When the Sword Dragon took shape, Qian Duoduo felt a great sense of crisis in his heart.
That feeling was the same as when the Young Clan Chief Helou swung the blood-colored Magic Treasure to smash him.
If he couldn't withstand it, he would die!
A thought suddenly emerged in Qian Duoduo's mind: Since Nangong Nizi could use her Spiritual Awareness as a Magic Treasure, why couldn't he?
Spiritual Awareness could extend, so naturally, it could also contract and fold.
Biting down on the Qi Return Pill in his mouth, Qian Duoduo painstakingly folded his Spiritual Awareness layer by layer, stacking it into an invisible wall in front of him.
The difficulty of folding Spiritual Awareness far exceeded Qian Duoduo's imagination.
Instantly, sweat poured down Qian Duoduo's body like rain.
His hands and feet also trembled uncontrollably.
The fully focused Qian Duoduo could no longer see that on the viewing platform of the Purple Firmament Great Hall, Sect Leader Niu Jinshui and Palace Lords Tang Honggong and Chu Wannian had already stood up.
Palace Lord Zhangzuo Dajiu was already prepared to act.
Nangong Nizi pointed at Qian Duoduo and repeatedly said, "Impossible, this is unreasonable! He stole my technique!"
When the Sword Dragon let out a dragon's roar, Qian Duoduo unconsciously squeezed the hilt of his Golden Rooster Sword, emitting a Spirit Chicken's cry.
Spirit Chicken, Little Phoenix!
After Qian Duoduo's Spirit Chicken cry, two phoenix cries came from Mengyuan Mountain, as if supporting this side.
Those two phoenix cries were from Luan Phoenix and Azure Phoenix.
In a flash, the Sword Dragon charged in front of Qian Duoduo, first colliding with Qian Duoduo's Spiritual Awareness wall.
Qian Duoduo's head immediately throbbed with intense pain, as if he had been struck by a giant hammer.
Under the impact, the Spiritual Awareness wall teetered precariously.
Qian Duoduo knew that as long as he withdrew his Spiritual Awareness, this sharp pain would disappear.
However, he couldn't! Even if his Spiritual Awareness was just a clod of earth, it had to bury the Sword Dragon.
At the same time, Qian Duoduo swung his Golden Rooster Sword, slashing at the Sword Dragon that was blocked by the Spiritual Awareness wall.
The Sword Dragon extended its Dragon Claw, blocking Qian Duoduo's sword.
But one of the scales on its Dragon Claw also fell off. That was one of the Sword Qi strands, which had been chipped by the Golden Rooster Sword earlier.
Again! Qian Duoduo endured the severe pain and slashed at the Sword Dragon's head, sword after sword.
Suddenly, Qian Duoduo felt a wetness in his ears, eyes, and nose.
He was bleeding!
"Go!" Qian Duoduo roared.
Profound green Spiritual Qi surged from his main meridian, pouring into the Golden Rooster Sword, and fiercely slashed onto the Dragon Claw.
"Bang!"
One Dragon Claw was severed by Qian Duoduo.
With one Dragon Claw missing, the Sword Dragon could no longer block Qian Duoduo's sword.
Qian Duoduo channeled all his spiritual power and stabbed his sword into the Sword Dragon's throat.
That was precisely where the core of the sword array lay.
With a "ding," a sword flower spun, transforming into a Dragon scale, blocking the spot.
Qian Duoduo squeezed the sword hilt with force, and the sword tip emitted a sharp Sword Qi, shattering the Dragon scale.
"Puff," the Golden Rooster Sword plunged into the Dragon's neck.
The Sword Dragon stiffened all over.
Nangong Qinglong's fingers twitched incessantly, conjuring One sword flowers.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the Sword Dragon's gradual disintegration.
"Thud," the great sword fell to the ground.
Nangong Qinglong spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, struggling to stand up, and kicked the great sword with his toe.
With the great sword in hand, he was about to charge over again.
The moment the Sword Dragon was dealt with, Qian Duoduo's headache immediately vanished.
He held the Golden Rooster Sword, which emitted a golden light, and charged towards Nangong Qinglong.
"Qinglong, that's enough. Come back."
As Chu Wannian spoke, he waved his palm, and Qian Duoduo and Nangong Qinglong instantly couldn't advance another inch.
Chu Wannian cupped his hands towards Sect Leader Niu Jinshui, "Wen'an Peak has lost."
Hearing the Palace Lord admit defeat, Nangong Qinglong's body went limp. He leaned on his great sword, barely managing to stand on the Martial Arts Stage.
Qian Duoduo reached up and touched his ear; his fingers were indeed stained with fresh blood.
Just then, Lei Hong cupped his fists to Qian Duoduo from below the stage, "Brother Jin, are you interested in a friendly spar? A purely friendly match."
Qian Duoduo felt a little nauseous hearing the word "friendly."
"Lei Hong," Chu Wannian called out sternly, "Jin Buhuan has just fought two intense matches, it's not suitable for him to fight again. We'll talk about it later."
Lei Hong still looked at Qian Duoduo, whispering, "Brother Bu Huan, how about it? You've only fought two matches, there's still one more. You can rest for a while, and we'll fight after you recover."
For the sake of a fight, even though his cultivation was higher and he was older than Qian Duoduo, he actually called him Brother Bu Huan.
Qian Duoduo couldn't help but smile wryly; encountering such a warmonger was truly speechless.
Seeing that Qian Duoduo didn't nod, Lei Hong turned back to Nangong Nizi and Nangong Qinglong and said, "Come over and beg Senior Brother Bu Huan with me, let me have a good fight with him."
This was even more excessive. Not only calling him 'Brother,' but also 'Senior Brother.'
Nangong Nizi and Nangong Qinglong wore mournful expressions, frowning, but under Lei Hong's long-standing authority, they had no choice but to cup their fists to Qian Duoduo, "We beg Senior Brother Bu Huan."
Niu Jinshui, Tang Honggong, and Chu Wannian exchanged glances but didn't speak to stop them further.
"If you win against me, the Disciples of Wen'an Peak will follow Senior Brother Bu Huan's lead from now on," Lei Hong pleaded in a low voice.
Qian Duoduo couldn't help but laugh, "What do I want that for?"
"Then you tell me, what will it take for you to fight me? As long as you fight me, you can make me do anything."
Qian Duoduo sat down cross-legged, tilted his head back, and drank a bottle of Spirit Liquid. He said to Lei Hong, "If I win, you just need to retract one sentence you said before."
"Which sentence was not good, making Senior Brother unhappy?"
"In the face of strength, everything is fleeting; Artifact Refining is ultimately a minor Dao."
The last time the three from Wen'an Peak went to the Tiger Garden, this sentence was what angered Qian Duoduo the most.
Lei Hong wiped his face with his hand, "So it was that sentence. If Senior Brother wins against me, I will admit my mistake to Senior Brother and make Artifact Refining the top priority for Wen'an Peak Disciples."
Chu Wannian coughed twice again when he heard this.
Lei Hong's words implied that he, Lei Hong, was the Palace Lord of Wen'an Peak. If he, Lei Hong, was, then what was Chu Wannian doing?
However, Lei Hong seemed not to have heard the two coughs. He waved his hand and tossed a bottle of Medicinal Pill to Qian Duoduo, "Instant Recovery Pill."
Qian Duoduo reached out and took it. He opened the cap, and inside was indeed a reddish-pink Medicinal Pill.
The Instant Recovery Pill was a mid-grade second-rank Medicinal Pill, costing over a hundred thousand gold coins per pill.
Not to mention Cultivators in the Qi Condensation Realm, even Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm, if they took one, any lack of Spiritual Qi or internal injuries could be instantly recovered.
Lei Hong's generosity was truly impressive.
"Cough." Chu Wannian's pharyngitis probably flared up, as he kept coughing.
Qian Duoduo flicked his fingertip, returning the Instant Recovery Pill to Lei Hong. "Thank you. I have my own."
After taking a Qi Return Pill and resting for a while, Qian Duoduo felt his Spiritual Qi replenished and his Spiritual Awareness recovered. He cupped his fists towards below the stage, "Please, Senior Brother Lei, come up."
Lei Hong was first delighted, then his expression turned stern, and a surge of Evil Qi erupted from his spine.
With every step he took, the Evil Qi intensified.
By the time he reached the Martial Arts Stage, his eyes were already bloodshot, and his hands and feet were covered in clusters of Evil Qi.
"Fight!" Lei Hong roared fiercely.
With that shout, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky.
When the lightning connected with the Evil Qi, the Evil Qi transformed into a suit of silver battle armor, and Lei Hong's two massive fists were covered in a layer of sharp spikes.
"Battle Intent Lightning Fist!" Palace Lord Zhangzuo Dajiu's startled cry reached Qian Duoduo's ears.
"The Sect's third Mystic Art, he actually comprehended it. Lucky fellow," Sect Leader Niu Jinshui sighed.
"He only comprehended it a year ago. He was sealing his cultivation and in seclusion, fully preparing for his Foundation Establishment battle, but I forcibly called him out. This time, I've lost both my wife and my army."
Chu Wannian was both proud and annoyed.
He was proud that his Disciple brought him honor, but annoyed that despite all his calculations, he still couldn't get a Tiger Cub.
"Be careful, Senior Brother Bu Huan!"
After Lei Hong spoke, he suddenly thrust out a punch with his right hand.
Behind him, a phantom of a Thunder God actually appeared.
The Thunder God held a silver wedge in his left hand and a silver hammer in his right. When Lei Hong threw his punch, the Thunder God's silver hammer struck the silver wedge, emitting a loud bang.
A silver fist force then surged directly towards Qian Duoduo's face.
