205: Chapter 205 Liang Hong VS Zhou Changqing

On the spectator stands, the Liu Family's Old Ancestor, Patriarch Liu Qingcang, suddenly stood up, his face as dark as water.

"Sect Master Xuanyangzi!"

Patriarch Liu Qingcang's voice was like the cold wind of the Nine Netherworlds, hoarse and sharp.

He stared fixedly at the Sect Master of the Xuanyang Sect, who was sitting opposite him sipping tea. His eyes were as red as blood, and the veins on his forehead bulged like wriggling earthworms.

"What a fine Disciple you have taught! In an arena match, one should stop when the point is made, yet that Baili Yunche actually dared to cripple my Liu Family's direct grandson!"

"How is such a cruel, ruthless, and cold-blooded villain any different from the Demonic Path?!"

"Is your Xuanyang Sect planning to make an enemy of the entire Righteous Path of the Cangxuan Empire?!"

His voice spread throughout the arena via spiritual energy, carrying a heart-palpitating malice.

Although Liu Yuze's life was saved, his lumbar spine was broken, and cracks had been shattered into his Dantian's Nascent Soul by the force of the punch.

"Without a Heaven-Defying Opportunity, it would be difficult for his cultivation to progress even an inch in this lifetime, making him no different from a crippled person!"

Liu Yuze was the future successor he had personally designated, yet he was beaten into a cripple right under his nose. How could he not be furious?

Sect Master Xuanyangzi slowly put down his teacup, raised his eyes, and looked directly at Patriarch Liu Qingcang with a calm gaze.

"Old Ghost Liu."

The corners of Sect Master Xuanyangzi's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an undisguised sneer.

"The rules of the Cangxuan Assembly were jointly established by the Imperial Family and the Four Great Sects."

"On the arena, life and death are determined by fate, and fists and kicks have no eyes. Those with insufficient cultivation deserve to be crippled."

"Your grandson, Liu Yuze, was the first to harbor murderous intent, with every move aiming for the life. Baili Yunche was merely acting in self-defense."

"What, is the Liu Family the only one allowed to kill, while others are not allowed to fight back? What kind of logic is that?"

He paused, sparks dancing in his eyes, his tone becoming even more biting:

"Furthermore, Liu Yuze is at the third layer of the Nascent Soul stage, while Baili Yunche is only at the first layer of the Nascent Soul stage."

"Pressuring someone with a higher Realm only to end up crippled instead only proves that the descendants of your Liu Family are all useless gluttons and a pile of trash."

"Instead of reflecting on your own lack of proper upbringing, you blame my Disciple for being cruel?"

"Old Ghost Liu, have all your years of age been lived in vain like a dog?"

"You... You..."

Patriarch Liu Qingcang trembled with anger. The pressure of his Soul Transformation Early Stage erupted with a bang, transforming into an invisible giant hand that clawed down toward Sect Master Xuanyangzi's head!

He was actually going to attack Sect Master Xuanyangzi under the watchful eyes of everyone, completely disregarding his status!

"Enough!"

A low, majestic voice suddenly resounded like a clap of thunder from the Nine Heavens, instantly shattering Patriarch Liu Qingcang's pressure into pieces.

The Cangxuan Emperor slowly raised his eyes, a flicker of impatience crossing them.

He sat upon his Nine Dragon Jade Chair, the nine golden dragons on his bright yellow imperial robe slowly moving as if they were alive, exuding an aura of the Son of Heaven that made all things submit.

"I said, continue watching the match."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable dominance.

As his voice fell, an even more vast Imperial Dragon Qi diffused from his body, turning into the phantom of a giant golden Dragon that circled and roared above the VIP seats, completely suppressing the tension between Patriarch Liu Qingcang and Sect Master Xuanyangzi.

Patriarch Liu Qingcang's expression froze, and the invisible giant hand instantly dissipated.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his cheeks bulging high, but he did not dare to say another word.

Making a move in front of the Cangxuan Emperor was no different from rebellion.

"Yes... Your Majesty!"

Patriarch Liu Qingcang squeezed out those words from between his teeth and sat heavily back onto his jade chair, his chest heaving violently.

He lowered his head, casting a venomous glance at Baili Yunche on the arena, roaring frantically in his heart, 'Little beast, once the Cangxuan Assembly is over, this old man will make sure you die without a burial place!'

Sect Master Xuanyangzi smiled calmly, picked up his teacup again, and took a gentle sip.

...

The competition continued.

Eighth Prince Zhou Daoyi stood upon the high platform and announced in a clear voice, "Third match: Liang Hong of the Beast Taming Sect versus Crown Prince Zhou Changqing of the Imperial Family!"

As his voice fell, the eyes of the entire audience converged.

Liang Hong leaped forward, landing on the arena like an iron tower.

He cupped his hands, bowed slightly toward the opposite side, and said in a muffled, booming voice, "Your Highness, please excuse my offense!"

Crown Prince Zhou Changqing wore a green python robe. His face was elegant, and his temperament was as gentle and refined as jade.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a three-foot green blade hanging from his waist. In his hand, he held a fist-sized green bead. Inside the bead, a forest seemed to be slowly rotating, emitting a dense vitality.

"Brother Liang, there is no need for such formalities."

Crown Prince Zhou Changqing smiled slightly, his voice as clear as a spring. "On the arena, there is no distinction of status."

"Brother Liang, please display your full strength and let this prince witness the grace of the Beast Taming Sect's chief Disciple."

"Good!"

Liang Hong shouted loudly, and the pressure of the Peak of the third layer of the Nascent Soul stage erupted from his body.

With a wave of his right hand, a pitch-black long saber appeared out of thin air. The blade was wrapped in a dense blood-fiend aura, which was precisely the Tier Four High Grade Magic Treasure—the black fiend saber!

At the same time, the spirit beast bag at his waist glowed with a brilliant black light, and the Black Water Mysterious Snake, over thirty chang long, roared out. Its terrifying demon power at the second layer of the Nascent Soul stage swept through the arena.

"Black Fiend Saber Art—Bone Corrosion!"

Liang Hong took the initiative to strike. The black fiend saber transformed into a pitch-black stream of light, carrying a foul wind that could corrode everything, as it slashed down toward Crown Prince Zhou Changqing's head.

The Black Water Mysterious Snake also opened its bloody maw at the same time, spraying out a column of pitch-black Nine Netherworld Black Water, sealing off all of Crown Prince Zhou Changqing's retreats.

Crown Prince Zhou Changqing's expression remained unchanged, and the green bead in his hand shone with a brilliant light.

"Green Wood Longevity Art—Spring's Return to Ten Thousand Trees!"

He gave a soft cry, and the bead suddenly burst with ten thousand rays of green light. Countless thick vines grew out of the Void Realm, weaving into a giant green wooden shield.

The black fiend saber slashed onto the wooden shield, producing a tooth-gritting corrosive sound. The vines withered rapidly, only to instantly regenerate under the nourishment of the bead's green light.

In the Cultivation World, wood-attribute Cultivation Techniques are renowned for their endless vitality and gentle, enduring nature.

The "Green Wood Longevity Art" is a secret Earth Rank Medium Grade Cultivation Technique of the Imperial Family. The green wood spiritual energy cultivated from it has extremely strong recovery and defensive capabilities.

Coupled with that Tier Four High Grade Magic Treasure, the "Green Wood Spirit Bead," it can transform all things into vitality, excelling most at overcoming hardness with softness and waiting out changes by dragging the battle.

"Spring's Return to Ten Thousand Trees Sword Art—Thousand Vine Bind!"

Crown Prince Zhou Changqing shook the green blade in his hand, and the sword light split into thousands. Every single Sword Qi transformed into a spirit-snake-like vine, wrapping toward Liang Hong and the Black Water Mysterious Snake.

Those vines were covered with sharp thorns containing a nerve-paralyzing wood poison, dyeing even the air light green wherever they passed.

Liang Hong roared, and the black fiend saber danced frantically, severing all the incoming vines.

However, those severed vines grew as soon as they touched the ground, turning into new vines in the blink of an eye, endless and exhausting to deal with.

"What great methods, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The more Liang Hong fought, the more alarmed he became, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.

Although Crown Prince Zhou Changqing was at the same stage as him, the entanglement capability of wood-attribute Cultivation Techniques was simply atrocious. If this dragged on, his spiritual energy would surely be depleted first.

"I can't drag this out any longer!"

Liang Hong suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood into his palm, then slapped it fiercely onto the forehead of the Black Water Mysterious Snake.