Chapter 620 Fancy it
Li Zhirui stood in the yard for a long time. It was not until Jiang Fengwu came out to find him that he woke up from his meditation and murmured: "I hope you will have good luck and recover your body."
"Zhiyue is gone?"
"Left a few days ago."
Jiang Fengwu paused and said: "Only when you go out can you find a way to live. If you stay on Ten Thousand Immortals Island, you can only wait for death. Maybe Zhiyue will encounter an adventure?"
"You're right, go back."
Jiang Fengwu could understand Li Zhirui's current mood. He didn't speak and just stayed with him silently.
In the next few days, Li Zhirui locked himself in the alchemy room to sort out his mood.
He originally thought that after he broke through the Nascent Soul, he would have enough strength to protect his family and tribesmen, but lessons learned time and time again told him that this was just what he thought, and in fact the Nascent Soul was just mediocre.
He needs more strength to have the confidence to protect his family and people!
In fact, Li Zhirui also knew that he was not to blame for what happened to Li Zhiyue, but the occurrence of this incident made him realize his powerlessness.
Perhaps a small mental barrier has been broken, and the realm that has been stagnant for a long time has actually loosened. Although it is not enough for Li Zhirui to break the small bottleneck in the late Yuan Ying, at least it will not trap him for too long.
squeak——
"Zhirui, are you okay?" Jiang Fengwu couldn't wait to ask Li Zhirui when he heard the door open.
"It's okay, I've figured it out."
Jiang Fengwu was still a little uneasy. After observing for several days, he found that Li Zhirui had returned to his own rhythm of life, and then he believed what he said.
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Talk about both ends.
After Li Zhixuan, who was far away in the Central Territory, showed her great strength, only a few swordsmen came to the stage to challenge her, but they were all knocked off the stage easily by her.
So far, no sword cultivator has come to challenge her.
After all, this is not the finals yet. Those powerful swordsmen are not willing to waste time on her, because even if they win, they will only gain one point. With this time, they might as well challenge other champions.
And Li Zhixuan was also happy to see this. When others were fighting fiercely, she stood on the ring and watched other people's battles, which could be regarded as gathering intelligence.
The last day of this round of competition soon arrived.
Li Zhixuan originally thought that it would be the same as before, with no one coming on stage to challenge her, but she didn't expect that several people she knew would come on stage one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyan?"
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I'm offended!"
As soon as the referee announced the start of the competition, Hongyan launched a fierce offensive with flexible moves and a scorching aura of sword energy, making it impossible for Li Zhixuan to get close.
Li Zhixuan frowned slightly. Hongyan's attack seemed powerful, but it consumed a lot of mana, so he simply jumped out of her attack range, held her breath and concentrated, and struck out with a few swords.
It seemed like a random attack, but each sword interrupted Hong Yan's offensive just right, forcing her to stop.
"The Taoist friends are awesome! But there's no need to be merciful."
Hongyan knew that she was no match for Li Zhixuan, but she had her own pride and hoped that the other party could use all his strength to fight her. Even if he lost, he would be convinced.
Li Zhirui glanced at the Jian Zong disciples in the audience. She didn't expect that Jian Zong would be so despicable and shameless and wanted to consume her strength with a wheel battle!
If she accidentally loses a game, the monks who challenged her in the past two days will definitely not be able to qualify for the finals with the accumulated points!
Do they think Li Zhixuan is stupid? Can't you see their plan?
She didn't restore her mana before and fought one after another just to show her strength and shock everyone. She was not brainless.
Moreover, as the challenger, Li Zhixuan can not only actively choose the challenger, but also control the time. This kind of calculation cannot be realized at all.
On the contrary, it made people laugh. I really don’t know what the Yuanying leaders of Jianzong thought, and they actually used such despicable methods.
"Okay." Li Zhixuan's originally smiling face turned indifferent in an instant. She summoned her natal magic sword, made a mistake in her steps, and turned into a black shadow and went straight towards Hong Yan.
The sword light was extremely sharp, and it struck Hongyan with boundless killing intent.
At this moment, Hong Yan seemed to have seen his own death!
Her whole body was drowned by the impact of murderous intent. By the time she reacted, it was already too late and she could only quickly say the word "admit defeat".
The referee immediately activated the formation and sent out the red flames.
Fortunately, this was a formal competition, otherwise she would have been a cold corpse at this time!
Hongyan looked at Li Zhixuan with complicated eyes. If there was some affection between the two before, it completely disappeared after she came on stage.
She didn't want to offend Li Zhixuan, who had a bright future, but what could she do? Being ordered to come to power by the elders of the sect, he had no right to object.
Li Zhixuan did not go to see Hongyan, but randomly selected one of the Sword Sect disciples in the audience.
This time, she will kill with all her strength!
With just one breath, the person was driven away.
"Come up!"
Li Zhixuan pointed her sword at a monk, without concealing her disdain, and said, "Let me experience the strength of the disciples of the Eastern Sword Sect!"
There was pity and sarcasm in the referee's eyes. Others might not be able to see how terrifying Li Zhixuan was, after all, he was blocked by the formation, but he, who was in charge of the formation, understood clearly.
The murderous aura was so strong that it was about to condense into substance. He could feel the terror of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood when he stood at the center of the formation. The two forces were fighting, let alone the person facing the murderous aura.
He was sure that the number of people who died in the hands of this female swordsman was definitely no less than one hundred thousand!
Judging from the number of lives killed, the average golden elixir demon cultivator is probably not as good as her.
Second place, third place, fourth place...
Sword Sect disciples came on stage one by one, but no one could withstand a single move from Li Zhixuan!
And she didn't take a moment to rest in between. As soon as the previous one was eliminated, she clicked on the next one.
Such horrific results attracted the attention of all the monks.
"I heard that this woman is a casual cultivator?" The ancestor of the gods on the clouds suddenly asked.
The Nascent Soul Lords who were waiting respectfully aside were a little shocked, and at the same time a little bit envious. She was actually attracted by Uncle Wu Xin! What a great blessing!
You must know that among the ancestors of the gods of Wanjian Sect, Wuxin is the one with the highest realm, the strongest strength, and the most likely to ascend!
"Reporting to Uncle Master, this girl's name is Jiang Ye, and the name on the register is casual cultivator." A Nascent Soul in charge of the register quickly replied.
"Well, after the competition is over, bring the person here so that I can take the test."
"yes!"
Several Nascent Souls looked at the fierce Li Zhixuan and sighed at her luck.
"Damn it! How dare she humiliate my Sword Sect like this!"
The elders of the Sword Sect in the spectator seats smashed the seats at hand in anger.
"Haha, fellow Daoist Qi, please don't be angry. After all, this chair costs ten thousand spirit stones, which is not cheap." A Nascent Soul from the Wanjian Sect said with a smile.
