This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Lu Qingshan's recent tactics were actually not purely for taunting Spirit Moon; they arose subconsciously from habits developed from repeatedly PKing with other players in his past life.

After all, nine out of ten players are cunning, and the confrontations between them are full of all sorts of treacherous schemes, a test of who can be more crafty.

Showing weakness to the enemy and then seizing the opportunity to counterattack—isn't that the basic strategy?

Lu Qingshan spread his hands helplessly and slowly walked down from the arena.

In this round of arena battles, he became the first cultivator to defeat his opponent and achieve final victory.

Naturally, Spirit Moon became the so-called first cultivator to be eliminated in the third round of the tournament.

No wonder she felt so aggrieved.

"Platform two, Bai Guandao is victorious."

"Platform three, Cao Xiaoxin is victorious."

"..."

The gentle voice of Shui Yue Pavilion Master continued to announce the results.

The battles on the platforms with single-digit numbers, even up to now, were mostly one-sided affairs, so winners were quickly determined one after another.

The only battles that had not yet concluded were those on platforms eleven, twelve, and thirteen.

The strengths of the cultivators in these three platform battles were the closest in the eyes of the great cultivators of the Taoist Sect.

Similarly, their fights were the most tense.

Lu Qingshan watched with interest the battle on platform twelve between Mo Yan and a cultivator skilled in Water Technique.

The opponent, a Water Technique cultivator, had reached Golden Core Perfection and appeared to be two minor ranks higher than Mo Yan, but the battle was deadlocked at an even fifty-fifty.

Moreover, it seemed like the two were really getting into the fight, as they were recklessly bombarding each other with spells, completely lacking any strategy.

The thought process of the Water Technique cultivator was simple: I'm two minor ranks higher than you in cultivation, so if you want to bombard me with spells, should I be afraid of you?

Mo Yan, relying on the immense enhancement his own techniques received from Netherfire, was utterly fearless.

Standing there and competing in spellcasting? Seeking death!

The huge arena instantly turned into a world of fire and water, with countless streams of Water Technique and Fire Method colliding incessantly.

After a fierce head-to-head clash that lasted for a long time, the Water Technique cultivator, seeing the battle reach a stalemate and struggling to find a breakthrough, finally lost patience.

His hand seals changed rapidly, and a towering Water Dragon appeared in his hands, suddenly soaring into the sky, letting out a dragon chant.

Then the dragon chant transformed into a raging tide, covering the sky and sweeping towards Mo Yan.

"Water Dragon Chant!"

The waves rolled out, fierce and mighty.

Facing the Water Technique cultivator's spell, poured with almost all his strength, Mo Yan also became slightly more serious.

The next moment, a cold, blue flame suddenly sprouted in his right hand.

"This is... Netherfire, this Mo Yan controls another type of Netherfire besides the Red Lotus Fire!" a well-informed cultivator recognized the origin of the blue flame at a glance, astonished.

"What is he trying to do?" a prodigy among the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

Because at this moment, Mo Yan was taking an incredibly shocking action.

He merged the cold blue Netherfire in his right hand with the fiery Red Lotus Netherfire in his left hand.

In the astonished gaze of the cultivators, a palm-sized fire lotus appeared in Mo Yan's palm, with petals half blue and half red.

Although this lotus seemed beautiful, the violent power radiating from it warped the light around Mo Yan's palm.

This was... Netherfire Fusion!

Mo Yan licked his lips and gently tossed the lotus in his hand.

In the horrified gaze of the Water Technique cultivator on the opposite side, the Netherfire Lotus spiraled towards the water waves.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The two collided. Disproportionate in size, the Netherfire Lotus appeared minuscule in comparison to the Water Dragon Chant.

Yet it was this tiny lotus that, in the next moment, transformed the towering waves and the water dragon into a sky full of mist.

A white fog enveloped the area, obscuring everyone's vision.

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Only after the fog had lifted was the scene on the platform revealed to the spectators once more.

Mo Yan's face bore a slight smile.

And his opponent, the Water Method Cultivator, was already enveloped in the protective spiritual light of the platform's array.

"Platform Twelve, Mo Yan is victorious!" declared the Shui Yue Pavilion Master solemnly.

As the Seven Domains Discourse Tournament delved deeper, even she could not remain calm.

The outstanding individuals emerging from this Seven Domains Discourse were truly extraordinary, bringing her immense surprise.

This scene was something rare to see among the cultivators of her generation.

The young cultivators who were also watching the battles were already in an uproar, "A dark horse! This Mo Yan must be the biggest dark horse of this Seven Domains Discourse!"

"This Netherfire Fusion technique is just too terrifying!"

"..."

It was one thing for the young cultivators to be abuzz with discussion, but even the top cultivators from the various major sects, renowned for their extraordinary vision and insight, were also showing signs of amazement.

"This time, even the members of the Taoist Sect have misjudged, huh. This Mo Yan, he's not just ranked twelfth, he completely has the strength to enter the top ten..." Golden Sun Great Honor stared intensely at Mo Yan on the platform, who appeared calm and collected, feeling a surge of excitement.

He was really too fond of Mo Yan!

.....

Once all the battles of the third round were concluded, the seven high-ranking members of the Taoist Sect surprisingly did not announce the rules for the next round immediately but gathered together, apparently discussing something, which caused many cultivators to look on curiously.

Had some special situation arisen?

After a moment, it seemed they finally reached a decision. Shui Yue Pavilion Master stepped forward and announced the rules for the next round of platform battles in a soft voice, "The fourth round of platform battles will determine which thirteen advance to the seven. Due to the number of participants, this round will again have one person bypassing the fight, directly advancing to the next round.

The one bypassing this round is Zhou Yuan!"

With back-to-back bypasses, in the eyes of the onlookers, Zhou Yuan's momentum towards victory seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

"The matchups for the fourth round of the platform battle are as follows:

Platform Two, Bai Guandao versus Jun Yue.

Platform Three, Cao Xiaoxin against Shi Bi.

Platform Four, Lin Guihai against Cui Liang.

Platform Five, Yu Xu against Song Chen.

Platform Six, White Bone Daoist against Mo Yan.

Platform Seven, Lu Qingshan against Yu Cibei." the Shui Yue Pavilion Master announced slowly.

The matchups for the fourth round were no longer simply determined by the previous method but had been specially arranged by several high-ranking officials of the Taoist Sect.

The reason was simple; although the seven of them had extraordinary vision, it was inevitable that cultivators like Mo Yan could deeply conceal their true strength.

If they rigidly stuck to the previous method, this round would have Cao Xiaoxin facing Mo Yan.

Two cultivators they perceived as extremely strong, meeting too early, was not their original intention.

Therefore, they were flexible and quick to rearrange the matchups for the fourth round of the platform battle.

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