C420 First
C420 First
After all, it was not easy to step over the threshold of Xiantian and Transcendence.
Perhaps it was due to the fact that the two of them did not immediately reveal their weapons during the first round of the competition, but chose to fight with their bare hands instead.
The two had only exchanged a few moves before Wu Bin was forced to the edge of the arena, showing a one-sided stand.
"Eight Trigrams Strike!" With a loud shout, Wu Bin formed a palm with one hand, and spiritual power quickly condensed in the center of his palm. A one-meter-wide Eight Trigrams pattern instantly appeared in his palm.
Then, he suddenly rushed towards Sha Yu, wanting to take her out of the arena with a single strike.
However, the participants of the Cultivator's Gathering were all elites of the sect. Even if their Cultivation were slightly lower, they would not be defeated so easily.
When the eight trigrams was less than half a meter away from Sha Yu, the spirit light in Sha Yu's hand exploded, and a one-meter-long battle blade appeared in his hand.
"Quicksand Slash!" Sha Yu gave a loud shout and a dazzling spirit light instantly appeared on the blade. The astral wind surrounding the spirit light began to blow.
Then, the blade in his hand trembled as he took Wu Bin's attack head on.
"Clang!" With a sound, the battle blade collided with the Eight Trigrams, producing a crisp sound of steel colliding.
And then, the two went into a deadlock as they entered into a tug-of-war.
Although Wu Bin's Cultivation was higher than Sha Yu's, he suffered a loss because he did not have a weapon.
Sha Yu let out a low growl, and exerted strength in both her arms at the same time, the blade of the war blade suddenly broke a hole through the Eight Trigrams.
Seeing this, Sha Yu was overjoyed. He focused all of his strength into his sword and prepared to break the opponent's eight trigrams attack in one go.
Upon seeing this, a sneer emerged on Wu Bin's face as he shouted, "Eight Trigrams Teleportation Technique!"
As his voice faded, the Eight Trigrams pattern in his hand suddenly flew up, bringing about squall around the eight trigrams pattern, and began to continuously rub against the blade of the battle blade.
"Clang!" The sound never stopped, and the more the Eight Trigrams pattern revolved, the more powerful its power became.
The situation immediately reversed, and Sha Yu, who had just gained the upper hand, fell into a bitter battle.
He held onto his saber and tried his best to support his body, but his feet couldn't help but slide towards the edge of the arena.
Seeing that he had gathered most of his strength, Wu Bin shouted in a low voice, "Get out of here!"
His hand suddenly pushed forward, and the Eight Trigrams that was rapidly spinning on his palm quickly left his palm. He was prepared to directly knock Sha Yu out of the arena in one move.
This was the first battle, it would be too embarrassing if he lost.
A steel ball appeared out of nowhere in Sha Yu's hand, and she suddenly exerted a lot of strength in one hand.
"Bam!" With a "shatter" sound, the steel ball broke, and countless purple grains of sand flew out from it.
As for the purple colored flying sand, it was immediately carried in by the rotating Eight Trigrams, scattering in all directions along with the astral winds.
"This is bad!" Seeing this, Wu Bin was alarmed. However, it was impossible for him to retract his attack. Furthermore, the distance was so close. The purple sand ruthlessly flew toward Wu Bin's body.
Wu Bin naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death. He urged the spiritual energy in his body to prepare to defend against the sand attack.
However, he was still a step too late. Some of the sand penetrated his spiritual power and directly hit his body, leaving bloody marks on his body.
Sand wasn't something that had much offensive power in the first place, but the Flying Sand Sect's sand was different. All of their sand was highly toxic.
The place where the sand had extracted the blood began to turn slightly black.
Dressed in a purple robe, the Flying Sand Sect Sect Master sat there calmly.
On the other hand, the Sect Master s of the Eight Trigrams Sect were wearing white gowns, their expressions unsettled.
"Despicable! Senior Martial Brother Wu didn't use a weapon, yet you guys actually used poison!" Seeing this, some of the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect shouted towards the direction of the Flying Sand Sect.
"There's no rule that forbids the use of poison. Besides, who told your Senior Martial Brother Wu not to use his weapon?" Several disciples of the Flying Sand Sect retorted.
"You …" The disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.
He looked at Wu Bin, who was standing on the stage. The blood marks on his body had already turned completely black. His spiritual power had also started to weaken. He held his chest with one hand and looked at the other with hatred, "Such a sinister villain!"
Seeing that his opponent was poisoned, Sha Yu said slowly: "Take advantage of the poison gas and surrender, maybe you can recover quickly, otherwise the poison gas will affect your Cultivation."
However, the Cultivator's Gathering only happened once every twenty years, and people over the age of forty weren't allowed to participate. One person could only have one chance in their entire lives.
Wu Bin did not want to waste it so easily. With a flash of inspiration, a long sword appeared in his hand.
"Eight Trigrams Sword!" He shouted in a low voice and forcefully circulated his Spiritual Energy. A light burst out from his sword and he attacked Sha Yu.
However, due to the poison in his body, the power and speed of his moves would be greatly reduced.
Sha Yu looked at him with a teasing expression. He didn't even bother taking a move. Instead, he dodged to the side. Now, he only needed to wait for the poison to release and he would definitely win.
Since Wu Bin had forcefully channeled his spiritual power, the poison quickly spread to his body. If this continued, he would become a cripple.
The Eight Trigrams Sect Master was anxious, but he was not a judge, nor was he a competitor, so he was unable to stop the competition.
At this moment, "Shua!" Without a sound, a figure appeared in the center of the ring.
Most of the people present could not see how Qin Yun had managed to enter the stage. The Long White Sect Master, Bai Ze, who was seated on the main seat smiled and said to the two experts on the Divine Ranking beside him.
"You two, let's see how strong this Long Jiu is."
Bai Ze was also the thirteenth expert on the Heavenly Rankings. Naturally, he had a lot of interest in Qin Yun.
Xi Qiu and Mi Zhen looked at each other. Xi Qiu smiled and said, "The name 'Long Jiu' should be written on the Earth Board."
The other experts of the Heavenly Rankings all nodded in agreement after hearing Xi Qiu's words.
From the looks of it, the experts of the Heavenly Rankings and Divine Ranking were not focused on the competition, but on the referee, Qin Yun.
"Flying Sand Sect's Sha Yu, wins!" Qin Yun said with a deep voice.
When the disciples of the Flying Sand Sect heard Qin Yun's voice, they cheered excitedly. This was because they had won first place in their first match. Even Sect Master Flying Sand had smiles on his face.
"Why? I haven't admitted defeat." Wu Bin said to Qin Yun in indignation. His face was already turning black.
"From the moment you were poisoned, you have already lost. Moreover, this is a competition, not a life and death duel. There is no need to gamble on your future." Qin Yun said solemnly to Wu Bin.
"Exactly." Sha Yu said arrogantly.
"Victory is undeserved, shut up!" Hurry and get the antidote! " Qin Yun shouted coldly at him.
Sha Yu didn't dare to say anything. She quickly reached into her pocket and took out two porcelain bottles. Then, she took out a black pill and a brown pill.