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84: My Godly Father (15)

"Another strike."

"That youth won again."

A crowd gradually gathered around Arena Number Ninety-one.

No one dared to look down on this Body Tempering Realm youth anymore.

The wooden sword in his hand was clean and efficient, without any wasted movement.

The title of "Wooden Sword Youth" thus spread throughout the entire Cangyun Martial Arena... the Grand Competition was nearing its end.

On another arena, an intense battle had just concluded.

Lin Huanqing panted heavily, leaning on the spirit sword in her hand to barely keep herself from falling.

Her spiritual power was nearly exhausted, and her pretty face showed signs of fatigue.

Opposite her, a young man dressed in royal brocade robes lay pale and unconscious on the ground.

The referee announced loudly.

"Flowing Cloud Sect, Lin Huanqing, wins!"

Below the stage, the Disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect erupted in cheers.

"Junior Sister Lin won!"

"So strong! She even defeated the second-ranked Genius of the royal family!"

"Our Flowing Cloud Sect is going to become famous this time!"

Lin Huanqing walked off the stage with difficulty, and several fellow Disciples quickly surrounded her, offering Medicinal Pills and water.

"Junior Sister, are you alright?"

"That was too close. That guy's 'Earth Dragon Armor' was too tough. Fortunately, Junior Sister's 'Consonance Sword Finger' was superior."

The young man called Senior Brother Wang looked on with concern.

Lin Huanqing shook her head, swallowed a Medicinal Pill, and slowly recovered her spiritual power.

Her opponent was a well-known Genius of the royal family, with a cultivation base at the second level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, just like her.

The opponent's Cultivation Technique was powerful and he had many magic treasures; she had won this battle with great difficulty.

This was the gap in resources.

However, she had won in the end.

She felt a sense of relief in her heart.

As long as she won one more match, she would enter the top four.

For the Flowing Cloud Sect, this would be an unprecedented glory.

Just then, a Disciple nearby said excitedly, "Senior Sister Lin, have you heard? An eccentric has appeared in this Grand Competition..."

"Oh? Which family's Prodigy is it?"

Another person asked curiously.

"None of them!" the Disciple said with great excitement. "I don't know either, but everyone calls him the 'Wooden Sword Youth'!"

"Wooden Sword Youth?"

This title caused Lin Huanqing's heart to stir.

The image of the figure on the official road, who had used a stone to hit a bull demon and save a little girl, surfaced in her mind.

That youth who carried a wooden sword and had a calm expression.

"Could it be that Little Brother?"

She murmured to herself.

Senior Brother Wang, who was beside her, heard this and laughed. "Junior Sister, how could that be possible? That kid is just a Mortal Body, and his cultivation base is only at the Body Tempering Realm. In a Grand Competition like this, he wouldn't even pass the first round. He's likely a Genius from some Hidden Family who has a quirk for using a wooden sword as a weapon."

Lin Huanqing thought about it and felt that this made sense.

Mortal Body, Body Tempering Realm.

No matter what, it was impossible for him to have reached this stage in a Grand Competition where prodigies gathered.

She was overthinking... Quan Yun stood on the arena.

This was the strongest opponent he had encountered.

Chen Xiao, the eldest legitimate grandson of the Great General's Estate.

cultivation base, second level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

As long as he won this match, he would be only one step away from the top spot.

"You're that Wooden Sword Youth?"

Chen Xiao held a silver spear, his expression arrogant and his gaze scrutinizing.

"I've seen your sword; it's fast and very strange."

"But it ends here."

The referee announced the start of the match.

Chen Xiao's figure flashed and disappeared from his spot.

So fast!

Quan Yun was startled.

The speed of the Spirit Transformation Realm was a completely different concept from the Spirit Nurturing Realm.

He could only barely catch an afterimage.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp wind from the spear attacked him from the side.

Quan Yun subconsciously dodged and struck with his sword.

A thrust!

Invisible Sword Intent collided with the spear's wind.

Quan Yun felt a massive force transmit from the wooden sword; his hand went numb, and he was shaken back several steps.

Meanwhile, Chen Xiao's figure had already appeared on the other side.

He didn't give Quan Yun any room to breathe at all, his attacks were continuous and came from all directions.

Quan Yun could only rely on his hard-earned battle instincts to passively parry and evade.

He was fighting with great difficulty.

The Spirit Transformation Realm was a Cultivator's first watershed.

Cultivators at this Realm could already have spiritual power circulate within their bodies endlessly; their use of spiritual power was far beyond what those in the Spirit Nurturing Realm could compare to.

Although Quan Yun's Sword Intent was strong, driving it also required the consumption of mental and physical strength.

He was only in the Body Tempering Realm and lacked a large amount of spiritual power for support; every sword strike was a massive drain.

As time went on, his movements inevitably slowed down.

"Bang!"

Chen Xiao caught a flaw and struck Quan Yun's back with the shaft of his spear.

Quan Yun stumbled, almost falling to his knees, as a metallic, sweet taste rose in his throat.

A wave of exclamations came from below the stage.

"The Wooden Sword Youth is going to lose!"

"As expected, the Body Tempering Realm just isn't enough; when facing a true Spirit Transformation Realm Prodigy, he's completely suppressed."

Chen Xiao stopped his attack, his long spear pointing diagonally at the ground as he looked down at Quan Yun.

A mocking expression was on his face.

"Wooden Sword Youth, you're nothing more than this."

"Your sword is sharp and fast."

"But with your Body Tempering Realm cultivation, you can't even catch the figure of someone like me in the Spirit Transformation Realm."

"The game is over."

Killing intent flashed in Chen Xiao's eyes as he prepared to give Quan Yun the final blow.

Quan Yun propped himself up with his wooden sword and slowly stood straight.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up.

In those eyes, there was not a hint of frustration or fear; instead, they were filled with fighting spirit.

Body Tempering Realm isn't enough?

He shouted in his heart.

Then I shall break through!

As soon as he spoke, his Aura suddenly changed.

An invisible storm centered on him and swept out in all directions.

Countless invisible wisps of Spiritual Qi in the world were drawn by a domineering force and surged frantically into his body.

The air around him began to distort.

The wooden sword held in his hand emitted a slight hum, and countless profound strands of Sword Intent surrounded him.

The Spiritual Qi that had always rejected him was, at this moment, forcibly pulled and poured into his body by his pure-to-the-extreme Sword Intent!

"Boom!"

Inside Quan Yun's body, he felt something shatter.

A powerful Aura soared into the sky.

Qi Nurturing Realm, achieved!

The Bottleneck that had troubled him for several years was broken!

The mockery on Chen Xiao's face instantly turned to horror.

A Breakthrough during battle?

How is this possible!

He felt a fatal threat and no longer hesitated, pouring all his spiritual power into his long spear.

"Die!"

He gave a thunderous shout and turned into a silver stream of light, piercing straight toward Quan Yun's heart.

Quan Yun abruptly opened his eyes.

Chen Xiao's extremely fast movement now appeared slow and clear in his eyes.

He could clearly see the trajectory of the opponent's spear tip and even the ferocious expression on the other's face.

Without any wasted movement, he poured all the newly born spiritual power in his body into the wooden sword in his hand.

One strike.

A thrust!

PS: The true spirit will return soon, everyone please look forward to it! Thanks for the support!

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