Peace in the fairyland (14): Arrival

The opponent couldn’t believe that he was easily crushed by a younger generation who was ten years younger than him and had no experience outside.

Cheng Huaiqian did not expect that his opponent was so vulnerable. When he was fighting with Xia Ruize, he was changing his moves every second and the situation was changing rapidly. He did not expect that the opponent on the ring would react so slowly.

On the other side, Xia Ruize’s battle also ended quickly, simply because Xia Ruize cast the spell too quickly. Even if the opponent kept activating talismans, he still didn’t have time to block them all. After missing one or two attacks, he became flustered and missed another fatal crisis. The elders who maintained order hurriedly took action to protect him, but this also meant that the battle between the two sides was over.

After one round of competition, Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian both won and entered the top sixteen.

After seeing their performance just now, the other fourteen people now looked at them with caution. They no longer dared to look down on them just because they were newcomers who had just joined the sect half a year ago.

In the next round of 16 to 8, Cheng Huaiqian, who was ranked second, easily defeated his opponent who was at the seventh level of Qi training. Unfortunately, Xia Ruize, who was ranked sixth, faced a female cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training, Ouyang Siyu, who was the outstanding one who got third place in the previous assessment.

When Xia Ruize walked onto the stage, he held his longbow in his hand.

After half a year of nurturing, his longbow had become shiny, round and concise. His repeated practice of the instrument technique had made their connection extremely close, as if he were using his body to control his arm and his arm to control his fingers.

Seeing this scene, many people were shocked. They had seen Xia Ruize use the spells easily before and thought he was a magic cultivator. Who would have thought that he was actually a weapon cultivator?

Soon, Xia Ruize showed everyone why he was a weapon cultivator. When he put his hand on the longbow, a continuous and dense rain of arrows shot towards Ouyang Siyu.

Ouyang Siyu was a magic cultivator. At the beginning, her magic attacks were very sharp, but a problem was soon exposed, that was, her magic attacks were not as many as the arrows, and not as fast as the arrows!

After holding out for a while, Ouyang Siyu was forced by the endless rain of arrows to give up the attack and focus on defense. Ouyang Siyu had sufficient spiritual power reserves and rich practical experience. She suppressed her anxiety at the critical moment, and while defending, she tried hard to find opportunities to counterattack.

Unfortunately, Xia Ruize was faster than her. As several arrows penetrated Ouyang Siyu’s shield in succession, she relied on the defensive magic weapon on her body to resist the threat. After being overwhelmed by the increasingly heavy pressure, Ouyang Siyu decisively gave up.

Xia Ruize did not need to feel sorry for the arrows made of spiritual power, but Ouyang Siyu did feel sorry for her defensive magic weapon. It would be a big loss if the defensive magic weapon was consumed in the sect’s internal assessment.

“Junior Brother Xia really doesn’t know how to be sympathetic to women.”

Ouyang Siyu felt unwilling to be forced to admit defeat to someone whose realm was not as good as hers, but she couldn’t go back on her word, so she could only roll her eyes coquettishly and scold him.

Xia Ruize smiled, “Giving my all is a sign of respect for Senior Sister.”

According to the rules of Qingyang Sect, in order to facilitate unification, disciples were ranked according to their realm. Those at the same realm were ranked based on their actual combat performance. Although Xia Ruize defeated his opponent, his realm was lower than hers, so he still had to call her senior sister.

Seeing Xia Ruize’s stubborn look, Ouyang Siyu was suddenly speechless. She snorted, turned around and walked off the stage.

Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian both made it into the top eight, which made the immortals nod their heads in satisfaction.

The other six disciples were very nervous and regarded Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian as huge threats. However, no matter how fearful they were, the practical assessment had already reached its finale.

In the next eight-to-four match, Xia Rui Ze continued to use his longbow, and his opponent Luo Changze, who was at the eighth level of Qi training, was completely unable to resist.

However, Luo Changze came from a prominent family. His grandfather was an outer sect elder of the Qingyang Sect. He had plenty of immortal stones and a wealth of talismans on him. When he could not resist, he began to use the talismans without caring about the loss.

Xia Ruize was secretly happy. While drawing the bow and shooting arrows, he also began to activate talismans continuously. He already had too many talismans in his storage bag, especially those from his early practice. He was embarrassed to sell them because they were not perfect enough, but they would not be destroyed if they did not affect their effectiveness. He could not find any other use for them except piling them in the storage bag, so he might as well use them up openly.

Then the disciples below saw a battle with talismans flying all over the sky, and they immediately felt sorry for the extravagance of the two players.

Luo Changze, relying on the bought talismans, ultimately couldn’t outlast the carefree Xia Ruize who was clearing out his stock, and finally gave up and admitted defeat.

“Senior Brother Xia is rich! Really rich!”

Luo Changze, the grandson of the outer sect elder, gave Xia Ruize a thumbs up. He had never seen many people richer than himself, but today he met one.

Xia Ruize looked at the broken talisman papers on the ground and said nonchalantly, “It just took some time to draw it.”

These words made people even more jealous and envious.

Others needed to spend immortal stones to buy talismans, but he could draw them himself. The cost difference was huge.

In fact, as early as two months ago, the talismans drawn by Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian had been handed over to Immortal Master Song Fengyu and sold to the outside world in a shop under the name of Qingyang Sect. As for the immortal stones they obtained, they were used to exchange for more materials for drawing talismans from Immortal Master Song Fengyu.

Because the immortal stones had never come into his hands from beginning to end, Xia Ruize had no idea how many immortal stones worth of talismans he had casually consumed in the battle just now.

Of course, even if he had an idea, he wouldn’t feel bad about it. If he needed to, he could draw it in a whole day.

The next battle was between Cheng Huaiqian and his opponent Murong Ruide, who was the first place in the last assessment of the Zi-year disciples and was also the recognized chief disciple of the Zi-year disciples.

After the two sword masters saluted each other, they rushed towards each other and fought at the command of the immortal.

They did not use swords for long-range attacks, but instead used long swords to perform sword techniques at close range. When the long swords in their hands passed each other, the sharp sword energy that was dodged would create layers of ripples on the shield around the arena, which was enough to show how sharp the two people’s sword moves were.

Xia Ruize, who knew Cheng Huaiqian very well, quickly noticed that his lover’s eyes were full of excitement.

It was a rare opportunity to meet a swordsman of equal strength. Cheng Huaiqian made up for his previous regret of not being able to find a sparring partner. His attacks became more and more fierce, determined to force his opponent to exert his full strength.

Unlike Cheng Huaiqian who became more and more excited as the fight went on, Murong Ruide’s brows became more and more furrowed. Cheng Huaiqian’s attack made him feel the impenetrable pressure from all directions, and he even vaguely felt that he was following the opponent’s rhythm.

The two people fighting had different thoughts in their minds, but the disciples watching were all amazed, especially the new Yin-year disciples. They looked at the two people fighting fiercely with envy, and only hoped that they could be as strong one day.

The fight between Cheng Huaiqian and Murong Ruide lasted for a long time. In the end, even those disciples who were defeated in the round of 32 to 16 fought two more rounds to determine the final scores. The fight between Cheng Huaiqian and Murong Ruide finally ended with Murong Ruide voluntarily admitting defeat.

Many disciples who had been following this battle found it hard to accept this result, but when they saw Murong Ruide, who was sweating profusely and exhausted but standing with the support of a long sword, and then looked at Cheng Huaiqian, who was standing with a sword in his hand but still full of fighting spirit, no one dared to question it.

Cheng Huai closed his eyes and calmed down the fighting spirit in his eyes. He returned to his enthusiastic and harmless appearance, and invited Murong Ruide with a smile: “Senior Brother Murong, when you are free, you must learn more with me.”

Murong Ruide looked at Cheng Huaiqian gloomily and could only say slowly, “I’m waiting for you anytime, Junior Brother Cheng.”

It was beyond everyone’s expectation that the chief disciple of Zi year was ranked in the top four, but those who watched the whole fight could not find an excuse not to accept this fact. Cheng Huaiqian proved his strength with actual combat.

The subsequent top four-to-top two match ended very quickly. Xia Ruize’s opponent had been exhausted in the previous few games and could not recover. He surrendered after only a few minutes.

Cheng Huaiqian’s opponent thought he could take advantage of Cheng Huaiqian’s excessive consumption, but he didn’t expect that Cheng Huaiqian didn’t seem to be satisfied with the previous battle with Murong Ruide, and his moves became more sharp. The opponent didn’t hold on for long and was defeated.

Therefore, in this semi-annual assessment, the disciple with the highest practical score would be selected from Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian. This fact was really beyond everyone’s expectations, and the scene was silent for a while.

What was even more unexpected was that no one saw the fight between Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian because Cheng Huaiqian simply admitted defeat on the grounds of excessive exhaustion.

The next competition was between the four contestants who failed in the quarterfinals. However, the remaining disciples were extremely tired and ended the competition hastily and gave the scores. At this point, the final scores of the three sessions of disciples were all displayed on the huge silk screen.

Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian’s names were undoubtedly the most shining ones among them. Everyone looked at the ranking and then at the two people standing together, with extremely complicated expressions in their eyes.

All the disciples of the Zi year felt deeply uncomfortable with the two unfamiliar names hanging over their heads.

The Chou disciples felt very uncomfortable that two disciples who entered later than them had leapt ahead of them.

Of course, the most uncomfortable ones were the Yin-level disciples. They had taken classes with those two before, but they were thrown out of sight at some point.

Unlike the disciples who had mixed feelings, the immortal elders from the outer sect of Qingyang Sect were very happy to see the rapid progress of the two young men and were already discussing how to reward them.

The next day, Headmaster Dugu sent a message to Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian, asking them to go find him together.

Looking at Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian with swords flying towards him, Dugu Shanhai was filled with emotion. The scene of the two little guys trembling and shaking on their weapons seemed to be still in front of him. They have made amazing progress, which was really amazing.

Immortalf Hua Manyue smiled and invited the two young men to sit down and poured them some spiritual tea. Now they could drink the pure spiritual tea without any scruples.

“You two performed well yesterday, proving your own strength. The immortals all agree that you can no longer focus on cultivation behind closed doors, and should go down the mountain to gain proper experience.”

Dugu Shanhai spoke slowly, placing the two jade slips in front of Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian respectively, motioning them to look at them.

Xia Ruize and Cheng Huaiqian looked at each other and realized that the key they had been waiting for might be coming. They quickly focused their minds on the jade slip, and a large amount of information flooded into their minds.

After viewing all the information, the jade slip turned into dust on its own. Dugu Shanhai waved his hand casually, and the dust disappeared.