to ruin it.

Lan Yu swayed and dropped from the sky, and the combat puppet pursued.
Unable to dodge, Lan Yu slapped his body, and his body flashed with light as he applied a spiritual barrier to himself.
A moment later, fist met barrier in an explosion of rainbow light.

Lan Yu borrowed the impact to rise, and as he thrust out his hand again and again, one wind wall after another appeared, pushing toward Tang Jie.
What had been a defensive spell became an attack through his hands—a sign of his rich combat experience.

“Young Master, break the walls!” Tang Jie shouted.
He called the Heartbreak Saber back into his hands and chopped, green flames spreading along the blade and streaking toward Lan Yu.
At the same time, Wei Tianchong threw out another large fireball.
In Wei Tianchong's hands, this low-level spell displayed tremendous power, and even Tang Jie was shocked at how powerful it had become.

The two of them together seemed unstoppable, breaking through three wind walls and charging up to Lan Yu.

Lan Yu knew that this was the key moment, and his eyes glinted as a vortex suddenly formed in his hand.
In a flash, it became a little green sword, its tip thrusting straight at Wei Tianchong.

This sword was about one foot and three inches long, with a green tassel hanging from its handle.
It seemed unremarkable, but the moment it appeared, Xu Miaoran, who had nervously been watching the battle, stood up in shock and shouted, “Senior Brother, don't!”

Tang Jie's heart tightened when he saw this sword.

Tang Jie had seen Lan Yu fight in many battles in the Immortal Fortune Conference, but he had never seen him use this weapon.
He normally used his hands to cast spells and his high speed to easily achieve victory.
Even against Helian Hu, he had never used a weapon.

But now, Lan Yu had taken out a weapon, and Tang Jie immediately had a bad feeling.

Lan Yu had targeted Wei Tianchong.

Tang Jie was actually weaker than Wei Tianchong right now.
After all, Wei Tianchong wasn't fighting alone, but had his puppet to help.
Thus, Lan Yu had chosen to kill Wei Tianchong.

Lan Yu's green sword thrust forward, first striking Wei Tianchong's fireball.
With a light touch, the giant fireball burst into sparks, dispersing like a firework.
The energy from the sword continued unimpeded, digging out a furrow in the earth as it swept forward.

Tang Jie lunged forward with all his strength, pushing the Blood Refining Spirit and Violet Lightning Lunge to their limit.
Grabbing Wei Tianchong, he rolled.

But he was still a little slow, and the sword energy brushed over his butt, shaving off a chunk of meat and exposing the bone.
Even the Formless Golden Body had failed to reduce its power by even a little.
The sword energy kept going, felling countless trees and creating a fissure in the ground that extended for three-hundred-some meters before finally stopping.

Lan Yu's face turned ghastly white after he made this strike.
It was clear that this blow had taken much of his energy.

Even so, after seeing that Tang Jie was injured, Lan Yu snorted and then smugly smiled.
Although he hadn't been able to kill Wei Tianchong, wounding Tang Jie was fine too.
Having sustained multiple severe wounds, Tang Jie would find it very difficult to move.

Lan Yu was confident that his next strike could kill Tang Jie, and he raised the small sword again.

But just as he raised his sword, Wei Tianchong slapped a chubby hand on the ground and exclaimed, “Rise!”

That puppet that had been clumsily chasing Lan Yu suddenly accelerated to a speed that Lan Yu hadn't even thought possible, slamming into his shoulder and sending him flying.
The second strike naturally missed its mark, striking at empty ground several meters away from Tang Jie.

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Lan Yu was going to make a third strike, but Tang Jie turned around and waved a hand at Lan Yu.

There didn't seem to be anything at all in his hand, but Lan Yu's sharp senses told him there was immense danger, and he hastily moved to the side.

Lan Yu felt something pierce through his arm.
The intense pain caused his grip to loosen, and the green sword dropped from his hand.

Lan Yu hastily went to pick it up, but as he bent down, a fireball from Wei Tianchong slammed into him.

Even though Lan Yu had a barrier, the powerful impact sent him flying.
Meanwhile, the puppet grabbed the little sword.

“Oh no!” Lan Yu paled.

This green tassel sword had cost him all he owned and could not be lost.
He quickly made a sword sign and pointed at the sword, trying to get control of it and bring it back to him.

“Get the sword!” Tang Jie shouted.

The puppet's eyes flashed, and a Lightning Fall crashed onto Lan Yu.
The effect of this lightning was limited, but it slowed Lan Yu's act of getting back the sword.

Tang Jie waved his hand, and the golden needle flew out again, this time aimed at Lan Yu's throat.

Lan Yu raised his head, and the golden needle flew past his face.
Tang Jie was startled, thinking to himself, I already used the Nullight spell to hide the golden glint, so how did he notice? When he looked at the needle, he understood.
At some point, it had been stained with a few drops of blood, which had allowed Lan Yu to notice this fatal attack.

But this dodge had given Wei Tianchong enough time to grab the sword, and he began to try to remove the control spell that had been left on the sword.

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Art relics like this green tassel sword weren't like ordinary spell weapons.
Even among art relics, they were very valuable, and because of their value, cultivators would often pay an extra price to apply special spells that would make them easier to control, to even call them back if they were taken away.

What Wei Tianchong wanted to do was wipe away this spell and take control of the sword.

But when the small sword was in his hand, he froze.

He looked at Tang Jie.
“How do I remove it?”

“You don't know?” Tang Jie asked in shock.
“The teachers taught us!”

Wei Tianchong looked aggrieved.
“I didn't hear it.
Did you forget? I passed the test because you helped me cheat.”

Tang Jie felt his vision go dark.

The spectators gasped, “He doesn't even know this?”

Ming Yekong looked at Xie Fengtang, who slapped his forehead and ruthlessly said, “For the next exam, I'll increase the surveillance by ten times!”

But for Lan Yu, this was a pleasant surprise.
He laughed and pointed at the sword.
“Return to me!”

The green tassel sword flew out of Wei Tianchong's palm and back to Lan Yu, and Lan Yu's eyes flashed with killing intent.
Once the small sword returned to his hand, he would be the winner of this battle.

Tang Jie glared at him and sternly said, “You won't be getting it back!”

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He suddenly leapt at Lan Yu.

Time seemed to freeze, a single frame fixed eternally in the minds of the spectators.

In this scene, the little green sword was flying through the air in a green streak of light.

The edge of the sword was brushing past Tang Jie, slicing across his body and coming away with a flash of red blood.

Lan Yu had a smug smile on his face.

Wei Tianchong was staring, gobsmacked, at the sky.

And in the center of this frame, Tang Jie was heedlessly charging forward!

He charged up in front of Lan Yu and punched.

At the same time, the little green sword flew back as if time was flowing backward, returning to Lan Yu's palm.

One second later, the iron fist smashed into the sword.

Lan Yu saw the most magnificent scene in his life.

The green tassel sword shattered.

Small shards filled the area, obscuring Lan Yu's vision and shaking his soul.

His morale plunged to rock bottom.

He muttered, “No, no, how is this possible?”

He looked at Tang Jie.

Tang Jie was looking at him, his eyes composed as ever.

Lan Yu panicked.

He who had been through countless battles and won every one had finally panicked.

His confidence had shattered along with the sword.

He floated back a few steps, cried out, and then fled more quickly than he had come.

Wei Tianchong was stunned.
He looked at Tang Jie in the air and said in disbelief, “He ran? We won?”

The number one genius of the six major sects had been defeated by the combination of him and Tang Jie.
Even Wei Tianchong found it difficult to believe.

Tang Jie smiled and nodded.
“Yes… We won.”

He suddenly threw his head back, threw up a large mouthful of blood, and fell from the sky.

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