Immortal Father - Chapter 36.2 - Seeking Humiliation and Getting Humiliation
In the audience, Mu Ningning was so nervous that she almost crushed the scabbard in her hand. She held her breath and stared at Li Ping’an’s figure.
The True Immortals of Rosy Cloud Peak on all four sides of the arena had already stood up and looked at the arena with frowns.
The immortals in the sect didn’t stop the two disciples from fighting. It was an unwritten rule to settle personal grudges on the arena. If young disciples did not have any courage, the sect would be finished sooner or later.
As long as one of the two sides lost, the four True Immortals would immediately protect them.
Judging from the momentum of the battle, Wang Zaizhi was naturally stronger.
Wang Zaizhi’s cultivation level had an absolute advantage, and he didn’t show any mercy. He activated his talismans with all his might and bombarded Li Ping’an indiscriminately.
Li Ping’an used several exquisite steps. He walked the five elements, stepped on the six lights, and crossed the seven stars, dodging all the attacks thrown by Wang Zaizhi, leaving behind paper talismans wherever he went.
Both sides were good at using talismans, but their usage was completely different. Li Ping’an mainly used talismans to conserve his magic power, while Wang Zaizhi used talismans to increase the power of his spells and techniques.
Li Ping’an feigned an attack.
As expected, Wang Zaizhi took the bait. He charged at Li Ping’an with a shining immortal treasure longsword in his hand.
Wang Zaizhi wanted to end the battle quickly. He was at the ninth level of the Void Refinement realm against the fifth level of the Light Condensation realm. If he couldn’t win quickly, how could he have the face to raise his head in front of his fellow disciples?
Not to mention, for today’s battle, he had obtained many treasures a few days ago, and even his robe was an immortal treasure!
Li Ping’an, who was attacking forward, suddenly leaned to the side and pressed his left hand down in the air. The many yellow paper talismans that he had left all over the arena exploded at the same time!
The entire arena was instantly covered by clouds, and Wang Zaizhi crashed into them!
Spear array!
Wang Zaizhi only had an instant chance to escape from the spear array, but he couldn’t grasp it because of the contempt in his heart. When he wanted to turn around and fight back, rapid spear whistles rang out around him.
It was completely different from when Li Ping’an fought before.
There were dozens of spear shadows shooting at the same time!
Compared to the previous battles, the power of Li Ping’an’s spear array had increased several times!
Even though Wang Zaizhi’s Dao Body was sturdy and he was wearing an immortal robe, he was not a body cultivator like Yu Yingshu. At this moment, he could only use his magic power to activate the pagoda to sprinkle immortal light to protect himself.
He was taking a beating.
But in this way, although Wang Zaizhi blocked all the spear shadows flying over, he couldn’t directly negate the force of the spear shadows and was suppressed by the spear array to the point of being unable to counterattack.
Wang Zaizhi quickly discovered that the surrounding clouds began to have the effect of a bewildering array. When he spread his spiritual sense, he couldn’t see anything at all.
He couldn’t capture Li Ping’an’s shadow at all!
Wang Zaizhi was suppressed in the clouds, so he couldn’t see the full scene of the arena.
The immortals of the Myriad Cloud Sect watching from all directions had colorful expressions on their faces.
It couldn’t be helped. A total of eighteen phantoms appeared in the spear array set up by Li Ping’an!
He was only at the Light Condensation realm, but he had clearly cultivated Cloud Mimicry, one of the most difficult immortal spells of the Myriad Cloud Sect, to such a high level!
And Li Ping’an had been cultivating for…
… merely three years.
…
Seeing someone provoking his son, Li Dazhi almost rushed onto the stage just now. But the sect master stopped him in time and made him watch the battle on the stage obediently.
As a result, Li Dazhi didn’t hear the greetings of the sect masters of the friend sects.
A sect master asked, “Is this the son of Fellow Daoist Dazhi?”
“To be able to practice this secret technique of the Myriad Cloud Sect to this extent at such a young age, the Myriad Cloud Sect has another great talent!”
“Although his aptitude is insufficient, his comprehension ability can make up for it. Wonderful.”
“Everyone, you flatter us.” The Myriad Cloud Sect Master narrowed his eyes and smiled. “Ping’an’s aptitude isn’t good, but his comprehension ability is quite powerful. He’s also an immortal seedling that the sect focuses on nurturing. His cultivation level isn’t high, so this offensive won’t last long.”
The immortal experts of the East Continent sitting nearby remembered the name ‘Ping’an’ at the same time.
Li Dazhi didn’t pay attention to the surrounding situation and kept staring at the stage. F*ck! I really didn’t expect these old immortals to be so shameless! Since they can’t deal with me, they’ll deal with my son!
If Ping’an’s skin is scratched, I will definitely… I can’t defeat those people now, so I can only cry to Master.
Not far away, Immortal Qingsu, who had been cultivating, opened her eyes. She quietly watched the battle below and kept pinching her fingers to deduce.
She was calculating how long it would take for Li Ping’an’s magic power to run out.
Li Ping’an’s forced use of immortal spells consumed a lot of his magic power.
However, the fighting effects were indeed pleasing to the eye.
Eighteen cloud phantoms danced wildly with spears in their hands. The disciple who spoke rudely couldn’t fight back at all. Although he had the pagoda and immortal robe to protect himself, his qi and blood were still shaken from the beating, and his face and ears were red. He was in a very difficult situation.
How should my disciple win? The differences in cultivation level and magic power are too great. If this momentum passes, it will probably be difficult to continue. Qingsu held her chin and pondered quietly.
At this moment, Li Ping’an’s shout suddenly came from the arena. “Master!”
All eyes gathered on Qingsu.
Qingsu didn’t notice them as she stood up and looked at the arena. Her clear and cold voice spread everywhere. “What’s wrong?”
Li Ping’an’s loud voice sounded left and right in the clouds. “Although I’m not at a disadvantage now, I’m really angry. Can I use more than three techniques to defeat the enemy?!”
Qingsu nodded slightly. “Yes.”
“Thank you, Master! Then I won’t show any mercy to this senior brother!”
Li Ping’an shouted very loudly.
This was naturally his psychological attack to humiliate Wang Zaizhi.
Wang Zaizhi was truly furious. He roared, and his magic power trembled. His Dao Body swelled, and he rushed straight into the air with the pagoda above him. All the magic power in his body erupted violently.
At this moment, he was like an arrow shooting down the ten suns!
But after rushing out of the clouds, Wang Zaizhi was stunned.
Talismans.
A hundred and fifty feet above the ground, some clouds instantly evaporated, and 360 green talismans shimmered slightly. Under the contrast of the stars in the sky, they had a unique sense of liveliness.
In the clouds below, eighteen phantoms crushed their cloud spears at the same time. Their movements were uniform as they formed talisman control hand seals!
Brilliant flames erupted from the hundreds of talismans at the same time. The flames turned into fire eagles all over the sky that swooped at Wang Zaizhi!
Talismans form an array!
Wang Zaizhi’s body was submerged in flames, and he was forced down again as he roared impotently against the pagoda.
This group of fire eagles almost instantly evaporated the clouds, and water vapor rose into the sky.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The eighteen phantoms condensed from an immortal spell exploded at the same time!
But Li Ping’an’s true body was not in the arena!
Chanting suddenly resounded in the air.
Li Ping’an was standing on a scabbard a thousand feet above the ground with his hands behind his back. He looked down at Wang Zaizhi, who was being suppressed by the talisman array on the stage.
Behind Li Ping’an were six ring-shaped storage magic artifacts lined, and streams of starlight began to fly out.
Then the stars fell onto the arena!
They were flying swords, flying sabers, long needles, meteor hammers, nunchucks… There were all kinds of weapons and hidden weapons, totaling five hundred of them!
A total of five hundred magic artifacts!
These magic artifacts had a few common characteristics.
For example, they were all ordinary magic artifacts, but they were crafted very neatly and of good quality.
Another example was that every magic artifact was inlaid with a spirit stone the size of a fingernail, and the inside of these spirit stones seemed to be engraved with simple restrictions. They were already quite unstable at this moment as they floated densely around Wang Zaizhi and kept trembling.
Talisman array, artifact array.
This kind of attack method that didn’t consume too much magic power was Li Ping’an’s only way to win today.
Li Ping’an glanced at Elder Bi, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and said calmly, “Master of Wang Zaizhi, don’t worry. I have discretion.”
With that, he pressed his left hand down, pointed his five fingers at Wang Zaizhi from afar, and clenched his fist gracefully.
Myriad Artifact Spirit Explosion!