Chapter 73: Xingyun Duel, is there another master?
After nine transformations of Yin Feng magic, Zhao Xing’s confidence doubled.

Originally he did not expect to be able to grab the first few incense sticks, but now, he has a certain degree of confidence.

"The temple gate is about to open, so hurry up and recover your energy."

Zhao Xing quickly took out three Juyuan Pills from the Wenzhu box and swallowed them. Then he bit into a Tianyuan Pear, and his face suddenly turned rosy.

When his strength had recovered by more than half, he glanced at the sundial.

"It is already 6:15 PM. There are only 2:15 left before the temple gate opens."

Zhao Xing glanced at the Temple of Heaven Square and found that Shen Zhui had not arrived yet.

"I don't know what happened to him. The second night's competition for incense was delayed."

"Hopefully it's a good thing."

On the first night, he did not come to compete for the first incense, but hid in the cave and took the red fruit to break through.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xing walked to the other side of the square.

"Master Zong."

Zong Shichang was discussing with the person next to him, and was annoyed at someone interrupting him. When he saw it was Zhao Xing, his frown relaxed immediately and he said with a smile, "What's wrong with you? You look a little weak after just a short while?"

The magic of all methods allowed Zhao Xing's Yin Feng to be directly upgraded from the entry level to the ninth level, but it also consumed a lot of his energy, mainly his strength and spirit. After this violent training, the fluctuations were huge, making Zhao Xing look a little listless.

Zhao Xing ignored Zong Shichang's teasing and went straight to the point: "How about we go to the temple to compete for the first incense stick?"

Zong Shichang was troubled when he heard this, and whispered, "To be honest, I am willing, but the people I have brought together can only protect me, not you. Please allow me to ask."

Zhao Xing nodded. Zong Shichang was only at the fourth level of Ju Yuan. It was ridiculous to let such a playboy make the decisions in battle.

If Zong Shichang could make the decision directly, Zhao Xing would turn around and leave, which would be treating his life as a joke.

Zong Shichang turned around and whispered to the crowd.

There were about seventeen or eighteen people gathered around him.

The first echelon, of course, consists of the three eighth-level Juyuan masters, who were hired by his father.

Since it is an invitation, Zong Shichang cannot order them around. For most actions, Zong Shichang needs to listen to the opinions of the masters.

Zong Shichang also knows clearly that he would never be an outsider guiding insiders.

The second echelon has five people who are at the seventh level of Ju Yuan. They are relatively young and are young talents from Nanyang County. They are considered to be Zong Shichang’s personal connections. They have agreed to act together, but there is no master-servant relationship, just cooperation.

The third echelon is the fifth and sixth level Juyuan, who were recruited by Zong Shichang with money. This group of people actually listen to Zong Shichang.

Zong Shichang himself was a cheerful person, and he had no objection to Zhao Xing joining.

The more people there are, the better. He wishes everyone in the Temple of Heaven Square would come to his place to have some fun!
But he knew the importance of the matter and felt that it was unlikely that Zhao Xing would join. After all, Si Nong himself had little combat power, and in his impression, Zhao Xing's rank was not high, at least Zong Shichang could not see that.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a tall and thin middle-aged man with four swords on his back spoke up: "Master Zong, I think we can let him join."

"Huh?" Zong Shichang was stunned and looked at the master 'Uncle Cang' invited by his father.

"Indeed, Lao Cang is right." Another middle-aged swordsman with a mole on the corner of his mouth also spoke up: "Young Master, you can also learn."

Zong Shichang was a little confused: "Uncle Cang, Uncle Hu, are you kidding? When I borrowed money just now, you two were not happy."

He was a little unsure and thought that these two were trying to trick him. Not only did they give him money, but they also wanted him to bring people with him. Don't you, Zong Shichang, have any idea?

"It's a different time now." Uncle Cang smiled and said, "Before he absorbs the third spiritual power, it can only be considered useful."

"But after absorbing the third spiritual power..." A strange light flashed in the eyes of the swordsman 'Uncle Tiger', "I actually felt a strong threat from this kid, a threat between life and death."

Two of the three masters agreed, and the remaining one did not speak.

Without saying anything, he indicated that he had no objection. Zong Shichang was surprised, but he immediately turned his head and said with a smile: "In fact, I have already seen it. You see, the two hundred silver notes I gave you before are reasonable!"

The three masters smiled but said nothing.

Did you see that?

You can't see anything! You are just wasting money!
"Ahem, I'll go talk to him right now." Seeing that no one was there to support him, Zong Shichang stopped bragging and turned around to Zhao Xing.

"Brother Zhao, I've got it all done. You'll join us in competing for incense in a while."

Zhao Xing actually heard everything, but he still gave a thumbs up: "Great, it has to be Master Zong."

"Hey, it's nothing." Zong Shichang felt relaxed all over, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"There's still some time. Can I explain it to you?"

"Okay." Zhao Xing listened attentively. He really didn't know much about these masters.

Zong Shichang stood beside Zhao Xing and pointed to a corner of the Temple of Heaven Square. "Do you see the man with the chrysanthemum face holding a feather fan? His name is Wen Zhao, ninth level of Ju Yuan, thirty-six years old this year, and he is an official in the Nanyang County Lidian."

"He is a practitioner of rituals, and is particularly good at 'Harmony Ceremony' and 'Fire Ceremony'."

"He won the fifth incense stick last night."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly. He also realized that this was a Li Xiu. It was this man who burned several of his straw figures when they entered the Temple of Heaven Square.

"The swordsman next to him is called Zhang Boran, and he is at the eighth level of Ju Yuan. He is his cousin, and he uses the third-level top-grade 'Tiger Ring Sword'. He is good at a mid-level secret technique called 'Tiger Evil Sword'."

"One of them is a scholar and the other is a warrior. They work very well together."

Zong Shichang moved his finger sideways and pointed in another direction: "The man wearing a straw raincoat and with a dusty head is called Cao Qiushui, and he is at the ninth level of Juyuan."

"He is also a minor official in the Ministry of Agriculture. He is the third youngest member of the direct line of the Cao family. He is also the third in strength. He is not as good as his eldest brother Cao Chunfang, nor as good as his seventh brother Cao Wangdong."

Zhao Xing raised his eyebrows: "The Cao family, are they descendants of the True Lord?"

Zong Shichang curled his lips and said, "He is indeed a descendant of Caoxi Zhenjun, but this bloodline has been around for thousands of years, so it's nothing special. As the saying goes, a weasel descends from Dou Chuzi."

Seeing that he didn't continue, Zhao Xing helplessly asked, "What do you mean?"

Zong Shichang laughed and said, "Each generation is worse than the last. In the past three hundred years, the Cao family has only produced one person from the fifth rank, and he was a loose rank."

Zhao Xing said: "You can't blame them for not working hard. It's really hard for aristocratic families to survive during this period."

Zong Shichang nodded and said, "Indeed, that person is too cruel and has been sucking the blood of the noble family..."

Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Don't go off topic. It's taboo."

Zong Shichang shut up, looked around, then his eyes lit up, pointed to the east side of the square and said, "She's coming."

"Who?"

"Du Jiaojiao, did you see the man with the gun? Yes, he was blocked by the woman with the Liuqin."

Zhao Xingshun looked over and saw Lu Qian and the woman holding Liuqin standing and chatting, and behind them there was a cute girl who was a head shorter than them.

But her gun was quite tall, probably almost four meters long.

"I see. As the name suggests, she is indeed quite petite... What are you laughing at?"

Before Zhao Xing finished speaking, he saw Zong Shichang holding his stomach and laughing secretly.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Zong Shichang patted his thigh and said, "Her name is Du Jiaojiao, but she is not petite. She is sitting down!"

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was stunned.

"Don't believe me? Let me show you." Zong Shichang picked up a stone from the ground and threw it over there. "Hey! Brother Du!"

The stone fell in front of the three girls. Lu Qian, who was talking, frowned. Seeing that it was Zong Shichang, she immediately scolded, "Zong Shiba, what are you doing, you ignorant bastard!"

Zong Shichang waved his hand and said, "Qianqian, you curse so beautifully~ Come on, call me twice more~"

Lu Qian was furious and rushed over: "Do you want to die?!"

At this time, Du Jiaojiao stood up and pulled her back: "Qianqian, don't bother with him."

"Hmph." Lu Qian glared at him viciously and sat down angrily.

Zong Shichang turned around and said, "Did you see it?"

Zhao Xing nodded: "I saw it, it's really amazing."

When Du Jiaojiao stood up, she was eight feet tall!

A rough estimate is that he is at least two meters forty-five!
She is extremely strong, but her face is cute and delicate. I didn't expect she is a 'King Kong Barbie'.

"No wonder they use such a long gun."

Zong Shichang said, "The Du family spear is very famous in Nanyang County. Her father can be regarded as the best spearman in Nanyang County. This woman also knows at least three intermediate secret skills. She got the second incense stick last night. If she hadn't come a little late, I'm afraid Yang Junxiong might not be able to defeat her."

When mentioning Yang Junxiong, Zong Shichang's tone also turned cold: "Yang Junxiong is the man riding the bamboo horse. He is the culprit that caused the death of my brother."

"Originally, there were three people in the ninth level of Ju Yuan, namely Hong Sihai, Dong Chuan, and Xiang Chenglin. They were quite powerful, but they were severely injured by Yang Junxiong yesterday and had to go down the mountain early, ending this mountain climbing trip."

Seriously injuring three ninth-level Juyuan masters? Zhao Xing was slightly surprised: "Could it be that Yang Junxiong has already entered the rank? Who is he?"

Only officials are allowed to go up the mountain during the three days, and officials are generally of low rank.

However, if there is an opportunity after going up the mountain, a breakthrough is possible.

"I don't know." Zong Shichang shook his head. "I haven't found out his origins yet. There are hundreds of counties in Nanyang County, and I don't know where this person came from."

"Damn it, he defeated so many people, he must have gained a lot of spiritual power. He is too strong, I can't take revenge on the mountain."

Zong Shichang was very angry, but once they got down the mountain, no one remembered anything.

Zhao Xing reminded him, "Brother, if he is originally at the ninth level of Ju Yuan and has obtained Ling Xiu, then you should not think about revenge for now. Saving your life is the most important thing."

"You still have to pray that he is not coming for you. Brother Wang's death was just something he did for no reason." "Forget it, let's not talk about him."

Zong Shichang opened the box in frustration. Maybe it was because he mentioned Yang Junxiong and got angry, or maybe it was because he was talking so much that his mouth was dry, but he took out the iced plum soup and took two big gulps.

Seeing that Zong Shichang had no interest in talking, Zhao Xing stopped asking questions and silently gathered strength, waiting for the temple door to open.

In the last quarter of an hour before the temple gates opened, there were fewer and fewer people in the Temple of Heaven Square.

Because it was already completely dark, the officials who did not have the ability of "clear night vision" had already withdrawn from the Temple of Heaven Square and stayed far away.

Although there were fewer people, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn, and the discussions became muted. As midnight approached, no one spoke anymore.

It just stared silently at the sundial pointer in the square, because it was about to leave the "stop war" area.

Some people couldn't stand this solemn atmosphere and chose to withdraw at the last moment.

The number of people in the square decreased by one third again.

Zhao Xing's eyes emitted a hint of green light in the darkness, and he was also staring at the pointer.

"clang!"

Suddenly, a heavy bell sound came from the temple in front.

And the pointer of the sundial also pointed to midnight!
In the midnight area, there are two words engraved: Only martial arts!

The temple gate opened, and ten golden light balls floated out from the gate.

That is the "incense" needed to worship in the temple!
The incense smoke floats in the sky above the Temple of Heaven Square, hanging in the air but not falling, like a bright lamp.

"Action!" Uncle Cang, who was beside Zong Shichang, shouted immediately.

"Shhhhh!"

Another 8th-level Ju Yuan 'Uncle Tiger' also quickly jumped into the air, trying to snatch the incense.

Only experts with sufficient confidence would dare to compete for the first wave of incense.

Although most of the others were tempted, they held back and did not take action.

Because in the moment of war, life and death are your own responsibility!
In the huge Temple of Heaven Square, only twenty-one people dared to jump to be the first to burn incense.

But this does not mean that the people on the ground are not taking any action.

The moment these twenty-one warriors jumped.

A voice came from the southeast of the square.

"In the use of etiquette, harmony is the most important!"

The voice was mellow, ringing directly beside people's ears, causing everyone to be momentarily dazed.

It was as if there was an old teacher with a crown and a belt on his head, giving earnest advice in my ears.

At this moment, the twenty-one warriors who had just jumped lost all their will to fight, twenty of them fell to the ground, and some even staggered and couldn't stand steadily after landing.

"Wen Zhao!" Uncle Cang roared unwillingly, and he and another person fell down involuntarily.

Only one silver spear broke through the air. Not only was it not affected, but it soared straight up and grabbed one of the incense sticks. It was Du Jiaojiao.

At the same time, the sound of horse hooves was heard from outside the square. A dark shadow, riding a bamboo horse, flew through the air, unaffected. He arrived later but was the first to arrive, and snatched the incense stick before Du Jiaojiao.

Then the remaining force continued and fell to the stone steps leading to the temple.

"Yang Junxiong!" Du Jiaojiao's voice was gentle, but full of fighting spirit. When she landed, her position was almost the same as Yang Junxiong's.

The stone steps do not allow many people to pass through, and whether you are the first to burn incense depends on who goes up first.

"Get out of here!" Yang Junxiong shouted angrily. He also used a gun, but his entire body was flaming red. His aura was so overwhelming that it seemed as if even his childhood sweetheart was covered with a layer of glow.

Even at such a distance, the roar still made the ears of people in the square hurt, but Du Jiaojiao was completely unaware of it.

"Intermediate secret technique, Lion's Roar?" Du Jiaojiao blocked Yang Junxiong with her spear, her eyes shining. "Let me get out of the way, that depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

These two people were the first to grab the incense, but the third person was Zhang Boran next to Wen Zhao, who was not affected because he jumped later.

But after he landed, he didn't dare to move forward.

Because Yang Junxiong and Du Jiaojiao blocked the way ahead, and he was only at the eighth level of Ju Yuan, he didn't dare to get closer.

Three incense sticks were snatched away, and a fight broke out in the square in an instant.

Wen Zhao released his suppression for just a moment because he wanted Zhang Boran to snatch it away.

"Xingyun!"

Zhao Xing stretched out his hand and pointed, and at the moment when midnight arrived, he immediately tried to prop up the clouds to cover the entire Temple of Heaven Square.

But before Xingyun, he actually took the lead in using [Cold Wind].

He let the cold wind surround himself, forming a barrier. Outside the cold wind, he used the wind-raising spell to form a second barrier.

After being tempered by the cold wind of the earth veins, the spiritual beauty of all things made his soul tough and difficult to be shaken. Therefore, he was little affected by Wen Zhao, but it was Yang Junxiong's lion roar that penetrated the wind wall.

The reason why it is a beat slow is mainly due to the characteristics of the spell. It takes time for the clouds to condense.

As soon as the first batch of warriors landed and Du Jiaojiao and Yang Junxiong were grabbing the incense, Zhao Xing's Xingyun was propped up in the square.

He must take the initiative, otherwise he will not be able to use the lightning and ice rain later, and may not be able to win the incense.

"Xingyun!"

Zhao Xing was not the only one who had the same idea. In the Temple of Heaven Square, eight other people also took action one after another, trying to take advantage of the situation.

Those who dare to take action in the first time period all have absolute confidence in their own magic.

The square is so small that it is impossible to accommodate so many clouds.

So the first collision happened.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Clouds collided, thunder roared, and for a moment the Temple of Heaven Square was illuminated.

Lian Wenzhao was also secretly shocked: "The Tianshi Ceremony is in such a mess. It seems that Cao Qiushui is not the only powerful figure in the post of Si Nong this time."

"Boom!"

On the west side of the square, Cao Qiu Shui, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, rolled like the surging river, forcibly pushing away the surrounding clouds.

Soon, three people were defeated in the half of the square where he was.

"Brother Cao's Flowing Cloud Technique has reached the fifth level. I admit I am inferior to him."

"Thank you, Brother Cao, for showing mercy."

"Humph, I'm not as skilled as you, so I have nothing to say."

"Thank you for giving way to me!" Cao Qiu Shui smiled and bowed towards the three people.

Just when he wanted to continue expanding the range of the moving clouds to cover the entire square, he discovered that there was only one cloud left in the other half of the square, without him knowing when.

However, Zhao Xing had already dealt with several other competitors. He did not rely on Xingyun to suppress the other four.

He just secretly drove a gust of cold wind to attack the four people.

The fire of the soul is blowing so hard that it is about to collapse, how can the magic of walking on the cloud be controlled?

It was immediately cut and swallowed by Zhao Xing's cloud and turned into nutrients.

Therefore, Zhao Xing's primary cloud method is no less powerful than Cao Qiu Shui's intermediate cloud method.

"What's going on? Why is my Xingyun out of control?"

"Who is it, who is plotting against me?!"

"hateful!"

Curses were heard from four places in the square.

"Zhao Sanjia, what's wrong with you..." Zong Shichang looked at the clouds above his head in disbelief.

He didn't know that Zhao Xing was so powerful. He was able to hold up the clouds in front of so many masters and defeat the other four Si Nong in the first place.

"What an amazing control ability. How can his cloud-moving technique devour other people's cloud energy?" After landing, Uncle Cang and Uncle Hu did not jump again, but waited for another opportunity to move. After seeing Zhao Xing's actions, they were very surprised.

Because they did not expect Zhao Xing to be of much use, at least in the first wave of competition for the incense, they did not expect him to do anything.

"It's the same trick again. In the previous test, his cloud layer was able to devour Huang Tao's cloud layer and use it for his own benefit..." Zong Shichang was a little excited.

Ignoring the surprise of others, Zhao Xing quickly controlled the clouds to absorb the loser's energy, got ready, and took advantage of Cao Qiu Shui's pretense to charge forward.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared again, and one-fifth of the clouds above Zhao Xing's head were broken apart.

But it was quickly absorbed, showing amazing control.

There were clouds above Cao Qiu Shui's head, and although he had the advantage in the collision, the rolling momentum of the clouds was hindered.

Although it was a passive collision, it was completely beyond everyone's expectations, because Cao Qiu Shui was using a mid-level flowing cloud spell, while Zhao Xing was only using a beginner-level flowing cloud spell.

"Huh? Are there any other masters?" Cao Qiu Shui looked in a certain direction in surprise.

(End of this chapter)