Chapter 46: Lava Strike, Water Curtain Heaven Painting

  As expected by Xu Sun, Qi Hong suppressed Yang Lianting and fought for half a day, but the opponent did not show any signs of defeat, which made him involuntarily frustrated.

  Although he suppressed Yang Lianting on the surface, he knew his own bitter situation, and his magical power was gradually weakening, unable to maintain this swift and fierce offensive.

  With a low growl, the scattered Fire Xuan's power quickly contracted. Qi Hong drew two semicircles with his hands and shouted: "Take another move from me, Magma Frenzy Strike!" He clenched his fists and slammed them to the ground.

  "Earth Stage Upper Rank Mystical Art, Lava Strike!" Xu Yang's spirit shook, coming to this era, it was still his first time seeing an Earth Stage Mystical Art.

  Only a fiery snake was seen moving swiftly and stealthily along the ground, its target being Yang Lianting.

  Xu Yang knew that this fiery line was only a manifestation, and the true destructive power of the volcanic eruption came from underground.

  Yang Lianting's face was solemn, this fiery line could not be avoided at all, he had already been locked by Qi Hong's mind, and there was only a hard collision!

  "With this move, I've won!" Yang Lianting's pale face suddenly turned ferocious, and a large amount of blue mysterious energy surged out from his body, transforming into a sky-reaching blue wave, "Water Curtain Heaven Splendor!"

  A hazy round blue water curtain envelops the Yanglian Pavilion, with gentle ripples undulating on the surface of the water.

  "Boom!" The fire line crawled to the foot of Yang Lianting, a loud noise burst from under Yang Lianting's feet, a dark red magma erupted from underground, spraying all the way up to ten zhang high before slowly dissipating.

  Whether it's a wave or magma, it's all transformed by the mysterious power of water and fire. In the end, it's a contest to see who has deeper cultivation of their mysterious power.

  The lava explosion brought up a huge amount of smoke and dust, completely blocking Yang Lianting's view on the stage.

  "Who will win?" Even Li Wang was shocked by this mysterious move and subconsciously said.

  The battle between the Xuan Masters is a hundred times more brilliant than the battles of the Xuan Shi level. Not to mention the powerful Xuan techniques, just the Xuan Masters' casual use of Xuan energy to shape-shift into various forms, such as ferocious beasts, eagles, snakes, poisonous insects, and all sorts of strange creatures, is already much more exciting than the battles between Xuan Shi.

  "As long as Yang Lianting can take this move, he will win." Xu Yang saw the pale face of Qi Hong on one side of the arena and made a decisive judgment.

  The smoke and dust dispersed, in the middle of the arena, Yang Lianting, wearing a blue scholar's robe, coughed and straightened his waist.

  Yang Lianting looked a bit haggard, but her face was filled with a triumphant smile as she said word by word: "I... won."

  "What, how can you take this move!" Qi Hong's face suddenly became ferocious, "Impossible! You can't win!" He exerted force from the soles of his feet and shot towards Yang Lianting, wanting to get close for a fierce battle.

  At the time of exhaustion of Xuanli, even a powerful Xuan Master can only fight with one punch and one kick.

  Yang Lian-ting's mouth curled up in mockery: "I've been defending all along, just waiting for your Xuanli to run out. You're still too tender, Qi Shao-men Zhu."

  Yang Lianting's right palm suddenly slapped out, and the extreme mysterious power transformed into a surging wave, heavily hitting Qi Hong's fist. Immediately afterwards, his left palm continued to slap out, another wave, closely following the momentum of the first heavy wave.

  The second palm wrapped around the double mysterious power, instantly dispersing Qi Hong's momentum. The third palm followed, carrying the power of the previous two palms, and struck Qi Hong's chest with a swift and fierce force.

  "Changmen San Die Lang." Xǔ Yáng recognized this move, a lower-grade Xuan technique that stacked force upon force, a mysterious skill suitable for the gentle and calm Water Extreme Xuan cultivator.

  "Hong Er!" On the north side of the arena, Qi Lian Cheng was like a wounded beast, roaring as he leaped onto the stage and violently hugged Qi Hong's body that had been knocked flying.

  "Father...... Cough, I haven't lost yet, I..." Qi Hong coughed up blood foam.

  A figure in a blue robe, Lei Feng, floated over and said calmly: "Qi Hong didn't admit defeat originally and can still fight again. However, Master Qi, you personally went on stage, which has already violated the rules, so for this round, you should be declared the loser."

  "Fight again, fight your ass!" Qi Lian Cheng rarely burst out a foul language, handing Qi Hong over to the Qi Men crowd who followed up in a hurry. Staring with blood-red eyes and panting heavily, he roared, "Come on, third round! Fire Cloud Sect's turtle grandson, get on stage for a life-and-death duel!"

  The majestic momentum of the Xuan Shi peak burst forth, and the air around Qilian City seemed to be burning with a trend. Flames spread in circles on the ground, one after another. The area within ten zhangs around Qilian City was like a scorching purgatory that was hard to bear.

  "This is... momentum," Xu Yang sighed, "This Qi Lian City has already stepped half a foot into the Xuan Zong realm. As long as he clears his mind and sees his nature, cultivates the great momentum that belongs to him, he can truly advance to the Xuan Zong realm and become a master of a region."

  "You can't see it, but you understand a lot," Lí Wàng said with a smack of his lips. "I've also heard my father mention the key to advancing to the Xuanzong stage. Unfortunately, this step of clarifying one's mind and revealing one's nature has held back countless Xuan practitioners. Qi Lao, the gate master, has been stuck for over a decade, with one foot hesitating to take the next step, unsure if there's still hope in this lifetime."

  On the south side of the arena, Yang Muyun from Huoyun Daochang had a shocked expression on his face. He knew that Qilian City was powerful, but he hadn't expected that this old man would be so terrifying when he unleashed his might.

  "Fortunately, my brother's clever strategy allowed us to win two games in a row and not have to face that old man again, haha!" Yang Mu Yun patted the shoulder of Yang Lian Ting, who had just come off the court, and said with delight.

  Li Feng walked over and cupped his hands, saying: "Master Yang, the third round of betting is about to begin. I don't know if you're ready or not?"

  Yang Muyun burst out laughing: "Captain Li, I'm not a fool. It's clear we've already won. What's the point of the third round? Isn't this just sending our brothers to get beaten up and let Qi Lao out his anger? Please inform them that Fire Cloud Sect will directly admit defeat in the third round!"

  As soon as these words came out, they immediately made a burly mystic who was waiting aside let out a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Master."

  Yang Muyun burst out laughing: "Alright, Biaozi, you don't have to be tense either. You should thank Lianting instead. If he hadn't come up with a clever plan and defeated Qi Hong, you would really have had to go on stage and fight to the death for me."

  "In the third round, Huoyun Daochang announced his defeat, and Qimen won. Li Feng nodded to the side, striking a gong, and shouted loudly: 'In this gamble, Huoyun Daochang has two wins and one loss, while Qimen Daochang has one win and two losses. I declare that Huoyun Daochang is the ultimate winner!'"

  As soon as the words fell to the ground, Qi Hong, who had been struggling to support himself, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted amidst the crowd's cries of "Young Master".

  Qilian Cheng's face was filled with anger, according to the bet, he not only had to hand over all the cultivation routes but also close down the Daoist temple and leave Lin Yuan City! He couldn't deny it at all, the witness was the master of Lin Yuan City, if he dared to deny it, the master of Lin Yuan City would definitely not hesitate to send someone to destroy Qimen Daoist temple to maintain his own dignity!

  Qianlian City's legs were as heavy as a thousand jun, and with a loud thud, he knelt down on the ground, looking up at the sky: "Ancestors above, Qianlian is unfilial, cannot keep the family business intact, deserves to die ten thousand times..."

  Several loyal subordinates of the Qi Gate dojo rushed up and pulled Qi Lian Cheng back, advising him while holding him back into the City South Dojo.

  The onlookers dispersed one after another, and this astonishing gamble came to an end.

  Xu Yang patted Xu Yu's head: "The excitement is over, we should also go back." He bid farewell to Li Wang.

  "Are they your sisters? They're really cute," said Li Wang with a smile, rubbing his fingers and taking out two transparent jade stones the size of fingernails, handing them to Xu Yu's two daughters. "These two small diamonds are worthless, give them to your sisters as a gift for meeting."

  Xu Yang calmly said: "I dare not accept the generous gift of Young Master. Please rest assured, Young Master, I will definitely fulfill what I have promised."