Chapter 545: 365: Two Sword Sha_2

Chapter 545: Chapter 365: Two Sword Sha_2

“However, it’s a pity that, after this year, for the next sixty years until that person reaches Core Formation, Dance Tool Dao Academy will occupy the position of the top college in the Immortal Sect.”

As Lou Fengcheng said this, his face was filled with regret.

Lan Haitian had suppressed the Immortal Sect for sixty years at the Foundation Building Realm, allowing the Kunpeng Daoist Institute to enjoy its top spot until now.

But now, Lan Haitian had gone to Core Formation, and suddenly there was Chen Mobai!

They originally thought they from the Repairing Heaven Institute would have a chance.

Now it seems, they are likely to be at the bottom for a while.

At least, even in front of Wen Renxuewei who had mastered the Lasting Spring Cultivation, Lou Fengcheng had no confidence in victory, he could only maintain a stalemate at best.

On the Kunpeng Daoist Institute side, although Lan Haitian had gone to Core Formation, there was also Qi Huanzhi, whom Lou Fengcheng also had little confidence in defeating.

Among the four major Daoist Academies, their Repairing Heaven Institute was unexpectedly at the bottom.

“Why think so much about it, let’s both put all our energy into Core Formation.”

Seeing Lou Fengcheng’s melancholic mood, Tao Mingqing laughed and made a remark.

The Primordial Elemental Academy didn’t care about rankings at all. After Qing Ping became the principal, he upheld the philosophy of cultivation realm. Duels like Magic Duel were secondary. The only real principle was to live long.

“You’re right, Let’s leave the rest to the younger generation.”

Lou Fengcheng, one of the proud figures who once led the Repairing Heaven Institute, quickly got over the bitter defeat.

If there is no hope of victory, then one should try to make progress and give up one’s position.

In this regard, Ling Dao is still hopeful, it’s just a pity that he and Chen Mobai are from the same generation, and can only compete for the second place at most.

“It’s starting.”

At this time, Tao Mingqing said excitedly.

Lou Fengcheng opened his weary eyes and discovered that Chen Mobai and Xiahou Weihuan had both stepped onto the stage.

“The sword’s name is ‘Dancing Sun’, which I personally cast from read copper.”

Xiahou Weihuan raised his red copper sword. The sword handle was round, carved with flame patterns. Though the sword body wasn’t long, only half a meter, it gave people a sense of solemnity and respect.

In the Immortal Sect, duels between sword cultivators were very ceremonial. Even though Xiahou Weihuan hated Chen Mobai so much that he gritted his teeth, he still followed this traditional sword-chime ceremony.

“The Sword’s name is ‘Gliding Sparrow’, a gift from my elders!”

Chen Mobai held the Flying Sparrow Hairpin in front of him. Everyone believed that this flying sword’s origin was from the Treasure Trove, and every magic artifact sealed inside the Device Nurturing Sphere in the Treasure Trove was left by the graduates of the Dance Tool Daoist Academy before they passed on.

It was perfectly acceptable to say that it was a gift from elders.

What they didn’t know, however, was that this elder was not from the Immortal Sect.

“Let me show you the real use of Sword Sha!”

After the sword chime, Xiahou Weihuan said this in a cold tone, then with a clang, he unsheathed his sword.

In an instant, the red copper of the sword was coated with a layer of orange-red light, as if a layer of clear oil had been splashed on the edge of the sword. Under sunlight, it released a dazzling, blinding light that people couldn’t look at directly.

With a bang!

Facing the Primordial Yang Sword Evil, Chen Mobai first used his Yi Wood Divine Thunder as a probe.

The same Rank-3 power, the green thunder boomed from his palm, and Xiahou Weihuan simply sliced it in half with his sword.

The thunder column was split in two, making an arc along Xiahou Weihuan’s body, and on the surface of the lake, it evaporated into a series of hazy mists of water.

With the sound of the sword piercing the air, Xiahou Weihuan had already rushed up to Chen Mobai with his sword in hand.

With an icy look, he raised his sword and hacked again.

The red copper sword imbued with Primordial Yang Sword Evil was invincible, slicing open “Red Misty Cloud Silk”, “Fire Chain Technique”, and the Five Elements Sword Light.

It seemed that nothing could stop it.

Chen Mobai, who was fully aware of the destructive feature of the Primordial Yang Sword Evil, brought out his spirit weapon.

An ancient bronze mirror emitted a reddish mirror light, as it made contact with the Wuyang Sword.

The supposedly unstoppable sword suddenly halted.

“He does indeed have a Rank-3 magic artifact!”

“After all, he’s the top student at the Dance Tool Daoist Academy. It’s normal, only that his previous opponents couldn’t push him to use his magic artifacts,” someone remarked.”

“Forget about a Rank-3 magic artifact, given his talent, I wouldn’t be surprised if the Dance Tool Daoist Academy prepared a Rank-4 magic artifact for him.”

The Foundation Establishment True Cultivators watching the battle saw that Chen Mobai took out the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror, and all their expressions showed that it was expected.

Upon hearing the discussion, Bian Jingchun couldn’t help squeezing her fingers.

Her True Dragon Ding was of no use here at all.

But who could help it if the top student of their Dance Tool Daoist Academy was so formidable.

“The sword augmented by the Sword Sha is as powerful as a Rank-3 flying sword. Each of Xiahou Weihuan’s sword strikes is equivalent to a Rank-3 attack, and the consumption of the Sword Sha is greatly reduced because of the sword’s adherence,” Chi Shicheng commented, having the most insight and quickly recognizing Xiahou Weihuan’s combat style.

“Under prolonged attack, this Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror, even if it can block the attacks, is likely to hurt the power of its source. And a Foundation Establishment cultivator operating a Rank-3 magic artifact, the consumption of spiritual power is too much. Chen junior brother may be proficient in magic duels, but after all, his realm is lower, and his spiritual power is not enough. He may have to think of other ways,” said Sun Daoji, showing concern. Their Foundation Establishment Perfection spiritual power could operate a Rank-3 magic artifact for at most half an hour.

Xiahou Weihuan clearly understood this, and kept waving his longsword to clash forcefully with the light shield of the mirror.

Accompanied by a chorus of “ding, ding, ding,” Chen Mobai felt the Longevity Spiritual Power he had stored in the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror with the Returning Essence Secret Technique being crazily consumed. Although he could support it for half an hour, he was currently only showing the third layer of the Foundation Establishment, and therefore couldn’t overexaggerate it.

“It’s about time.”

So, after estimating the time, Chen Mobai spewed out his Qingyang Sword Sha.

The cyan and green light burst forth like a thunderbolt, shooting directly towards Xiahou Weihuan’s face.

But Xiahou Weihuan had long been on guard for this move. He swung his sword to block, and the wide sword blade blocked the Qingyang Sword Sha by a hair’s breadth. At the same time, the orange-red Yuan Yang Sword Sha erupted. In this instant, the two powerful but different fire attribute Sword Sha’s started an all-out direct confrontation.

Clash of Sword Sha!

In the absence of attribute suppression, it was a competition of which Sword Sha had a higher level and contained more breadth of power.

Although the Red Flame Sword Jue of the Divine Wood Sect was also one of the perfected and powerful Sword techniques in the hundreds of magic duels, compared with the top-notch Sword Secret of Yuan Yang, which was derived from the Divinity Transformation cultivation technique, it appeared a bit weaker.

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers with widened eyes, the cyan and green radiance confronted the orange-red streamer, then the Yuan Yang Sword Sha gradually went over it. It even started to gradually absorb and transform the power of the Qingyang Sword Sha.

“Ha-ha-ha, the Yuan Yang Sword Sha is the supreme in fire. How can your mere Qingyang Sword Sha compete with me!”

Seeing this scene, Xiahou Weihuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Just as he gripped the sword with both hands, ready to increase his effort to absorb Chen Mobai’s “Qingyang Sword Sha” and bestow upon the annoying fellow before his eyes a thorough defeat, he saw Chen Mobai suddenly smile.

How can you still smile at this!

“The Yuan Yang Sword Sha is stronger than the Qingyang Sword Sha. I know this better than you, and you don’t need to tell me,” Chen Mobai said, in a tone that Xiahou Weihuan found baffling.

At the same time, Chen Mobai made a strange movement. He dropped his right hand and unscrewed the lid of the yellow gourd bound to his waist.

An orange-red radiance rose up, gently sweeping over Xiahou Weihuan’s hands.

Amidst the sudden appearance of blood, Xiahou Weihuan’s arms that held the sword, and the Wuyang Sword, had flown into the sky.

Chen Mobai’s left hand held two fingers like a sword, as if sword controlling, he sealed off the orange-red light that had severed his opponent’s arms back into the yellow skin gourd. Then he used his right hand to put the lid back on.

At the same time, he opened his mouth, recondensed the Qingyang Sword Sha into a Sword Pill, and swallowed it back into his belly.

“Because, I have also cultivated the Yuan Yang Sword Sha.”

In the end, Chen Mobai said something that made Xiahou Weihuan widen his eyes in disbelief.

Two Sword Sha!

What kind of monster am I battling against!?