Shi Feng had been waiting on the side. Upon hearing this, he slowly walked into the Tai Chi circle. A woman from the opposite crowd also walked up. She was about twenty years old, with a fair and pretty face, but the corners of her eyebrows and mouth were slightly upturned, which showed that she was a mean and cruel person.
Shi Feng bowed and said, "Hello, Senior Sister." He was puzzled. He had no magical powers, but he was just out there, so what was there to see? Why were there so many people watching? It was understandable for his fellow brothers and sisters, but what were the others coming to see? It definitely wasn't him. Could they be coming to see the woman across from him? While she was somewhat pretty, she wasn't stunningly beautiful.
The woman named Ling Yun didn't even return the greeting. She frowned and said, "You have no magic power, so what's the point of competing? Just admit defeat." Shi Feng shook his head. Originally, according to his intention, he would have gone on stage to pay his respects and then admit defeat. However, his senior brother repeatedly warned him yesterday that he must hold on for ten breaths, and said that if he couldn't do it, he would lose face for the master.
Seeing that Shi Feng refused to leave the stage, Ling Yun's face darkened. "How shameless!" He flicked his hand, and an ice bomb flew out. Many people in the crowd exclaimed, "He actually used an ice bomb. It's over. He won't last more than three breaths."
The cultivator's spell was incredibly fast, and the icy bullet flashed and reached Shi Feng's face, sending a chill through him. Shi Feng had already focused, and in a hurry, he dodged the missile with a roll to the left. The crowd erupted in cheers, naturally mixed with curses.
Ling Yun hadn't expected the other man to dodge his spell so narrowly. He sneered and unleashed another ice bullet, but Shi Feng dodged it with a simple flip. Ling Yun felt humiliated and thought to himself, "Damn you, brat!" He flicked his hands, sending ice bullets flying like hail.
Shi Feng had already activated his nameless body-refining technique. His already nimble movements were enhanced by this technique, making him even more agile. He sensed that while the opponent's momentum was fierce, the speed of his ice bullets wasn't that fast. He ran across the field, the whizzing ice bullets barely touching a corner of his clothes.
The crowd stared at Shi Feng's steps, and some people couldn't help but secretly count, "Three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." Seeing that the number had reached ten, the joy in Chang Qing's eyes became more and more intense. He was betting that Shi Feng could hold on for more than ten breaths. At this time, in his eyes, Ling Yun was no longer throwing ice bombs, but crystals flying towards him.
Shi Feng ran more and more calmly, his heart at peace. He unknowingly took off the Iron Dragon Bow from his back and held it in his hand. By this time, dozens of breaths had passed. Those who had lost money around him started cursing. "Damn it! I bet he'd lose in three breaths, but this guy is slipperier than a loach." "What? Didn't you see this ice bullet? It's as slow as a snail. Even an eighty-year-old woman could dodge it." "That's right, that's right."
When Ling Yun heard this, she was furious. There were three spiritual weapons in her storage bag, one of which was a treasure hidden in the bottom of the box, which she took out in preparation for the second round. At this moment, she was so angry that she didn't care about anything else. She raised her hand and a white cold light flew into the air.
It was a dazzling white ring, emitting a chilling chill. As it flew into the air, it began to hum, and seven identical rings appeared. Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Thousand Shadow Ice Ring!" "This is Huiyan Peak's famous spiritual weapon!"
The Thousand Shadow Ice Ring is extremely famous in Huiyan Peak. It is a first-level ninth-grade magic weapon, which can basically be regarded as a mid-grade spiritual weapon. It can originally transform into nine identical ring shadows, but Lingyun's magic power is insufficient, so he can only activate seven restrictions and create seven identical ice rings.
The power of the Thousand Shadow Ice Rings lies in the fact that it does not hurt people with the ice rings themselves, but defeats the enemy with the cold energy. When seven identical ice rings are smashed down together, first of all, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. Secondly, if you use a magic weapon to block it, your magic weapon may also be frozen. If you use a shield to resist it in the same way, naturally both you and the shield will be frozen together.
The only way to deal with this magic weapon is to stay as far away as possible. Of course, with seven ice rings coming one after another, how long you can hide is also a question.
Shi Feng heard everyone exclaiming and knew that it was an extremely powerful magical weapon. He quickly rolled on the ground, pulled out two feather arrows, and shot them out one after another without thinking.
The first feather arrow was shot at Lingyun. When shooting a person, it would shoot the horse first. As long as the owner of the magic weapon dodges, the magic weapon he controls will naturally pause and its power will be greatly reduced.
The second arrow was shot at the Thousand Shadow Ring, which transformed into seven identical ice rings. Even the senior disciple at the ninth level of Qi Refining could not distinguish them. However, Shi Feng came from the Weapon Refining Hall. His weapon refining skills were already very superb. He had followed Master Gan Chu for a long time. Not to mention the low-grade spiritual weapons, he had personally studied many high-grade spiritual weapons with more than twenty restrictions.
Although Shi Feng had no magical powers and could not sense the different spiritual powers of the seven ice rings, he could tell at a glance which one was the magic weapon itself with his naked eyes, and the combined structure of the nine restrictions was also clear at a glance.
Although Shi Feng shot two arrows one after another, they were shot at an extremely fast speed, almost at the same time. Then there were a series of sounds such as "whoosh", "ah!", "ding" and "bang", and then the whole stadium fell silent.
Everyone, including the presiding Foundation Establishment referee, opened their eyes wide, stunned.
Ling Yun didn't take Shi Feng seriously at all. Even though she saw that he was holding a bow and arrow, she didn't care at all. She didn't even put on the ice armor to protect her body. With a "whoosh", the arrow hit her shoulder, and she screamed in pain.
The Iron Dragon Bow had been modified by Shi Feng several times, and the materials used were extremely fine. After Shi Feng practiced his skills, his strength increased dramatically. The force of this arrow was so great that it shot Ling Yun out, and he fell four or five feet away, and was already out of the Tai Chi circle.
Shi Feng's second arrow hit the body of the Thousand Shadow Ring, and chose the weak connection between the nine restrictions. With a "ding" sound, the Thousand Shadow Ring was made of jade, and its hardness could not be compared with Shi Feng's black gold and iron arrowhead. With a crisp sound, a gap was directly shot at the ring mouth, and the seven ring shadows instantly dissipated. The ice ring fell to the ground and broke into two pieces with a "bang".
When the onlookers saw Ling Yun take out the Thousand Shadow Ring, they thought the battle was about to end and Shi Feng would be frozen into a popsicle and knocked away. However, in the blink of an eye, the result was completely the opposite. Ling Yun was knocked away by a single blow, and even Huiyan Peak's famous Thousand Shadow Ring was directly destroyed by the opponent.
No one expected this result and they were all dumbfounded. Even the Foundation Establishment cultivator who presided over the referee was stunned for a long time before saying, "Shi Feng, the disciple of Iron Sword Peak, wins."
Soon, news spread throughout the inner sect that a disciple from Tiejian Peak, devoid of mana, had, with his formidable physical strength, defeated Ling Yun, a sixth-level Qi Refining disciple from Huiyan Peak, and destroyed his Nine-Seal Spiritual Weapon. Initially skeptical, the disciples pressed for details. They were astonished by the opponent's physical strength and the speed of his arrows.
Of course, there were some surprised disciples, but there were more disappointed and angry. In the competition between Shi Feng and Ling Yun, everyone had been betting on how many breaths Shi Feng would lose. They had never expected Shi Feng to win, so naturally, everyone lost miserably. The defeated disciples gathered together, first cursing, then speculating, and finally burning with anger.
These people came to the conclusion that Ling Yun lost on purpose!
Their deduction was: Ling Yun, at only the sixth level of Qi Refining, couldn't possibly make the second round. Even if she managed to make it, she would surely be eliminated from the subsequent challenges. This woman was extremely scheming. Since she couldn't receive the sect's rewards, she simply bet on herself to lose, then deliberately lose to the opponent. This way, she could earn thousands or even tens of thousands of crystals in one go—a windfall for a Qi Refining disciple. As for the Thousand Shadow Ring, it must be a fake, otherwise how could it be so easily defeated?
The more the disciples thought about it, the more they felt that this was true. They went to inquire a little further and found out that in addition to Liu Yunzi, who protected his disciples and openly bet on Shi Feng to win, there was also someone who anonymously bet on Shi Feng to win the competition.
The disciples, now convinced of this, rushed to Huiyan Peak's Lengshui Cliff to question Ling Yun. Ling Yun, already filled with shame and anger after losing the competition, destroying her magical weapon, and being injured, was now being accused of such accusations, her face turning blue with rage. Despite her eloquence, the crowd simply refused to believe her and demanded the crystal stone be returned.
Amidst the commotion, a cold voice asked, "What are you doing here?" As she spoke, a woman of about eighteen or nineteen years old fell from the sky. She had bright eyes, white teeth, and a beautiful complexion, but her brows were cold and there seemed to be a chill all over her body.
The visitor was Ling Yun's master, Qin Bing, a Nine Spirit Ice Body cultivator who appeared once in a thousand years in Tai Chi Sect.
Qin Bing was an expert in flying skills. He appeared before their eyes silently, which scared all the disciples. A brave disciple bowed and said with a smile, "Master, we heard that Junior Sister Lingyun was injured, so we came to visit. We dare not disturb you in your practice, so we will take our leave now." As he said that, he slipped away. Naturally, all the disciples bowed their heads and saluted, not even daring to look at Qin Bing, and scattered like birds and beasts.
Seeing Ling Yun's red eyes and a wound on his shoulder, Qin Bing asked, "What's wrong?" Ling Yun quickly knelt down and said, "Master, I lost today's competition." Qin Bing said calmly, "I lost, so I lost."
Ling Yun knew that his master, who was two years younger than him, was devoted to cultivation and had a temper as hard as ice. He didn't say much to his three disciples, but deep down he loved them very much, otherwise he would not have given them a spiritual weapon like the Thousand Shadow Ring before the competition.
Ling Yun cried as she recounted today's competition. She didn't dare lie about the general situation of the competition. After all, there were many people watching from the sidelines, and Qin Bing knew the answer with just a few inquiries.
But Ling Yun made some minor changes. She said Shi Feng had attacked her with a hidden arrow, forcing her out of the circle, and the referee had already declared her the loser, but Shi Feng refused to give in and still broke the Thousand Shadow Ring.
Ling Yun finished speaking, took out the spirit ring that was broken into two pieces, and handed it to his master.
There were no specific rules regarding attacking the opponent's spiritual weapons during the sect competition. After all, fighting was a blind battle, and collisions between magical weapons were inevitable. However, there was a tacit rule: do not easily destroy the opponent's magical weapons. After all, Qi Refining disciples were not wealthy, and a spiritual weapon could be the accumulation of years of savings. Once destroyed, it could mean the loss of a family's wealth, and both sides often developed deep hatred for each other.
Therefore, during a competition, those who can directly win will generally not target the opponent's magic weapon. However, after winning, those who refuse to give up and insist on destroying the opponent's magic weapon are simply going too far.
In fact, during that competition, although Shi Feng's two arrows were fired one after the other, the time between them was so short that it was almost negligible. Furthermore, Ling Yun hadn't been eliminated when Shi Feng shot the Thousand Shadow Ring. Shi Feng's two arrows, one aimed at a person and the other at a defense against the opponent's magic weapon, were perfectly acceptable. No one present, including the Foundation Establishment cultivator officiating, saw anything wrong with it.
But Ling Yun just kept clinging to the fact that he was eliminated first and his spirit ring was destroyed later. He was sure that Shi Feng had to destroy the Thousand Shadow Ring to humiliate him after he lost.
As he listened, a fire gradually welled up in Qin Bing's cold eyes.