Chapter 823 - 40: Reverse Big Dipper Seven-Star Step

Chapter 823: Chapter 40: Reverse Big Dipper Seven-Star Step

Duan Zhengyang looked at Li Xin, "I see you’re not a body cultivator, what weapon do you use? Take it out."

Li Xin smiled slightly, "I don’t use weapons much, no need to be polite, just use what you’re best at."

Duan Zhengyang frowned. Although the opponent’s body techniques were very good, Duan Zhengyang still thought the opponent might not be a body cultivator. However, if the opponent doesn’t care, then there’s nothing for him to worry about either.

Duan Zhengyang drew his sword from its sheath and instantly seemed like a different person. The long sword pointed at Li Xin, the tip trembling slightly as if it sensed its owner’s battle intent.

"The sword is named Leiyu, my Destiny Sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, Spiritual Ability erupted, and the pressure suddenly bore down on Li Xin. Duan Zhengyang’s eyes, sharp as an eagle, searched for any flaw in Li Xin’s aura. Yet, Li Xin just stood there, seemingly unaffected by the pressure.

Duan Zhengyang’s momentum took an aggressive stance, not waiting long. If there was no flaw, he would create one. Following the sword, he instantly appeared in front of Li Xin, sword qi crisscrossing, crazily strangling Li Xin. Faced with such a grand display of sword qi, Li Xin had no means to counter and could only retreat to dodge.

The Three Pristine Sect, esteemed as a Profound-level Sect, the Three Pristine Formulas are a renowned cultivation technique of the Divine Land. They regulate Spiritual Ability, reduce Karmic Force, long been famous for their fist and sword techniques. The Sect is adept at teaching according to one’s abilities, focusing on both internal and external cultivation, combining offense and defense, achieving unity of body and Spiritual Ability. Unlike last time, Duan Zhengyang showcased his full strength, stepping with the Three Pristine Steps. Within his swift movements was an underlying thunderous intent, forming the Slaughter and Thunder Array.

"Big Dipper Seven-Star Step!"

"Duan Zhengyang is serious this time. I thought he was just here for fun, I’ve heard he’s quite lively and unconventional."

"Is this for fun? Even the Sect’s Grand Examination is not taken this seriously. Big Dipper Seven-Star Step, Thunder Shocking Sword Technique."

In the Martial Arts Arena, Duan Zhengyang had full control of the scene. The Leiyu Sword could feel its master’s desire for victory, with rampant sword qi, while Li Xin continuously dodged, feeling the constant threat of being pierced by a sword at any moment.

Duan Zhengyang’s eyes emitted thunderous light; there was no teasing of his opponent. Every move was off by just a fraction, yet he had already pushed his sword speed to the extreme. Paired with the Seven-Star Step, even within the Three Pristine Sect, no one could constantly dodge without counterattacking. The onslaught of this thunderous force cannot be averted merely by evasion.

In others’ eyes, Li Xin seemed on the verge of danger, but in Duan Zhengyang’s eyes, Li Xin appeared to walk leisurely, like swaying in the wind, yet dust did not cling to him.

Once again, a rapid sequence of twelve sword strikes fell into emptiness, Duan Zhengyang shouted forcefully, his entire being split into two. Both Duan Zhengyangs, one on the left and one on the right, presented a pincer attack stance, targeting Li Xin.

Complete silence filled the arena, it was precisely the Three Pristine Sect’s supreme skill — Shadow Clone.

It’s not a mere illusion, but rather with substantial destructive power; to the naked eye, both original and clone looked exactly alike, but the clone only carried half the destructive power of the original, used to assist in the attack. Simultaneously stepping with the Big Dipper Seven-Star Step, Duan Zhengyang had already achieved movement technique unity.

Just at this moment, Li Xin’s figure suddenly disappeared from between the attacks of the two Duan Zhengyangs.

In that instant, the hair on Duan Zhengyang’s body stood on end, a ghostly feeling arose from his back, his neck felt a chill, and a voice sounded in his ear, "You’ve lost."

The state of mind shattered, the clone also simultaneously exploded, Duan Zhengyang jumped back five or six meters in disbelief, staring at Li Xin, unable to speak for a moment.

Lost?

He hadn’t even been injured, how could he be considered lost? Furthermore, he also had Protective Spiritual Ability, so what if he took a hit? This kid was talking nonsense, he could still fight another three hundred rounds.

Duan Zhengyang stubbornly prepared to retort when, at that moment, a new figure appeared in the arena. It was Chu Zhan, who pressed his right hand in a calming gesture, stopping Duan Zhengyang, and cupped his fist toward Li Xin.

"Brother Ren is brilliant, my junior has lost this match," Chu Zhan said, "I am Chu Zhan of the Three Pristine Sect, Brother Ren, where did you learn this Reversed Big Dipper Seven-Star Step?"

"I don’t know anything about the Reversed Big Dipper Seven-Star Step. Does Brother Chu want to be the next opponent?" Li Xin replied.

The entire Jiuxiao Building was quiet. Did this person know what he was doing? Chu Zhan was not some rising disciple like Duan Zhengyang; he was a long-established expert, ranked in last year’s top ten of the Jiuxiao Building’s red list, and had already obtained selection qualifications for the Celestial Destiny Sect, also one of the representatives of the new generation of the Three Pristine Sect. His words carried weight.

Such an expert would not easily make a move in the Jiuxiao Building.

Chu Zhan looked at Li Xin, gently furrowing his brows. Did this kid know what he was saying? Clearly, he used the Three Pristine Sect’s Reversed Big Dipper Seven-Star Step, and quite masterfully, possibly with connections to the Three Pristine Sect.

"Hey, fight or not, if not, don’t get in the way."

From below, Xiao Yan shouted in a shrill voice, causing a resonance. Was the Three Pristine Sect trying to build connections?

Chu Zhan smiled wryly, certain things were not appropriate to say in public, "Brother Li has already fought two rounds. If I entered now, it wouldn’t be fair. I’ll challenge you next time."

"Since Brother Chu doesn’t want to take advantage, I’ll take the leverage," a thin figure suddenly appeared on stage as he spoke.

"Situ Buxiu from Mist Concealment Sect, please enlighten me," the slim cultivator with a gourd on his back smiled.

Chu Zhan and the unwilling Duan Zhengyang stepped down. Engaging in three consecutive matches only allowed for a brief rest with no recovery time, making it easy to be targeted.

It was clear that Li Xin was particularly adept at defensive counterattacks, and the Mist Concealment Sect favored such opponents to fully unleash their abilities.

"Please." Li Xin extended his hand.

Situ Buxiu retrieved his gourd, and a mass of white mist drifted out, which was the specialty of the Mist Concealment Sect. Every disciple had their own mist, each with different effects.

In just the blink of an eye, the entire Martial Arts Arena was shrouded in thick fog.

"If I remember correctly, Situ Buxiu practices Poison Fog. It not only obscures the opponent’s vision and senses but also gradually poisons them. If Li Xin is unaware, once inhaled, the match is over," Yun Yu said.

"The Mist Concealment Sect takes a non-mainstream route. Although this path is easily limited by various factors, it achieves quick and powerful effects. This enclosed Martial Arts Arena is perfect for them," Elder Golden Cicada remarked, "I noticed he didn’t even hold his breath."

Right after the words were spoken, a burst of fist wind suddenly erupted, sending a thin figure with a gourd flying straight into a corner, and the mist was dispersed by the fist wind.

Situ Buxiu was nearly shattered by the force of the fist wind, looking at Li Xin as if seeing a monster. He suspected the opponent deliberately missed, for when he attempted a sneak attack, he could see the other watching him.

The feeling was like pretending to be a ghost only to encounter a real one.

Li Xin walked toward Situ Buxiu, who hurriedly raised his hand, "I give up."

Another three-round win.

"Congratulations to Loose Cultivator Ren Yanli for completing the three-round challenge!"

The Jiuxiao Building was silent for a moment, then erupted into thunderous applause. This was undoubtedly a significant three-round challenge. Before the competition, no one had high hopes for this Loose Cultivator, yet he easily completed the challenge. The last one who finished so effortlessly was already among the top tier experts of the Divine Land.

Li Xin didn’t hesitate either. Checking the time, it was about time to leave, "Where do I collect my winnings?"