Xianxia: I Can Download Full-Rank Capabilities

Chapter 67

Wang Cang attacked three times in a row, forcing Zhou Tang into a dangerous situation.

In the fourth attack, Wang Cang broke through the spiritual power of protector Zhou Tang.

In the fifth attack, Wang Cang directly sent Zhou Tang's weapon flying. He kicked Zhou Tang's chest and sent him flying, slamming hard into the protective shield.

"The third match, Wang Cang won!"

The referee announced as he looked at Wang Cang a few more times. He thought that it was indeed not bad for an outer sect disciple to possess such strength. He will definitely enter the top 30 rankings. As an outer sect disciple, it should be good enough for him to feel proud.

After defeating a prominent family disciple, Zhou Tang, in five steps, Wang Cang looked at Victor proudly, with a hint of arrogance and provocation in his eyes.

The duel between them will begin soon.

Victor just smiled and said nothing. He glanced at the competition schedule. There were less than ten matches left, and their duel was about to begin.

The spirit fruits of the Xuanming Sect, especially after such a huge change in the world, would definitely be very useful to cultivators who swallowed them for the first time. He was looking forward to it.

"Fourth match, Victor versus Qi Xian!"

This is Victor's first game. His opponent, Qi Xian, was from the Peak Spirit Spell of the Heavenly Sword Mountain. He was ranked around 40 in the previous stage.

According to the interface, Qi Xian's cultivation level was at the ninth level of the spirit gathering realm, which was equal to his cultivation level. However, his spirit root was a mixed spirit root, meaning that he was a disciple with ordinary talent. For him to obtain such a result, he was definitely not a simple opponent.

In the main hall.

Ye Lingyun was watching the match from afar. Until now, Victor was the disciple who best matched the predictions of the first elder. He was not old, around 15 or 16 years old, and his cultivation level was at the ninth level of the spirit gathering realm.

Ye Lingyun was just waiting for Victor to show his skills. If it was a wood attribute skill, then the chosen one would definitely be him. After all, the young man in the prophecy was the favored son of a god with heavenly spiritual roots.

The strength of Victor's opponent is also decent and arguably balanced. They're just waiting for Victor's answer.

In the arena, a strange sword appeared in Qi Xian's hands. It was a blunt sword, with no sharp edges on either side. This sword is thick and heavy. It was more like a black ruler. Many strange spell scripts were carved on the ruler, emitting a dim light.

Qi Xian did not treat Victor as an opponent at all. He was a genius who could fight beyond his level. He would only treat the opponent seriously only if his opponent was outside the tenth level of the spirit gathering realm. The type of opponent who had the same level of cultivation as him, all he needed was one move to defeat them.

"Huh?"

Before Qi Xian could finish his words, he saw that Victor had closed his eyes.

What the hell is he doing? Is he looking down on me?

Qi Xian frowned. He originally planned to defeat Victor with just one move, but now that he saw that Victor did not take him seriously, he had to teach Victor a lesson.

"Let the game begin!"

As soon as the referee finished his sentence, Qi Xian unsheathed the sword like a ruler. Countless spells flowed on the sword, colorful and strange.

However, the moment Qi Xian used it, this strange spell would turn into a sharp weapon that could kill people.

Qi Xian continued to hold the sword and gradually approached Victor. The script flew in all directions towards Victor and floated in the air, forming a strange spell.

Compared to Qi Xian's series of actions, Victor slowly opened his eyes.

"explosion!"

A powerful pressure emerged from the thin air like an invisible mountain. It descended from the sky and instantly destroyed all the spells.

Qi Xian saw sword light flashed before his eyes, and his body suddenly shook. His pupils lost focus, and his body fell limp to the ground.

Victor turned around and walked down the stage. Those who sat around the stage watching the match were instantly dumbfounded.

"Huh? What the hell is going on?"

"Could he attack too fast and not be able to see clearly?"

“He did not move. He fell just by looking!”

"How is that possible?"

Since this was a group competition, and there were no Sword Control Peak disciples in the eighth division where Victor was located, there were not many spectators around. Most of the spectators were disciples who did not participate in the competition and their cultivation realm was not high, therefore, no one could understand the mystery behind it.

"This is actually the power of the sword?"

Ye Lingyun frowned. The first elder did not mention that the chosen one could use the power of the sword.

He expected Victor to use wood-type spiritual power or wind-type movement techniques, but he did not expect Victor to defeat his opponent just by using sword force. It seemed that his sword force was definitely not low and could finish the battle in an instant.

However, this skill should not be the strongest.

"I understand. The disciple from the outside world who caused a commotion a few days ago should have been him. ”

In the contestant area, a woman with an unfathomable aura said casually while eating dessert.

He had an unpleasant behavior, he even crossed his legs. It seemed that he did not care about this match at all.

Women who eat dessert have a right to be proud. His cultivation had reached the 12th level spirit gathering realm, and he was the core disciple of the Illusory Sword Peak of the Heavenly Sword Mountain. She is also one of the main contestants in the eighth competition zone.

The strength of the Heavenly Sword Mountain core disciples was very different from that of ordinary disciples. Core disciples had good talent to begin with, and with sufficient cultivation resources, their strength was often several times higher than ordinary disciples.

"What's? Brother interested in this child?”

Next to the woman, a young man holding a fruit plate was attentively staring at her.

“She is not worthy of my interest. I happen to know some sword techniques, so I can use them to practice. ”

“Big sister, you think too much about it. He was only a disciple of the outer sect, and his cultivation was on the same level as me. If you use the Phantom Sword Dance to fight against him. It will really be in vain.”

The young man took the opportunity to suck it up. This young man was just an ordinary disciple from the Peak Illusory Sword of the Heavenly Sword Mountain.

The resources that the Heavenly Sword Mountain gave to ordinary disciples were incomparable to core disciples. Many ordinary disciples chose to cling to the core disciples, hoping that they would benefit.

“Mmm, it's my turn.”

When the woman heard the referee call her, she stood up from her seat and walked onto the stage.

When he saw his opponent, his eyes immediately sparkled.

She was really lucky to have met a bit of beauty in the first round. His cultivation was not bad either.

“I'm Ji Mengyun from Illusionary Sword Peak. Little brother, do you want to admit your own defeat? Or should I ask you to admit defeat? ”Ji Mengyun said with a smile

…

Song Qianqian clenched her teeth. He had not expected to meet such a powerful opponent from the start.

"Qianqian, admit defeat!"

Under the stage, Victor shouted. Victor had analyzed the difference in combat power between the two. Ji Mengyun and Qianqian had similar talents and both had dual spirit roots. However, Ji Mengyun obviously had a lot of resources, otherwise, she would not be able to possess the strength as a level 12 spirit gathering realm cultivator at the age of 18.

Exhaling softly, Song Qianqian said somewhat reluctantly, "I admit defeat."

"Ji Mengyun won!"

The referee announced that he had lost the match without even fighting. Song Qianqian was a bit sad.