0p0 Chapter 75 The Arena 3
Chapter 75 The Arena 3
In the center of that raging storm of spiritual energy, Lin Yu and Zhao Lin's figures gradually became clear.
Both were panting heavily and dressed in rags, yet they still stared intently at each other, refusing to let their guard down for a moment.
Zhao Lin's eyes were bloodshot as he laughed wildly, "You brat from Qingfeng Temple, how long can you hold out?"
Lin Yu's face was pale, but his tone was firm: "As long as I have a breath left, I will not lose to you, you madman of the Black Flame Sect."
Initially, he was competing for that thousand-year-old spirit jade, hoping that the jade could improve his junior sister's physique. Now that he has finally met a worthy opponent, he certainly cannot let this opportunity pass.
At this moment, torrential rain poured down from the sky, and a fierce wind swept in, causing the flags around the arena to flutter wildly as if they were about to be torn apart.
Zhao Lin stomped his foot, and the electric snakes and flames in the Black Flame Thunder Prison raged even more fiercely. He lunged at Lin Yu, his longsword thrusting out with an aura of destruction: "Then prepare to die!"
Lin Yu was fearless. The phantoms in the ice mirror rushed towards him, while he used his exquisite movement technique to sidestep the sharp edge. His soft sword wrapped around Zhao Lin's sword, trying to twist it out of his hand.
Xu Xiaoxiao watched intently from below the stage, her hands clenched tightly together, muttering, "Fellow Daoist Lin Yu, keep going! You can't lose!"
She leaned forward slightly, oblivious to the rain-soaked strands of hair clinging to her cheeks.
Mu Zhusheng looked solemn and said softly to her junior brothers and sisters beside her, "This kind of battle will greatly inspire our future cultivation. Observe carefully the use of their spiritual power and the connection of their moves."
Tu Minglang exclaimed excitedly, "These two are practically fighting tooth and nail! This is a true duel between masters!"
Yuan Mengyao said with some concern, "It's so intense, I don't know how it will end. I hope it doesn't end in a lose-lose situation."
Just as Lin Yu and Zhao Lin's swords were about to clash again, suddenly, a dazzling golden light streaked across the sky. With a loud "boom," the Black Flame Thunder Prison and the Ice Mirror shattered and vanished wherever the golden light shone.
An elderly man with white hair stood in mid-air, his majestic gaze sweeping across the arena: "This competition ends here. Both of you have extraordinary abilities. Do not engage in any more pointless fighting and damage the harmony."
Zhao Lin was filled with resentment: "Senior, why are you stopping us? I'm determined to settle this with him!"
The old man snorted coldly: "If you continue fighting, you will surely be seriously injured. Besides, today is the Immortal Spirit Temple Fair, not a place for a life-or-death duel."
Lin Yu clasped his hands slightly and said, "Thank you for stopping me, senior. I understand."
Seeing the battle abruptly stop, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "Oh dear, why did it stop? I wanted to see who would win."
But a hint of relief was also in her eyes, after all, she didn't want to see the two of them suffer any serious injuries.
Standing in the rain, everyone gazed at the stage, their hearts filled with lingering memories of the spectacular yet regrettable competition, and with even greater anticipation and longing for their future experiences in Immortal Spirit City.
With the intervention of the white-haired old man, Zhao Lin, though unwilling, could only sheathe his sword, snort coldly, and the black flames on his body gradually died down.
Lin Yu bowed respectfully to the old man, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave the stage.
Zhao Lin glared at Lin Yu and said, "This matter is not over yet. I will definitely fight you again another day."
Lin Yu calmly replied, "I'm always ready."
At this time, the rain gradually subsided, but the sky remained overcast.
Xu Xiaoxiao looked at the two on the stage and muttered, "What a pity, the competition is still undecided."
Mu Zhusheng smiled and patted her head: "It's rare enough to see such a wonderful competition. Let's go and explore other places."
The group left the arena and walked along the bustling street.
The shops lining the street were dazzling with a variety of magical items that radiated a captivating glow.
Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up again, and she curiously walked into a magic item shop.
The shop is filled with all sorts of strange magical artifacts, including a spirit broom that can automatically sweep away dust and a spirit pearl that can change shape.
Xu Xiaoxiao picked up a small, delicate bell and shook it gently, producing a clear and melodious sound.
She turned to Mu Zhusheng and asked, "Second Senior Brother, what do you think of this bell?"
Mu Zhusheng looked at her dotingly and said, "Although this spirit bell can disturb the enemy's mind, it won't be of much help to your current cultivation. Junior Sister can buy it if she likes it; it'll look nice as a piece of clothing or an accessory."
"I won't buy it if there's no help. My senior brother gave me a lot of powerful magic artifacts, so I'll save the money to go to the auction house." Xu Xiaoxiao was just curious. Compared to the magic artifacts outside, she felt that the ones her senior brother made were the best, and there was no need to spend spirit stones to buy them.
"Junior sister, you don't need to save money for your senior brother. I have spirit stones." Mu Zhusheng laughed as he looked at his junior sister's thrifty manner.
Although he rarely leaves his sect, and his cultivation has been stuck at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm for a long time without breaking through, his alchemy skills are at the level of an eighth-grade alchemist. Many sects usually spend a lot of money to invite him to refine pills, since there are very few alchemists in the cultivation world who can refine top-grade pills.
Xu Xiaoxiao, like a nimble little deer, looked around the store, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement.
Mu Zhusheng looked at her, a doting smile playing on his lips: "Junior Sister, you can buy anything you like, and your senior brother will pay for it."
Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao's mouth practically stretched to her ears in a wide grin. "Second Senior Brother, I never knew you were so wealthy!"
At this moment, Tu Minglang was fiddling with a magical artifact that resembled a Rubik's Cube. Every time the Rubik's Cube was turned, it would change into different patterns, and there was a faint flow of spiritual energy in the patterns.
Curious, he asked the shop assistant next to him, "Excuse me, what's the use of this Rubik's Cube?"
The shop assistant stepped forward and respectfully introduced, "This is the Spirit Cube, which can train a cultivator's ability to control spiritual power and perceive space. It is a cultivation aid that many young cultivators love."
Yuan Mengyao was drawn to a wristband that emitted a soft blue light. She gently picked it up and examined it closely.
The blue light shone on her face, making her appear even more gentle and graceful.
Seeing this, Xu Xiaoxiao leaned over and asked, "Senior Sister Mengyao, is there anything special about this wristband?"
Yuan Mengyao nodded and said, "This wristband can release a defensive shield at critical moments to resist attacks from external enemies, and it can also adjust the output frequency of one's own spiritual power. It is quite a good treasure."
Xu Xiaoxiao ran to a corner where a huge crystal ball was placed, with clouds and mist swirling inside, as if stars were twinkling.
Curious, she placed her hands on the crystal ball. As soon as she touched it, the mist inside the crystal ball churned violently, and a faint electric current emanated from the ball, sending a tingling sensation throughout her body.
Xu Xiaoxiao jumped away with a cry of "Ouch!", which drew laughter from everyone.
Mu Zhusheng walked over, gently took Xu Xiaoxiao's hand, checked her for injuries, and said with a hint of reproach, "Junior Sister, don't be reckless anymore. There are many magical treasures in this shop, and some dangers are still unknown."
Xu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and said, "Second Senior Brother, I know, I was just curious."
Just then, a melodious bell rang out from outside the shop. The sound seemed to possess a mysterious magic, attracting everyone's attention.
Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up: "Second Senior Brother, where is this bell sounding coming from? Is there some fun place here? Let's go take a look."
Mu Zhusheng looked at her helplessly, but finally nodded. Urged by Xu Xiaoxiao, the group left the magic item shop and headed towards the direction of the bell.
Next, they arrived at a square where many cultivators were exchanging their cultivation experiences.
There were also some independent cultivators demonstrating their special skills. For example, one cultivator could use his spiritual power to create a lifelike painting. The landscape in the painting seemed to come alive, with flowing water and chirping birds.
Xu Xiaoxiao was mesmerized and couldn't help but exclaim, "This uncle is amazing! This spiritual painting looks just like the real thing!"
Tu Minglang also stepped forward and asked, "Senior, how do you manage to blend spiritual power with your paintings so perfectly?"
The cultivator smiled and replied, "This requires many years of cultivation and enlightenment. If you are interested, young friend, you can start by practicing the basics of controlling spiritual energy."
After strolling around for a while, Xu Xiaoxiao smelled an enticing aroma; it turned out to be a spirit food shop.
The tables inside the shop were filled with various spiritual foods, including glowing spiritual fruit cakes and spiritual rice cooked with steaming spiritual spring water.
Xu Xiaoxiao's stomach rumbled, and she said shyly, "Second Brother, I'm hungry."
Mu Zhusheng shook her head helplessly, led everyone into the shop, found a seat, and prepared to taste this unique spiritual food.