Chapter 608 - 288: Crushing Defeat

There are many types of duels.

The more common type is a competition using Sword Control Technique to pit flying swords against each other.

Whose defense is breached first, loses.

During the process, apart from using Sword Control Technique, no other magic can be used. If other magic is accidentally used, it will be considered a loss.

Of course, this is a relatively gentle type of duel.

Some more dangerous duels have no magic restrictions and can easily lead to bloodshed.

Now, with a genius from the Blood Domain Divine Sect coming from afar and dueling with Cyan Cloud Sect disciples in the Cyan Cloud Peak Main Hall, a gentler method was naturally chosen.

However, the magic skills Wu Jingming and the genius from Blood Domain Divine Sect are competing with is not the Sword Control Technique, but the Wind Control.

Between the two, two wind blades are contending.

Both sides are trying to breach the other’s defense and overpower the other.

Wu Jingming, manipulating the wind blade orb, is currently dominating. He glanced at Huang Li, dressed as a regular official disciple standing in the corner, and then at the young man from Blood Domain Divine Sect before him, burning with the desire to win.

To win for himself.

To win for Cyan Cloud Sect.

And to win for Huang Li.

"Boom!"

With a thought,

The power of the wind blade orb rises, a strong blade aura bursts out from the wind blade orb, slashing toward the genius.

"Boom!"

The Blood Domain Divine Sect youth was well-prepared. With a stamp of his feet, the wind blade orb he manipulated spread out flat, forming an impenetrable wind wall, trying to block Wu Jingming’s attack.

Finally, people saw the wind blade controlled by Wu Jingming pierce through the wind wall like a knife. Although the tip had penetrated, most of the blade was stuck in the wind wall, posing no threat to the Blood Domain Divine Sect youth.

Wu Jingming frowned.

His right fist couldn’t help but clench tightly.

If only he could use other magic to empower it, the youth’s wind wall would be instantly smashed, and even the person would be split in two by his wind blade.

Unfortunately, this duel was about Wind Control.

Moreover, with Cyan Cloud Sect as the host, Wu Jingming was stuck in a stalemate.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, have you used up all your strength?"

The youth inquired.

His name was Wu Qiyang, and he had the level of Earth Dao Foundation Establishment, Twelfth-Layer Foundation Establishment strength, but his cultivation time was over a decade less than Wu Jingming’s.

Therefore, the Divine Sect had high hopes for him.

Wu Jingming was inwardly startled, but on the surface, he remained calm and said, "Show me what you’ve got, or be careful not to get bruised."

"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Wu. In that case, I won’t hold back."

Wu Qiyang said with a smile.

He flipped his palm in front of everyone. The technique remained the Wind Control, but the wind wall before him became more solid and firm.

With a crack,

The wind blade piercing the wind wall shattered as if it were a solidified metal.

As if pinched and blasted by a force.

At the same time,

The wind blade that was clashing with Wu Qiyang’s wind wall also developed cracks.

Wu Jingming’s expression changed drastically.

Feeling the terrifying suction force in Wu Qiyang’s wind wall, capable of dismantling his wind blade, this force indeed existed in Wind Control, but required a certain level of mastery, at least Great Success, or even Perfection Level.

Wu Jingming sensed trouble.

He wanted to dissolve his force and manipulate more wind blades to attack Wu Qiyang from all directions.

But with a hum, the wind wall manipulated by Wu Qiyang grew larger and pressed towards Wu Jingming, who hurriedly blocked it, continuously splitting out wind blades, but couldn’t stop the wind wall from pressing down.

In his urgency, he formed his fingers into a sword, striking out with one slash.

"Bang!"

The wind wall shattered.

Wu Qiyang’s body trembled, retreating a few steps.

He heaved his chest, looked at his body, and cupped his hands towards Wu Jingming with a smile: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wu, for acknowledging!"

Wu Jingming’s expression was extremely ugly.

He had used Sword Control to shatter the wind wall.

Although it had shaken Wu Qiyang’s Qi Blood, it also meant he lost.

On the territory of Cyan Cloud Sect, he lost to the genius of the Divine Sect, one who was younger than him.

Lin Tianlin stood in the middle and upon seeing this scene said: "Worthy indeed of being a genius of the Blood Domain Divine Sect not seen in five hundred years, our Cyan Cloud Sect admits defeat."

"Sect Leader Lin is too kind. Given Fellow Daoist Wu’s strength, if not for his impatience allowing Qiyang to gain the upper hand, he would have ultimately won."

A white-robed elder from Blood Domain Divine Sect laughed.

This person was the Thirteenth Elder of the Divine Sect, a Third-Grade Talisman Master and also a Golden Core Cultivator, known as Elder Fa Zheng.

"Elder Fa Zheng, you’re too kind."

Lin Tianlin naturally knew that Wu Jingming lost due to impatience, as Wu Qiyang’s Wind Control was slightly inferior to Wu Jingming’s. However, the other party’s strategy was clever, choosing not to confront Wu Jingming directly from the start but to gather enough power to form an overwhelming force in the end with the wind wall, pressing down on Wu Jingming.

Watching the wind wall advancing layer by layer, Wu Jingming lost his composure. Desperate, he instinctively used Sword Control Technique to shatter it.

In reality, if he kept defending with wind blades, waiting until the wind wall came forward another meter, it would stop advancing. But in the eyes of others, although Wu Jingming hadn’t been defeated, he would still appear to be on the losing side.

It was this psychological gap that led to Wu Jingming’s defeat.

Jiang Feng stood in the corner, inwardly praising the high-level strategic play by the Blood Domain Divine Sect.

After calming down, Wu Jingming also realized he lost due to his impatience. He composed himself and stepped aside, casting occasional glances at Huang Li in the corner, feeling a bit conflicted seeing Huang Li standing there quietly, unmoved.

"Cyan Cloud Sect is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, Sect Leader Lin. Why not let your most outstanding female disciple engage in an exchange with my disciple to foster friendship between the two sects?"