Chapter 170

Chapter 170: This Strike Is For Acting Shameless At Your Age!

A fire dragon with claws bared lunged at Immortal Lord Chang Li.

Immortal Lord Chang Li stayed calm as his eyes flashed fierce light; forming hand seals, he raised a finger where a tiny flame bloomed.

Unlike Master Ling Xiao’s giant fire dragon, that flame thinned into a line only one tenth as thick as the dragon, then shot straight into it.

The thin line sank fully into the fire dragon and fused with it.

Immortal Lord Chang Li suddenly spread his five fingers, and the fire dragon exploded from the inside out, breaking into countless sparks like a shower of fireworks.

In Master Ling Xiao’s startled gaze, Immortal Lord Chang Li gave a cold sneer, then turned his hand to strike back at him.

On the other side, Shen Dao Chen swung his long whip; the whip cut the air with a rustling hiss.

Daoist Wu Wei twisted his body and slipped right past him, even tossing out a line that begged for a beating: “You can’t catch me. I’m the nimble dog of the mountains!”

From the first exchange, Daoist Wu Wei had acted shameless and slippery. Knowing he could not meet Shen Dao Chen head on, he kept dodging every strike.

He looked old, yet his two legs moved fast.

Hearing his taunting “nyeh nyeh nyeh,” Shen Dao Chen grew more and more annoyed.

His eyes burned with anger until he could not think straight, while Daoist Wu Wei’s gaze turned crafty as he thought: [Great, a chance.]

Cane in hand, he flashed behind Shen Dao Chen and brought it down on the back of Shen Dao Chen’s head.

Daoist Wu Wei even added sound effects as he laughed like a bandit: “Bonk!”

Then he crowed: “This strike is for acting shameless at your age!”

“At your years already, and you still pick on a young miss,” he said with a snort.

He had not added spiritual power to that hit. The damage was low but the insult was high, done purely to vent for Shen Sang Ruo.

As the Sect Master of Flying Cloud Sect, when had Shen Dao Chen ever suffered such humiliation? Worse, the one humiliating him was Shen Sang Ruo’s new Sect Master, making his intent to protect her painfully obvious.

[Outrageous!] he thought, face flushed.

What happened between him and Shen Sang Ruo was a family matter. Since when did some random elder who popped up halfway get to point fingers?

To be scolded by Daoist Wu Wei in front of Shen Sang Ruo left him no fatherly pride to stand on.

He burst into a rage, the air pressure around him dropping as if the sky sank lower. He snapped his head around to strike back, but Daoist Wu Wei had already slipped far away.

Shen Dao Chen roared in fury and whipped out his long lash to chase: “Mind your own business!”

Both sides fought like mad, each wishing to leave the other dead on the arena.

Even cultivators watching from far away could feel their thick hostility, even killing intent. Thunderous booms rolled again and again in everyone’s ears.

People in the stands muttered in shock: “Aren’t elder bouts supposed to stop on contact? Why do Flying Cloud Sect and Ninghua Sect look like enemies who met on a narrow road?”

Someone added: “Do they have some deep feud? This is too much. I’ve never seen Sect Masters and Elders fight like this in front of so many people.”

The earlier matches had been normal, but this one was completely different.

Another voice argued: “Ninghua Sect is going way too hard just to chase first place. I think second is already fine. Fighting like this is pointless. Master Ling Xiao’s team still has stronger base power than them.”

Some felt Ninghua Sect was overreaching for first. Since it was their first time joining the grand meet, it was understandable if they could not hold back.

But why was Flying Cloud Sect acting out of character too? They had joined the meet many times. They should not be going crazy together with Ninghua Sect.

Aside from Sect Masters and elders from top sects like Heavenly Sword Sect, who more or less knew the reason, everyone else was puzzled.

So people simply stopped guessing. The fiercer the match, the happier they were to watch, and the more they could learn.

A full-force fight between six Divine Transformation Stage cultivators was not something you got to see every day.

In the Flying Cloud Sect prep area, Feng He Yun and the others wore ugly expressions.

They also knew why both sides had gone all out.

They never imagined that the elders of the sect Shen Sang Ruo joined would be this strong.

They had thought she jumped into a fire pit, but reality slapped them hard across the face.

This was not good news for them.

[Can Shen Sang Ruo still come back?] The thought made Wen Xuan’s palm sweat. His Adam’s apple bobbed and his mind turned into a mess.

They had never panicked like this before.

Bai Mu Mu watched Immortal Lord Chang Li and the others fighting on stage, a shadow flashing through her eyes.

She had underestimated them.

What made her even more bitter was that Master Ling Xiao and Shen Dao Chen actually cared so much about Shen Sang Ruo.

Lu Shi Qing looked toward the Ninghua Sect prep area. Under his tightly drawn brows burned a pair of stubborn, obsessive eyes.

He locked his gaze on that slender figure, jealous and unwilling.

There, Shen Sang Ruo pressed her lips while watching the arena; she cheered whenever Immortal Lord Chang Li and the others landed a clean hit, and she laughed out loud at Daoist Wu Wei’s sneak attacks.

She knew they were venting for her, and [a warm feeling spread through her chest].

All her attention was on Immortal Lord Chang Li’s trio. The people of Flying Cloud Sect were like air to her.

But every cheer from her made Shen Dao Chen and Master Ling Xiao’s faces turn a shade darker.

Su Xi Yu leaned close to comfort her: “Junior Sister, don’t be nervous. Master and the others will be fine.”

They knew Immortal Lord Chang Li and the rest were fighting with their lives on the line. They worried for them, yet also understood that this fight had to be fought.

Shen Sang Ruo made a face like she was in pain and joked: “Senior Sister, you should relax too. You’re about to crush my arm.”

Su Xi Yu hurried to let go and said, embarrassed: “Sorry, Junior Sister.”

Song Wei Yan patted Su Xi Yu’s shoulder and said: “Xiyu, our Junior Sister is calmer than you. Stop fretting.”

The battle still looked locked, but it was obvious now that Ninghua Sect’s Daoist Wu Wei and Immortal Maiden Azure Luan were starting to run out of strength.

The gap in cultivation was showing.

Ye Huai frowned and said: “The momentum is tilting.”

Shen Sang Ruo’s voice sank as she said: “We can’t keep fighting like this. Change the plan, and we might still have a chance.”

On the arena, Immortal Lord Chang Li’s trio understood this clearly.

Immortal Lord Chang Li had been holding off the toughest opponent, Master Ling Xiao, by himself and could not spare a hand. Without him, one strike from Master Ling Xiao would knock Immortal Maiden Azure Luan and Daoist Wu Wei off the stage.

Immortal Maiden Azure Luan and Daoist Wu Wei looked at each other and read the same resolve in each other’s eyes.

In the next instant, gales exploded around Immortal Maiden Azure Luan. Elder Fu narrowed his eyes, already ready to respond with full strength.

But after she cast Wind Domain, Immortal Maiden Azure Luan turned in a flash of blue light and shot straight toward Shen Dao Chen.

Elder Fu’s face changed as he shouted: “Not good!” He rushed to block, but the Wind Domain tangled his steps.

By the time he broke through, Immortal Maiden Azure Luan and Daoist Wu Wei had already driven Shen Dao Chen to the very edge of the arena.