Chapter 247 Who Loses?

A powerful surge of spiritual energy spread out like a tide, causing cultivators below the Golden Core stage to stagger backward several steps, blood trickling from their lips.

The expressions of the sect leaders and elders on the high platform changed slightly, and they hurriedly raised their hands to set up a barrier to cover the arena.

The sect leader of the Li Huo Sect watched this scene with a dark and unfathomable look in his eyes. He glanced at the person next to him almost imperceptibly, but Lu Zhengming did not seem to notice anything unusual. Instead, he calmly drank the tea that he had just handed him.

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Li Huo Sect Master. So this was where he was waiting.

However, Qin'er's abilities are not limited to this, so it's still uncertain who will win or lose!

On the arena.

Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, concealing the emotions within them. Her hands moved faster and faster as she played the zither. In no time, the aura emanating from the three thousand icy swords that had transformed from water mist in the air grew increasingly fierce.

In the blink of an eye, as the two sword energies collided, the countless sword energies that were attacking her weakened instantly, as if they were about to dissipate into the air in the next second.

Upon seeing this, Ke Qin's expression turned serious; it seemed he had truly met his match.

He quickly thought for a moment, and since he had figured out his opponent's strength, he immediately stopped fighting.

He leaped forward and swiftly grasped the hilt of the crimson heavy sword that was hovering in the air. He circulated his internal energy, channeling all his spiritual power into his right hand, and with a forceful pull, the sharp blade was instantly drawn from its sheath.

With a crack, fine cracks appeared in the barrier surrounding the arena, and scorching fire elemental energy seeped out from the cracks, causing the disciples watching the competition to change their expressions drastically and retreat in an instant.

Even so, their backs were soaked with sweat under the intense heat.

Even the sect leaders and elders on the high platform vaguely sensed the danger.

The Fire Spirit Body truly lives up to its reputation!

Ke Qin held a heavy sword that gleamed with crimson flames and was covered with dense runes. With a sudden turn of the sword tip, it slashed through the sky and rushed towards Lu Fuyue with an unstoppable and terrifying aura.

This sword strike consumed most of his spiritual power, enough to kill any cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage.

The three divine flames within Lu Fuyue's body sensed the intense fire spiritual energy around them and suddenly became restless, as if they were about to rush out and devour it in the next second.

Her eyes darkened, and she forcefully suppressed the agitation of the divine fire. She reversed the sound of the zither, and the moment the sound rang out, it was as if there was danger lurking on the battlefield. Every melody touched the heart.

The people present unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat, their hearts pounding, fearing that the music might turn into a deadly melody if they weren't careful.

No one present expected that the seemingly gentle and weak female cultivator could play such a powerful yet deadly melody.

The moment the zither music began, just as the heavy sword covered in crimson flames was about to strike Lu Fuyue's heart, the crimson flames suddenly retreated as if they had encountered something terrifying, quickly extinguishing and disappearing into the air.

At the same time, cracks suddenly appeared on the tip of the heavy sword in Ke Qin's hand. The huge resistance caused the sword to stop in mid-air. His expression changed and his pupils shrank. How could this be?

Before Ke Qin could react, the melody of the zither suddenly changed, and lifelike water dragons suddenly appeared in the sky above the arena.

The moment the ancient dragon unleashed its aura, even the sect leaders of the three major sects on the high platform couldn't help but tremble. Their expressions instantly hardened, and they all stood up from their seats, their eyes fixed on the dragon swimming back and forth in the clouds.

The air fell completely silent. Everyone instinctively widened their eyes and held their breath.

Even Ke Qin was stunned, momentarily dazed.

Each scale on these dragons is so lifelike, as if they came to life, especially their deep, majestic, and unapproachable eyes, which send chills down your spine.

Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, her expression still indifferent, and continued playing the zither. But the music changed again. A dragon roared and raised its head, its huge body coiling as it charged straight at Ke Qin, spitting out a terrifying jet of water. Instantly, the crimson heavy sword crashed to the ground with a clang, breaking into several pieces.

Ke Qin saw the enormous body of the dragon reflected in his eyes. His pupils suddenly contracted as he tried to dodge, but his body was immobilized by the dragon's oppressive aura and he could only watch helplessly as the dragons pierced through his body.

Everyone's eyes widened, and gasps of surprise rang out. "He...he didn't dodge..."

On the high platform, the sect leader of the Li Huo Sect, his eyes blazing with fury at the sight, could no longer contain himself and stood up abruptly, shouting, "Qin'er!"

This disciple is his most prized one, and he absolutely cannot afford to lose him here!

The other elders also looked over, and couldn't help but be surprised. This cultivation competition was truly extraordinary. Such a young and powerful sound cultivator had appeared, and it had even alarmed the sect master of the Li Huo Sect.

Just as the sect leader of the Li Huo Sect was about to make a move, Lu Zhengming, the abbot of Wanfo Temple, stood up and quickly stopped him, saying, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Those water dragons don't have any killing intent."

Upon hearing this, the sect leader of the Li Huo Sect finally realized what was happening. After a careful look, he confirmed that his disciple's aura was still intact and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness...

On the arena.

Lu Fuyue slowed down her movements, and the music softened. The figures of the water dragons gradually disappeared into the clouds.

Ke Qin was covered in blood, his hair and clothes were in disarray. Suddenly, a surge of blood and qi surged within him, and he could no longer control himself. With a thud, he knelt straight down on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

He lost, lost so utterly…

A burst of applause and screams erupted from the audience. "Senior sister, you won! Senior sister, you won!"

Jiang Li stood in the crowd below the stage, cheering and shouting excitedly. Yan Wei, who was next to her, was also infected by this scene and subconsciously shouted loudly with Jiang Li.

"Senior sister, senior sister, senior sister!"

...

With them starting, the other disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, as well as everyone present, began to shout.

"Fairy Lu, Fairy Lu..."

This is a genius from their Tianxuan Sect!

On the high platform, Elder Jianqing nodded in satisfaction as he watched this scene, then stepped forward and announced, "In the second round of the cultivation competition, Lu Fuyue, a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, will face Ke Qin, a disciple of the Lihuo Sect. Lu Fuyue of the Tianxuan Sect wins!"

Upon hearing this, the shouts from the disciples below the stage grew even louder.

On the arena.

After the competition ended, Lu Fuyue put away the Weak Water Zither and turned to leave without hesitation.

After a long while, Ke Qin slowly stood up from the ground, looked up at her departing figure, stood quietly in place for a moment, then bent down to pick up the broken sword that had been shattered into several pieces, clutched his chest, and turned away with difficulty.

Large patches of blood on the stage slowly soaked the ground.