Chapter 36 Asking for humiliation and getting humiliated [Please vote and collect!]
Seeing Gu Qingcheng starting to realize a breakthrough next to Li Ping'an, many of the happy Qi practitioners in the sect began to whisper about this matter.
"Have you seen it? You can get some insights from fighting with Li Ping'an. This is his father's great luck."
"I remember two years ago, there was a gatekeeper who had been stuck at the top of the Tiandi Bridge. Because of Li Ping'an's instructions, he entered the Yuanxian Realm directly."
"Can't? I haven't completed the foundation building in the Condensing Light Realm yet. What can you give me? If he is so powerful, why hasn't his cultivation improved yet?"
"When senior brother said this, I suddenly remembered that this Taoist friend Li Ping'an seemed to have entered the Liuyun Temple practice in his twenties. He had no teacher for three years and only had the guidance of his father. Now he can reach the middle stage of condensing light.
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"hiss--"
"If you put it this way, this guy is really something extraordinary."
"What's the big deal? It's just the great ambition of Master Dazhi. I can do it if I have such a father."
"Master Dazhi is now sitting behind the headmaster. He is really powerful."
"Master Dazhi became an immortal within three years, which has been rare since ancient times. If he can reach true immortality within a hundred years, there will be no suspense about his position as the next leader."
"Didn't I say that there is a deputy head who also wants to be the head?"
"I don't know about this. Why do our Yuanxian cultivations have such idle thoughts? Besides, being a sect leader is so tiring, and it's so comfortable for us to practice in the mountains. I don't know what the seniors in the sect think."
Such and such, such and such.
Li Pingan could occasionally feel the eyes of others, but he didn't care too much.
From time to time, he glanced at the master who was meditating on the viewing platform, at his old father who was staying behind the leader, and looked at the priest sister who was laughing and joking with the female cultivators at Caiyun Peak, and continued to watch the battle on the ground list.
An hour later, Li Ping'an took another round and won easily. He had won three games and lost one.
Gu Qingcheng next to him received a bye and lost the round due to a temporary breakthrough.
The aura in Gu Qingcheng's body is slowly rising. He should have broken through the barrier of the eighth to ninth levels of the Void Refining Realm. He should be able to wake up soon, and he will not be eliminated because of the temporary breakthrough.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the peaks of Wanyun Sect, and magic lanterns were lit in advance at Caiyun Peak.
A fairy casts a spell to make the stars in the night here shine brighter, making everything shine brightly, adding a bit of fairyland to the mood.
In a blink of an eye, it was the fifth round of the competition, and Li Ping'an was drawn to be the first to take the stage.
There seemed to be some commotion next to the ring. Wei Yanzi and two Yuanxian Realm deacons were gathered around the lottery turntable, frowning and comparing something.
Just as Li Pingan was about to stand up, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and stopped him in front of Li Pingan.
But it was Gu Qingcheng who woke up.
"Brother Li! Please accept my bow!"
Gu Qingcheng stood up and bowed.
Li Ping'an turned sideways and received a half-ceremony, and said with a smile: "I'm going to fight first, and we'll talk when I get back."
Gu Qingcheng glanced at the arena, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but mutter: "Fellow Taoist, you are so unlucky. In the rankings, my cultivation level ranks among the top three. I also know the guy above, his name is Wang Zaizhi. Previously,
His cultivation level is a little higher than mine, but now he is on par with me. He has many treasures in his hands, but his strength is mediocre."
Li Ping'an looked at his fellow disciple waiting on the ring, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, if I really lose, I will just admit defeat. Anyway, there will be another match later."
"Don't force it, fellow Taoist, just do your best!"
Gu Qingcheng waved her hand, which was quite heroic:
"After the competition, we must have a drink with him, and let me find a way to repay him for his kindness!"
Yes, he is also a good drinker.
Those who practice qi and drink too much have been like this since ancient times.
Li Pingan said goodbye to Gu Qingcheng with his hands, turned over and jumped onto the edge of the ring, and bowed to the Kaiyunfeng disciples on the other side of the ring from a distance.
Two voices suddenly rang in his ears.
A micro-inflammation came from not far away: "There is something wrong with the drawing of lots."
The other voice was that of Elder Yan Sheng: "Be careful, this disciple is the disciple of Elder Bi."
Elder Bi?
That inner sect elder who suggested to his father to participate in this competition in front of the leader?
It’s Deputy Leader Mo Yi’s small group again…
Li Ping'an remained calm on the surface, cupped his hands to the young male cultivator in front of him, turned around and was about to jump off the ring.
"Heh," the other party suddenly spoke, his voice particularly harsh, "Is it possible that the rumored ambitious son can only run away with his head in his arms?"
Li Ping'an paused and sighed in his heart.
The moment the opponent called out his father's name, the nature of the fight had changed.
If he runs away without a fight, or if his defeat is too ugly, both father and son will be humiliated, and the disciples and immortals will inevitably look down on him and his son.
Deep down, my father wanted to be the leader;
Li Pingan has also been planning for this matter;
Today is the first time that most of the disciples of Wan Yun Sect see their father. It can be regarded as their first impression, which is quite important to their father.
Now, Li Ping'an can no longer give in even one step.
Wang Zaizhi's body was suspended three feet above the ground, with the hem of his Taoist robe and long hair fluttering slightly. A sixteen-story pagoda slowly circled around him, and the thin lips under his aquiline nose outlined a bit of a sneer.
Li Pingan stepped forward and said calmly: "Li Pingan, a disciple of the Qingsu sect, would like to ask my senior brother for advice."
"Ask for advice?"
Wang Zaizhi is still using the method of provoking generals:
"I don't dare teach you anything.
"Your father is a disciple of the ancestor, and I am just a minor cultivator in the sect. If I accidentally hurt you, I will be blamed by the elders and deacons in the sect."
Although their cultivation levels are low, they are still on the stage at the moment.
Many eyes are watching, and many people are watching.
Many sleepy immortals, smelling a bit of tit-for-tat, immediately became energetic and carefully looked at the two people on the field.
Li Ping'an smiled casually: "Does this fellow Taoist have no father? He always talks about my father. Is it possible that you are envious?"
"You!" Wang Zaizhi glared angrily.
Li Ping'an said leisurely: "Everyone is born and raised by his parents, but cultivation is his own business. Why should he care about the name of his father?"
"good!"
Wei Yanzi in the audience shouted, and many immortals nodded with smiles.
Just talking about this quarrel, Li Ping'an certainly won.
Wang Zaizhi sneered: "Sharp-tongued! Today you and I will definitely not let it go! Do you dare to promise that you will never surrender and run away from this battle? If you think my cultivation is overpowering yours, I will claim to be my own!"
Li Ping'an said directly: "What do you mean by what my fellow Taoist said, do you want to have a real fight with me today? Just like a real fight?"
"I'm afraid you don't have the guts!"
"It's just a real sword and a real gun, so it's a bit boring. I think Taoist friend's pagoda is pretty good, and I happen to have a pagoda-shaped treasure as well."
Li Pingan took out a pagoda from his sleeve. It was just an ordinary magic weapon, used to ward off evil spirits. He said calmly:
"We might as well add a bonus."
"How dare you not!"
Wang Zaizhi almost laughed out of anger. He closed his eyes, took a breath, pointed at his fairy baby tower and said:
"If I lose to you today, how about giving this tower to you?"
"Come on then."
Li Ping'an calmly took three Qi-restoring elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth. The elixirs were wrapped in mana and swallowed into his abdomen without forcing them to open, so that they could be used to restore mana during the fight.
He made an inviting gesture to Wang Zaizhi:
"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to claim your magic power. You and I will do this according to the real fighting method.
"If I admit defeat or run away today, I will retreat when I see my Taoist friends from now on, and I will bow and salute."
"Okay! Me too!"
Wang Zaizhi couldn't tell who was using the provoking method now. His anger level was already full, and he slowly rose up, with black paper talismans flying out of his sleeves.
"I will let you understand today what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky! It's just condensed light!"
He clenched his fist with his right hand, and the talisman turned into fireballs, and smashed them away at Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an had already made a move, swaying from side to side, creating phantoms with his steps, and throwing out several green lights from the cloud gun in his hand!
The two of them used all their strength as soon as they took action!
Mu Ningning in the audience was so nervous at the moment that she almost crushed the scabbard in her hand, holding her breath and watching Li Ping'an's figure.
The real immortals of Caiyunfeng on all sides of the arena stood up and looked at the arena with frowns.
The immortals in the sect did not stop the two disciples from fighting, and it was an unwritten rule to resolve personal grudges in the ring; if the young disciple had no blood, the sect would be doomed sooner or later.
As long as one of the two sides loses, the four true immortals will immediately take action to protect them.
Just looking at the momentum of the fight, Wang Zaizhi is naturally stronger.
Wang Zaizhi's cultivation level had an absolute advantage, and he was merciless in his attacks. He activated the talisman with all his magic power and bombarded Li Ping'an indiscriminately;
Li Ping'an performed several sets of exquisite steps, walking five elements under his feet, stepping on six rays, crossing seven stars, and dodged all the attacks thrown by Wang Zaizhi, leaving pieces of paper talismans wherever he walked.
Both sides are good at the art of talismans, but their usage is completely different. Li Ping'an mainly uses talismans to save his own mana, while Wang Zaizhi uses talismans to increase the power of his spells.
Li Pingan pretended to attack.
As expected, Wang Zaizhi took the trap and rushed forward to meet Li Ping'an, with a shining fairy sword in his hand.
Wang Zaizhi wanted to fight quickly, so he used the ninth level of Lianxu to fight against the fifth level of Ningguang. If he couldn't win quickly, how could he hold his head up in front of his fellow disciples?
Not to mention, for today's battle, he obtained many treasures in the past few days, and even the clothes on his body are fairy treasures!
Li Ping'an, who was attacking forward, suddenly turned to the side and pressed down with his left hand out of thin air. Many yellow paper charms that had been left all over the ring exploded at the same time!
The entire arena was instantly covered by clouds and mist, and Wang Zaizhi crashed into it!
Gun array!
Wang Zaizhi only had a moment to escape from the gun formation, but he failed to seize it due to the contempt in his heart. When he wanted to turn around and fight back, rapid gun whistles rang out around him.
It was completely different from the previous situation when Li Pingan was fighting.
There were dozens of gun shadows shooting at the same time!
Compared with previous battles, the power of Li Ping'an's spear array has increased several times!
Even though Wang Zaizhi has a strong body and is wearing a fairy robe, he is not as physically cultivated as Yu Yingshu. At this moment, he can only use his magic power to activate the pagoda to shed fairy light to protect himself.
Beaten hard.
But in this way, although Wang Zaizhi blocked all the flying gun shadows, the force of the gun shadows could not be directly removed, and he was suppressed by the gun array and had no backhand power.
Wang Zaizhi soon discovered that the surrounding clouds and fog actually began to function as a maze, and his spiritual sense penetrated into it like a cow entering the sea.
He couldn't catch Li Ping'an's shadow at all!
Wang Zaizhi was suppressed in the clouds and mist, so he couldn't see the whole scene of the arena;
The Wanyun Sect immortals who were watching the battle from all directions had colorful expressions at this moment.
Without him, a total of eighteen shadows appeared in the gun array arranged by Li Ping'an!
He is only in the realm of light condensation, but he has obviously mastered one of the most difficult magical techniques of the Wanyun Sect, Zongyun Metamorphosis, to the point where he can enter the palace!
And Li Ping'an has been practicing so far...
Only three years.
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Seeing someone provoking his son, Li Dazhi almost rushed off the stage just now, but the boss caught him in time and asked him to watch the battle calmly on the stage.
As a result, Li Dazhi didn't even pay attention to the pleasantries exchanged by the heads of the Friend Sect on the side.
What several leaders said is:
"Is this the son of fellow Taoist Dazhi?"
"At such a young age, you can practice the secret method of Wan Yun Sect to such an extent. Wan Yun Sect has another great talent!"
"Although your qualifications are insufficient, your understanding can make up for it, which is wonderful."
"Everyone is so ridiculous," the head of Wanyun Sect said with a squinted smile, "Ping'an's qualifications are not good, but his understanding is quite strong, and he is also the focus of cultivation in the sect. If his cultivation is not good, such an offensive will not last long."
The masters of Dongzhou Immortal Way who were sitting nearby also wrote down the name "Ping An".
Li Dazhi didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation and kept staring at the stage.
His grandma’s!
He really didn't expect that these old immortals could be so shameless!
If you can't deal with him, deal with his son!
If Ping An scratches his skin, he insists... He can't beat those people now, so he can only go to his master and cry.
Not far away, Immortal Qingsu, who had been practicing, had opened his eyes, quietly looking at the fighting situation below, and kept counting with his fingers.
She was calculating how long it would take for Li Pingan's mana to be exhausted.
Li Ping'an's forced use of magic in this way consumes a huge amount of his own mana.
However, the fighting effects are indeed pleasing to the eye.
Eighteen cloud shadows danced wildly with spears, and the rude disciple had no power to fight back. Although he was protected by a pagoda fairy robe, his energy and blood were still shaken by the beating, his face was red, and he was in a very embarrassed state.
'How should the disciple win? There is too much difference in realm and too much difference in mana. If this momentum has passed, it may be unsustainable.'
Qingsu held her chin and thought quietly.
At this moment, Li Ping'an's shout suddenly rang out from the arena:
"Master!"
All eyes in the audience were focused on Qing Su.
Qing Su didn't notice it. She stood up and looked towards the ring. A clear and cold voice spread everywhere: "What's wrong?"
Li Ping'an's voice flickered left and right in the mist, but what he shouted was: "Although my disciple is not at a disadvantage at the moment, he is really angry in his heart. Can he use more than three techniques to defeat the enemy?"
Qing Su nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Thank you, Master! Then this disciple will never show mercy to this senior brother!"
Li Pingan shouted very loudly.
This was of course his way of attacking the mind, in order to humiliate Wang Zaizhi.
Wang Zaizhi was really furious. At this moment, he roared loudly, his magic power trembled, his body swelled, and he rushed straight into the air against the pagoda, and his whole body's magic power exploded violently.
At this moment, he is like an arrow that shot towards Toka!
But Wang Zaizhi was stunned when he rushed out.
Talisman.
Fifteen feet above the ground, some clouds and mist were instantly evaporated, and the three hundred and sixty green talismans shimmered slightly. Against the backdrop of the stars in the sky, they had a unique sense of agility.
In the clouds and mist below, eighteen phantoms simultaneously crushed the cloud spears, and with uniform movements, they pinched out the talisman handprints!
Thousands of talismans erupted into bright fire at the same time, and the fire turned into fire eagles all over the sky, swooping towards Wang Zaizhi!
Talisman formation!
Wang Zaizhi's figure was submerged in the fire, and he was forced down again, roaring helplessly against the pagoda.
This group of fire eagles evaporated the clouds and mist almost instantly, and continuous sheets of water vapor rose into the sky.
Puff, puff, puff, puff!
Eighteen phantoms formed by immortal magic exploded simultaneously!
Li Pingan’s true body is not in the ring!
Suddenly bursts of chanting sounded in the air;
Li Ping'an stepped on the scabbard of his sword, a hundred feet above the ground, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at Wang Zaizhi who was suppressed by the talisman array on the stage.
Behind Li Ping'an, six ring-shaped storage instruments were lined up, and stars began to fly out in rows.
Then the stars fell straight into the ring!
There were flying swords, flying knives, long needles, meteor hammers, nunchucks... all kinds of hidden weapons, there were five hundred of them in total!
A total of five hundred magic weapons!
These magical instruments have several common characteristics.
For example, they are all ordinary magic weapons, but they are refined very neatly and the quality is quite good;
Another example is that each magic weapon is inlaid with a spiritual stone the size of a fingernail, and the inside of this spiritual stone seems to be carved with simple restrictions. It is already quite unstable at this moment, floating densely around Wang Zaizhi's body, and it is constantly trembling.
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talisman array, implement array;
This kind of offensive method that does not consume too much mana is Li Ping'an's only way to win today.
Li Ping'an glanced at Elder Bi, who had a dark face, and said calmly:
"Masters Wang Zaizhi, there is no need to be anxious. Disciples should act with their own discretion."
After saying this, he pressed down his left hand, pointed his five fingers at Wang Zaizhi, and clenched his fist gracefully.