Chapter 437
Chapter 437: Chapter 70: Tell Your Junior Brother to Clean His Neck Chapter 437: Chapter 70: Tell Your Junior Brother to Clean His Neck “`
The two returned to the White Jade Capital square only to find that two rounds of the tournament had already passed.
Xu Yinglian had defeated Lin Duanshan, and Luo Yan had triumphed over Guan Zhan.
It was said that the matches were quite thrilling and spectacular.
It was a pity that Ling Yunpo had been too busy dealing with Senior Sister An’s temper and hadn’t witnessed them.
It didn’t matter; Chief Qiu could watch Xu Yinglian’s fight, and as for Luo Yan, he himself was going to play it out in the future, so it wasn’t important.
At present, the last match of the day was underway, featuring Guan Shanyue against Yan Zhitui.
Yan Zhitui was Chief Qiu’s fourth junior brother, who always seemed to be holding a scripture scroll.
It was unclear whether he had come to cultivate or to study for the imperial examinations.
This junior brother also had a rather upright personality, possessing the temperament of a Confucian gentleman, which gave Chief Qiu a fairly good impression of him.
At the moment, in the arena, Yan Zhitui had already raised his scripture scroll magical treasure and was continuously releasing gigantic seal characters from it to bombard Guan Shanyue.
But, such tactics were ineffective; not only would Guan Shanyue easily counter them, even Guan Zhan would likely not be troubled by them.
Guan Shanyue was easily controlling her Flying Sword, slicing through the characters one by one.
Ling Yunpo knew at a glance that she wasn’t planning to use her killer move, so she was patiently waiting for an opportunity to defeat Yan Zhitui with ordinary swordsmanship, aiming to keep more of her trump cards hidden for the later matches.
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“Senior Sister Guan has the match well in hand,” Duan Fenhai commented from the side.
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Ling Yunpo gave him a sidelong glance.
Why is it that wherever my senior sister and I watch a match, I always find you guys nearby?
“That’s right,” Lin Duanshan agreed, “Although Yan Zhitui from Kunlun doesn’t have any glaring weaknesses, he is too mediocre in all aspects and lacks a decisive killing move.”
“It seems that Chief Qiu, despite being a good fighter, is not adept at teaching others,” Bi Sheng joined in the fun.
Ling Yunpo chuckled to herself, thinking critically:
What does ‘not adept at teaching others’ mean?
You all don’t know that my other identity, Wei Dongliu, has already established his own sect, okay?
“With this, only three of us from Shushan have made it to the top six,” Lin Duanshan reflected.
“I can accept my loss to Senior Sister An,” joked Duan Fenhai, “But Lin Duanshan, losing to the Phoenix Immortal-that really shouldn’t have happened.”
“No helping it,” Lin Duanshan laughed freely, “Although I was prepared, the Phoenix Immortal’s Great Bright Fire is truly my nemesis.”
Ling Yunpo also felt a sense of emotion.
Brother Lin Duanshan was skilled in the way of swordsmanship and, like Senior Sister An, was the type who took the ‘technical route’.
Faced with such irrational large-scale deadly Daoist magic, it was natural for him to be at a disadvantage.
It could only be considered an unlucky draw, a fault not of fighting.
After a while, Yan Zhitui finally seized an opportunity, and he recited loudly:
“To strive with heart and soul must…”
The incantation for his big move was only half chanted when suddenly, Guan Shanyue was enveloped in Sword Light, achieving Unity of Body and Sword.
She pierced straight through the unprepared Yan Zhitui’s chest.
The so-called ‘opportunity to release a big move’ was, in fact, just a flaw Guan Shanyue had purposely revealed.
With that, today’s competition came to an end, and everyone dispersed to their own.
Guan Shanyue returned to the crowd and laughed,
“So, we from Shushan have three people advancing to the next round, right?”
“Senior Sister An, Junior Brother Ling, and you,” Lin Duanshan replied.
“Along with Chief Qiu, Xu Yinglian, and Luo Yan.”
“Senior Sister Guan, it seems you’re the weakest at the moment,” Duan Fenhai chuckled.
“It’s okay,” Guan Shanyue was quite nonchalant, “Being the weakest still puts me in sixth place.”
Duan Fenhai didn’t mind and just laughed heartily.
While everyone was joking and laughing, suddenly twelve streaks of light from the Palm Swords shot over from a distance, heading towards them at high speed.
Ling Yunpo reached out and grabbed one of the Palm Swords, on which were written the three characters “Xu Yinglian.”
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Another gasp arose, as the match schedule for tomorrow appeared on the Jade List at the White Jade Capital plaza:
Upper six:
Qiu Changtian versus Guan Shanyue.
Ling Yunpo versus Xu Yinglian.
An Zhisu versus Luo Yan.
Lower six:
Lin Duanshan versus Shi Liuli.
Guan Zhan versus Bi Sheng.
Duan Fenhai versus Yan Zhitui.
“Hahaha.” Duan Fenhai burst into laughter, “Senior Sister An, it seems you won’t make it into the top three.”
“You people are in good shape, having already secured your victories for tomorrow, right?” Guan Shanyue said with a tinge of annoyance.
The crowd then burst into laughter, their moods varying.
By now, it was clear to everyone that the weakest three of the top twelve were Guan Zhan, Shi Liuli, and Yan Zhitui.
Lin Duanshan, Duan Fenhai, and Bi Sheng were fortunate enough not to draw lots for internal fights and, after defeating these three, they would probably secure seventh to ninth places.
If the lower six were considered the heavenly group, then the upper six were rightfully the hellish group.
Guan Shanyue drew Qiu Changtian and had prematurely announced his doom.
An Zhisu drew Luo Yan, and it looked like the Five Elements Divine Light could no longer be concealed.
Ling Yunpo drew Xu Yinglian…
sorry, Junior Sister Xu, I won’t be easy on you!
Having meticulously planned in his mind, Ling Yunpo and the Shushan group left the White Jade Capital Secret Realm and flew towards their dwelling at Mount Tianmu.
But at the grass hut, they saw Shi Liuli standing at the entrance, seemingly waiting for someone.
Upon seeing Shi Liuli’s figure, An Zhisu’s face instantly frosted over, and the temperature around her seemed to plummet several degrees, causing Lin Duanshan and the others to unconsciously maintain their distance quickly.
Before Ling Yunpo could speak, Miss Shi rushed forward, angrily saying:
“During today’s competition, were you letting me win?”
“Ah, this…” Ling Yunpo was caught off guard and then saw An Zhisu suddenly laughing beside him.
“Fellow Daoist Shi, how do you know my junior brother was letting you win?” Although her tone was gentle, Ling Yunpo could sense the anger within, as chilling as ice.
“Whether Fellow Daoist Ling yielded or not is clear to all under the watchful eyes.
I came here just to say, although I am less skilled, I fought honorably.
Why deserve such mockery from you?” Shi Liuli, somehow, against the formidable presence of An Zhisu, became quite sharp-tongued, “The Shushan Sect is known for its swordsmanship, beating me doesn’t prove anything.
Such frivolous and disrespectful actions during a grand competition of the righteous path will only make the world laugh!”
At this, the Shushan disciples finally understood: Shi Liuli had taken Ling Yunpo’s “courtesy” during today’s magical competition as some sort of mockery and taunting from a superior to a novice.
“Cough, Fellow Daoist Shi, you’ve misunderstood…” Ling Yunpo had just begun to speak when he heard An Zhisu say coldly:
“Good, tomorrow I will compete with Luo Yan from Penglai.
Have him prepare well.
If my Palm Sword yields even a fraction to him during the competition, then I’ll no longer be surnamed An!”
Not surnamed An, you could still take your father’s surname Su, right…
Ling Yunpo subconsciously thought, then suddenly realized:
Wait, she meant tell Luo Yan to prepare well, right?
Oh no, future me is doomed!
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