Chapter 29: Masters Are Like Clouds (Today's Update Will Be Over 10,000 Words)

  "Is this woman the reinforcement invited by Hong Shui Zong, Ye Xiao Cui?" Lin Bai couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. This girl looked extremely young, yet she was actually in the fourth stage of Qi condensation?

  He added a few more precautions against Hong Shui Zong, apart from Jin Wu Zong and Mo Tan Zong, this Hong Shui Zong was the third great enemy.

  There are ten clans participating in the war. The first step is to draw lots and divide into five groups of opponents according to the lot number.

  Lin Heng's representative, Xie Li, drew the number nine. According to the rules, his opponent was the master of the Water Cloud Sect, a fourth-grade late-stage cultivator.

  Character explosion, a burst of cheers from the crowd. Among the nine objects, only three were fourth-grade or later, and I was able to encounter them - what great luck!

  Lin Heng had once killed a fourth-rank late-stage cultivator without drawing out a fifth-rank one, which meant that his chances of winning were greatly increased.

  The Weihui Sect is like this, and the Shu Yun Sect is even more excited. With their strength in the fourth quarter, they thought they could win in the first round, but it was extremely difficult to achieve. Unexpectedly, they encountered the weakest of the ten sects, and the only one that was third-rate, which was really a big mistake.

  Shui Yun Zong's eyes swept towards Wei Yin Zong, and those shining pupils seemed to be like a hungry wolf staring at a plump little sheep.

  "It's really a blessing from heaven! I didn't expect that the initial opponent would be a hidden disciple of the Yi Yin Sect, this time it's definitely possible to enter the second round. In the later stages, if the sect master bursts out and kills, it's possible to kill a fifth-grade cultivator and take the champion of this ten-sect war."

  "When the time comes, the splendor will be revealed, and the two shocking-value great pulse mines will also make our Water Cloud Sect obtain them. From then on, we can eat delicious food and drink spicy wine every day, without worrying about anything." The group of people closed their eyes, drooling three feet long, and indulged in wild fancies.

  Originally nervous, he was afraid of encountering a perverted strongman like Du Huang, the master of Yunyue Sect. But now, he felt relieved and couldn't help but praise his good luck. From the information he knew, Lin Heng had killed Yang Desong, a fourth-grade cultivator in the later period. However, he thought it was just Lin Heng's occasional sneak attack or that Yang Desong had fallen into his trap to be killed by him. With his nearly hundred years of cultivation, he didn't believe that a third-grade cultivator in the later period could kill a fourth-grade cultivator in the later period.

  His eyes met Lin's, filled with disdain: "You little brat, running into me is bad luck for you, purely seeking death!"

  The draw was soon over, and other sects knew their respective opponents, with no hot matches.

  The next step is to confirm the ages of two newcomers, Lin Heng and Ye Xiaocui from Hong Shui Zong.

  Verifying one's age is an extremely easy matter, just take a special pill. Then, a slightly higher-ranking examiner can use their inner power to detect your age. Because the pill is very special, even if it's taken by an old monster with abnormal cultivation, cheating is impossible.

  "Lin Heng, nineteen years and eight months old." The elder on stage loudly announced.

  The audience was in an uproar, nineteen years old? Nineteen years old! Became a third-grade late-stage at the age of nineteen!

  But before they could recover from their shock, another voice read out.

  "Ye Xiaocui, twenty-three years old!"

  Everyone's eyes widened in shock, and their jaws almost dropped. Their gazes all shifted to Ye Xiaocui, even Lin Heng couldn't help but glance over.

  This is too powerful! Twenty-three years old, Fourth Grade Late Stage?

  Is this still human?! If Lin Huan's 19-year-old, late-stage Three Products achievement brought them shocking astonishment. Then the 23-year-old Ye Xiaocui is astonishing to the point of mental collapse, losing common sense. This is too unbelievable, at just over twenty years old, even if they cultivated from birth, it's not very possible.

  Those masters and elders looked at each other and sighed: This year these two are both heaven-made talents.

  The middle-aged monk at Xiaoyin Temple seemed to have expected the outcome of the woman, but instead was more curious about Lin Heng, and took another look.

  The test results show that both of them meet the requirements for recruitment, so they are qualified to participate in the battle.

  This "Mining Vein" war was intense, a once-in-twenty-years event. The crowd of onlookers from outside the area numbered at least 30,000 to 40,000 people, forming a sea of black heads as far as the eye could see.

  In the crowd, Lin's old friend Mr. Liang Wan was also among them.

  Lin Heng's age was something he had long been aware of, and it wasn't unexpected, but what was unexpected was that Lin Heng had reached the late stage of the third rank so quickly. He remembered when they were traveling together, Lin Heng was only in the middle stage of the third rank, how much time had passed since then? This kid's cultivation speed was truly fast!

  Little did he know, Lin Huan had already reached the fourth rank, otherwise he would be shocked to the point of his eyeballs falling out.

  As for Lin's profound and immeasurable combat strength, as well as his ability to create miracles, no one in this place understands it better than him.

  Although he also felt that Yi Sanpin's late-stage combat power was not enough to defeat a strong fifth-ranker, but from past experiences and understanding of Lin Huan, once Lin Huan participated in the battle, winning was basically without suspense.

  It was under the circumstances where everyone thought it was hopeless that he alone knew Lin Guang would definitely win.

  He saw people opening a farm under the Golden Crow Mountain, and Lin Hengsheng's odds were the highest, with a payout of 1 to 22. Without hesitation, he took out the three million yuan crystals he had on him and smashed them down. If it weren't for his consideration of his own dignity as the boss, he would have liked to "respectfully invite" the two subordinates who accompanied him to borrow some more and smash them down again.

  He wouldn't let such a rare opportunity to pick up money slip away.

  300,000 yuan is a staggering amount! When he slapped it down, the dealer was initially startled and thought of withdrawing his bet. But when he saw that it was Wu Lin, he immediately accepted the bet. He was even afraid that Wu would change his mind, so he quickly gave him the betting slip. The expression on his face was joyful, as if he was about to say: "A big fat sheep who is stupid and foolish enough to send money directly!"

  Mr. Twenty Thousand looked at his opponent with a confident expression, thinking to himself that it was laughable that he could make two hundred thousand yuan so easily. When you end up losing sixty-six million and crying out in distress, just don't say I didn't warn you.

  Mr. Liangwan originally wanted to go find Lin Huan to catch up, but thinking that Lin Huan was busy preparing for battle, he didn't go disturb him anymore.

  "Lin Huan, Lin Huan, I heard you're going to participate in the war. You've come from thousands of miles away just to see how you'll make a comeback, to see how you'll once again perform a brilliant reversal. This scene, it's been so long since I've encountered one like this, and it really has me anticipating it. Don't disappoint me!" He looked up at the stage, his expression filled with eager anticipation.

  The first match was between Bu Xie of the Jin Wu Sect and the sect master of a small sect.

  Hao Wu Xie is a mid-term fifth-ranker and has the advantage of being on home ground, while his opponent is an early-stage fifth-ranker.

  The outcome is already clear before either side has even taken the field.

  Lin Heng's fifth match was scheduled for the next morning. Fan Bi had nothing to do, so he naturally stayed on site to observe his opponent's strength.

  Due to the predicted massive destructive power of the Five Treasures' wielders, both high platforms were divided into small blocks.

  The large square meteorite stones were stacked on top of each other. Although it was still unable to withstand the full force of a fifth-grade attack, it would not be like those ordinary rocks that turned into a pile of powder with just one blow.

  At the time of war, it will also open "Heavy Jar Space" for protection.

  "Heavy Vase Space is a disposable spatial treasure similar to 'Seal of Heaven and Earth'. When opened,"

  The combatants will be confined to an enclosed space, so as not to harm innocent bystanders. Outside spectators can watch the battle unfold without worrying about their safety, as if separated by a transparent glass wall.

  Lin Heng knew from the data that Hao Wu Xie, as a strong man who had been wandering in the Shou Jing Mountains for many years, had his greatest killing move - the 4th-grade martial skill "Tian Gou Lei". Once he used his ultimate move, he could kill a strong man of the late 5th grade. Lin Heng asked himself if he had the "Protective Inner Armor" to defend against it, but would it be able to withstand his one blow?

  Actually, I'm also uncertain in my heart.

  Facing the initial five products, Hao Wuxie naturally didn't need to use this killer move, not even bothering to take out his four-product "Dragon Emperor's Claw".

  "Dugu Zhongshu, farewell." He bowed slightly, his attitude extremely polite, but a hint of murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

  This thread of killing intent was extremely fine, and it would disappear in an instant if one let their guard down. However, under the eyes of many sect experts in a public setting, it still managed to enter their line of sight.

  Lin Heng sighed: Indeed, as Li Shi said, these big sects are unpredictable and we should take this opportunity to get rid of the small ones.

  The power of the sect has weakened!

  A try is just a representation, and a life-and-death battle is the real core. When on stage, if you don't go all out, then you're waiting for others to take your head as a trophy!

  That Duan Zong master also saw the opponent's murderous intent, his face turned slightly pale. At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about politeness anymore.

  In a flash of his hand, he already held an unusual three-forked sword with strange markings.

  The sword was like a snake's tongue, bursting with three petals. With just one shake, the three blades emitted a ringing sound, and the three strands of twisted energy quickly merged together, as if the three swords had some kind of strange power flowing through them.

  "This is the Three-Tongued Ancient Sword of the Snake, a fourth-grade weapon. Each time it strikes, the three blades form a magical array, releasing energy from the array."

  The words had barely fallen when, as if to verify what the man had said, the three sword bodies suddenly curved and coiled, the twisted energy surging violently, emitting a black hole-like energy that sped towards Hao Wuxie with a terrifying velocity. The energy howled, and Dou Zong's figure flashed, sticking close to the tail of the energy as it shot out like a flying arrow.

  Hao Wuxie's fists burst out, and circular waves of air rippled around his body, instantly covering him in what seemed like a dozen or so liquid "tires" that Lin Heng had traversed before.

  He took a leisurely step forward, his right palm merged and rose towards the sky, and suddenly a purple palm-shaped virtual shadow appeared in mid-air.

  "The four martial arts, starting with the first move! The crowd let out a collective gasp as a massive purple palm came crashing down, and the "Three-Tongued Ancient Sword" was instantly shattered by the overwhelming energy."

  Dou Zong's master, who was sticking behind and waiting for an opportunity to attack, was also shocked and flew back quickly.

  This is the power of mid-5th rank plus 4th rank martial arts!

  The onlookers let out a huge gasp of amazement, it was too overbearing! With just one palm strike, he dispersed his opponent's overwhelming attack and retreated swiftly.

  Although Na Dongzong's main body was forced back, he gritted his teeth and the dormant power vortex within him burst into fierce flames. The Three-Tongued Ancient Sword slashed out thousands of sword-shaped energy forms from different directions in the east, south, west, and north. The majestic and solid fifth-grade energy seemed like a vast expanse of crystallized glass that filled every inch of space to the brim.

  Hao Wu Xie's body suddenly rose, the layered "tires" on his body were like hundreds of times enlarged abacus beads, shooting up into the air and transforming into round wheels like white jade suns.

  A powerful energy forces the space to bulge out with pieces of dark cavities "hula" those "suns" with mid-term aura of five elements, and the frozen solidified space descends.

  Lin Heng saw a strong opponent of the fifth rank for the first time and also witnessed the power of a martial artist for the first time.

  His feeling was shock! The power of the fifth-grade strongman exceeded his imagination! Even with a layer of transparent energy protection, Lin Yang still felt the disastrous aura of the five-grade strongman. Especially Hao Wu Xie, although he was in the defensive phase, letting the surname Dou occupy the first opportunity.

  However, he calmly and unhurriedly countered his opponent's desperate moves with ease, which was enough to demonstrate his formidable power.

  He thoroughly controls the rhythm of this battle, and what he is doing now is just consuming his opponent's defensive energy, accumulating strength for the final blow.

  If you make an early move to kill, your opponent has a high chance of escaping with a fatal blow without being exhausted.

  He waited, like a confident hunter, for the wild wolf in the trap to exhaust its strength, and then shot its last arrow at its throat.

  The tens of thousands of people present stretched their necks, such a wonderful scene, they couldn't bear to blink their eyes. Because in their lifetime, or maybe only this time, they could see the brilliant battle between the strong men in front of them.

  Lin Heng's gaze swept towards the main seat, and those strong candidates were also watching this duel with great attention. The only unexpected thing was that Hong Shui Zong's young warrior Ye Xiao Cui seemed to be indifferent to this battle, calmly tasting tea without even looking at it.

  "What is the origin of this woman? Looking at her state, it seems that she is extremely disdainful of Hao Wu Xie's ultimate battle, could it be that her strength is even more profound? On the battlefield, Dong Zong Zhu continuously used several desperate big moves, all in vain."

  Hao Wu Xie gradually increased the oppressive force, one after another of the initial palm, wave after wave of energy like a tsunami, like the sea waves rushing towards the knife wind and waves in the flat-leafed small boat. Dou Zong's master was completely transformed into a beaten-up situation, desperately struggling to hold on.

  Hao Wu Xie's strength was far beyond his, and every time he exerted a wave of energy to barely defend against Hao Wu Xie's attack. Immediately, another wave of surging energy flooded him from all sides, forcing him to desperately resist again and again.

  Lin Heng shook his head slightly and sighed. It's all over! Looking at how exhausted you are, Hao Wuzong will not let you go!

  As expected, the massive energy of two consecutive waves pressed Su Zong into a small corner.

  Hao Wu Xie's body suddenly burst forth, and everyone seemed to see a massive mushroom cloud with a volume of hundreds of cubic meters instantly flying into the air. A wave of pressure that could be seen with the naked eye expanded out from space.

  Dou Zong's main consciousness sensed the terrifying pressure, his soul flying and scattering. To say nothing of his current strength being depleted by nearly half, even at his peak, he wouldn't have been able to avoid such a frightening blow.

  Hao Wu Zhong is going to make a move against me!

  "Hao Zongzhu, I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

  But little did Hao know that the mushroom cloud, full of powerful energy, suddenly exploded in an instant, and everyone felt a flash of white light before their eyes.

  Faintly visible was a thick white mist, like boiling water vapor, shooting out and enveloping the main hall of the temple below.