of hers were bloody red, emitting a murderous intent as she continued her attack with no signs of stopping.
The sight of this frightened the judge.
Shen Ying!
Lonemoon gritted his teeth and turned towards the person beside him. It was all this girl’s fault.
Huh?
Shen Ying was blank. What do you want?
Master…
Only Yi Qing remained calm as he reminded,
If she don’t stop, that man is going to be beaten to death.
What’s more, her head was filled with anger, so she most likely would not listen to anyone’s words.
Oh.
Shen Ying finally spoke up, shouting,
Little Green! Stop hitting him.
Everyone present were stunned and immediately froze.
Si Yu slowly turned and looked over, the entirety of her huge frame shaking. She sniffled as an uncontrollable flood of tears came gushing out her eyes. Pointing at the bell on the ground, she wailed,
Sect Master, the bell… bell… My bell… wa…
Suddenly, the place was filled with Si Yu’s grieved wails.
The crowd:
…
What was with this situation? Why was the winner crying first? Shouldn’t the one who was beaten up be crying?
Σ(°△°
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Shen Ying suddenly felt a little guilty. She jumped over onto the competition stage, tapped Si Yu on her shoulders and said,
Don’t cry, don’t cry.
Sect Master.
Si Yu sniffled as if having found a pillar to lean on. Her aura of before subsided and she immediately turned back to that gentle and cute girl.
But… but my bell…
It’s alright. If it’s broken, it’s broken.
Shen Ying took out a piece of candy from her pocket and coaxed her like a child.
You want a sweet?
Sect Master, you are giving it to me?!
Her tears stopped as she wore a face of disbelief.
Then… can you gift me a new bell?
Sure, I’ll get chef to make one later.
Thank you, Sect Master!
The two of them finally walked off the stage.
Everyone:
…
What kind of sect was this exactly?!
Father Niu, let’s go for the celebration meal.
Shen Ying waved towards the a certain person wallowing in despair in the house.
Eat your head!
Lonemoon tightened his grip around the cup in his hand and shattered it. He exploded immediately afterward, saying,
What’s there to celebrate?!
Si Yu had become this year’s champion of the Golden Core division. The Invincible Sect’s reputation had spread throughout the entire Upper Azure World. Despite this, however, Lonemoon was not the least bit happy and even wanted to curse: son of a bitch!
The reason was because with Si Yu’s battle, the entire Upper Azure World knew that all of Invincible Sect’s disciples were Body Cultivators. There weren’t many who liked Body Cultivators for starters, and now with this kind of promotion, their road to success was completely blocked. There was no need to have hope that anyone would want to join the Invincible Sect; after all, there were easier paths of cultivation. Nobody would want to do things the hard way and get struck dead in the process of body cultivation.
Originally, he had instructed the nine girls in advance to only use sword techniques in battle when he brought them to compete. For one, it was because they were indeed proficient in sword techniques, and two, it was to hide the fact that they were Body Cultivators. Even if someone realized their bodies were stronger than the normal, they would still only think that they were Sword Cultivators.
Alas, in the end…
Who freaking knew that Body Cultivators had a second mode? Bursting into muscles in battle and immediately transforming into an iron barbie?
He was being freaking toyed with, right? He felt like the heavens had begun to lose their love for him.
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Son of a bitch!
