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Chapter 64: The Ninth Battle
Chapter 64: The Ninth Battle
"Friend Wang, is this what you meant by never losing?"
"A bit of an unexpected turn. Uncle Mi actually lent out his top-tier defensive robe."
Both sides took this battle very seriously.
Uncle Mi had invested a lot, not only offering a Foundation Establishment Pill as a reward but also bestowing two of his top-tier magical artifacts.
Wang Haichao had equipped his subordinates with a high-quality mystical weapon, the Crescent Moon Saber, and a top-tier water attribute flying sword.
He had spared no effort.
The Lianyun Merchant Alliance, with its vast resources, had dispatched a contestant with an unusual array flag in the first match. This time, Bai Qi's sword pill was even more valuable.
However, after being refined with blood, the sword pill, in a strict sense, could no longer be considered a magical artifact embryo.
At best, it was a top-tier offensive magical artifact, enhanced with the effects of sword light transforming into threads and being condensed into one, making it a mystical weapon.
But ultimately, it still fell within the category of magical artifacts.
As long as it remained in this category, a top-tier defensive robe could withstand it, buying enough time and space for the battle.
This was why defensive magical artifacts were always highly priced and more popular than offensive ones.
After a long pause, the voice transmission came again.
"There have been too many unexpected turns."
"The final battle, we must win!" Wang Haichao declared firmly.
"Are you sure there won't be any more surprises?"
"Xiao Wu Yan isn't one of your people? Don't you have confidence in him?"
"Hah, it's not that I lack confidence in him, but I lack confidence in your intelligence-gathering abilities!"
Wang Haichao was speechless.
Their chances of winning this battle were undoubtedly high.
Whether it was Min Longyu, Yang Rusheng, or Bai Qi, they all possessed the peak strength of a ninth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator. If they included Gao Tingyuan, the Raksha Woman, and the member who received the top-tier magical artifact, they had a total of six solid matchups.
However, due to incorrect intelligence, the Raksha Woman lost to the Sick Tiger Zeng Wen, and Bai Qi died at the hands of the Jade-Breaking Tiger Qin Liangchen.
They had given up two victories for nothing.
No wonder the Lianyun Merchant Alliance's Elder Zhou was beginning to lose trust in him.
"Rest assured, the final battle will have no surprises. Wang Yuan has been cultivating for too short a time. His strength, though formidable, is at a very low realm, only the seventh layer of Qi Refinement. Otherwise, Uncle Mi wouldn't have placed him last."
"But he is a protector of the Mountain-Breaking Gang alongside Xu Renke, who possesses a fragment of a magical artifact. This shows his strength is not to be underestimated."
"His strength, though formidable, is burst-oriented. Xiao Wu Yan, whether in instant bursts or sustained combat, is among the best of Qi Refinement cultivators."
"Alright! It's a pity. If Xiao Wu Yan hadn't been fielded, it would have been better. But since he is the last, we have no choice but to fight."
Wang Haichao felt helpless. Things had come to this point.
What was the point of arguing further?
He could only try to bolster his allies' confidence.
"There won't be any surprises. Trust me!"
Foundation Establishment cultivators could project their spirit sense, allowing for long-distance voice transmission and instant communication.
After their exchange, Wang Yuan and Xiao Wu Yan appeared on the Dao Discussion Platform.
However, when Wang Yuan used his magical artifact, Elder Zhou's voice, filled with shock and anger, came through again.
"You said there wouldn't be any surprises. How is that guy at the eighth layer of Qi Refinement?"
Wang Haichao was taken aback.
His face twitched as if he had been slapped.
He forced himself to say, "Why are you so surprised? What's the difference between the eighth and seventh layers? The spiritual energy in their bodies is worlds apart from that of a ninth-layer cultivator."
"Hmph!"
This time, Elder Zhou didn't bother to argue with him.
In a private room, Elder Zhou, with a dark expression, said to his companion, "I fear Xiao Wu Yan won't be able to hide his true strength. We must go to the Jade Peak Sword Sect to protect him."
"Brother Qin, are you alright?"
Seeing Qin Liangchen being supported, Luo Chen asked with concern.
Qin Liangchen had taken a healing pill and was feeling better.
He looked at Luo Chen as if he were a naive child.
"My hand is broken. Do you think I'm alright?"
Luo Chen chuckled and said, "As long as you're alive, that's all that matters."
Qin Liangchen didn't mind and nodded at Uncle Mi before focusing his attention on the battlefield.
"The ninth match, I've won it for you. Don't disappoint me!"
There were many others who were closely watching the battle.
Luo Chen was one of them.
He had heard so much about Wang Yuan's strength and rapid rise, making him a legend among the independent cultivators of the Great River Market.
But he had never seen Wang Yuan fight personally.
Back then, he had only caught a glimpse of him under the moonlight, wielding a saber and carrying a severed head.
So, how had he earned such a formidable reputation?
Under his watch, the battle on the Dao Discussion Platform erupted without any preamble.
The snow-white saber and the crystalline white sword were both top-tier magical artifacts.
When unleashed, their power was unparalleled.
Luo Chen couldn't help but marvel that the Great River Market, which usually seemed full of low-level independent cultivators, had such extraordinary individuals at the top.
Top-tier magical artifacts, which were rare in everyday life, were appearing one after another, continuously refreshing his understanding of the current environment.
Perhaps, it was also due to the abundance of resources in this world!
Of course, he didn't realize that most of the top-tier magical artifacts on the field were provided by the two Foundation Establishment cultivators and the Lianyun Merchant Alliance.
Compared to the power of the magical artifacts, he was more interested in Wang Yuan's combat techniques.
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Lawson Chen couldn't help but cheer as he watched the battle unfold.
Truly, my brother is a grand and majestic fighter. No matter what magical weapons or talismans his opponent uses, he can cleave through them with a single strike. His movements are bold and powerful, even surpassing the fierce attacks of Chin Longchen.
Ahead, Uncle Mei let out a relieved sigh.
"It was worth it to find this Dragon-Slaying Blade for Prince Wang. By combining the power of the magical weapon with his previous insights into the Way of the Blade, he has developed a unique fighting style that can both slash at close range and attack from a distance."
"If he reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, his power will be on par with a sword cultivator."
"As for now, within half an incense stick, Victor Wu will surely be defeated!"
Chin Longchen also praised, "With this level of attack, he is already on par with me. Being placed last indeed has its merit."
It seemed that he had been somewhat dissatisfied with being the second-to-last to fight.
Hearing their comments, Lawson Chen felt a sense of relief.
It seems things are going well; I don't have to worry about cleaning up after Prince Wang.
But sometimes, things just don't go as planned.
When you think nothing will go wrong, that's when the unexpected happens.
The next moment, the entire arena erupted in shock!
Boom!
A dense, blood-red light burst forth from Victor Wu's body. The Daoist Platform, already shattered from the previous battles between cultivators and beasts, was now a mess of blood, flesh, and bones. The blood-red light illuminated the entire area, and streams of bloodlight converged on Victor Wu like rivers flowing into the sea.
His face twisted strangely, as if blood dragons were writhing all over his body.
"Die!"
Prince Wang roared, and his snow-white longsword burst into a blade aura over ten meters long. Its power was so great that it surpassed even the limits of the finest magical weapons. For a moment, he seemed no longer a cultivator but a once undefeated grandmaster of the Way of the Blade in the mortal world.
But in the face of this terrifying strike, Victor Wu simply raised his head and pointed with his right hand. A blood-red dragon detached from his body and flew toward Prince Wang, fangs bared and claws extended.
The ten-meter-long blade aura shattered instantly.
"Evil Cultivator!"
"Blood Cultivator!"
These two terms were shouted from several places in the audience.
Lawson Chen was puzzled.
Uncle Mei was a mix of shock and anger. "What a scoundrel! He is a blood cultivator, the most ruthless of the evil cults. This person is not from our Jade Cauldron Domain!"
At the same time, on the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's platform, Master Pang reopened his eyes.
He fixed his gaze on Victor Wu and then turned his cold, stern eyes to the Great River Gang and another platform.
"Lu Tianhong, Zhang Ran, after the ceremony, arrest this person. Then, hold the Great River Gang and the Cloud-Linking Merchant Alliance accountable for harboring a Western Region evil cultivator!"
Compliance with Elder's Command!
Compliance with Elder's Command!
The two men responded resolutely, their faces filled with anger.
Whether Prince Wang would win or not was no longer a concern for them. The combat power of evil cultivators was always higher than that of their peers, only comparable to sword cultivators. Moreover, the Eastern Wasteland's thirty-six domains had long banned any sect from associating with the Western Region's evil cults.
Prince Wang's defeat was inevitable!
At this moment, everyone seemed certain of Prince Wang's failure.
But one person still held a glimmer of hope.
Uncle Mei's shock and anger faded, and his face regained its composure.
On the Daoist Platform, blood-red light enveloped everything, like a sea of blood, with a blood-red dragon roaring relentlessly. But Prince Wang remained calm, holding his longsword and stepping in a strange pattern, continuously slashing at the blood-red dragon.
Boom!
Another clash occurred.
But this time, the outcome was different. He pressed his hand on the blood-red dragon's head and smiled coldly.
"Break!"
Rumble!
A powerful, mysterious energy surged forth, and the blood-red dragon roared as it was forced back, eventually disintegrating.
Victor Wu's face turned pale. "Why is this happening? You are not affected by the boiling blood qi."
As he spoke, massive blood hands emerged, pressing down from all directions. Prince Wang ignored them, cutting or smashing them with his sword or fist.
This intense exchange lasted for half an incense stick.
Until the blood-red light around Victor Wu dimmed to almost nothing.
Prince Wang stood before him, his naked body glowing with the luster of a diamond. He looked down at the gasping, exhausted Victor Wu.
"Boiling blood qi?"
"My blood qi is superior to yours!"
With that, he brought down his sword, and Victor Wu's head rolled to the ground.
The scene was met with a moment of silence, followed by thunderous applause.
On the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect's platform, Lu Tianhong and Zhang Ran were frozen in place, at a loss for words.
Above, Master Pang frowned. "This young man is following the path of the ancient body cultivators. No wonder the blood cultivator couldn't do anything to him."
"Well, this outcome perfectly illustrates the principle that the higher the evil, the higher the virtue."
"The grand opening ceremony of the Daoist Platform is now concluded!"
With that, he flew off the platform.
(End of Chapter)
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