NOVPUBAbove the arena, a huge light screen billowed, projecting the situation on the stage with utmost clarity.
Qian Wangsun saluted his opponent with a fist, but as soon as the fight began, his expression drastically changed and he wildly retreated backward.
In the Beihai Dao School team, Monk Kong Chan always stood with his arms crossed, watching the arena match with a serene smile, like a Buddha observing the world. It seemed that no matter the outcome of the match, it could not shake his state of mind.
Beside Kong Chan stood a young girl, the second strongest student of Beihai Dao School, Xuan Yue of the Fourth Realm.
Seeing Qian Wangsun retreat explosively from the start, Xuan Yue was puzzled and asked, "What is this person doing? Who starts a match by fleeing? Big Brother, do you know what’s going on?"
"I sent Wu Feng to fight because his combat style counters Gong Tu," Kong Chan’s lips slightly curved up. "And this Qian Wangsun probably possesses some kind of precognitive ability, which is why he dodged before Wu Feng even made a move."
As they spoke, they saw Wu Feng bring his hands together, and the prayer beads in his hand shone brightly, as if countless scriptures were revolving around them.
Kong Chan said, "Wu Feng chose the ’Holy Virtue Diagram’ for the Second Realm. The Holy Virtue Beads he crafted can store the power of his Primordial Spirit through daily prayers and breathing exercises, transforming it into a special kind of wish power. When needed, it can burst out all at once, creating a large-scale attack."
Wish power is a force composed of mortal incense, faith, and thoughts. When a person wholeheartedly prays or worships something, wish power will naturally gather upon it.
And, for the application of wish power, Beihai Dao School of Leiyin Temple is undoubtedly the number one among the four schools.
In Beihai City, even to this day, numerous temples are still tasked with collecting the beliefs and incense of the people, converting them into stored wish power.
At this moment, they could see Wu Feng’s beads emitting bright light, forming a multicolored rainbow stream that swept across the entire platform.
As the torrent passed, countless voices seemed to echo. If one listened closely, those appeared to be the many voices of Wu Feng.
Faced with the overwhelming wave of wish power, Qian Wangsun began to dodge five seconds ahead of time.
Although the wish power attack was incredibly powerful and covered a large area, it couldn’t cover the entire 500 meters by 500 meters giant platform, and its speed was not fast enough to catch up with Qian Wangsun within five seconds.
Thus, Qian Wangsun kept on dodging until Wu Feng had exhausted all of his wish power, without ever touching him once.
Seeing Wu Feng drain all his wish power from the beads, Kong Chan directly transmitted a message, "Come down, Brother Wu."
After all, Wu Feng was a talismanic cultivator. Once his Second Realm magical treasure exhausted its wish power, he naturally couldn’t be a match for Qian Wangsun anymore.
Next, a male cultivator from the Evil Sect walked up to the platform: "West Mountain Daoist School, Yu Wenyong, Third Realm."
Seeing the Evil Sect send up a Third Realm cultivator directly surprised the other teams.
The most powerful cultivator of the Evil Sect, Cang Ming, chuckled and said to Li Gui next to him, "Ignore the East Daoist School completely. The strongest guy in Beihai is just a Fifth Realm.
"The strongest in West Mountain, Jian Hui, I assume can also match a Fifth Realm. And my combat power is comparable to a Fifth Realm, and you are too, so our Evil Sect’s top battle power is the greatest advantage."
On the platform, the battle between Second Realm Qian Wangsun and Third Realm Yu Wenyong ensued furiously.
Utilizing his five-second precognitive ability, combined with Gong Tu’s honed sensitivity, reaction, and speed, and his own Second Realm ability to judge an enemy’s emotions and hostility, Qian Wangsun impressively held his own against the opponent.
But, the next moment, a massive surge of Primordial Spirit power spontaneously erupted from the ground.
Qian Wangsun faltered for a moment, then immediately chose to surrender.
Looking at his opponent, he thought surprisingly, "While fighting, he had laid down runes on the ground, then lured me to the center of those runes to battle."
"By the time I had a premonition, within 5 seconds, I couldn’t escape his range of attack anymore."
"He figured out that I can foresee the future for 5 seconds? No, he must have just realized that I have the ability to foresee, or perhaps Gong Tu developed an exceptionally sharp intuition."
After exchanging greetings with his opponent, Qian Wangsun stepped down, still pondering the gains and losses of the battle: "I relied too much on my 5-second foresight..."
However, when Qian Wangsun returned to his team, he still received praise from his classmates; after all, winning three consecutive matches and then losing to a contestant one realm higher than himself was already a commendable performance.
Lu Wanzhen asked, "Who shall we send next?"
As Lu Wanzhen was asking this, Qian Wangsun looked at Zheng Wentian, "Hey, you don’t have to go up so early; let the other classmates have a turn on the platform to gain some experience..."
Before Qian Wangsun could finish speaking, Zheng Wentian hesitated, and Lu Wanzhen and the others looked at him curiously.
At that moment, Zuo Dao stepped toward the platform, "I’ll go."
Then on the platform, Zuo Dao clasped his fists, "Second Realm, Zuo Dao from the East Dao School."
Yu Wenyong curiously watched Zuo Dao, "You, being in the Second Realm, challenge me in the Third Realm? It seems you’re being used as cannon fodder to deplete my combat power, aren’t you?"
"Deplete your power?" Zuo Dao threw out twelve white bone beads creating a twelve-fold gravitational field defense, and then swung his hand, firing off a total of a hundred Yin Thunder Pearls from his combat suit, coldly saying, "Get this straight, it’s not me who’s depleting your power, it’s you who will be depleting my combat strength."
Seeing this, his opponent’s face paled drastically, and he backed away frantically, "So many Yin Thunder Pearls! Is this guy a deity of sorts?"
After bombarding with Yin Thunder Pearls as if they were mere beans, the Third Realm Yu Wenyong chose to surrender, helplessly stepping down from the platform.
Next up was Jijian Pavilion, with Jian Hui squatting aside, his head blank, seemingly not thinking about anything.
The team leader, a tall woman standing next to him looking solemn and earnest, was none other than Zhu Lingwei, currently ranked number one at the West Mountain Daoist School.
Since Jian Hui usually did not participate in any competitions or teachings of the Dao School, Zhu Lingwei was regarded as number one on ordinary days, known as the ’big sister’ by most students and her status in the school was comparable to that of Kong Chan in the Beihai Dao School and Cang Ming in the South Mountain Daoist School.
"Zuo Dao? Could he be from the Zuo Family of East City? Wasn’t the Zuo Family exterminated?" At that moment, Zhu Lingwei looked at the situation on the platform and directly instructed, "This lad has too many magical artifacts, it’s not wise to confront him directly. Little Ma, you go and wear him out, then let Beihai Dao School handle him."
Thus, the Second Realm Little Ma went onto the platform, exhausted some of Zuo Dao’s Yin Thunder Pearls, and then directly chose to surrender.
Next, both Beihai Dao School and South Mountain Dao School seemed to have the same idea, unwilling for their strong contenders to clash head-on with Zuo Dao’s magical artifacts, and each sent out Second Realm students to engage in a war of attrition.
In this way, Zuo Dao won four consecutive matches and when facing a contestant from West Mountain Dao School again, they sent up a Third Realm strong contender.
Facing a Zuo Dao whose magical artifacts were heavily depleted, this Third Realm contender used high-speed flying swords, soon penetrating Zuo Dao’s defenses and forcing him off the platform.
Kong Chan, watching the situation on the platform, slightly smiled, "Over on our side, all those in the Second Realm have been eliminated, haven’t they? Brother Kong Wen, it’s your turn this round."
Thus, a dignified monk walked up and had a fierce battle with West Mountain City’s flying sword expert, breaking the opponent’s flying swords.
He then defeated a Third Realm contender from the Evil Sect.
Jiang Weishan commented, "Now Beihai Dao School has eliminated three people, South Mountain Dao School four, and West Mountain also three. Our East Dao School has only eliminated Qian Wangsun and Zuo Dao, giving us the biggest advantage."
Zhou Bai patted his chest, "You guys can fool around, try to get everyone on the platform for some practice, since I’ll be the final one to hold the fort."
While Zhou Bai and a few others were discussing who to send next, Zheng Wentian swiftly brushed off Qian Wangsun’s hand which was trying to stop him, and dashed onto the platform.
