"Lotus Princess, the spell technique that Wang Xiaoqiang just used seemed a bit peculiar. If I'm not mistaken, he should have two swords in his hands..." Huang Ce spoke slowly to Lotus Princess.

"Yes, two swords, two ethereal swords, one Yin and one Yang. The Yin Sword is gentle, and the Yang Sword is fierce. When the two swords work together, their power is extremely great, invincible!" Lotus Princess analyzed. "This sword technique resembles the Yin-Yang Sword Technique, but it's not the Yin-Yang Sword Technique, and it's ten times stronger than the Yin-Yang Sword Technique…"

"Hmm, this Wang Xiaoqiang is quite impressive!" Huang Ce praised enthusiastically.

"Father, what is the background of this Wang Xiaoqiang? How could someone without a Spirit Root, and with such a low Cultivation Base, possess so many extraordinary spells and techniques? Should we investigate his background?" Princess Hua Shao asked.

"It's too early to talk about that now, let's see how he performs tomorrow!" Huang Ce said.

...

Below.

Under the platform number 2, the applause was thunderous.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked off the platform amid the applause, heading toward the Administrator's platform.

The crowd parted of their own accord, creating a path for him.

Behind the Administrator's platform, a group of high officials and eight princes focused their gaze on Wang Xiaoqiang, admiration apparent in their eyes.

One of the administrators awarded Wang Xiaoqiang a silk banner, then said to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Wang Xiaoqiang, you have advanced to the top four. Come tomorrow to participate in the final competition..."

Wang Xiaoqiang took the silk banner without showing any excitement, merely glancing at it indifferently before tossing it into his Sumeru Ring. He then said to the administrator, "I understand."

After speaking, he looked up and saw that the other three platforms were still in the midst of fierce competition, clearly not yet finished, so he headed towards the platform where Ann Miaoyi was.

The indifferent demeanor of Wang Xiaoqiang left the high officials and princes somewhat displeased, but seeing his neither arrogant nor servile manner, they inwardly admired his calm mindset.

On platform number 1, Ann Miaoyi was holding a Folding Fan Magic Weapon, incessantly dueling a male cultivator.

The male cultivator, in his thirties, had a Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable and wielded a Long Spear Magic Treasure.

Ann Miaoyi, possessing a Fivefold Body of the Immortal Venerable, was technically one level lower in Cultivation Realm than the male cultivator, but the male cultivator had been continuously on the defensive.

Because Ann Miaoyi's Folding Fan Magic Treasure was extremely powerful, and she seemed to be wearing some kind of defensive Treasure Clothes as well; the opponent's Long Spear Magic Treasure, when struck against her, appeared entirely ineffective.

Contrastingly, the Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable struggler was floundering under her, a Fivefold Body of the Immortal Venerable, showing great difficulty and disarray.

"Go!" At a flick of Ann Miaoyi's fan, a virtual stone suddenly flew out from the fan, which swelled with the wind and instantly turned into a mountain, crashing down towards the Immortal Venerable with tremendous force.

"Ah, that, that's the Landscape Fan!" someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock.

"With the Landscape Fan in hand, no enemy stands a chance!" someone else sighed, "No wonder Ann Miaoyi can suppress a Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable; it turns out she's wielding the Landscape Fan..."

...

Although it was just a virtual mountain, it still subjected the Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable cultivator to a deathly pressure, his face showing overwhelming fear. If he couldn't withstand this move, he would certainly be crushed into a patty by the mountain.

"Break for me!"

The Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable cultivator's face hardened, and he shouted determinedly. Suddenly, his Long Spear Magic Treasure burst apart, revealing a smaller red spear within that carried a thick scent of blood...

It was a spear within a spear.

More precisely, a Blood Spear.

Inside the magic treasure, there was a Blood Spear, and Blood Swords, among other blood-related magic treasures.

These blood-related magic treasures were refined from the cultivator's own Essence Blood, through what is called the Blood Refining Technique.

Blood Refining, generally practiced by Loose Cultivators and disdained by orthodox cultivators, was secretly practiced by some orthodox cultivators,

like this Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable; his outer Long Spear Magic Treasure was merely a disguise, the real magic treasure was this Blood Spear, which he had refined from his own Essence Blood.

Normally, he would not use it, only summoning it when his life was critical.

Blood refined items always carried an intensely malevolent spirit and were several times more powerful than ordinary magic treasures.

Once the Blood Spear was revealed, bearing unsurpassed evil qi, it spun rapidly and rose against the descending virtual mountain, rushing up to meet it.

The next moment...

Boom!

The Blood Spear collided with the phantom mountain, creating a deafening sound. A strong shockwave radiated from the two Magic Treasures as the center, spreading in all directions,

Under the force of the shockwave, Ann Miaoyi staggered back three steps, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth, while the Cultivator with the Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable was directly blasted away, arcing through the air and heavily crashing down outside the arena. Blood spurted from his mouth, and after a few convulsions, he passed out.

At that moment, two Cultivators hurriedly approached, crouched in front of him, pried open his mouth, and stuffed a handful of red Pills into it, before collecting him into a Storage Ring.

On the stage, Ann Miaoyi used her pristine fingers to wipe the blood from her lips, then closed the Landscape Fan Magic Treasure. Amidst a tidal wave of applause, she leaped down from the arena.

She happened to land right where Wang Xiaoqiang was standing,

Seeing Ann Miaoyi leap down, the crowd quickly made way for her, but Wang Xiaoqiang showed no sign of moving.

Ann Miaoyi saw that everyone else had stepped aside except Wang Xiaoqiang, who not only didn't move aside but also stared at her unabashedly.

Seeing this, Ann Miaoyi's anger surged, her brow furrowed, her beautiful eyes glaring, she shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Wang Xiaoqiang stepped aside, cursing inwardly, "Such a temper, could it be that time of the month?"

Ann Miaoyi walked a few steps then suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat. Damn, she couldn't have heard that, right?!

While Wang Xiaoqiang was feeling anxious, Ann Miaoyi stared at him with a face full of suspicion and asked, "You, how are you not dead?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang also got riled up, thinking, even the princess can't curse someone like that, right? He glared and retorted, "What do you mean? Are you cursing me to die?"

"You won this round?" Ann Miaoyi asked again.

"Obviously, Hu Hanjiang and I were in a fight to the death. If I had lost, would I still be standing here?" Wang Xiaoqiang glared at Ann Miaoyi and then walked away.

Ann Miaoyi paused, her frustration evident as she pouted and then looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with a surprised gaze before turning around and walking away.

Wang Xiaoqiang headed toward Arena No. 3.

To know your enemies and yourself, you will not be imperiled in a hundred battles. Wang Xiaoqiang wanted to get to know his opponents to prepare for tomorrow's ranking match.

On Arena No. 3, Leng Qingqiu was dueling with a Male Cultivator.

Leng Qingqiu had attained the Sixfold Body of the Immortal Venerable, and so had the Male Cultivator; they were evenly matched.

Exactly because their Cultivation Realms were evenly matched, their battle dragged on incessantly without a clear victor in sight.

Leng Qingqiu's Magic Treasure was an Immortal Sword. Those who knew Leng Qingqiu also knew that this Immortal Sword was named Ruthless.

Ruthless Sword. Cold and merciless.

The blade was as clear as autumn water, emitting a chilling light.

The Male Cultivator's Magic Treasure was a golden ring.

Bang!

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang arrived at Arena No. 3, a loud noise rose from the stage when Leng Qingqiu's Ruthless Sword collided with the opponent's golden ring, emitting a resonant clang, and both recoiled from the impact.

The prolonged battle made the Male Cultivator somewhat anxious, and he used his killer move. Summoning the golden ring Magic Treasure into his hand, he held it aloft with his left hand, high over his head, while his right hand performed a spell, waving it over the ring.

Suddenly, the golden ring buzzed loudly and then expanded. Behind the golden ring, a mist formed, followed by a roaring sound, and from the ring, a creature neither dragon nor snake emerged.

"Ring of Ten Thousand Beasts!" someone shouted from below.

Upon hearing the words Ring of Ten Thousand Beasts, the crowd was visibly shocked.

The Ring of Ten Thousand Beasts is a well-known Magic Treasure in the Immortal Realm,

Ring of Ten Thousand Beasts can create Phantom Beasts.

If one's cultivation is deep enough, it can simultaneously create ten thousand beasts.

However, to achieve this, one must at least be at the Immortal Emperor Realm. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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