Chapter 118: Chapter 110: Advancing to the Seventh Grade, Intense Battle (Double-Length) (Part 2)

The duel between the two did not involve much flashy or mystical Dharma Seals, but continuously amassed sword light to make it faster and sharper.

"Screech!"

In sword cultivator duels, the outcome is decided quickly.

Just after a few breaths, Xiaoo Yi’s chest was slashed open with a hideous wound, blood flowing abundantly, with his internal organs faintly visible.

On the other hand, the Zhou Family youth only had his sleeve cut off a bit.

The difference in skill was clear.

Xiaoo Yi’s face turned pale, appearing lost and incredulous.

"I appreciate your letdown, Junior Brother Xiaoo!"

The Zhou Family youth clasped his hands behind his back and smiled gently at Xiaoo Yi.

"Swish!"

In front of the hall, an elder flicked his wrist, and a green beam of light landed on Xiaoo Yi’s chest, healing his wound.

"Now that you are defeated, go and rest; the Lower Third Grade still has a chance for more battles."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoo Yi’s face grew even paler. He took several deep breaths to suppress his agitated emotions, bowed to the Zhou Family youth, and returned to his seat, but his back was a bit slumped.

"Fellow disciples, is there anyone else who wishes to claim the Cyan Rainbow Golden Cloud Qi? Zhou Jun will accompany you to the end!"

The Zhou Family youth, filled with pride, loudly asked the audience.

The path of rivalry cares not for quantity but quality.

Xiaoo Yi is the Grand Senior Brother of the Cyan Flame Peak of this Qi Refining Stage generation, having surpassed countless Daoist School sword cultivator peers on his journey; defeating Xiaoo Yi signifies triumph over many peers.

At this moment, carrying the momentum of victory, he questioned everyone, and no one dared to respond.

In the Cyan Flame Peak seating, a young man, seemingly resentful, was about to step onto the stage, but Xiaoo Yi held him back.

Seeing this, Zhou Jun burst into laughter, flicked his sleeve, took the Cyan Rainbow Golden Cloud Qi and the Token, and leisurely returned to his seat.

After this battle, the atmosphere inside the hall immediately polarized; some had sweaty palms, while others were full of fighting spirit.

The elder swung his large sleeve again, and a red-golden colored spiritual qi, carrying a token like a flame, spiraled above the Jade Platform. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Red Flame Flowing Light Qi!"

"A material for forging the Golden Sun Dao Foundation, who wishes to claim it?"

Before the elder’s voice had faded, several people rose loudly.

"I’m coming!"

"I’m coming!"

Among the Seven Vein, Noble Family, and Humble Lineage, all had people soaring into the air, eager to seize this spiritual qi.

Evidently, there were quite a few cultivators practicing the Red Fire category of True Maps.

Gu Yuan instantly understood why Bian Chuyao insisted on seeking the Flowing Flame Golden Fruit.

Without this fruit, the girl simply wouldn’t have absolute confidence in seizing the spiritual qi.

"Humble lineage disciples also wish to claim high-grade spiritual qi?"

Because he was closer to the Jade Throne, a wide-browed, thin-lipped young man from the Seven Vein first stepped onto the Jade Platform.

This person was precisely the Cyan Flame Peak disciple who wanted to stand up for Xiaoo Yi earlier.

He glanced at the Noble Family side, his expression slightly serious, but turning to the Humble Lineage standing youth, his face immediately bore a mocking expression.

"Are humble lineage disciples not Daoist School disciples?"

"You can cultivate to Qi Refining Ninth Layer; why can’t I? You can comprehend Foundation Establishment Method; why can’t I? This Red Flame Flowing Light Qi you can contend for, and so can I!"

The humble lineage disciple, looking ordinary and seemingly old, with a trace of weathered look in his eyes, yet his appearance hadn’t aged, probably due to daily labor, appeared a bit aged.

Facing the questioning from the Cyan Flame Peak disciple, he countered without courtesy, with an imposing manner like a mountain.

Furthermore, he moved swiftly, unexpectedly arriving on the Jade Platform ahead of the other Noble Family disciple.

Seeing this, the Noble Family disciple immediately halted, watching the two with great interest.

In the Flowing Cloud Banquet’s magical combat, it doesn’t matter about win-after-win battles.

Every time one wins, there will be a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to help the winner recover mana, then continue fighting.

Keep fighting until no one vies for it.

The Daoist School also wants to test the caliber of its disciples through this banquet.

Slow combat, no hurry.

"Humble lineage disciples can’t cultivate Upper Four True Diagrams; you switched to other methods?"

Seeing the humble lineage disciple didn’t care about his identity, the Cyan Flame Peak disciple grew angry and sternly questioned.

"What concern is it to you? The Daoist School never forbids disciples from switching to other methods; if they attain the Great Dao, it’s also the Daoist School’s legacy!"

The humble lineage disciple replied lightly.

But this was true; the Daoist School would rather its disciples cultivate as many mysterious techniques as possible; if they can achieve Golden Core, establish peaks and take on students, it equates to the Daoist School gaining another True Map.

And the Noble Family and Seven Vein being able to practice the Upper Four True Diagrams precisely because these four True Maps were collected by numerous Golden Cores after establishing the Cyan Peak Daoist School Mountain Gate, giving their descendants and disciples more choices.

"Sharp mouth!"

Seeing the person before him had no reverence for him, the Cyan Flame Peak disciple grew furious, unleashing several Dharma Seals simultaneously; in an instant, cyan flames spread, jade fire surged, resembling a Great River, rushing toward the humble lineage disciple.

"Fire-Devouring Celestial Seal!"

But the humble lineage disciple merely let out a cold snort, opened his mouth and swallowed, unexpectedly consuming the vast sea of flames.

"Jade Flame Seal!"

Seeing this, the Cyan Flame Peak disciple’s expression changed slightly, and he turned his hand to unleash another Secret Seal, summoning a rain of fire toward the humble lineage disciple.

But the disciple just opened his mouth again and swallowed, absorbing all the flames into his stomach.

It was as if he had a cosmos in his belly, capable of containing limitless jade flames.

"What Dharma Seal is this?!"

The Jade Flame Peak youth’s face shifted, but the humble lineage disciple did not reply, merely opened his mouth and spat; a green flame instantly danced like a Flood Dragon, directly knocking the youth off the Jade Platform.

"Bang!"

The victory was swiftly settled, and the youth’s face turned ghastly pale, appearing unwilling to yield, wishing to step onto the platform and fight again. Still, the elder flicked his sleeve, sending him back to his original position.