20: Heavenly Candle Sword

Su Yao swung the long whip in her hand, instantly generating terrifying heatwaves. Everyone surrounding the Arena stared incredulously at the black long whip.

“This... what kind of Cultivation Technique is this? Does Spirit Gathering Peak have such a powerful Cultivation Technique? Why have I never heard of it after staying in the Sect for so long?”

“This black flame is too formidable. Even someone a Realm higher than her must concentrate fully to resist the erosion of this black flame. If it were just a wisp like before, it wouldn't pose much of a threat, but now that the entire long whip has turned into black flame, that guy is probably doomed.”

“This Cultivation Technique is truly domineering. One person uses a Secret Technique to increase strength, while the other instantly comprehends a new Battle Technique. Interesting!”

The enthusiasm of the surrounding Disciples was ignited at this moment. This was truly shocking. They had thought the terrifying wisp of black flame from before was Su Yao's limit, but now she had actually summoned an entire whip made of black flame.

Huang Bocheng's face paled slightly. If he had been full of confidence just now, he was now growing nervous. Their Chief Disciple saw things much more profoundly than ordinary Disciples.

This black long whip represented not just power, but also quality.

Only when one's comprehension of a certain Cultivation Technique suddenly advances a step can they utilize it more proficiently.

In other words, the opponent is such a Prodigy that she can deepen her understanding of her Cultivation Technique during battle!

A vicious look flashed in Huang Bocheng's eyes. She must not be allowed to live until the day of the Sect Grand Competition!

Pao Huiyi could barely endure it now. He felt the killing intent; the opponent could genuinely kill him here with the long whip in her hand!

He was panicking internally, but he gritted his teeth, not daring to retreat even half a step.

He understood the methods of Chief Disciple Huang Bocheng. If he dared to lose the battle like Lu Renjia just did, only death awaited him!

“Die!”

Pao Huiyi clenched his jaw, and the long sword in his hand suddenly thrust forward, releasing a pale light that shot straight toward Su Yao's throat.

This was a killing move of Tianzhu Peak: A Sword from Tianzhu!

All his Spiritual Power was condensed onto the sword tip, thrusting out a single, unstoppable sword strike. This move was typically used as a desperate, life-risking measure; regardless of success, the person using it would be severely wounded.

Trying to Cultivate within the next half year would be a pipe dream.

“Oh no!”

Qin Tianfeng was greatly alarmed. How could he not know the power of this move? Even someone of the same Realm might not be able to withstand it, let alone Su Yao, who was one Realm lower than Pao Huiyi.

The other Chief Disciples realized something was wrong at this moment. They wanted to intervene, but it was already too late.

The sword light transformed into a streak of flowing light, stabbing toward Su Yao's throat.

“Boom!”

A loud noise erupted, and the scene was instantly covered in dust and smoke.

Only after the Chief Disciples saw the scene through the smoke did they sit back down in relief. The Disciples who didn't know what happened were filled with surprise, constantly craning their necks to see what exactly occurred up front.

For a brief moment, the whip in Su Yao's hand actually transformed into a massive flat surface, like a Shield.

The fierce sword light was instantly devoured completely. The black phoenix whip immediately turned into monstrous black raging flames, and Pao Huiyi was directly whipped away before anyone could react.

The Referee was also stunned by the sight before him, staring incredulously at Pao Huiyi, who had been whipped away and was spitting blood.

“The final match of the Quarterfinals, Su Yao wins!”

The Elders' gazes were incredibly fervent, especially Zhen Xuan and Xuan Qing. Their Xuanji Peak currently still had two Disciples remaining.

The remaining two were Su Yao and Mu Xin, the Disciple of Hua Bujue!

It must be said that the quality of Xuanji Peak's Disciples was extremely high; two of the final four were actually their people.

When the next round of drawing lots began, Zhen Xuan and the other Elder, who had been overjoyed, saw that their own Disciples had drawn each other, making the atmosphere instantly awkward.

The two Disciples looked at each other and exchanged bitter smiles, but neither intended to show mercy.

Whoever could seize the champion title would not only receive generous rewards but also be taken in as a Personal Disciple by a Chief Disciple, ensuring a bright future from then on.

Both of them were giving it their all; neither would hold back, wanting to show off in front of the Chief Disciples.

Two Arenas started simultaneously, and the two Xuanji Peak Prodigies fought fiercely. In fact, they had simulated what they should do if they encountered each other beforehand.

They could use any number of Trump Cards, but under no circumstances could they reveal the Trump Card of Xuanji Peak's Battle Technique.

Because that was reserved for Su Yao.

Mu Xin looked at Su Yao with a beaming smile, her face displaying a calm expression.

“Chief Disciple truly likes you. If you are willing, you can come directly to Hundred Flowers Peak and become the successor to the next Chief Disciple. Do you know how rare and sought-after this opportunity is for so many people?”

Before the fight started, the two chatted casually. They were both women and both Prodigies, sharing a feeling of mutual respect.

“Thank you for Chief Disciple Hua's kindness, but Su Yao absolutely cannot abandon her Revered Master. Even if it costs me my life, Su Yao will never allow herself to lose!”

Su Yao's voice was strong and resonant, and the Aura emanating from her made her seem like a towering powerhouse. Her chest contained boundless conviction: there was only one person in this world fit to be her Master, and that was Li Haotian!

The grace of recognizing her Talent could never be repaid.

“I admire you very much, but unfortunately, we are opponents. If we have the chance in the future, perhaps we can become great friends.”

Mu Xin walked to the other side of the Arena with a smile. As the Host gave the signal to start, a cold glint flashed simultaneously in both their eyes.

“Go!”

Mu Xin quickly scattered something around her, and immediately, green Vines sprang up from the ground!

Large patches of leaves grew from the Vines, and the entire Arena seemed to transform into a Primeval Forest.

Su Yao acted decisively, spitting out a mouthful of Crimson flame. However, the Vines did not ignite as she expected; the flame seemed to bypass the Vines, splitting directly down the middle.

Sure enough, none of these Prodigies were simple. Even with her excellent Talent, she absolutely could not underestimate any hero in the world!

Su Yao secretly warned herself internally. She had once thought that having Cultivated such a powerful Cultivation Technique, coupled with her Revered Master's personal guidance, and such a formidable Physique and Talent, she would certainly have no rivals among her generation.

But reality seemed otherwise. Each of her opponents was terrifyingly strong, and only by constantly improving her strength during battle could she barely compete with them.

In truth, Su Yao was completely underestimating herself. This was mainly because the Cultivation Technique she practiced was too profound, and she had only been Cultivating for a short time. Given the same amount of time, these Prodigies wouldn't even be worth mentioning in her eyes!