Chapter 218: Chapter 211: Thousand-Layered Lightning Waves!!
"Match four: Su Ling’er versus Ye Longtao!"
Ye Longtao glanced at Dong Changsheng, who was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. He had become a laughingstock for everyone except the undercover agents.
He sneered internally.
’As expected,’ he thought. ’Trash will always be trash. Someone with a Pseudo Spirit Root deserves nothing more than to be a joke.’
’And now, it’s that Pseudo Spirit Root Su Ling’er’s turn!’
He was determined to claim the opportunities and intelligence within the secret realm for himself!
He hadn’t wanted to face Su Ling’er so soon.
After all, they were both at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm. Even though he was at the peak of the stage and she had just entered it, an upset wasn’t impossible.
What he couldn’t tolerate was a piece of trash who’d relied on wicked methods to advance competing with him for a spot in the secret realm.
At this thought, Ye Longtao hesitated no longer. With a flash of light, a flying sword made of verdant Spiritual Qi appeared in his hand.
This sword had been custom-made for him by a master of Artifact Refining in Qingxu Temple.
He refused to believe that this meticulously crafted treasure sword of his could be weaker than Su Ling’er’s simple wooden one!
When the other undercover agents saw Ye Longtao draw this sword, they were all startled.
’Isn’t... isn’t that the Cyan Frost sword he used back when he was an Inner Sect Disciple at Qingxu Temple?!’
’However, this sword isn’t a standard sect-issued model, so outsiders might not recognize its origin.’
’Still... for him to even bring out this treasure means he’s taking this duel with Miss Su very seriously.’
On the stage, Ye Longtao, wanting to ensure a flawless victory, decided to test the waters and see if he could bluff her with words first.
Though he held her in utter contempt, the journey to the secret realm was something he had to take seriously.
Ye Longtao: "Miss Su—oh, no, I should call you ’Your Holiness, the Holy Daughter’ now. For the sake of our time as fellow disciples, if you surrender now, you can spare yourself some physical suffering."
Ye Longtao: "Besides, you’re well aware of your own aptitude and foundation. Even if you enter the secret realm, you likely won’t gain as much as I will. If you back down voluntarily, I can share a small portion of my gains with you after I come out. Last time was just a moment of impulse. We’re from the same sect; we can still talk things over."
He knew the odds of his threats and promises working were slim, but he had to try. He couldn’t afford an upset with this great opportunity so close at hand.
On the other side of the stage, Su Ling’er stepped forward, her expression grave.
’It’s finally come to this...’
Unbidden, a memory from her time at Qingxu Temple surfaced: the scene of her public humiliation at the hands of Ye Longtao and his cronies.
She had been diligently carrying water, a task none of the other Inner Sect Disciples paid any mind to. But Ye Longtao and his followers had deliberately kicked over her buckets, drenching her in the clean water.
And now, he was actually stooping to this charade of threats and promises.
Su Ling’er: "I appreciate your kind offer, Mr. Ye. But when it comes to opportunities like this, it’s best we each rely on our own abilities."
Ye Longtao: "So you’d rather do this the hard way! Aren’t you afraid of your status as an undercover agent being exposed in front of everyone?!"
He was making one last desperate attempt.
Su Ling’er: "Would you dare? If you did, how long do you think you would survive?"
Ye Longtao’s expression darkened. The bluff had failed.
Just then, from the high platform, "Mr. Qian" announced, "Let the match begin!"
Ye Longtao gave Su Ling’er no chance to react, immediately unleashing the most exquisite Sword Technique of the Qingxu Temple’s Inner Sect.
Sudden Rain Cyan Blade!
With a flick of the Cyan Frost in his hand, the blade instantly multiplied into a sky full of sword shadows. The glinting light fell like a sudden, violent storm, completely enveloping Su Ling’er’s figure!
Countless streams of Sword Qi crisscrossed, weaving a dense, inescapable net of blades that threatened to shred her on the spot!
Yet, facing this attack, Su Ling’er’s figure was like a willow catkin in the wind. Executing the Flowing Shadow Flying Star Skill, she moved through the dense rain of swords as if on a leisurely stroll. Each sidestep perfectly dodged a fatal blade, making it all look effortless.
She even had the spare energy to speak, her voice tinged with a hint of disappointment:
"Ye Longtao, if this is all you’ve got..."
"...then I’m afraid the opportunities in this secret realm won’t be for you."
Su Ling’er hadn’t even drawn the Wooden Sword in her hand. She just looked at it as a strange thought crossed her mind.
’It doesn’t seem quite right to use the "I Have a Situation to Report" sword in a tournament match like the grand sect competition...’
’Ultimately, she just couldn’t bring herself to copy her Eldest Senior Brother’s fighting style of yelling "Wait!" and "Stop!" in a situation like this.’
Ye Longtao watched her effortless Body Technique, which was far more exquisite than any of the basic Body Techniques at Qingxu Temple, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.
’It seems that former Outer Sect piece of trash really has gained a lot here!’
’I already started late in the sect, so I absolutely cannot miss the opportunities in this secret realm!’
He hesitated no longer and decided to play his trump card.
"Thunder Surge!"
With a low shout, the Spiritual Power in his body began to circulate wildly, and the aura around him surged dramatically!
He then whipped several talismans out of his storage bag and, with a WHOOSH, slapped them onto his body!
These were all sorts of enhancement talismans he had painstakingly collected during his time in the Inner Sect, such as the [Thunder-Attracting Talisman] and the [Gale Talisman]!
The talismans flared with brilliant light, their power intertwining and churning with his own Spiritual Power.
The originally verdant Spiritual Qi around him began to turn violent, with fine, golden arcs of electricity crackling and dancing across its surface!
Not only that, but two bronze bell artifacts also flew from his sleeves. They circled around him, emitting a crisp TING-A-LING sound.
With each chime, the aura of lightning around him grew even stronger!
Across the entire stage, Spiritual Qi began to swirl around him as its center. Golden lightning constantly converged upon his body, creating an astonishing display of power!
"Su Ling’er!"
He pointed his sword at her from the air, unleashing the full might of his cultivation base, which was just a hair’s breadth away from the Late-stage Foundation Establishment realm.
"I’m giving you one last chance! It’s not too late to surrender!"
He really didn’t want to expend so many of his resources just to defeat a former Outer Sect nobody.
But for the opportunities within the [Guixi Secret Realm] and to gather more intelligence, he had no choice but to go all in!
Feeling that immense pressure, Su Ling’er also began to take the fight seriously.
"If you want to fight, then fight! What’s with all the pointless talk?"
In the spectator stands, Lin Qingfeng had already returned to his seat and was excitedly discussing the match with the players next to him.
"Holy shit! That yellow lightning! Is that a Thunderbolt attack?!"
"As expected of someone who joined the sect at the peak of Mid-stage Foundation Establishment!"
"He was way stronger right from the start than that whole batch of misfits like Su Ling’er, Wang Xiedi, Dong Changsheng, and Li Chunfeng!"
Down below the stage, the other undercover agents were shocked by Ye Longtao’s power and began to worry for Su Ling’er.
After all, back in the Cursed Grudge Manor, they had abandoned Su Ling’er and run for their lives. They only knew bits and pieces of the details through the sky-screen.
Only Wang Xiedi remained perfectly calm.
On the stage, a pained look flashed across Ye Longtao’s face. Seeing that words couldn’t deter her, he held back no longer!
Countless talismans exploded in front of him, all their power funneling into the Cyan Frost sword in his hand!
Golden lightning coiled around his body, and the two bronze bells vibrated ceaselessly!
He roared, "Thousand-Layered Waves of Lightning!!!"
His entire body transformed into a streak of golden lightning, carrying the force of a thousand thunderbolts as he shot straight toward Su Ling’er!
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