C12 Longitudinal Youth

Chapter XII Young and Elderly

On the second day, the sun was blazing, the earth was scorching, and the power of the sun was still there.

At such a time of the year, in such a season, people's hearts were restless in the sultry weather, and their restless emotions brought the upcoming second round of the Martial Arts Competition to a climax.

As for the seven people in the second formation, there didn't seem to be that much of a disparity in strength. Li Zongyin was a rising star with extraordinary powers. However, the seven people in the second array were evenly matched, Nangong Ming from the Shocking Cloud Altar and Lin Yichuan from the Divine Wind Altar were eye-catching. After all, the two of them came from the powerful Shocking Cloud Altar and Divine Wind Altar.

For hundreds of years, the Beastslayer Martial Meeting had been a gathering of experts from the twelve pots on the surface. However, it was a competition of strength from each jar. The powerful altars, such as Ottawa, Shenheng, and Jing Yun, were naturally a level higher than those of Shang Shen, Bai Yu and Dongshi.

In the second formation, besides Lin Yichuan and Nangong Ming, Yu Duanzhi and Lang Gong Yuan were not to be underestimated either. Everyone was amazed by his talent and talent, but he had only been accepted into Tai Hua Altar for six years. Being able to stand out in such a short period of time, he must be extraordinary.

The blazing sun was still there. The lush weeds on the mountain seemed to droop lifelessly, like the waists of those people who were infatuated with the young girl from Taixuan.

The square was already crowded with people. The time for the second round of the Martial Meeting had arrived.

The Fifth Hidden Spirit looked at the bustling crowd. Amidst the bustling and noisy crowd, he seemed extremely lonely and helpless. He thought back to the short time when Shen's family lived in Taixuan six years ago. Back then, they were happy, carefree, and fearless.

Time truly was incomparably mysterious. After six years, everyone had grown up and turned into a well-defined youngster with elegant long hair. Their cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. As the number one sect in the mortal world, Taixuan, they were naturally given more responsibilities.

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Yuyan walked up from behind and patted the fifth hidden spirit's shoulder, pulling him back to reality.

"Ah, it's nothing. I was just thinking that senior brother Yu and senior brother Lang will definitely win today …" The fifth recluse laughed.

The corners of Zhao Yu's eyes flew up as he smiled, "Of course, as long as I can defeat that Shen Jingyang!"

"Wow, the way Taixuan's disciples talk is really too much. They aren't even sparring yet and they're already cursing others to lose." Shen Jingyang had already walked over and laughed loudly.

The fifth Hidden Spirit's eyes lit up, hurriedly welcoming him, "Shooting Sun, we meet again. How are your preparations?"

Shen Jingyang stared at Zhao Yu and said with a coy smile, "I'm not really prepared. After all, I'm going to lose to you, aren't I, Zhao Yuyi?"

Zhao Yu turned around and glared at him, saying, "It's good that you know it. It's been a few years since we last met, and you're still acting this way." With that, he left, leaving the two of them staring at each other blankly.

With a face full of smiles, Shen Jingyang said, "Hidden Spirit, how about it? It's your turn to go up on stage tomorrow."

The fifth concealed spirit said, "It's already this time, but you still have the mind to worry about me. It's almost your turn."

Shen Jingyang said, "Ai, what's the point in worrying about it? I have my own reasons. At worst, if I can't win, I'll just run away."

The fifth recluse blinked, "I heard that the water qilin might have even more ferocious moves today. You'd better be careful!"

Shen Jingyang laughed, "Oh, haha. I really want to experience just how powerful that Aquatic Qilin is."

At this time, the bell on the martial stage rang out once more. It was time for the Martial Meeting.

Shen Jingyang lightly punched the fifth hidden spirit and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be fine." Saying that, he turned around and quickly walked towards the face of the abyss.

A breeze blew over, bringing with it a slight chill, causing the fifth Hidden Spirit to shiver. His heart tightened, and his steps followed the flow of people as they rushed to the edge of the abyss.

The seven of them leapt onto the surface of the abyss. Ripples rose up on the surface of the lake as thick waves surged. The splashing waves struck against the sleeves of the seven people, causing their expressions to turn serious, as if they were waiting for this battle of life and death.

Suddenly, the sound of water splashing could be heard. The powerful Aquatic Qilin appeared in front of everyone. Its four claws were extremely fierce and were filled with killing intent.

Nangong Ming had already materialized his sharp sword at the very front. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see that it was actually the seven foot long sword from the Shocking Cloud Altar. It could also be considered as a treasure guarding the Altar of Shocking Cloud.

Under Nangong Ming's lead, the six men behind him also drew their treasured swords.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" The crowd was unceasing exclamations of surprise. These precious swords, which normally resided in their altars, were suddenly created just like that. Only Lu Lun, Yu Duyan, and Lang Gongyuan had ordinary swords. It was the xuan iron sword that everyone in the Tai Xuan Capital's inner sect had.

With a "dang" sound, the Water Qilin's dragon whisker quickly flew over, like a steel whip, it struck the seven foot long sword in Nangong Ming's hand.

As the muffled sound faded away, the Dragon Tooth's power instantly bent the body of the sword. Nangong Ming had already flown out and landed at the side of the square, his hand touching his chest in pain.

"Why is the strength of this Water Qilin so great today? It seems like these six will have to suffer!" A red clothed disciple from the Chinese Melody Arena said in astonishment.

"Hmm, I heard that this Aquatic Qilin's cultivation is getting more and more powerful the more it fights. Today, it is clearly much more powerful than yesterday." Another disciple of the Upper Altar Disciple took over the conversation.

With another ear-piercing collision sound, Lin Yichuan and Loulan Slash's swords had already met the water qilin's claws. The collision of these two swords was like a spark, shocking to the point of making one's soul tremble.

Shen Jingyang observed the water qilin's sharp claws and dragon whiskers. He flew to dodge the icicles that whistled past him and actually jumped onto the water qilin's head.

"Well, well done!" The Taihua disciples in the crowd raised their arms in cheers, clearly happy for Shen Jingyang.

The Aquatic Qilin twisted its dragon head wildly and swung its dragon whiskers, attacking Shen Jingyang time and time again. However, he cleverly dodged its attack.

Shen Jingyang raised his sword high up above the dragon's head and slashed down at the hard scales of the Aquatic Qilin. "Peng, peng, peng" The tip of his sword had been cut off by a large amount, but the scales did not budge at all.

At this time, the water qilin's attacks became even fiercer, and its four sharp claws carried the power of thunder as it attacked Lin Yichuan, Lu Lun, Zhu Yi, and Yu Suiyan. The four of them fought back with all their might.

An even denser stream of icicles swarmed over, but Zhu Yi couldn't stop them. His legs had actually pierced into two icicles, and were thrown out of the bank by Long Xu's Yu Feng.

Before the other five could react, the four whiskers of the Aquatic Qilin suddenly coiled together to form a huge dragon whip.

"Not good, if the water qilin's dragon whip flies, I'm afraid no one can stop it!" Dong Weiying cried out in surprise, causing a commotion among the crowd.

The Martial Competition Square was bustling with noise and excitement. In the forest not far away from the square, a figure was faintly discernable as it quickly flashed past. The movements of the figure weren't very quick, but everyone in the square was focused on watching the Martial Meeting, no one noticed the figure.

The sharp vicious gaze of the figure in the sparse tree leaves observed everything that was happening in the open ground. After a while, the figure disappeared into the forest.

The Aquatic Qilin let out a low moo. It twisted its body with all its might, almost causing Shen Jingyang to fall several times.

Suddenly, the Aquatic Qilin opened its mouth wide and shot out a dense icicle. Following the icicle was an even more powerful Dragon Whip. Under the pincer attack, Lu Lun and Lin Yichuan were defeated.

Seeing that there were only three people left, Shen Jingyang loudly shouted, "Brother Yu, brother Erlang, help me stabilize this monster's dragon whip. Watch as I take the dragon head!"

"Shooting Sun, what are you doing? Do you not want to live?" The fifth hidden spirit heart had already tensed up. He secretly broke out into a cold sweat for Shen Jingyang.

Yu and Lang struggled to fight against the dragon's whip. Shen Jingyang flew down from the dragon's head and pounced on the Water Kylin's face. He grabbed the sword and used the thirty-six hands of Ottawa, using his internal energy to break the icicle and stab towards the Water Kylin's left eye.

This was undoubtedly an extremely dangerous move, requiring a great amount of courage and courage.

"Good job!" There were cheers coming from the crowd, and this time, it was much quieter than last time.

The moment Shen Jingyang's sharp sword stabbed into the water qilin, the water qilin abruptly turned its face to the side, its eyes dodging Shen Jingyang's seemingly fatal sword attack as it ferociously rammed its dragon-headed head against Shen Jingyang.

The Aquatic Qilin was already furious. It swiped its claws down at Yu Duanyue, making him fall into the abyss along with his sword.

Lang gongyuan quickly descended to the surface of the abyss and caught Yu Duancai who was injured. He used all his strength to break through the Icicle Rain Formation and fell onto the plaza.

The water qilin's rage had already caused the entire surface of the water to splash out. Shen Jingyang dodged left and right, seemingly unable to endure any longer.

The spectating Emperor of Ottawa, Jade Ion, gave a slight nod of gratification, and the other sixteen judges all cast praising looks.

"What kind of background does this Shen Jingyang have? He's actually this powerful? I'm afraid that he has already cultivated to the upper Qing realm." Someone said.

"It's possible. According to the Xuanyuan Encyclopedia, if someone is able to withstand forty strikes from the Aquatic Qilin, they will be able to reach the virtuous realm." The Xuanyuan disciple said.

"He was just lucky. Didn't you see that he was constantly shifting around? He didn't use brute force, he only relied on swimming and battling. It was purely a waste of time." Someone refuted.

"I don't think he'll be able to hold on much longer." Zhao Yu spoke.

The moment of life and death had already arrived. The Dragon Whip once again came at him with the force to topple mountains and overturn seas. Shen Huayang barely managed to calm his mind as the sharp sword suffused with blue light rushed forward, forcefully colliding with the Dragon Whip.

Boom!

The huge, formless shock wave sent Shen Jingyang flying. All of the disciples in the square felt a strong wind blow against their faces, and their bodies involuntarily took a step back. The entire crowd of onlookers had also simultaneously expanded their circle by a circle.

Jade Ions leapt up and faced the incredibly powerful shockwave, not slowing in the slightest. He flew in the direction of Shen Yushi, catching him as he landed on the ground.

Shen Jingyang was completely exhausted. Forcefully opening his eyes, he called out for his master before fainting.

The Aquatic Qilin stopped its ferocious attacks. With a victorious attitude, it could not help but quieten down.

The clamor in the square gradually died down. After the second array formation of the Beastslayer Martial Meeting, everyone had reason to believe that this Martial Meeting was indeed the touchstone to become a true disciple of an elder. Just a moment ago, Shen Jingyang, Yu Duancai, and Lang Gongyuan had displayed a strength that was worthy of praise. Shen Jingyang, in particular, was able to fight against the water qilin for more than a hundred rounds; his elegance did not lose to that of an ordinary person.

In the evening, a gust of cold wind blew against his face. After an afternoon's rest, Shen Jingyang had gradually recovered his physical strength and was currently sitting on the steps of the courtyard with Hidden Spirit.

"Shooting Sun, your performance today is peerless!"

Shen Jingyang smiled and said, "Really? I've already said that the Aquatic Qilin isn't that scary. At most, it'll just run away if it can't win!"

"But you didn't back down today. You showed great courage!"

Shen Jingyang said with concern, "Tomorrow it will be your turn. I heard from everyone that your cultivation level is still at the Genuine Force. You'd better be careful!"

"I must have been the first to lose, but I can't help Senior-apprentice Brother Kong and Senior-apprentice Sister Zhao. If I can hold on for a little longer, I can help them earn a good ranking. "

Shen Jingyang anxiously said, "What time is it? You're still worrying about others!"

"In any case, my cultivation is still too low, far from reaching the realm of seven disciples. I hope you all can enter the competition."

Shen Jingyang shook his head and muttered to himself, "Ai, how foolish …"

The night was deep, the wind had cooled, the moon was like a hook, and no one could sleep.