Nghe vài người anh cùng môn thảo luận về sức mạnh của Lăng Miểu.
Một đệ tử từng tham gia trận giao hữu lúc này lên tiếng: “Cô ấy rất mạnh mẽ, trong trận giao hữu đó, chỉ cần một quả đấm là có thể đánh bại đối thủ ở giai đoạn cuối của việc xây dựng nền tảng (筑基). Anh cũng nên cẩn thận hơn nữa nhé.”
Bên cạnh, Giang Mục Dao nhớ lại cảnh Lăng Miểu một mình đối đầu với nhiều người trong sân đấu dưới lòng đất, và không khỏi lo lắng cho anh mình.
Nhưng theo nguyên tắc không muốn làm ai thất vọng, cô chọn cách không nói gì cả.
Người đệ tử từng tham gia trận giao hữu kia cũng rất e ngại trước sức mạnh của Lăng Miểu; anh ta nhìn về phía Giang Mục Dao.
“Chị Giang, sao chị không cho anh Qí vài tấm bùa may mắn (phù lệ)? Khi đó, có thể bất ngờ đánh Lăng Miểu.”
Giang Mục Dao nhớ lại những viên thuốc độc hại mà Lăng Miểu đã tặng cho mình, và cảm thấy bực bội trong lòng.
Thôi thì đừng vậy.
Cô sợ rằng trên sân đấu, nếu anh Qí sử dụng những tấm bùa đó, khiến Lăng Miểu tức giận, có lẽ cô ấy sẽ lấy ra những thứ còn độc hại hơn nữa, khiến anh Qí phải chết ngay trên sân đấu.
Hơn nữa, nếu Lăng Miểu giận dữ, thì trong trận đấu đồng đội, cô ấy có thể sẽ sử dụng những viên thuốc độc hại đó chống lại họ. Các bậc trưởng lão của liên minh các phái đã nói rõ rằng những thứ này không được phép sử dụng trong trận đấu cá nhân.
May mắn thay, trước khi Giang Mục Dao lên tiếng, Qí Phong đã tự mình nói trước:
“Tôi ở giai đoạn Kim Đan (Jin Dan), mà phải dùng bùa may mắn để đánh một người ở giai đoạn Luyện Khí (Lian Qi)? Như vậy thì thật là không ổn chút nào, chị không sợ bị người khác cười nhạo sao?”
Giang Mục Dao liếc nhìn một cái, nhưng cuối cùng vẫn không nói gì: Giữ kín một bí mật thật sự rất khó.
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Trên đỉnh núi Quan Tinh Phong (Guanxing Peak).
Chủ tịch liên minh các phái là Giang Thượng (Jiang Shang), chủ tịch phái Nguyệt Hoa (Yuehua) là Cang Vũ (Cang Wu), chủ tịch phái Ly Hỏa (Lihuo) là Sư Đồ Triển (Situ Zhan), và chủ tịch phái Dương Vũ (Yinwu) cùng ngồi cạnh nhau, nhàn nhã nhìn xuống các sân đấu trên núi.
Ngày đầu tiên của các trận đấu cá nhân.
Bốn đệ tử hàng đầu của bốn phái, ngoại trừ Phương Trục Trần (Fang Zhuchen) may mắn gặp phải một người ở giai đoạn Nguyên Ấu (Yuan Ying), ba người còn lại đều gặp những đối thủ tương đương, và trận đấu diễn ra căng thẳng.
Jiang Shang looked at Cang Wu and asked, “I heard that this little girl only has a low-quality, miscellaneous spiritual root and is still in the Qi Cultivation stage. What exactly does the head of Yuehua Sect see in her?”
Cang Wu’s gaze fell on the quiet child standing on one side of the combat platform; she looked both well-behaved and adorable, and a slight smile formed on his lips.
“I think that girl is a genius.”
“Oh?”
Before Jiang Shang could speak again, Situ Zhan let out a cold laugh first.
“Just because she has a bit more strength, how can that make her a genius?”
He looked at Cang Wu, and the displeasure in his voice was evident.
“Ling Miao’s spiritual root is extremely poor, and she doesn’t have any natural talent for cultivation. Once the other disciples of her group grow up, she won’t be anything special anymore.”
“Is that so?”
Cang Wu leaned his head back and lazily uttered two words before saying nothing more.
However, both Situ Zhan and Ling Feng noticed at the same time that Ling Miao’s cultivation level had already reached the peak of the Qi Cultivation stage.
Both of them were filled with confusion.
This little girl had stayed in the Qi Cultivation stage for so many years, and in just one year, she had already reached its peak?
Without saying a word to each other, they both glanced at Cang Wu, their minds filled with the same speculation.
Could it be that Yuehua Sect, for the sake of face, took the risk of causing her foundation to become unstable and leading to her going mad from overexertion, by giving her extra medicinal pills? Otherwise, how could she have reached the peak of Qi Cultivation in just one year?
On the combat platform,
Qi Feng looked at the small child standing across from him, who seemed utterly harmless. Remembering what his junior brother in the Foundation Building stage had said, there was no sign of underestimating his opponent in his eyes.
“Fengyun Pavilion’s Qi Feng, I concede!”
“Yuehua Sect’s Ling Miao!”
After exchanging their names of sect, Ling Miao didn’t waste words and immediately raised her fist to attack.
At the Golden Pill stage, unlike the Qi Cultivation and Foundation Building stages, she had to concentrate fully with each strike.
Ling Miao moved extremely quickly. With a leap, her first punch headed straight for Qi Feng’s face. In the space of a single breath, she was already above Qi Feng.
Her punch was fierce, as if it could pierce through the air.
Before Ling Miao’s punch even reached him, Qi Feng had already felt the intimidating force in it. His expression suddenly turned serious, and instinctively realizing that he couldn’t block it directly, he quickly dodged to one side.
Ling Miao’s punch missed its target, and she landed back on the ground where Qi Feng had just been standing.
After a loud ‘boom’, Ling Miao squatted down expressionlessly.
She gently lifted her fist, and the ground where she had landed was now covered with a large pit, with broken stones all around it.
On the spectator seats, with that loud noise, there was an instant of complete silence.
After several sounds of people gasping in shock, a weak exclamation of “Wow” sounded.
He Xing, standing in the front row, said softly, “This attack… somehow, it feels familiar to me.”
Shentu Lie looked down at the large pit created on the combat stage and let out a cold laugh.
“Of course it looks familiar; we just met that creature not long ago. Isn’t that the same punch that ‘Iron-backed Bear’ used to attack?”
Even the size of the pit created by the punch is almost identical.
He Xing: “……”
Damn it, that kid is clearly a level-five demon beast. It’s scaring people to death; someone should quickly take care of her.
On the high platform of Guanxing Peak, in addition to the leaders of the four sects and the alliance of sects, many elders from those sects also came to watch the battle.
Elder Zhao looked at the large pit created by Ling Miao on the combat stage with a confused expression, “Ah……”
Look at that pit; it’s so big and round! Tonight we’ll have to spend the night having people fix it again.
Qing Yun, resting his chin in his hand, stood aside and said: “Damn it, did they just ignore the warning that Cang Wu gave to that little brat yesterday?”
On the combat stage:
Qi Feng looked at the large pit created by the child, swallowed hard, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.
Is this… reasonable? He couldn’t even imagine what would have happened if he had tried to block that punch himself.
This strange child can only be dealt with through strategy!
He placed his thumb on the hilt of his sword; the moment the long sword was drawn, his spiritual energy surged forth, and he had already disappeared from that spot.
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Sect Competition Section: We’re willing to negotiate a good price for taking back Duan Yun Zhou’s inner garments.
