Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 298 Taking the Stage
It was the first time that Yang Qian saw a fight between cultivators, but the situation was actually not much different from what he had imagined.

It can't compare to the killing scene between the evil monks in Jizhou City, and it looks too simple.

After stepping onto the stage, both sides began to use their skills and then used magic to start fighting each other.

Those who couldn't hold back would start to dodge in a clumsy way, while those who had the upper hand would start to chase and smash, and the two sides would chase each other. And because of the spiritual spring under the ring, both sides could get a great supplement of their consumption, which dragged the fight that could have been decided quickly into another situation, and the means visible to the naked eye became more and more fierce.

After watching three fights in a row, Yang Qian was certain in his heart that these fights were all done for ulterior motives. Under the guise of competing for places, they were actually a waste of resources.

After three rounds of fighting, the six young elite disciples from the six lower-level immortal sects were all seriously injured. Even if they won, they were over-exerted and their internal organs were severely damaged. Even if they lost, it was even worse. They fell to the ground and fell into a coma. In the end, they didn't even have time to say the word of surrender.

Seeing the sixth match, when the Wanshi Great Sect was eliminated, the situation immediately changed from the previous ones. Although both sides were at the Jindan stage and their fighting styles were similar to the previous matches, the power of their magic was much more powerful.

For the same magic technique, when used by disciples from small or middle-lower level sects, the power is less than 70% of that when used by disciples from large sects.

In this case, even with the spiritual spring as a supply, the difference in power resulted in a situation where the two had similar cultivation levels but were overwhelmingly strong. Not only was the winner decided quickly, but the loser was also half-disabled.

Wang Zhen and Xu Xiushan were already numb from watching this scene. The four disciples except Yang Qian were not surprised either. They just frowned and watched quietly. There was no anger on their faces, but a kind of determination?

Yang Qian had always seen this kind of resolute expression on the faces of the killers in the dark alleys on the streets, because these stinky people could only survive by fighting desperately.

“I didn’t expect that the immortal masters of the Immortal Sect were the same.” Yang Qian suddenly felt that the Immortal Sect seemed to be more down-to-earth.

"The eighth match, Five Thunder Palace versus Dusk Valley!"

Yang Qian smiled, bowed to Wang Zhen, Xu Xiushan and others on the cloud, then jumped down, summoned the oxtail knife in mid-air to fly, and landed on the stage in a moment.

When Yang Qian was seen stepping on the oxtail knife, his sensitive hearing even enabled him to hear laughter coming from the clouds around him.

"Tsk, he doesn't even have a flying shuttle? Fourth brother, you should equip him with one. He makes people around him look down on him." Wang Zhen's face looked unhappy.

"I told you, he doesn't want it."

"Hmm?" Wang Zhen was stunned at first, then he reacted and sneered, "You are quite calculating, worthy of being a man who often kills people. Do you think the dogs in Dusk Valley will suffer this time?"

Xu Xiushan also had a sneer on his face. He glanced at the group of people in black robes and white clouds above him, and then replied: "When Yang Qian first arrived in Fengbo City, he was provoked by the people of Mugu. He wanted to kill them at that time, but was stopped."

"Oh? But so many days have passed, and now that he knows Dusk Valley's background, can he still do it?"

"Based on my understanding of him, he will kill anyone who offends him. Third Elder, just wait and see."

As he was speaking, a black-robed monk landed in front of Yang Qian.

"Have we met before?"

Yang Qian curled his lips, put the oxtail knife back into the storage bag, and began to make seals with both hands. Thunder energy surged from his body instantly. At the same time, there was a smile on his face. Have you seen him before? Of course I have seen him before. The man in front of me was one of the two people who provoked Yang Qian five days ago.

Above, Xu Xiushan and Wang Zhen were dumbfounded as they looked at the ring.

"What is Yang Qian doing? Why is he putting away the knife?!"

"What does this kid want to do?"

The first reaction of the two was that Yang Qian was crazy? Facing the disciples of the Wanshi Sect, he was not prepared to use a knife? !
In the arena.

"Aha! I remember now, you are the idiot that I kicked around like a ball a few days ago! Haha, it seems like we are destined to meet! I kicked you around like a ball before, and now you want to fight me in the ring again. Don't worry, I will completely destroy you later so that you won't have to meet me again in the future."

Yang Qian ignored him. He was not used to talking nonsense to his opponent. Although he kept chattering, his hands were not vague. With the magic weapon in his hand, green streams of light lingered and flashed, and after a moment, they gathered into a giant python that looked like a living thing.

The giant python was as thick as a waist, and after it appeared, it was obviously absorbing the spiritual energy overflowing from the surroundings, and it was visibly expanding.
The snake hummed. Yang Qian recognized the opponent's method.

Just after deciding to compete with Mu Gu, Xu Xiushan told Yang Qian about Mu Gu's several methods in the Jindan stage, among which the focus was on the Spirit Snake Chant.

It is a dual-qi technique that combines wood and earth. It not only takes into account the strength and firmness of earth, but also the "nourishing" characteristics of wood. It can absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to a certain extent to grow stronger and repair itself. In this special arena, it is like a fish in water.

As for flexibility, as long as the feet are on the ground, the Spirit Snake Yin is as flexible as a fish in water!

The Soul Snake Chant is generally invincible in the same realm, and even disciples from the same Wanshi Sect would find it difficult to deal with it.

After calling out the spirit snake chant, the contempt on the face of the black-robed Mugu disciple turned cruel, thinking that he would use the spirit snake to bite Yang Qian's limbs and dantian into pieces. Who made Yang Qian a member of the Five Thunder Palace? It was obviously just a low-level sect, but it had always been so active in recent years, opposing the Immortal Alliance everywhere.

Yang Qian held his hand seals motionless. If it weren't for the strange and dense thunder energy surrounding him, he would have looked as if he was frightened.

Wang Zhen on Tengyun turned his head and looked at Xu Xiushan, asking in disbelief: "This kid seems to be pinching the Heavenly Thunder Seal? Am I seeing right? Can a Jindan Realm cultivator pinch the Heavenly Thunder Seal? And one in each hand? How can his body withstand it?"

"I, I..." Xu Xiushan opened his mouth and found that he couldn't explain it. He was even more surprised than Wang Zhen.

Because the Heavenly Thunder Seal that Wang Zhen mentioned is a method in "Thunderous Law - Part 1", and it is one of the last few great methods.

It had only been a few days since Yang Qian received the "Thundering Law - Part 1"
Does this monster have to be so scary?!

The Mugu disciples on the stage obviously did not recognize the strange handprints on Yang Qian's hands like Wang Zhen and Xu Xiushan did. The cruel smile on his face remained, but seeing that Yang Qian was silent, he lost interest. With a thought, the huge green snake roared and pounced towards Yang Qian fiercely, at a speed that was almost instantaneous.

But just when the green snake was about to bite Yang Qian's head, accompanied by a loud bang, Yang Qian's figure blurred, leaving an afterimage and disappeared on the spot.

In an instant, when Yang Qian reappeared, he was already behind the Dusk Valley disciples.
(End of this chapter)