Chapter 26: The Qin Version of the Dish

 

After eating the fragrant clam, the younger brothers and sisters quickly washed the plates.
They also cleaned up the remaining shells, cleaned themselves up, and waited for the next competition.

Su Yu was drinking tea slowly.
Finally, when she was about to go back to her small kitchen to think about cooking, there was movement in the arena.

A graceful figure, like a frightened rabbit, hurried over with a guqin in his arms

It's none other than one of the deputies she has high hopes for.

“Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother!”

Lu Yizhou looked flustered.
He stood on the ring, only to find out that everyone else was in the audience.
He hurriedly ran down and quickly walked to Su Yu.

He blamed himself angrily, “I'm late.”

“Why didn't you wake me up? On the way here, I heard that more than 50 peaks would challenge us.
How is it now?”

Lu Yizhou panicked.

Su Yu sighed.

In the back kitchen, the most important thing is to be neat and tidy.

Immediately she squeezed a dust-removing spell and patted him lightly.
“Calm down.
What's the panic? We are not eliminated.”

Lu Yizhou sighed in relief when he heard this.
When he found out that she was cleaning his robes, his heart seemed to be nourished by warm water.

“Thank you, Second Senior Sister.” His ears were a little red.

But soon, he smiled bitterly.
“Second Senior Sister, it's all my fault.
I almost missed such a major event since I entered the retreat.
Are we going to compete with Tiegang Peak today? I heard about them on the road.
Their strength is probably the second or third place amongst no-rank peaks.”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look around.
He was frowning as he looked around.
“Ji Tuo's double hammers are fierce, and he is in the middle of the Golden Core stage.
I'll keep an eye on him later.”

Disciples of Zhiqiong Peak didn't manage to say a word.
The onlookers who were close to them twitched in the corners of their brows.

'What fierce? Ji Tuo's inner demons were all came out.'

“Sixth Junior Brother, you can go against the second disciple of Tiegang Peak because of your strong swordsmanship.
I remember that he is at the peak of Foundation Establishment.
You have to be careful.” Lu Yizhou solemnly assigned, “Seventh Junior Sister…”

Yan Yan coughed lightly.

Hang Wan'er blinked.

Wei Zhao, in the wheelchair, hesitated.

However, Su Yu couldn't listen anymore.
She opened her encyclopedia of monsters again.
“Everyone has returned to their mountain.
You have to wait for next year.”

Lu Yizhou nodded, “I really can't relax next year…
Wait, next year?”

He was in a trance.

Just as he was about to ask again, a blade wind whistled towards them.

“Wei Zhao! You defeated Tiegang Peak, but my Yunwu Peak will not be like this.
Ask your junior brothers and sisters to come up.
We haven't played against each other for a year.
I will let you see how my sword is now!”

Lu Yizhou held his qin while losing his mind.
He only heard the first half of the sentence and looked at the person coming toward them.

He saw Yunwu Peak's chief disciple standing on the ring.
He is number one in sword classes, the tyrannical swordsman, Xu Meng.
His cultivation level is in the late Golden Core, but an ordinary Golden Core dares not fight him alone.

Because he practiced a heavy mountain sword art.
His swords could fall to the opponent one after another, and each slash is heavier than a mountain, making people unable to breathe.

But at this moment, Lu Yizhou didn't feel any fear when he saw him.

“Senior Brother Xu, did you say that we won?” Lu Yizhou asked earnestly.

Xu Meng: “…”

This brat wasn't listening to him at all.

“We actually won?” Lu Yizhou was surprised and looked back at Su Yu.

When he was not here, only three of his juniors were in the early stage of foundation building.
How did they do it?

But his anxiety and panic mood instantly warmed when he saw Su Yu.

He doesn't have to be afraid of anything with his second senior sister here.

“It's good that you wake up.
This should be our last battle.” Su Yu turned over a page of her encyclopedia.
“You haven't practiced for a long time.”

Lu Yizhou was immediately in awe.
He nodded while holding his qin.
“Yes, Second Senior Sister.”

But as soon as he responded, he was stunned.

'The last one?'

'Wasn't it said that there are more than fifty peaks that challenge us?'

'How late am I! Could it be that the Great Competition is already on the third day?'

'Now it's all over, and we've won it all?'

Lu Yizhou was in a trance when he looked at Hang Wan'er and Yan Yan again.
He was stunned.

'Sixth Brother and Seventh Sister have reached the middle stage of Foundation Building.
How long was I in retreat?'

“You want to use me to practice your qin?” Xu Meng in the ring snorted coldly, “Lu Yizhou, come on! I heard that your qin could rival a Golden Core for a while.
I want to see if you can really do it!”

Immediately he slashed the sword on his shoulder with a swing, and a deep ravine appeared on the arena ground.
Then he pointed directly at Lu Yizhou!

The onlookers retreated.

“Xu Meng honed his swordsmanship in the secret realm in his early stage of Golden Core.
For a whole month, he killed hundreds of third-grade monsters.
Now he is in the later stage of Golden Core and is even more terrifying.”

“Yunwu Peak is the number one peak in the Gradeless Rank.
They already had third-rank strength.
They have two golden cores, one in the middle stage and one in the later stage.
Their swordsmanship is so powerful that ordinary sword cultivators can't resist.”

But Lu Yizhou quickly looked at Hang Wan'er and the others with a sincere smile.
“Junior brother and sister, let's go with me.”

His sleeves floated up when he stepped onto the ring, bringing confidence to the four of them.

After they stood still, they saw that the other four disciples of Yunwu Peak also jumped onto the ring.

In addition to two sword cultivators from Yunwu Peak, there are also two other white robe sword cultivators, who are like twins and look very conspicuous.

There was an uproar.

“Aren't they Chen Shuxin's apprentice and junior brother? Those two swordsmen were disciples of Linran Peak.”

“Did they join Yunwu Peak? Yunwu Peak even found foreign aid!”

“Three months before the big competition, the disciples can transfer to any peak…
Xu Meng looks reckless, but he is actually meticulous.
He has made a lot of preparations! This game looks like it's going to be good!”

 

The faces of everyone in Zhiqiong Peak were solemn.

“Seventh Junior Sister, stand behind me.” Yu Dong couldn't help but turn his head.

Hang Wan'er's face was pale at this moment.
As soon as she saw a high-level male swordsman, her chest was uncontrollably stuffed and irritated.
Nausea has poured out to her whole body.

It has never eased over the years.

Even after she breaks through in her cultivation, she cannot ease her psychological restraint.

Even if she ate her second sister's sweet and sour Spring Plum elixir, it was useless.

“En.” Hang Wan'er bit her lip and nodded softly.

Xu Meng, in the ring, held his sword with a smile.
“I don't know if Ji Tuo said it, but I'll say it again.
Admit defeat in time.
Otherwise, my sword has no eyes!”

He waited too long for this day.

He will have no mercy.

When Xiao Muge and Zhiqiong Peak defeated him, he suffered for a long time.

“Zhiqiong Peak, please advise!”

The ruling elder took out a spirit fire, igniting the incense with purple smoke in the middle of the three-legged incense holder.

The five people from Yunwu Peak immediately rushed towards Zhiqiong Peak!

Wei Zhao clenched his fist nervously.
“This is the last one.”

“Third Senior Brother, can we win? Seventh Senior Sister's Five Immortal Ropes can only tie one Golden Core.”

The brothers and sisters are busy asking him.

Su Yu raised her eyebrows.

Almost an instant, the Five Immortal Ropes flew out from Hang Wan'er's waist on the ring.

But when the disciples of Zhiqiong Peak cheered, Xu Meng raised his sword arm, and a sharp light flew towards her with lightning speed.

Hang Wan'er exclaimed.
She was overturned by the sword wind and rolled off the ring.
She took a step backward and stopped with a pale face!

The Five Immortal Ropes she threw were only a moment away from Xu Meng.
However, it was caught by the palm of the Judgment Elder.

The elder squinted.
“Those who get off the ring immediately quit the fight.
Your magic weapon cannot be used anymore.”

Hang Wan'er was startled.

In an instant, her Five Immortal Ropes, which could bound a Golden Core and repeatedly bring them to win by surprise, were thrown back in front of her.

Everyone was stunned.

“The only way to win against Xu Meng is gone.”

“As expected of the mad swordsman, Xu Meng.
If you want to rely on magic weapons to trap him, it is difficult.”

“He didn't even give her time to react.
So a magic weapon can't be relied on in front of this difference in strength.”

In the ring, a four-to-five disadvantage was instantly formed.

Zhiqiong Peak only has three Foundation Building disciples and one Qi Refining disciple left.
On the other hand, Yunwu Peak has two Golden Core and three Foundation Buildings.

In an instant, Zhiqiong Peak's defeat was already evident.1

Hang Wan'er looked at the stage.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she was lost in thoughts.

 

Su Yu frowned and snapped her fingers in front of her eyes.
“Come back.”

Hang Wan'er trembled and turned her head.
“Second senior sister…” She looked at her senior and junior brothers in the ring, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

It's all her fault.
Why was she so careless?

She knows that the Golden Core is afraid of her…

But soon, a pair of strong but soft and warm hands pressed her on the seat.

Then, a jade teacup was pushed in front of her.

Hang Wan'er lowered her head and almost burst into tears.
“Second Senior Sister, it's all my fault…”

Su Yu picked up her teacup, “This is not your arena alone.”

Hang Wan'er was startled.

Su Yu raised her hand and pointed to the ring.
“Give them a chance.”

Hang Wan'er looked at the ring when she heard the words and saw Lu Yizhou standing up, holding his qin on his lap.

There was a loud, ancient sound for a moment, and the arena was filled with brown feathers falling like snow.

There was a sharp cry, accompanied by the sound of trampling demon hooves.

Facing Xu Meng's sword shadows that look like giant mountains, patches of brown feathers turned into giant golden-winged birds.
There are hundreds of them, with their wings stretching out to cover the sky and the sun.

“A tier one Garuda?! Is this a Hundreds of Birds Facing the Phoenix?”

A disciple in the audience exclaimed.

“Wait a minute.
It's not the Hundreds of Birds Facing the Phoenix.
Why does the Garuda seem to have something on their back?!”

For a moment, from the huge wings of Garuda, a sturdy iron-skin-like monster suddenly jumped down.
They fell to the ground on all fours, trampled on the mountains of swords, and shattered them in an instant!

'What's the trick?'

'There are beasts on the birds.'

'Beast on birds?'

Everyone was shocked.

But Hang Wan'er's eyes were bright, and she swept away her depression.
“It's the Hoof Flower elixir! Fourth Brother has incorporated it to his qin!” She took the elixir for him to try!

Su Yu nodded.

But before she could speak, a scream burst out from Xu Meng's mouth.
He slashed toward Lu Yizhou with all his strength.
“Too weak, you are still too weak!”

The enemy is formidable, and Lu Yizhou could barely go against him.
In fact, his cultivation base is not invincible, and his physical body is fragile.

And at this moment, he was urging the qin with all his heart.
He didn't have the heart to resist.

“Fourth Senior Brother!” Hang Wan'er's face changed greatly.

However, Lu Yizhou not only did not retreat but clang his qin louder and clearer.

Several monsters, garudas, chickens, ducks, and birds flew past the arena.

Each one of them moved like a formation, neatly in lines.

Soon, hundreds of spirit pigeons in the last row swooped forward and burrowed themselves into the body of the hundred spirit ducks in front of them.
The spirit ducks doubled in size and got into the chickens in front of them.
Hundreds of spirit chickens soared twice in size, and then they rushed into the body of the first-grade Garudas, who were screaming in front of them!

The golden-winged birds tripled in size in an instant, but it didn't stop.
They spread their wings and hummed.
Then they swooped into the body of the tall monster at the front line.

The demon hooves became like nesting dolls.
It trapped countless golden-winged birds, and they suddenly rose from the ground.
Their momentum was doubled, and their bodies were taller.
They were instantly as majestic as mountains!

Looking at it, it is almost as majestic as Xu Meng's Mountain of Thousands of Swords.

The four disciples behind Xu Meng all stiffened and fell on their backs.

“!”

“What, what kind of weird trick is this?!”

There was an uproar.

The corner of Su Yu's mouth twitched under the ring.
She reached out to hold her forehead.

'This…
looks familiar.'