Chapter 50: Wang Yichui

Just as Sun Xiaoyan was winning with a shock to everyone, Lin Zhengli, who had woken up from his daze, was quietly complaining behind his older brother.

"Why did you help me concede? If you had woken me up then, I might not have been unable to fight!"

"And then?" Lin Zhengren didn't even turn his head.

"If I hadn't been careless, how would that barbarian have had a chance? Not to mention this guy from Maple Leaf City, he hasn't even established his foundation! I'm not willing to let him win!"

"Even if you beat him, he would still be the champion of the first-year students based on points. It's meaningless. Besides..." Lin Zhengren's lips slightly twitched, "What if you lost again?"

"How is that possible!" Lin Zhengli looked around and lowered his voice again, unwilling to admit it, "You don't believe me? I would lose to him?"

"Who knows?" Lin Zhengren smiled lightly.

Lin Zhengli felt a sense of anger at being looked down upon, especially since he had been pinned down and beaten in front of so many people.

Just as he was about to say something, Lin Zhengren suddenly turned around and grabbed his collar.

"Remember! You have already made an enemy with your stupidity."

He lowered his voice and said, "If you don't have absolute certainty, don't give your enemy a chance to complete themselves. He didn't defeat any of you, his championship is far from perfect."

He let go of his brother and turned back to watch the match, his refined face showing no trace of gloom.

"Don't complete him."

...

In the round-robin stage, Maple Leaf City had good luck, and there was no internal conflict in the first round.

Li Jianqiu had a bye, and Wang Changxiang and Sun Xiaoyan fought the first match.

Neither side had any intention of changing their fighting style.

Sun Xiaoyan was still charging forward mindlessly, and Wang Changxiang still started with a mist.

"What's going on! More mist!"

"Yeah! Can't see anything!"

The audience couldn't see the match, and they didn't give the Wang family any face.

But the audience's opinion was clearly not in Wang Changxiang's consideration.

Sun Xiaoyan bumped around in the mist, but all his attacks missed. And after the completion of the Dao technique, the wind rose and the mist dispersed.

That light breath passed through the finger area, instantly becoming violent and turning into a tornado. It roared open the dense fog and slammed directly into Sun Xiaoyan!

"Ah!" The little fatty roared, but it was as unthreatening as a piglet's snort.

But his strength was beyond doubt. He was still trying to charge forward in the roaring tornado!

His clothes were torn apart by the wind, and his face was flushed red.

His feet were firmly planted on the ground, but the floor tiles shattered piece by piece, and he retreated step by step.

Losing meant stepping outside the line.

Sun Xiaoyan began to perform the hand seals. It was extremely difficult for him to do so in such a tornado, but he still managed to succeed.

A stone wall appeared in front of him, but it was shattered in an instant.

The gravel hit Sun Xiaoyan's body, and he completely lost control. He was thrown into the air and out of the arena.

The Kun Pi Gu Dao technique was indeed strong in defense. He still couldn't see any wounds on his body in such a strong tornado. The gravel that hit him didn't even leave a bruise.

But he still lost.

Sun Xiaoyan's defense was almost unbreakable at this stage. In a real battle, Wang Changxiang might not have been able to do anything to him. But this was a competition, and being blown out of the arena counted as a win.

Jiang Wang sighed softly, because he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any good solutions against either Wang Changxiang or Sun Xiaoyan. The Four Spirits Body Refinement was obviously not as good as the Kun Pi Gu in terms of defense, and the Purple Qi East Coming Sword Technique was certainly sharp, but it probably couldn't break through the defense. If he had a good weapon, he might have a chance. Currently, he couldn't beat this little fatty.

As for Wang Changxiang, as soon as the Breath Tornado came out, he could only run away.

That was an A-grade Dao technique! In the entire Maple Leaf City Dao Academy, including the instructors, how many people could use it?

A freak!

"Wind Finch." It was still the hunchbacked old man who spoke, "His Dao vein spirit should be the Wind Finch, naturally affinity to wind element. That's why he can use A-grade Dao techniques out of his level."

This was the first time Jiang Wang had heard of a Wind Finch Dao vein spirit. In the Dao Academy's lectures on Dao vein knowledge, the instructors only described the Earthworm spirit. Jiang Wang once thought that all Dao vein spirits were Earthworms.

Knowledge often indicates strength.

Jiang Wang and the others exchanged glances, and their attitude towards the wretched-looking old man became much more respectful.

"May I ask, what is your honorable surname, old sir?" Huang Azhan coughed and asked respectfully, with a polite manner.

Perhaps because he resented Huang Azhan's earlier rudeness, the hunchbacked old man's attitude towards Huang Azhan was very bad. He snorted coldly and didn't respond.

"Yeah, Grandpa, what's your name?" Jiang An'an suddenly turned her head, her big eyes filled with curiosity: "I always see you, but I don't know what to call you."

"Gui!" The little girl Qingzhi had just opened her mouth when the hunchbacked old man had already cheerfully taken over: "Grandpa's surname is Gui, just call me Grandpa Gui."

"This honorable surname is so elegant." Huang Azhan shook his head and began to savor it.

His flattery would be endless.

Even Jiang An'an and Qingzhi quickly turned their heads and focused their attention back on the field.

The second round of fighting had already begun.

Wang Changxiang vs. Li Jianqiu.

Regardless of the ranking on the Dao Merit List or the fighting power shown by the two people, Wang Changxiang had an overwhelming advantage. But for some reason, Jiang Wang always felt that Li Jianqiu was more than that.

"Senior Brother Wang, can we not use such a rogue Dao technique like Breath Tornado?" Li Jianqiu negotiated before the battle started.

Wang Changxiang had already recovered his Dao essence reserves, and his energy was complete. Hearing this, he just smiled: "Junior Brother is joking."

Always gentle.

The hand seal was already completed, and the mist spread out.

Li Jianqiu also spread his hands wide at this time, and a strong wind rose.

C-grade low-rank Dao technique, Summon Wind!

This was not the mist in Small Willow Town. Ordinary wind could blow it away.

In the end, the mist was not an unsolvable Dao technique. The truly unsolvable one was only the Breath Tornado. In the previous two battles, the opponents didn't lack the means to break the mist, but they chose their own defense first, but they didn't expect it to be destroyed with one blow.

In the arena where the mist had dissipated, Wang Changxiang's hand seals continued, and his voice was gentle: "Junior Brother Li was not interested in wind element Dao techniques before."

The world of Dao techniques was vast and boundless. It was better to specialize than to be miscellaneous, and better to be refined than to be broad.

Li Jianqiu's Dao seal was completed, and he shook out two swords of flame. He tapped his toes, and he shot up into the air.

"Learned it for Senior Brother!"

At this moment, he was in the air, his momentum like a rainbow.

Wang Changxiang's expression remained unchanged. He put his hands together in front of his lips. The index and middle fingers were connected, and the thumb, ring finger, and little finger were close together. He opened his mouth and breathed in the triangular area formed by the middle and ring fingers.

Breath Tornado!

That wisp of breath instantly turned into a tornado. Li Jianqiu had already rushed close, and suddenly did several backflips in the air with no support.

"Good!" Huang Azhan clapped his hands and cheered!

Except in a very few cases, it was almost impossible for humans to fly physically before opening the Gate of Heaven and Earth. The levitation ability that Li Jianqiu showed was already amazing.

But the people around him looked at Huang Azhan with the eyes of an idiot. Huang Azhan clapped a few times and shrank back in embarrassment.

Because Li Jianqiu's levitating backflip was amazing, but he flipped out of the arena, which was almost the same as admitting defeat.

Li Jianqiu landed, dispersed the swords of flame in both hands, and looked surprised: "Your Breath Tornado can be completed so quickly?"

He couldn't help but be surprised. Cultivators with a bit of vision could see it. The opportunity to defeat Li Jianqiu was only before he completed the Breath Tornado, but no one knew that he not only controlled an A-grade Dao technique, but also controlled it so skillfully and so quickly, and had even managed to shorten the time for hand seals!

This also meant that in the previous battles, he didn't need such a long preparation time at all. The mist was just a trivial smokescreen, blinding the eyes of opponents like Li Jianqiu.

"I felt like something bad was going to happen if it was slower." Wang Changxiang smiled gently.

Li Jianqiu was silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled in relief.

"I lost."

The champion of the three-city Dao discussion's three-year students was thus decided. Wang Changxiang won both battles and returned with honor.

After this battle, Wang Changxiang got a new nickname, Wang Yi Chui (One Blow Wang)...

Meaning that no matter what opponent he encountered, he could solve it with one blow. Of course, it also expressed that he only had the power of one blow.

In Huang Azhan's words, it was short but fierce.

The next battle between Li Jianqiu and Sun Xiaoyan would not affect the result, and their battle was also perfunctory.

Although it still looked intense in the eyes of the onlookers, Li Jianqiu almost perfectly demonstrated the ferocity of fire element Dao techniques, with hand seals flying like lightning. Sun Xiaoyan also relied on the Kun Pi Gu again to charge around wildly. Before the close combat, Li Jianqiu drifted out of the line again and conceded again.

But in Jiang Wang's view, Li Jianqiu did not do his best. Because from beginning to end, the ancient long sword at his waist had never been unsheathed.

Everyone left the arena to make room for the five-year students of the Dao Academy to fight.

As a familiar junior brother, Jiang Wang naturally had to go up and comfort Li Jianqiu.

But Li Jianqiu spoke first: "I had prepared a surprise, but I didn't expect to have no opportunity to perform."

Jiang Wang knew that he was talking about the astonishing completion speed of Wang Changxiang's Breath Tornado.

"Why didn't Senior Brother try against Three Mountain City just now?"

Although the fight just now was dazzling, anyone with eyes could see that Li Jianqiu had no intention of fighting for victory at all.

Li Jianqiu smiled astringently: "First, I might not be able to break his defensive Dao technique. Second, second and third place are meaningless."

He turned and walked out.

"The competition is about to start!" Jiang Wang reminded.

Li Jianqiu had already left with his sword: "I'm not watching."