Protect Our Patriarch

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sword light overflowed on the stage, with snow and ice flying all around.

Ji Mingyu's attacks were like tidal waves, one after another, leaving no room for breath.

Meanwhile, Wang Shouzhe had taken his defense to the extreme, not seeking merit but avoiding demerit, blocking every move perfectly.

He didn't even waste his Xuanqi, letting his Zhuxuan sword generate sword energy to attack, but instead focused all his attention on defense.

As a result, the fight was not very exciting.

The people of Xuanbing Hall were excited, shouting, "Brother Mingyu, keep going, break his turtle shell, he can't hold on much longer."

In contrast.

The disciples of Changchun Valley were slightly disappointed. Brother Shouzhe was clearly being suppressed and had no chance to fight back.

"What do you know?" Brother Jinshan scolded in a low voice, "Choosing the right tactics for the right opponent is a normal choice. Our Changchun True Secret is best at endurance. As long as we keep consuming, Ji Mingyu will eventually run out of Xuanqi and lose."

"But Brother Jinshan." A new disciple said weakly, "Brother Ji Mingyu is already at the third level of the Lingtai realm. His Xuanqi is extremely abundant, how can it be exhausted?"

"This..." Brother Jinshan hesitated, "Maybe Brother Shouzhe has other ideas." He said this with little confidence.

Whether on the stage or in the sky, everyone was discussing this battle.

But Ji Mingyu and Wang Shouzhe were both immersed in their own battles, ignoring all external information.

Wang Shouzhe was amazed at Ji Mingyu's incredibly strong offense.

And Ji Mingyu was equally amazed at Wang Shouzhe's unparalleled defense. He seemed to be only at the first level of the Lingtai realm, but his Xuanqi was endless, like a bottomless pit.

What shocked Ji Mingyu even more was.

His Xuanbing sword energy and some ice blades had broken Wang Shouzhe's defense several times, tearing open his ancient tree armor and injuring him.

But after bleeding a little, this guy seemed to be fine, continuing to fight vigorously.

Terrifying defense, terrifying recovery, terrifying bottomless Xuanqi.

"Brother Shouzhe." Ji Mingyu said with a faint smile, "You want to exhaust my Xuanqi with your defense, I'm afraid you've miscalculated. This is Xuanbing Hall, located on a top-level Xuanbing spirit vein, I have the home field advantage and can continuously recover Xuanqi."

"Although it can't keep up with my consumption, it's enough to exhaust you."

"Damn it, I knew something was wrong! I forgot this is Xuanbing Hall's home field." Brother Jinshan's face changed, "If we were fighting in Changchun Valley, Brother Shouzhe would have a chance of winning, but here..."

Even Brother Jinshan's face changed, the rest of the Changchun Valley disciples naturally lost their morale and began to lose faith in Brother Shouzhe.

Meanwhile, on the stage.

Wang Shouzhe chuckled and said, "Brother Mingyu, I suggest you look down before you brag."

"Look down?"

Ji Mingyu was slightly taken aback, only to see some green tender branches mysteriously appearing on the stage under his feet.

Those tender branches grew extremely fast, as if they were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly!

A branch wrapped around Ji Mingyu's foot.

Ji Mingyu's face changed instantly, cursing his luck, he had also overlooked that Wang Shouzhe was a disciple of Changchun Valley.

Changchun Valley disciples are best at planting.

Some experts also cultivate some combat plants.

If it were an ordinary disciple of Changchun Valley, this advantage could be ignored. But this Wang Shouzhe was already very tricky.

"Swish, swish, swish."

Ji Mingyu's sword came out like a dragon, cutting down the growing vines like mowing grass.

Unfortunately.

Wang Shouzhe had already scattered vine seeds all over the stage during the previous fight.

Ji Mingyu was fast at cutting grass, but he couldn't stop the vines from growing continuously.

Soon the entire stage gradually turned into a green ocean, with vines dancing in the air like a witch's long hair, giving people a chill.

The situation seemed to have reversed all of a sudden.

The ocean of vine formations restrained a lot of Ji Mingyu's energy. And he couldn't stop, otherwise he would be wrapped up by the vines and sink deeper and deeper, eventually unable to move.

"Hahaha." Brother Jinshan laughed, "I told you, our Brother Shouzhe must have a backup plan. Ji Mingyu has fallen into the trap, just like Muyuan Bai before, he will eventually lose."

"Brother, that's two words."

Brother Jinshan's face changed: "You little shit, you don't understand, I'm just making a joke to relax everyone, maybe it can confuse Ji Mingyu and distract him."

"Brother Jinshan is wise." The new disciples' faces were full of sweat.

With the change of situation, it was the turn of the disciples of Xuanbing Hall to worry.

Meanwhile.

Yuwen Jianye and Wang Zongsheng were hiding in a corner, afraid that they couldn't help cheering for Wang Shouzhe and then get beaten up.

Yuwen Jianye said in a low voice, "Zongsheng, I thought Sister Luoqiu was already very powerful, but I didn't expect your Fourth Uncle to be even more powerful. He can even suppress the famous Ji Mingyu.""Of course." Wang Shouzhe said with a smug smile, "My Fourth Uncle rarely makes a move, but even if Aunt Five and Aunt Six join forces, they are no match for him."

"Amazing, your Fourth Uncle must be the strongest among your younger generation, right?" Yuwen Jianye said with admiration and envy.

"Well..." Wang Shouzhe laughed awkwardly, thinking to himself that although Fourth Uncle was powerful, the most terrifying one at home was Fourth Aunt.

However, this was something he naturally couldn't share with others.

Just as the new disciples of Xuanbing Hall were worrying for Ji Mingyu.

Some core disciples, Fang You'an, and Master Binglan were all calm and composed.

Thinking that they could deal with Ji Mingyu with this, they were really underestimating him.

Sure enough.

After a tussle with the vine formation, Ji Mingyu's eyes gradually filled with annoyance: "Junior Brother Shouzhe, you indeed have good skills. It seems that I can't deal with you unless I get serious."

With that!

Ji Mingyu's face turned cold, and the ice crystal sword in his hand spun around him, cutting all the vines within a range of several feet into two.

At the same time.

He slowly lifted his sword, and a fierce and domineering aura of profound ice spread from his body, shooting straight into the sky.

The thick layer of snow clouds above Xuanbing Hall, especially the one in the middle, was slowly rotating under the pull of this force.

Immediately, large flakes of snow and ice crystals fell onto the stage like a sudden storm.

In just a breath's time.

The stage was covered with a large area of ice crystals and snowflakes, a vast expanse of white, and it was still intensifying.

How is this possible?

Even with Wang Shouzhe's wisdom and strategy, his face looked a bit strange at this moment.

No way!

Ji Mingyu, who hadn't even reached the mid-stage of the Spirit Platform Realm, could actually stir up the wind and clouds, causing changes in the heavens and the earth. Although the range of disturbance was not large, it was still unbelievable.

Because even in the Heavenly Man Realm, one had to have the right time, place, and people, and use various external means to barely control some of the laws of heaven.

What virtue and ability did Ji Mingyu have to achieve this?

Under such rapid freezing.

Even Wang Shouzhe felt a chill all over his body, and all the moisture in the air had frozen into frost.

His vine plants, although they were constantly evolving.

Wang Shouzhe had already considered factors such as heat resistance and cold resistance. Even the energy and materials contained in their seeds were enough for them to grow once without absorbing nutrients from the earth.

But these vine seeds were still not at the level of spirit seeds. Faced with such terrifying cold, they instantly froze into green icicles.

"Crack crack"

They shattered all over the ground.

They were already dead and couldn't be revived, even if Wang Shouzhe infused them with profound energy.

Most importantly.

The blizzard within the range of the stage was still intensifying.

Even wearing the ancient tree armor, Wang Shouzhe felt stiff all over, and his movements were two or three beats slower.

In a battle between masters, every millisecond counts. How could he fight with a two or three beat delay?

"Junior Brother Shouzhe, let me teach you a lesson." Ji Mingyu said coldly, "Visiting each vein and valley is not a simple matter. Because you have to withstand their home field advantage. And we Xuanbing Hall also have a home field advantage, which is not so easy to experience.

To show my respect for you. I will envelop you with this sword, learning from the Heavenly Dao of Profound Weapons. I will send you to defeat.

A breath of extreme coldness was getting heavier and heavier on Ji Mingyu, and his momentum was rising bit by bit.

Such a terrifying ice sword intent, even the mid-stage of the Spirit Platform Realm would find it hard to resist, right?

Master Binglan in the sky nodded secretly. Ji Mingyu was not only talented, but also very hardworking.

Even with the home field advantage, it was extremely difficult to achieve this.

It was worth considering. If there was a chance, he could be taken as a direct disciple.

At the same time, she gave Master Changchun a cold smile: "Changchun, you can save your longevity fruit. I'll ask you for it later. If you dare to fool me, don't blame me for not showing mercy."

Master Changchun also had a bitter face. Shouzhe, you said you had a trump card to fight for your life, right?

But now that you're about to lose, the trump card hasn't appeared yet.

"Changchun..." Just as Master Binglan was about to speak, her face suddenly changed, and she exclaimed, "Not good."

On the stage.

The situation had changed again.

"Boom boom boom!"

Bursts of firelight exploded.

The air was violently shaken, and the snowflakes in the sky were flying wildly.

Fire dragons were dancing enchantingly in the air.

In an instant, the entire stage was a mix of ice and fire. The ice crystals and snowflakes melted into water under the intense heat of the fire dragons, creating white steam. The entire stage seemed to be in a giant steamer.

"That's my Fire Dragon Fruit." Disciple Li Yuzhe shouted excitedly, "I spent ten years painstakingly cultivating it." His words were filled with pride.

Fire Dragon Fruit was not easy to cultivate, had a long growth cycle, and was costly.

Li Yuzhe had always kept it as a trump card, and he was usually reluctant to use even one.

He ultimately lost to Wang Luojing, partly because he was reluctant to use it, and partly because he lost too quickly.

Later, when he heard that Wang Shouzhe was going to take everyone to Xuanbing Hall for a visit.

In his excitement, Li Yuzhe gave the Fire Dragon Fruit to Wang Shouzhe as a trump card for self-defense.

And now it was indeed being used.

While Li Yuzhe was relieved, his heart was also aching."Senior Brother Shouzhe, can't you be a bit more frugal? I painstakingly grew those Fire Dragon Fruits for so long, and you used them all at once without any hesitation, without any remorse."

This made him feel as if he was selling off his ancestral land without a care in the world.

Li Yuzhe sighed deeply.

On the stage.

Wang Shouzhe threw out handfuls of Fire Dragon Fruits, causing the stage to explode, and the ice storm to be blasted away. The main effect was to interrupt Ji Mingyu's powerful attack.

"Puh!"

The backlash made Ji Mingyu's face turn pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just as he was in shock, Wang Shouzhe's voice came to his ears, "Brother Mingyu, I'm teaching you a lesson. Your powerful attack takes too long to charge, it's not suitable for a stage fight."

"Moreover, you talk too much, which gives your enemy a chance to turn the tables."

"Puh!" Ji Mingyu spat out another mouthful of blood at these words, angrily retorting, "Aren't you also talking too much, are you giving me a chance?"

Just as Ji Mingyu finished speaking, his voice suddenly turned into a terrified scream, "What, what is this thing? It, it's sucking my blood." The pervasive steam obstructed his vision, and he could only rely on his spiritual sense.

"Swish."

Ji Mingyu slashed out, feeling as if he had cut something. The spiritual energy within his body surged, dispersing the thick steam around him.

When he looked closely.

What he saw was a severed, worm-like red tentacle, writhing on the ground. Blood seeped from the broken end, emitting an evil and terrifying aura.

He glanced at his ankle, where there was a new bloody hole. Blood seemed to be flowing out non-stop, dripping onto the stage, merging with the icy water, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

In an instant, a chill ran through his heart.

"Brother Mingyu, I'm not like you. When I talk nonsense, it's to distract you." Wang Shouzhe laughed, "How about the power of my Bloodthirsty Vine? Let me tell you a secret, if you don't use your spiritual energy to seal the blood vessels of that wound, it won't heal in a short time."

"Bloodthirsty Vine."

Ji Mingyu's face turned cold, just as he was about to reply.

A very faint and subtle sense of danger came from his back.

He cursed inwardly, almost being distracted again.

He quickly leaped forward, turned around, and then saw the attacking creature.

It was a vine that looked like a giant blood-colored python.

But unlike the smooth body of a python, it was covered with dense tentacles, each with sharp blood-sucking barbs, waving like seaweed, looking extremely disgusting and ferocious.

Just one glance was enough to know that this thing was absolutely terrifying and evil. Ji Mingyu couldn't help but yell, "What the hell is this?"

"This is the Bloodthirsty Vine." Wang Shouzhe laughed, "Please enjoy it slowly, Brother Mingyu."

As he spoke.

The steam that had just been dispersed began to boil again, and the entire stage was filled with white mist. Soon, no one could see what was happening inside. All they could hear was Ji Mingyu's continuous roars and howls.

Meanwhile.

In the sky, Binglan and Changchun looked at each other with serious expressions.

Isn't this the Bloodthirsty Vine?

The young disciples might not be familiar with it, but how could they not know? The Purple Mansion Academy often excavated relics from the Shenwu Dynasty. Although they hadn't found any particularly valuable relics yet.

But they had done quite a bit of research on the Shenwu Dynasty.

This kind of Bloodthirsty Vine was found wild in many relics, and had caused many explorers to suffer huge losses.

The real thing was extremely evil and fierce. Once it grew to its limit, even a cultivator at the Purple Mansion stage might be sucked dry.

In short, this thing was extremely dangerous.

Where did this kid get the Bloodthirsty Vine from, and even cultivated it into a battle plant?

The two seniors were full of doubts.

However, if it was just a Bloodthirsty Vine of this level, it probably wouldn't be able to deal with Ji Mingyu!

But besides the Bloodthirsty Vine, there was also Wang Shouzhe on the stage, and the smoke-filled steam filled the entire stage.

In the white fog formed by the condensation of the boiling steam.

Ji Mingyu's roars of shock and anger became more and more intense.

He didn't know how many tentacles of the Bloodthirsty Vine he had cut off. But most of the tentacles had bitten him like leeches before they were severed.

Don't underestimate this bite.

The speed at which the tentacles sucked blood was so fast that they could suck a large mouthful in an instant.

What was even more terrifying was that there was no pain or abnormality at the bitten wound. But the blood kept flowing out.

This forced him to use a lot of spiritual energy to seal the blood vessels of the wound.

And that damn Wang Shouzhe also joined the fight, constantly suppressing and harassing him. Sword energies kept slashing at him.

Time was flying by.

And Ji Mingyu felt himself weakening rapidly.

When the fog on the stage dissipated. Everyone who saw Ji Mingyu changed their faces, "Brother Mingyu, stop fighting, you can't go on."

Because Ji Mingyu's once vibrant uniform was now full of holes and covered in blood.

What was even more terrifying.

His face was already deathly pale, even more terrifying than a dead man's face.Upon seeing the situation, the icy-faced elder's expression changed drastically, and she scolded in a delicate voice, "Mingyu, surrender quickly."

Upon hearing his master's voice, Ji Mingyu's mind jolted, and he finally sobered up a bit. He hurriedly obeyed and shouted, "I surrender!"

Then he fled from the stage as if escaping.

Since he had already surrendered, Wang Shouzhe naturally wouldn't pursue him. Instead, he leisurely retracted his bloodthirsty vines and saluted Ji Mingyu from afar, "Brother Mingyu, thank you for your concession!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyu's body swayed, his legs weakened, and he almost fell to the ground. Several core disciples rushed forward to support him. Some pills were poured into his mouth as if they were free.

It was only at this moment that Ji Mingyu felt fear and regret.

He was completely weak, without a shred of strength, as if all his energy and blood had been sucked clean.

It was as if he had been drained by dozens of girls, one after another, leaving him in a state of exhaustion.

The icy-faced elder's expression was extremely ugly.

She could tell at a glance that this core disciple had almost been drained. Fortunately, she had called a halt in time, otherwise, if his foundation was damaged, it would be troublesome.

She glared fiercely at Wang Shouzhe, "You little brat, you clearly had the advantage, couldn't you have shown some mercy?"

"Respectfully speaking, elder." Wang Shouzhe replied calmly, "Brother Mingyu is so powerful. If he didn't surrender, how could I dare to stop? If he turned defeat into victory, what should I do?"

In his heart, he added a sentence, if I lose, will you compensate me for the longevity fruit?

The icy-faced elder was left speechless by his retort.

However, she glared fiercely at the elder of Changchun, her eyes murderous, as if she wanted to kill someone.

This left the elder of Changchun dumbfounded. Icy-faced junior sister, it was clearly that brat who retorted you, what does it have to do with me?

"Hmph!" The icy-faced elder felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. She instructed several core disciples to take good care of Ji Mingyu, then flew back into the Xuanbing Pavilion.

As soon as she left, the elder of Changchun immediately became lively, laughing heartily, "Good boy, this battle was truly exciting, you've brought honor to my Changchun Valley."

The rest of the disciples of Changchun Valley naturally cheered enthusiastically.

Especially the older disciples, they were all moved to tears, including Brother Jinshan, some of them even started crying loudly, the scene was as spectacular as it could be.

How many generations of Changchun Valley disciples had this been their vision?

And it was realized on this day.

In contrast, the disciples of Xuanbing Hall were extremely demoralized, all of them hanging their heads. Especially the older disciples, they had lived their whole lives and this was the first time they had been shown up by Changchun Valley.

And they were shown up successfully!

Even Ji Mingyu, the strongest among the younger generation of core disciples, was defeated.

When Wang Shouzhe saw the elder of Changchun's face full of pride and sighing, he took the opportunity to say, "Elder, the thing you promised me."

"Don't worry, you little brat." The elder of Changchun said helplessly, "I, as an elder, can't possibly cheat you, can I?"

As he spoke, he took out the Changchun Lingcha tea box and carefully measured out eight coins of Lingcha for Wang Shouzhe, not a coin more.

Then he took out a jade box and handed it to Wang Shouzhe with a pained expression on his face, "This is the longevity fruit. Boy, I see you are healthy and haven't lost any lifespan, you have a long life ahead of you, this thing is not practical for you, don't be greedy and eat it."

Wang Shouzhe took the jade box and opened a small crack to look inside.

Sure enough, a refreshing aroma filled the air, and inside lay a fruit the size of a fist, shaped somewhat like a gourd.

According to the information he had obtained from his junior sister Luwei.

This fruit was indeed the longevity fruit!

Ordinary people who consume it have a high probability of living to over a hundred years old, it truly is a treasure.

Immediately, Wang Shouzhe saluted, "Thank you for your gift, Elder Changchun."

"You little brat, I think you deliberately swindled my longevity fruit." Although the elder of Changchun was extremely pleased today, the price he paid was not small. He muttered, "Didn't you say that you would have to pay a huge price and reveal your trump card to win?"

Wang Shouzhe looked at him with surprised eyes, "Elder, I've even revealed my trump card of the bloodthirsty vines, isn't the price I paid big enough?"

The elder of Changchun looked at his eyes that didn't seem to be lying, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This is considered a huge price? There's a huge difference between his imagined huge price and this.

This is called the longevity fruit.

Of course, Wang Shouzhe planned to give it to Ancestor Long Yan. Although the ancestor was now healthy, she had lost a lot of lifespan due to her previous injuries.

She was now over a hundred and twenty years old.

Wang Shouzhe was also worried that she wouldn't be able to ascend to the Heavenly Realm before her lifespan ran out, which would be a big problem.

At this moment.

A cold voice came from inside the Xuanbing Pavilion, "Boy, why don't you give that longevity fruit to this elder, I guarantee that the price I offer will satisfy you."

Wang Shouzhe was slightly taken aback.

The icy-faced elder had tried several times to get the longevity fruit, but it was of no use to her.

Could it be...

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

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