Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Just as Sun Xiaoyan shocked the audience, Lin Zhengli who had just regained consciousness was complaining to his older brother behind him.

"Why did you help me surrender? If you had woken me up, I might have been able to fight!"

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

"If it wasn't for carelessness, how could that barbarian have had a chance? Not to mention this guy from Fenglin City, he hasn't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage! Letting him win the championship, I'm not willing!"

"Even if you beat him, in terms of points, he would still be the annual champion. It's meaningless. Besides..." Lin Zhengren's mouth curled up slightly. "What if you lose again?"

"How is that possible!" Lin Zhengli looked around and lowered his voice, unwillingly saying, "Don't you believe me? I will lose to him?"

"Who knows?" Lin Zhengren smiled lightly.

Lin Zhengli felt a kind of anger and contempt, especially since he had been beaten down in front of so many people before.

He was about to say something, but Lin Zhengren suddenly turned around and grabbed his collar.

He lowered his voice and said, "If you don't have ten percent confidence, don't give your enemy a chance. He hasn't beaten any of you, his championship is far from perfect."

He let go of his brother, turned back to watch the match, and there was no hint of gloom on his refined face.

"Don't let him succeed."

...

In the round-robin stage, Fenglin City's luck with the draw was good, and there was no internal conflict in the first round.

Li Jianqiu was exempted, and Wang Changxiang fought Sun Xiaoyan in the first match.

Neither side changed their fighting style.

Sun Xiaoyan still charged forward recklessly, and Wang Changxiang still started with mist.

"What's going on! More mist!"

"Yeah! Can't see anything!"

The audience couldn't give face to the Wang family if they couldn't see the match.

But obviously, Wang Changxiang didn't care about the audience's opinion.

Sun Xiaoyan kept missing in the mist, and the wind blew away the mist after the Dao decision was completed.

That light breath pierced through the fingers and instantly turned into a tornado. It roared and hit Sun Xiaoyan!

"Ah!" The chubby boy roared, but it was not very intimidating.

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

His clothes were torn by the wind, and his face turned red.

He firmly grasped the ground with his feet, but the floor tiles cracked one by one, and he stepped back step by step.

Exiting the line was a loss.

Sun Xiaoyan began to use his spells, which was extremely difficult in such a tornado, but he succeeded.

A stone wall appeared in front of him, but it was blown away with a breath.

The broken stones hit Sun Xiaoyan, and he completely lost control. The whole person was lifted up and thrown out of the arena.

The Kunpi drum was indeed strong in defense. He couldn't see any wounds on his body even in such a strong tornado. The broken stones hit him, but he didn't even have a bruise.

But he still lost.

Sun Xiaoyan's defense was almost unsolvable at this stage. In a real fight, Wang Changxiang might not be able to deal with him either. But this was a competition, and blowing him out of the arena meant winning.

Jiang Wang sighed lightly because he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have a good way to deal with either Wang Changxiang or Sun Xiaoyan. The defense of the Four Spirits Refining Body was obviously inferior to that of the Kunpi drum. Although the Purple Qi Donglai Sword Technique was fierce, it probably couldn't break the defense. If he had a good weapon, maybe there was a chance. Currently, he couldn't beat this chubby boy.

As for Wang Changxiang, as soon as the tornado appeared, he could only run away.

That was a first-class Dao technique! How many people in the entire Fenglin City Dao Academy, including the instructors, could use it?

Insane!"Fengque." The hunchbacked old man spoke up again, "His Dao vein's true spirit should be Fengque, naturally attuned to the Wind element. That's why he can use Grade A Dao techniques beyond his level."

Jiang Wang had never heard of a Dao vein true spirit called Fengque before. In the classes at the Dao Institute about Dao vein knowledge, the instructors had only described the Earthworm true spirit. Jiang Wang had thought that all Dao vein true spirits were Earthworms.

Experience often indicates strength.

Jiang Wang and the others exchanged a glance, and their attitude towards the old man with a sleazy appearance became more respectful.

"May I ask your name, sir?" Huang Azhan coughed and spoke politely.

Perhaps still bearing a grudge from his earlier rudeness, the hunchbacked old man's attitude towards Huang Azhan was very bad. He snorted coldly and did not respond.

"Oh, what's your name, grandpa?" Jiang Anan suddenly turned around, her big eyes filled with curiosity. "I can always see you, but I don't know how to address you."

"Gui!" The little girl next to him, Qingzhi, had just opened her mouth, but the hunchbacked old man had already smiled and caught it. "My surname is Gui, just call me Grandpa Gui."

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

His flattery would be endless.

Even Jiang Anan and Qingzhi quickly turned their heads and focused their attention back on the field.

The second round of the battle had already begun.

Wang Changxiang was pitted against Li Jianqiu.

Whether it was their rankings on the Dao Honor List or the fighting power they currently displayed, Wang Changxiang had an overwhelming advantage. But for some reason, Jiang Wang felt that Li Jianqiu was more than that.

"Wang Senior Brother, can we not use such a despicable Dao technique as the Breath of Dragon Whirlwind?" Li Jianqiu discussed before the battle.

Wang Changxiang had already restored his Dao Yuan reserves, and his energy was full. He just smiled when he heard the words. "Junior Brother is joking."

As usual, he was gentle.

The Dao decision in his hand had been completed, and the mist dissipated.

At this moment, Li Jianqiu also spread his hands, and a strong wind blew up.

A Grade C Dao technique, Gale!

This was not the fog in Xiaolin Town, ordinary wind could disperse it.

After all, the fog was not an unsolvable Dao technique. The truly unsolvable one was the Breath of Dragon Whirlwind. In the previous two battles, the opponents did not lack the means to break the fog, but they chose to focus on their defense, only to be shattered by a single blow.

In the field where the mist had dissipated, Wang Changxiang's hands were constantly forming seals, and his voice was gentle. "Junior Brother Li used to not be interested in Wind Dao techniques."

The world of Dao techniques was vast and boundless, and it was better to specialize than to be a jack of all trades.

Li Jianqiu had finished his Dao decision, and his hands shook out two flaming swords. He pointed his toes, and he soared into the sky like an eagle.

"I learned it from Senior Brother!"

At this moment, he was in the air, with a magnificent momentum.

Wang Changxiang's expression remained unchanged as he put his hands together in front of his lips. His index and middle fingers touched, and his thumb, ring finger, and little finger were each paired together. In the triangular area formed by the middle finger and the ring finger, he opened his mouth and exhaled.

Breath of Dragon Whirlwind!

That breath turned into a whirlwind in an instant. Li Jianqiu had already pounced, and he flipped over several times in the air without any leverage.

"Great!" Huang Azhan suddenly clapped and cheered!

Except for a few exceptional cases, humans were almost impossible to fly before they opened the door to Heaven and Earth. Li Jianqiu's ability to float in the air at this moment was already amazing.

But everyone around him looked at Huang Azhan with eyes that said he was a fool. Huang Azhan clapped a few times and then shrunk his head in embarrassment.

Because although Li Jianqiu's floating flip was amazing, he flipped out of bounds, almost equivalent to conceding.

Li Jianqiu landed and dissipated the twin flaming swords in his hands, his face full of shock. "You can complete the Breath of Dragon Whirlwind so quickly?"

He couldn't help but be surprised. Any discerning cultivator present could see that the key to defeating Li Jianqiu lay in his completion of the Blowing Breath Tornado technique. But what no one knew was that he not only controlled a top-grade Dao technique, but also had such mastery and speed that he could shorten the time it took to form hand seals!

This also meant that he didn't really need so much preparation time in the previous battles. The mist was just a trivial illusion, deceiving opponents like Li Jianqiu.

"Wait a moment, I feel like something's going to happen," said Wang Changxiang with a gentle smile.

Li Jianqiu fell silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled in relief.

"I've lost."

The three-year debate champion of San Cheng Lun Dao was now decided, with Wang Changxiang winning both of his battles and returning home in glory.

After this battle, Wang Changxiang gained a new nickname: Wang Yi Chui...

Which meant that no matter what opponent he faced, he could blow them away with just one breath. Of course, it also implied that he only had the power of one breath.

As Huang Azhan put it, short but fierce.

Li Jianqiu's battle with Sun Xiaoyan no longer affected the outcome, and their fight was perfunctory.

Although it still looked intense to the onlookers, Li Jianqiu had almost perfectly demonstrated the power of his Fire Dao technique, forming hand seals at lightning speed. Sun Xiaoyan once again relied on her Kun Drum to charge forward recklessly. But before they could engage in close combat, Li Jianqiu gracefully retreated outside the boundary line and conceded defeat once again.

But in Jiang Wang's eyes, Li Jianqiu did not give his all. Because from beginning to end, the ancient and simple long sword at his waist never left its sheath.

As the crowd dispersed, the stage was set for the battles of the fifth-year students of the Dao Academy.

As a familiar junior, Jiang Wang naturally went up to comfort Li Jianqiu.

But Li Jianqiu spoke first: "I had a surprise prepared, but I didn't get a chance to perform."

Jiang Wang knew he was referring to Wang Changxiang's astonishing speed in completing the Blowing Breath Tornado technique.

"Why didn't you try it out against San Shan City just now?" he asked.

Although the battle just now was dazzling, anyone with sharp eyes could see that Li Jianqiu had no intention of winning.

Li Jianqiu smiled wryly and replied, "Firstly, I might not be able to break his defense technique. Secondly, second and third place are meaningless."

He turned and walked away.

"The competition is about to begin!" Jiang Wang reminded him.

But Li Jianqiu had already gone far away, sword in hand. "I'm not watching."