Chapter 55 - 55 51 The Collapse of Tombs

55: Chapter 51 The Collapse of Tombs 55: Chapter 51 The Collapse of Tombs Before the start of the fifth-year fight, the ever-busy Wei Quchibi and Dong Ah both arrived at the scene.

To them, the battles between the academy students of Chengdao lacked appeal.

However, the fights among the fifth-year students were very important to all three city domains.

For one, the fifth-year students essentially represented the upper limit of combat power of the Chengdao Academy.

Secondly, there was a slot in the three-city debate that led directly to the national academy!

No need to participate in next month’s big exam, no need to go to the county seat, just head straight to Zhuang Capital!

This slot, of course, could only be given to the leader of the fifth-year students in the three-city debate.

As Wei Quchibi and Dong Ah settled into their seats in the stands, the venue noticeably quieted down a lot.

It had to be said that the presence of a powerhouse like Dong Ah had a tremendous effect on the overall strength enhancement of the academy.

This time in the three-city debate, the leader of the first-year students was Jiang Wang from Fenglin City’s academy, and the third-year students were almost exclusively from Fenglin City’s internal competition.

Having Dong Ah, a Grade-5 Inner Mansion Realm cultivator, preside over Fenglin City’s academy was undoubtedly a blessing for the entire academy.

Now, as long as they secured the head of the fifth-year students, Fenglin City would undoubtedly be considered the undisputed champion over the other two cities, securing the lion’s share of this year’s resource allocation from Zhuang Ting.

Therefore, Zhang Linchuan felt almost like he was about to rub a hole in his forehead.

“The pressure is big…” he murmured softly.

Of the three battles in the arena, the one that attracted the most attention was naturally Lin Zhengren’s duel… with Sun Xiaoman.

One was the composed and dignified top contender of Wangjiang City’s path of honor; the other, a delicate and adorable little girl who seemed too frail to stand a gust of wind.

“This little girl… Is she even ten years old?” Zhao Rucheng clicked his tongue in wonder.

The cultivators from San Mountain City weren’t far from their seats, and at some point, Sun Xiaoyan, now wearing a hooded black robe, angrily turned her head and shouted, “I’m almost three times broken!

I can’t figure it out!”

Zhao Rucheng didn’t hear clearly, so he leaned in closer, only to suddenly recoil and take a sharp breath.

Because he saw the bruised and swollen fat face under the hood; this defense-oriented chubby kid didn’t know what had happened in the short time since he entered the arena, his entire face had swollen, eyes not visible, speech unclear.

Was it a sequelae of the Kun skin drum?

Zhao Rucheng wondered.

Seeing that her face could frighten people, Sun Xiaoyan also felt wronged and shrank back, her chubby hand forcefully pulling down the hood.

Before the battle, her older sister had found a corner to beat her up first.

Where could he seek justice?

Jiang Wang did not show it on his face, but he felt a bit anxious inside.

The chubby kid was only thirteen years old while he was already seventeen.

The little girl in the arena was the chubby kid’s sister; representing the San Mountain City fifth-year students in battle, she would only be stronger.

Had he fallen too far behind at the beginning stage of the path of cultivation?

The barefoot girl lightly hopped onto the stage, the small hammer decorations on her wrist jingling.

She had an innocuous, cute little face that in comparison, didn’t help Lin Zhengren’s handsome appearance win much support.

Nearly half the audience below hoped that Sun Xiaoman would win, and the small remainder hoped that she wouldn’t have to struggle too much in her victory.

“I heard Chu Ping died at the hands of Xiong Wen, his heart gouged out.

I feel sorry for him,” Lin Zhengren said leisurely before the fight began.

“Life and death are predestined,” Sun Xiaoman responded expressionlessly.

Jiang Wang could clearly feel that the atmosphere among the San Mountain City cultivators nearby turned much colder.

Previously, when Xiong Wen appeared in San Mountain City, he was besieged by students of San Mountain City’s academy but not only did he escape successfully, he killed ten cultivators including senior brother Chu Ping of San Mountain City’s academy, drinking with their hearts as cups, shocking the entire county.

This triggered the Procuratorate to mobilize forces throughout Qinghe County for a manhunt.

By bringing up this matter now, Lin Zhengren obviously didn’t do it out of regret.

Looking at the little girl before him, Lin Zhengren smiled, “Last year he lost to me in one move; I wonder if this year, you can win it back?”

Since Chu Ping was dead, he naturally couldn’t win it back.

But do the living have such opportunities?

Sun Xiaoman advanced barefoot, step by step, her shimmering and pale jade feet alternating as she moved forward.

The battle thus began.

Lin Zhengren’s right hand drew back, pulling out a green long whip from the sleeve of his left hand.

The whip flowed like water, but its tip suddenly extended, lashing towards Sun Xiaoman with a swiftness akin to a venomous serpent!

With a push of his left hand, he created waves out of still ground, instantly summoning a furious surge that encircled Sun Xiaoman.

This attack was executed with startling speed.

At the same time, those with sharp eyes could notice something emerging from the ground in front of Lin Zhengren, breaking through the tiles.

Mounting a psychological assault before fighting such a young girl might bring disdain from many.

However, it also underscored Lin Zhengren’s composure.

He was unyielding, not giving his opponent the slightest advantage or opportunity.

In the heat of battle, this steadfastness was exemplified to the fullest.

The fighting style of Lin Zhengli might imitate his, but there was an enormous gap in strength.

Sun Xiaoman leaped from the ground, her toes touching down lightly to dodge the incoming whip tip.

She then surprisingly stepped on the approaching waves, walking on them as if on firm ground.

Zhao Rucheng’s sword-like eyebrows twitched, his eyes showing a hint of surprise.

That was a Dao Technique of considerable damaging power, yet her jade feet bore no signs of injury.

Especially, there were no traces of her using any Dao Technique.

Either she, like Sun Xiaoyan, had a permanently endowed Kun Skin Drum on her body, or her body refinement had reached a certain level of strength.

At this stage, it seemed that only those martial artists who threw their lives to the wind were capable of blocking Dao Technique damage with their pure flesh bodies.

The barefoot girl walked along the waves, stepping onto Lin Zhengren’s Dao Technique power and in a few strides, propelled herself forward into the air.

Lin Zhengren loosened his grip on the green whip, and with a fierce flick, it made a sound as if ripping through the air.

Then, it transformed into a giant python in midair, baring its fangs, and lunged at Sun Xiaoman.

This whip was made from a living demonic python and was a hereditary treasure of the Looking River City Lin Family, known as the Green Python.

Simultaneously, the ground before Lin Zhengren exploded.

Countless vines, like a nest of serpents, burst forth!

This Dao Technique was instantaneous!

It was the Dao Technique that Lin Zhengren had engraved in the Tongtian Palace after completing the Small Heavenly Cycle for the first time.

This kind of Dao Technique was not readily shown because low-grade cultivators could only imprint two instantaneous Dao Arts in the Tongtian Palace, one after completing the Small Heavenly Cycle and another after completing the Grand Circulation of Heaven, Earth, and Man for the first time.

It was something akin to an ace up the sleeve for each cultivator, rarely revealed to others.

Sometimes during battles, cultivators who possessed instantaneous Dao Arts would still go through the motions of forming seals, merely to conceal their true abilities.

But Lin Zhengren, feeling some pressure, did not hesitate to reveal his trump card.

The snake-like vines interlocked mid-air, twisting into an impregnable wall of vines in a matter of moments, barricading Lin Zhengren.

Suppression Taoism Technique, Snake Vine Encasement!

And there Sun Xiaoman was, leaping in front of Lin Zhengren, facing the oncoming giant python as well as the vine wall blocking her path.

She simply raised her small hand high.

The tiny silver ornament dangling from her wrist began to swell in the wind.

Everyone could see the petite, barefoot girl suspended in midair, both her hands now gripping two silver warhammers as big as herself, spinning around with one mighty swing!

The giant warhammer whistled as it rotated, furiously smashing into the green python behind her and continued to spin, bearing the giant python with it.

Sun Xiaoman completed a full spin in the air, the warhammer still dragging the Green Python with it, whistling with an indisputable momentum, crashing down upon the Snake Vine Encasement.

The moment they made contact, the entire wall, a mid-grade level-2 Dao Technique construct, immediately shattered.

With one hammer strike, the hill crumbled!