Chapter Seventeen: The Dragon Stick

  Shen Cong's gaze was as if he didn't see the knife tip that was about to pierce his heart, and the dragon-shaped dagger in his hand continued to chop down, as if it wouldn't stop until it chopped Zhang Ku. Shen Cong's performance made Zhang Ku both surprised and delighted, delighted that he would surely win, but surprised at why Shen Cong wanted to do this, thus helping him succeed.

  "Pffft!"

  There was no surge of hot blood, only a layer of protective true energy blocking the tip of his knife. Zhang Ku's mind went blank, and before he could make any other changes, a chill ran from the top of his head all the way down, followed by darkness in front of his eyes.

  The light spot disappeared into Shen Cong's body, and Shen Cong let out a long sigh as he entered the next channel. Meanwhile, Zhang Ku, who had been standing still, suddenly burst into two pieces, with blood mist spreading through the air.

  Through the water mirror, several elders saw Shen Cong killing Zhang Ku. When Zhang Ku was split in two, Luo Qianyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything. After all, it was someone else who had the intention to kill first, and if you still wanted to spar at this time, then you would really be foolish, and your death wouldn't be pitied.

  The power of Shen Cong's knife was negligible to them, and the reason they noticed this scene was only because of the protective true energy that appeared on Shen Cong's body. Only a fourth-level martial artist can have protective true energy outside their body, but Shen Cong's cultivation was clearly not at the fourth level, so it could only be explained that Shen Cong had cultivated the Nurturing Life Scripture to perfection.

  The function of the Nourishing Life Classic was very clear to everyone present. The effects of cultivating each stage were also well understood, but when the True Qi of Body Protection appeared, they couldn't quite understand it. According to the information, Shen Cong had started cultivating the Nourishing Life Classic only half a year ago, and in just a few short months, he had directly cultivated to the perfect realm?

  The Nourishing Life Classic values steadiness, but also falls short in steadiness. Otherwise, the Protective Body True Qi that appears at the fifth level is an extremely powerful ability. However, because cultivation is too slow, many people give up on it. But now this seems to be somewhat inapplicable to Shen Cong's body.

  "It seems that this young master's natural talent is not as ordinary as we thought." Zhou Bin said with a smile, looking at Shen Cong in the water mirror, his eyes seemed to be different.

  "Can't be so rash in judgment, after all, when he first started, his innate talent was measured, maybe he just happened to be suitable for the Nourishing Life Scripture's path, that's why he could cultivate so quickly."

  "It's even more suitable, and I'm afraid it can't be done so quickly!" In just half a year, he has cultivated a set of mental techniques to the point of perfection. Even if it's only a mid-level technique in terms of moral character, this still belongs to the category of freakish talent. If the Luoshui Sect really produced a freak, that would truly be a cause for celebration throughout the sect.

  However, because they knew the severity of the matter, everyone calmed down instead. In fact, what the final result was like, as long as Shen Chen came out and personally tested his potential, it would be clear.

  Shen Cong continued to move forward in the passage, sweeping aside a few more opponents before suddenly stopping in one of the passages. It wasn't that Shen Cong wanted to stop, but he had no choice. The place where people should have been was now empty and desolate. Moreover, the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy was also somewhat abnormal. Although Shen Cong's innate talent was ordinary, having cultivated to the second-stage combined force realm, he still had some sensitivity towards spiritual energy.

  Now, it's clear that there is a cultivator hiding in the shadows, planning to have a showdown with Shen Cong. The path of cultivation for a cultivator and a warrior are vastly different, with no distinction between high or low, noble or humble. The key lies in one's grasp of their own power. Whoever can better utilize their strength will naturally be the stronger one.

  Among the outer disciples, there are not many cultivators. After all, to cultivate techniques, one still needs innate talent. Now, among those who can make it here, the number is even smaller. In Shen Cong's estimation, only a handful have such strength, and among them, Meng Ran ranks first.

  However, it's clear that the person here right now isn't Meng Ran, as the style doesn't match. Shen Cong searched his mind for a while but couldn't find a matching person. This means that their current enemy had also hidden their strength back then and planned to make a stunning debut in this big competition.

  Thinking more is useless, and Shen Cong doesn't plan to wait any longer. The longer the time drags on, the easier it will be for the opponent to prepare various techniques and formations, and by then, Shen Cong will become even more passive.

  As he walked forward, just as he reached the middle of the passageway, a formation was suddenly activated. A blinding flash of light exploded in front of Shen Cong's eyes, the light had no harmful effects, but it could cause people to lose their sight for an instant, the time was extremely short, but it was already enough for a qualified cultivator to make his next move.

  Eyes can't see, only hear the sound of breaking through the air, no need to look at Shen Cong, I know this is Bing Ling's attack. Bing Ling's speed is not fast, but the attack is not weak, and it also has the ability to slow down the enemy's speed. If you want to dodge, Shen Cong can do it perfectly, and his opponent knows that Shen Cong can do it too. Since he understands that Shen Cong can do it, yet still uses this technique, then he must be trying to get Shen Cong to take a step forward.

  The opponent wants you to do something, but you don't do it. Although it's not necessarily the best, it won't be the worst either. The dragon bird knife rotated in mid-air, its wide blade surface directly blocking Shen Cong's front, and the ice ling collided with a dull thud, the force was completely negligible, only adding a few degrees of coldness to the surrounding air.

  Shen Cong opened his eyes, and the two flying knives in his hand suddenly broke through the air, exploding the fireball that was attacking from a distance. Shen Cong's body then shot towards another location, with the Dragon Bird Knife already raised high, its heavy aura spreading all around, as if it would suppress everything below.

  Lin Yuxi's heart was greatly shocked, hiding below. Earlier, when she saw Shen Cong facing her magic with a calm expression, she already knew it wasn't good. But just as she thought of making another move, Shen Cong had already broken through several of her magic spells in succession, and now he was right in front of her. The air around them seemed to have completely solidified, wanting to hide but finding nowhere to hide, and even no strength to hide. The sharp blade chopped down frantically, as if it could cut off all things.

  "Boom!"

  Under the knife, there was no one left, only a huge boulder was completely split open. Lin Yuxi's pale face appeared not far away, the transfer talisman paper bought with heavy gold, thought it would be redundant, but didn't expect to use it after all.

  "I give up." Seeing Shen Cong turn his head, Lin Yuxi struggled for a while before choosing to admit defeat. It wasn't that he didn't have the strength to fight back, but Shen Cong's performance made Lin Yuxi lose the desire to compete, and even if he wasn't careful, he might end up losing his own life. The person in front of him didn't look like someone who would show mercy or quarter.

  It's better to admit defeat and avoid injury, after all, the quota for inner disciples is still available, it's just a pity about those rewards. Thinking of this, Lin Yuxi couldn't help but glance at Shen Cong with some resentment. And Lin Yuxi's appearance made people want to go up and pamper her.

  "Alright!" First act, then speak. Beautiful woman Shen Cong executed this principle very well, taking the spotlight from Lin Yuxi's body and entering another channel, leaving behind a somewhat resentful Lin Yuxi.

  Fierce and overbearing, even more so when fighting. Lin Yuxi knew Shen Cong, after all, the recent rumors of "having a lot of money and being foolish" were very popular among the outer sect disciples, and most people knew that there was such a person as Shen Cong. Previously hiding and seeing Shen Cong appear, Lin Yuxi was greatly surprised, but now that they had actually fought, he realized that rumors could be deadly...

  Shen Cong, who has won another game, is now close to the final stage. There may be one or two more people left, but as long as he wins, Shen Cong will take first place and obtain that crucial Pangu Pearl.

  "It's you!"

  As soon as he entered the channel, a gaze was cast on Shen Cong's body. Sun Lin looked at Shen Cong with some incredulity, and then a smile slowly appeared on his face, "I said why you dared to offend me like that, it turns out that you have gained some strength in your hands."

  "Brother Sun has always been the one you actively ran to," Shen Cong said with a smile, holding the Longque knife.

  Looking at the scene in the water mirror, the faces of the various elders in the hall showed some differences. The two strongest people inside the inner gate met, but judging from their previous performance, Sun Lin's chances of winning were slightly higher, after all, Shen had only entered the door for a short time and was not favored by the other elders, except for Luo Qianyun who looked at him with different eyes.

  "What a pity, the strength is not bad, but the luck is not good." Mo Han suddenly said with a smile, and as the words fell, Shuijing in Sun Lin actually took out a long stick from his pocket and swept it horizontally towards Shen Cong.

  The long stick hadn't hit Shen Cong yet, but the heavy pressure had already fallen on him. The speed of wielding the Dragon and Sparrow Knife couldn't help but slow down a bit, and before he could even use a fraction of his strength, he was struck by the long stick.

  Shen Cong's body shook violently, and a thick power surged through the long stick, directly transmitting to Shen Cong's body. Almost in an instant, Shen Cong couldn't withstand it and was smashed deeply into the wall of the passageway, with a streak of fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

  "Qiankun bag, fourth-grade lower-grade Panlong stick. It turns out that Master Mo had already taken notice of this disciple. No wonder he praised him so much." In front of the water mirror, several elders looked at Mo Han with a strange expression, and the appearance of the Panlong stick was too familiar to them.

  "For a promising disciple, it's only natural to cultivate them well." Mo Han smiled as if he didn't think so, and the few people around him couldn't help but shake their heads. Mo Han knew that this time, the first place in the outer door competition was Bai Shi Zhu, which is why he would make such a move. Otherwise, Sun Lin had some talent, but it wasn't worth it.

  "In the passage, Sun Lin looked at Shen Cong with pride, 'Do you remember what I said in the passage before? This time I will definitely kill you. Since I said it, then I will definitely do it. So, just obediently accept your death!'"

  Wiping away the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth, Shen Cong looked at Sun Lin with a somewhat solemn expression. Given the current state of his body's transformation and his cultivation of true energy, even if Shen Cong hadn't used his full strength, he absolutely shouldn't have been sent flying so easily by Sun Lin's single strike. This completely defied logic, unless Sun Lin's actual cultivation was an entire level higher than Shen Cong's.

  However, the aura that Sun Lin is currently displaying is only at the second stage of combined force. In that case, the only thing that can be unusual is that long staff. Even the Qiankun bag has appeared, and the long staff was hidden in the Qiankun bag before, so its power can be imagined.

  The heavy dust settled, and when the long rod came over earlier, it seemed to be not a single weapon, but a small mountain. To have such power, it must be a treasured instrument without a doubt. If it were a fifth-grade treasure, Shen Cong would have been seriously injured from that one blow earlier. Since he's fine now, it can only be a fourth-grade treasure. As for third-grade treasures, they're only slightly stronger than ordinary instruments and couldn't possibly have had such an effect as earlier.

  "You cut it yourself, or shall I help you!" Step by step, Sun Lin walked towards Shen Cong, wanting to give the opponent the greatest pressure. On the surface, Sun Lin was proud and disdainful, but he was absolutely not a fool. Those who could come to this position today would absolutely not be mediocre, and just now when Shen Cong hit him with one move, it was only a light injury that showed this child was extraordinary.

  First place Sun Lin is a must, so dealing with Shen Cong, it's only natural to settle old and new scores together. Now that Panlong Pole is in hand, even if Shen Cong has some strength, he will eventually find it hard to escape death.

  Rush to the top! Rush to the top!