Summary: Start With Azure Cloud Gate

Chapter 17 Second Round

time flies.

Amid the excited discussions among the Azure Cloud Gate disciples, the martial arts competition quickly progressed to the second round.

On the ring, Lin Jingyu was wearing a black Taoist robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He looked at Zhang Ruofeng opposite him and said with determination: "Ruofeng, I know I am not your opponent, but I will not give in easily. You don’t have to hold back, at least you have to convince me that I’ve lost!”

Zhang Ruofeng nodded slightly and said, "Come on, Jingyu."

"Be careful!"

After Lin Jingyu finished speaking in a deep voice, a dragon roar suddenly resounded through the void. He saw that his whole body was shrouded in green light, and a radiant blue fairy sword was lifted up. The blade was as clear as autumn water, and the auspicious energy was steaming and emitting. There was a terrifying pressure.

"This is the Dragon-Slaying Sword!"

"It's the Dragon-Slaying Sword, one of the four great weapons of my Azure Cloud Gate!"

There was an uproar in the audience.

All the disciples looked excited, and with the Tianya Divine Sword in Xiaozhufeng Lu Xueqi's hand, there were already two magical weapons in this martial arts competition!

At the elders' table, except Shuiyue Perfected Being of Xiaozhu Peak who went to watch the disciples compete, the other chief elders of each lineage were basically there.

Seeing Lin Jingyu sacrificing the dragon-slaying sword on the stage, everyone was moved, and their eyes turned to Cangsong Perfected Being who was sitting next to Daoxuan Perfected Being.

However, Cangsong Perfected Being looked solemn, without any expression on his face. He just looked at Lin Jingyu on the stage calmly, turning a blind eye to the gazes and comments around him.

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh.

This Qimai martial arts competition is really full of heroes.

Lin Jingyu has only been a member for five years, but he seems to have reached the fifth level of Yuqing. If he had started earlier, he might have been a favorite to win the championship this time.

No wonder Brother Cangsong gave away all the Dragon-Slaying Swords.

However, if Lin Jingyu is like this, what level of cultivation has Zhang Ruofeng, who started with him and whose qualifications are still above him, reached?

In yesterday's competition, this boy deliberately showed mercy to the Feng Hui Peak disciple and hid his cultivation level.

I wonder if Lin Jingyu, who is on the fifth level of Yuqing, can show his true strength today...

As everyone's thoughts flowed, their eyes turned to the two people on the stage again.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu was holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword, Unity of Man and Sword, which turned into a green sword light, and a faint dragon shape appeared all over his body, like an arrow from the string, and he rushed towards Zhang Ruofeng unstoppably.

The terrifying sword energy was criss-crossing. It was more than ten times more powerful than the Qingmu Sword Technique used by Jiang Yi yesterday.

All the disciples turned pale.

"Slay the dragon..."

Zhang Ruofeng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Lin Jingyu who was speeding towards him, but his expression remained calm and composed.

Until Lin Jingyu's figure came, there was a "boom", and Zhang Ruofeng's body was blazing with light, but this time the light revealed was a dark color, wrapping him and Lin Jingyu in it, and the outside world could no longer see it. Their presence is unclear.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Only the chief elders of each lineage remained calm. They were well-informed and naturally knew that what was coming from Zhang Ruofeng was the unique aura carried by the Canglong Sword.

This shows that the two have officially fought against each other at this moment.

Under the dim light, I don't know what kind of fierce battle is going on.

So at this moment, they just need to wait patiently for these two people to decide the winner.

But only a moment later, a silhouette suddenly flew out from the dim light.

"Ah..." Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

Because the figure that flew out was actually Lin Jingyu!

Lin Jingyu's aura was messy and he looked miserable. After he stopped on the stage, he looked ahead with a horrified expression.

"Huh, huh..."

The breeze blew gently, and the dark light that shrouded the arena closed in like a whale sucking water, and Zhang Ruofeng's figure was once again revealed on the stage.

But he saw that the latter was still as calm and calm as before, standing on the stage with the sword in his hand still unsheathed.

Lin Jingyu glanced at the dragon-patterned black sheath sword in Zhang Ruofeng's hand for a moment, then looked at Zhang Ruofeng with a complex expression and sighed: "I lost, I am convinced!"

Zhang Ruofeng ignored the cries from the audience, just looked at Lin Jingyu and nodded slightly.

This time he did not hide his strength, and of course he did not use his full strength.

With his current strength, if he used it with all his strength, Lin Jingyu would either die or be injured. There was no need for this.

He just blocked the Dragon-Slaying Sword, allowing Lin Jingyu to feel his current cultivation level and the aura of the Canglong Sword, so that Lin Jingyu could understand that his defeat was not unjust.

Otherwise, if he continues to be secretive and deliberately hold back like yesterday's duel with Jiang Yi, even if he wins in the end, Lin Jingyu will not feel grateful for it, but may have other thoughts that will affect their brotherhood.

After all, Lin Jingyu is also a proud person at heart.

Lin Jingyu naturally understood what Zhang Ruofeng meant, but he still felt depressed in his heart.

However, it only took a moment for him to put these negative emotions behind him. His fighting spirit rose again in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Ruofeng and said, "Ruofeng, although I lost this time, one day, I will definitely win." I’ll catch up with you!”

Zhang Ruofeng smiled slightly: "Come on!"

Lin Jingyu nodded, then turned to the elder who was presiding over the arena and said, "Elder, announce the result."

The elder suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at Zhang Ruofeng, nodded, and announced to the audience: "In this round, Zhang Ruofeng wins the game!"

When the voice fell, there were no cheers from the audience, and most of the disciples had doubts on their faces.

From the beginning to the end, it took less than a quarter of an hour, and they saw nothing. Lin Jingyu's resignation was inexplicable, which really puzzled them.

On the other hand, the first elder of each lineage looked at Zhang Ruofeng on the stage with a solemn look in his eyes.

They naturally understood that the reason why the competition ended so quickly was not because the two were playing tricks, but because one of them was too strong and there was no need to continue the competition.

"Zhang Ruofeng's cultivation has probably reached at least the sixth level of Yuqing, or even the seventh or eighth level!"

Everyone sighed in their hearts. Although they still couldn't see Zhang Ruofeng's true strength this time, they were even more looking forward to the next competition.

Immediately, everyone, led by Daoxuan Perfected Being, stood up and left.

This competition ended in an anticlimactic manner.

"Ruofeng, Xiaofan will also play today. He should still be competing at the moment. Let's go watch him compete?"

After getting off the ring, Lin Jingyu turned to Zhang Ruofeng, looking in high spirits and not affected by the defeat at all.

Zhang Ruofeng smiled and nodded.

The two of them walked together towards the 'shock' table where Zhang Xiaofan was competing.

But as soon as he approached the stage with the word "Zhen", there was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

"ah……"

"Senior Brother Chu! Senior Brother Chu has fainted!"

"Well done Xiaofan!"

…

The two looked at each other and walked over quickly.

Only Zhang Xiaofan was seen standing in the ring. The Chaoyang Peak disciple who was competing with him seemed to have fainted and was now being carried off by several Chaoyang Peak disciples.

"Xiaofan won?" Seeing this scene, Lin Jingyu's eyes showed surprise.

"It seems so." Zhang Ruofeng looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was stunned on the stage, and then at the dark and ugly 'fire stick' in his hand, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Xiaofan won, great job!"

At this time, a figure rushed up to the stage with a loud smile, patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, it turns out that you are hiding something deep!"

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly woke up, with a trace of confusion on his face first, then looked down at the fire stick in his hand, and asked doubtfully: "Shu Shu, did I win?"

Zeng Shushu's eyes widened: "No way? You don't even know whether you won or not?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled awkwardly, looked at the incredulous looks of everyone in the audience, nodded, and said, "To be honest, I didn't know what happened just now."

Zeng Shushu looked shocked, then sighed, nodded and said: "Okay, that may be because this senior brother Chu had some hidden disease, and he fainted just because of the onset of the disease."

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly realized: "That's it."

"Xiaofan!"

A voice sounded from the audience.

The two of them looked down, and Zhang Xiaofan suddenly became happy: "Ruofeng, Jingyu, are you here?"

The two of them quickly walked off the stage.

Lin Jingyu patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and said: "Well done, Xiaofan, I didn't expect you to advance as well!"

Zhang Xiaofan said awkwardly: "No, Jingyu, I was about to lose just now, but I didn't expect that the senior brother I was competing with suddenly fell ill and fainted, so I won by luck."

"Uh..." Lin Jingyu was suddenly stunned. Is there such a thing?

Zhang Ruofeng took a deep look at Zhang Xiaofan, who had an innocent face, but didn't say much.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan had no idea what the existence of the 'fire stick' in his hand was, and he couldn't even believe that he had broken through the fourth level of Yuqing.

But soon, he will know his true ability.

"Xiaofan!"

At this time, there was another crisp shout like a silver bell in the distance.

Zhang Xiaofan turned around to look, and his face was filled with surprise: "Senior sister!"

I saw Tian Linger running over, walking up to Zhang Xiaofan, and asked: "Xiaofan, how are you? Have you finished the competition?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the girl in front of him dreamingly, nodded and said: "The competition is over, senior sister, I won."

"It's okay. If you lose, you lose. Just take it as...what? You won?!" Tian Linger's eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, looked at Tian Linger's shocked face, subconsciously puffed up his chest, and said firmly: "Yes, senior sister, I won."

Tian Linger was slightly stunned.

Next to them, Zhang Ruofeng and the three people looked at each other and smiled when they saw this.

Zhang Ruofeng, in particular, felt even more pleased.

Who says destiny cannot be changed?

Now, didn't he initially change Xiaofan's fate?

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