383 The Gale River Palm

The audience watched with wide eyes as the attack faded away like nothing. The green wind barrier that was surrounding was like a shredder that ripped the blue qi whip into nothing.

Lin Mu was also watching this and was impressed by the green wind barrier that Qing Yuan Tiu had created. From her style of fighting, Lin Mu could tell that she would be immobile a lot and thus would need a method to protect her.

Normally she should have been part of a team, but since she was alone now, she had used a different method of defending herself against the attacks. But when Lin Mu took a closer look using his spirit sense, he realized that the green wind barrier was not something that could be used for a long time.

He could see the fluctuating spirit qi that was circulating in her spirit qi circuits and it looked as it if was going to fade away at any moment.

'Looks like her defense is for a short term but can block a lot of damage.' Lin Mu thought.

Dumu Ao who had been dumbstruck by this was trying to attack again but could not do so as Qing Yuan Tiu attacked before that. She spread her palms away before pushing them towards him.

~Shua~

"There it is again, the gale river palm!" The Junior disciple of the Tri cauldron peony sect said.

The greenish wind that was spinning around Qing Yuan Tiu flowed to the front and turned into a pillar of wind that hit Dumu Ao.

~Thud~

Dumu Ao was thrown out of the ring and his back hit the ground. Though it seemed like Qing Yuan Tiu was a bit more lenient this time and there was no excess force behind the attack. It had merely pushed Dumu Ao out of the ring, but had not made him slam against the wall and break his bones like Qing Yuan Tiu's previous opponent.

Dumu Ao took a couple of seconds to recover before standing up.

"I thank senior sister Qing Yuan Tiu for her lenience!" Dumu Ao stated in a respectful tone.

Qing Yuan Tiu simply nodded her head and looked towards the referee, who raised his right hand.

"Qing Yuan Tiu is the winner!" He declared.

"Impressive fight!"

"I wonder if the Autumn valley sect is still accepting disciples."

"Still, Dumu Ao did have some good skills. It was his misfortune that he had to be paired up against someone that was an entire cultivation realm above him."

A cacophony of voices came from the audience, and the people cheered with joy. While this fight was also quite short, the people still got to see the different skills which had exacted and entertained them.

Qing Yuan Tiu and Dumu Ao went back to their seats after this, and no healers were needed in this match. Now two more fights were remaining, and there was a fifty percent chance that Lin Mu would end up fighting in this match or the next one.

The referee shook the wooden cylinder and pulled out the next match up.

"The next match will be… Bu Lang versus Cai Wen!" The referee declared.

Lin Mu's eyes lit up as soon as he heard the announcement. Bu Lang and Cai Wen were the perfect candidates to test his skills on. What Lin Mu wanted to do was to see if his range with the Nine Divine Heart sutras had increased or not.

He had not had the chance, neither had he remembered to check it in the recent few days. And with his increasing cultivation, there was a chance that it had increased. Bu Lang and Cai Wen were aristocrats as well and were both at the peak stage of the qi refining realm, making this match rather fair.

The two contestants headed towards the ring and waited for the referee to start it.

"Fight!" The referee ordered.

Bu Lang and Cai Wen both had similar fighting styles and were even using similar techniques.

"This Cai Wen… is there any chance he's related to Lord Cai?" Lin Mu questioned, seeing some familiarity between them.

"Yes, you are right. Cai Wen is the nephew of Lord Cai and lives at the capital city. He's come to attend the fight to represent lord Cai." Wu Hei answered.

"Oh? Is that so… but then where is lord Cai? I can't see him here." Lin Mu asked further.

"Lord Cai was attending the previous competitions these past four days and wanted to attend this one too, but he had some kind of an emergency and had to give up on it." Wu Hei answered.

Lin Mu furrowed his brows as he wondered what could have been important enough for Lord Cai to miss this tournament. From what he had seen, the old man liked to be social and made a lot of connections in the aristocratic circle.

But he was willing to miss out on a great chance such as this for some reason.

"What about this Bu Lang?" Lin Mu questioned.

"Bu Lang is also from the capital city and is one of the younger generation members of the Bu Clan." Wu Hei said.

"Is that why their fighting styles are similar because they both learned in the capital city?" Lin Mu questioned curiously.

"Both of them went to the same martial academy in the capital city that is popular amongst the aristocrats. That's why they have similar fighting styles. But if you consider just talent, then Bu Lang is above Cai Wen. He reached the peak stage of the Qi refining realm two years earlier than Cai Wen." Wu Hei answered.

Lin Mu nodded his head and turned back to look at the fight.

Bu Lang and Cai Wen had already exchanged a few blows, and their clothes were in disarray.

"Haa" Bu Lang shouted as he did a palm strike to Cai Wen's back.

Cai Wen was a bit slow to block it and ended up taking the full force of the attack.

~Thwack~

No bones were broken, but Cai Wen had been shaken due to the impact. Lin Mu looked at the two closely before chanting the severing heart sutra in a very low voice.