Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

"Rong Shu, is this... a breakthrough at the last minute?"

"Stupid! It's obvious that he has hidden his cultivation in advance!"

"hiss……"

Which cultivator’s hidden cultivation level was from the late Nascent Soul stage to the late Golden Core stage?

This is a whole new level!

If the minimum cultivation level required to qualify for the Heroes Conference was not at the Golden Core Stage, would this Rong be trying to pretend to be a Foundation Establishment Stage fool and play tricks on him? !

The thought of being Rong Shu's rival and having to be shown off by her hidden skills from time to time, this feeling... is so fucking painful.

On top of Liufang Tower.

Many senior masters and college mentors from Zhongzhou gathered together.

As the saying goes, everyone knows about the "glory" of the junior sister, but no one can replace the "helplessness" of the senior brother.

Immediately, someone smiled and patted Wu Hua on the shoulder: "Hahahaha Wu Hua, your little junior sister... is quite unique."

"You freaks and evildoers who came out of the Death Slaying Mountain, have you made pretending to be cool a compulsory course in your sect? You can't go out and travel unless you practice pretending to be cool to perfection?"

Wu Hua: ...

Don't ask him.

Junior Sister was just an accident.

Their killing on the mountain has always been aboveboard.

"..."

After a brief sensation, everyone focused on watching the fight on the field again.

As Rong Shu swung the two swords in his hands, a huge fire raged on the entire Tianfang stage, and a strong wind howled at the same time.

One is fire and the other is wind, two completely different forces, but under Rong Shu's control, they are intertwined and integrated with each other, complementing each other to form a more powerful and unmatched force of wind and fire.

This fused force of wind and fire swept out like a surging torrent, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire Tianfangtai, leaving no trace of gap.

Fire shot into the sky.

The wind howled.

It's dazzling.

shhhhh--

The dense afterimages of sword lights were like spring rain falling on the earth. The whole city was filled with wind and rain, and murderous intent was hidden everywhere.

The second form of the nameless sword technique——[A rain of knives all over the city]

Rong Shu's attack became more and more fierce, like layers of huge waves, one wave higher than the other, and each wave more rapid than the last.

Gradually, Si Chenbi's response began to seem a little hasty and awkward, and the fluttering corners of her skirt and clothes were torn into several pieces by the unexpected strong wind.

There were small knife wounds on her hands, feet, face... a trace of blood seeped out, staining the blue dress red.

Every corner of Tianfangtai is filled with the power of wind and fire. No matter where Si Chenbi hides, he will inevitably be attacked.

This is Rong Shu's second tactical plan——

Break all laws with one force.

She doesn't need to hide her thoughts.

Even if Si Chenbi could guess the direction, angle, and timing of the attack...she could calculate this overwhelming and intensive attack, but could she completely avoid it?

At this time, Si Chenbi, who was caught in the center of the sword energy storm, once again summoned the Nine-Pole Star Plate, injected a large amount of spiritual energy, activated the Nine-Pole Star Plate's golden light body protection effect, and blocked all the sword energy outside.

Si Chenbi breathed a sigh of relief.

But she soon discovered that something was wrong...

What about Rong Shu?

A creepy feeling passed through his heart, and Si Chenbi anxiously searched for Rong Shu's specific location and used the Si family's secret technique to try to calculate Rong Shu's position.

As the palpitations in her heart grew stronger, Si Chenbi slightly opened her red lips. Although no sound came out, she seemed to be muttering something.

Where... Where are the people...

found it!

Behind...

A ghostly knife light flashed out from behind Si Chenbi. The knife skills were erratic and confusing, making it impossible to understand the rules and trajectory.

Unlike the previous grand opening and closing with majestic momentum, it is quietly hidden in the undercurrent, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to detect.

And once it appears, it means that the murderous intention is exposed!

"do not move!"

A calm voice sounded.

When the raging sword energy storm completely dissipated, everyone saw clearly—

A deadly sword was placed across Si Chenbi's neck. The sharp and bright blade was pressed against the skin, leaving an extremely thin line of blood.

With just a little force, the blood line will quickly expand, completing the throat cutting and neck slitting!

Ho!

Seeing this scene, the result of this game that had gone through many twists and turns was already obvious.

Rong Shu defeated Si Chenbi with his single-handed strength and won the victory!

[What is the last knife?]

After being judged as the winner, Rong Shu put away her sword and prepared to leave when she received a strange and ethereal female voice. She was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Si Chenbi turned his head and stared at her, she realized that it was Si Chenbi's voice.

As expected, he was a ruthless person who practiced the art of silence. He didn't say a word during the entire competition, even if he was injured or lost.

Rong Shu explained openly: "That is the third knife - the sword in the sleeve!"

"It was taught by my mentor."

Si Chenbi nodded slightly.

[thanks]

[you're good]

Rong Shu: "You are also very strong. If there were no venue restrictions, I might not be able to win by taking advantage of this."

Rong Shu defeated Si Chenbi by relying on his ability to control the situation.

If there were no restrictions on the venue, Rong Shu really didn't want to fight with a slippery opponent like Si Chenbi, because it would be difficult to catch him and he would be easily broken in the defense.

[Maybe]

[I may have limitations, too.]

Si Chenbi replied with these two sentences and then left Tianfangtai with a calm look.

Rong Shu raised his eyebrows slightly: This girl... why does she seem a little naive?

Everyone would hide crucial things like the vital points of a move from others.

However, since Si Chenbi told her everything, it was obvious that she didn't care.

After coming down from Tianfangtai, Rong Shu immediately went to find his senior brother to share the joy of victory: "Senior brother! Top four! I won!"

Wu Hua smiled and raised his hand to touch the bun on Rong Shu's head: "Well done."

Duan Yuyan, who rushed over, said sarcastically: "Rongshu, you are not loyal! Brothers treat you as a sister, but you treat brothers as outsiders? You hid your cultivation and didn't even tell me!"

Rong Shu rolled his eyes and said, "Tell you? I'm afraid you'll sell this news within a day."

"Cough cough cough..."

Is Xiaoduanzi the kind of person who is easy to reflect on himself?

No!

So he immediately complained: "Brother Wuhua, Rong Shu is framing me! You should take care of her!"

"Lie!" Rong Shu made a face, pulled Wu Hua's sleeve, and said proudly: "My senior brother will definitely help me! You found the wrong person!"

Duan Yuyan’s defense was about to break, “Ahhhhh…”

Rong Shu raised his hand to interrupt Duan Yuyan's voice: "Little Duanzi, how was the other semi-final match?"

The other semi-final match was between Lu Zhuo from Lixin Academy and Feng Qianli, a freelance cultivator.

Although Lu Zhuo was only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, before he entered the Lixin Academy, he had practiced the long-lost swordsmanship in the Feijian Sect.

Thousands of swords flying.

It is a combination of sword control and sword formation.

It is rumored that Feijian Daojun, the founder of Feijian Sect, once controlled tens of thousands of swords and fought against tens of thousands of monks alone. He still achieved an overwhelming victory with ease and elegance, like a gentleman.

It was a sword technique that was both gorgeous and murderous.

Lu Zhuo is the only cultivator in Feijian Sect in thousands of years who can practice [Ten Thousand Swords Flying Flowers] to the point of controlling a thousand swords at the same time.

Simply controlling a thousand swords might be something that some cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage could do, but the most difficult aspect of [Ten Thousand Swords Flying Flowers] was to control the flying swords while forming an unpredictable sword formation, producing an effect of quantitative change to qualitative change.

With a thousand swords, coupled with the flying flower sword formation of [Ten Thousand Swords Flying Flowers], Lu Zhuo, with his cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage, is able to overwhelm many late Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and can even defeat a few moves against a cultivator in the early Spirit Transformation stage.

When it comes to serious matters, Duan Yuyan's playful expression disappears: "Lu Zhuo, you lose."

Rong Shu looked startled.

"Lost? How did you lose?"