Chapter 3797: Losing Four Games in a Row

Even Wu Huo Daojun, who was standing nearby, showed a look of astonishment: "Elder Ouyang, to use this as a stake, you are truly generous."

It turned out that the Dragon Soul Grass was an extremely rare immortal spirit grass, capable of reaching Rank eleven.

If refined into a Medicinal Pill, it could help Body Cultivators quickly raise their Rank.

Even if one was not a Body Cultivator Immortal, consuming it could strengthen the Physical Body and enhance its power.

In terms of the value of immortal spirit grass, these three Dragon Soul Grass were in no way inferior to the previous seven-core mushroom.

Fairy Chixia said, "Elder Ouyang, are you sure you want to use this as a stake with me?"

"Of course."

Ouyang Pingjiang said, "I'll use these three Dragon Soul Grass to bet against your seven-core mushroom and Jade Flow Void Wood."

"That won't do."

Fairy Chixia shook her head, "The stakes aren't equal. Although Dragon Soul Grass is an Rank eleven immortal spirit grass, it's only suitable for Body Cultivators. In terms of value, it's only comparable to the seven-core mushroom.

So, if you want to bet, one Dragon Soul Grass for one seven-core mushroom. Anything more won't work."

"Alright."

Ouyang Pingjiang was reluctant, but he had no choice and could only agree.

Moreover, he knew that what she said was true; the Dragon Soul Grass mostly helped Body Cultivators. If taken to an auction, the Immortal Crystals it would fetch would be on par with the seven-core mushroom.

There were also rumors that it had a strong beneficial effect on Immortal Demon Beasts, but it held no value for Immortals.

Therefore, Fairy Chixia wasn't taking advantage of him; three seven-core mushrooms against three Dragon Soul Grass meant neither party lost out.

So, the two once again set up a gamble, waiting for the next round to begin.

On the arena side, although Xuan Yuan Linglong had already won, the remaining two matches were still fiercely contested.

Ye Bufan stood by, watching the arena intently as Qin Muyue battled Wu Yuanqing of the Tyrant Blade Sect.

The opponent's saber techniques were skilled and truly overbearing, and the long saber in his hand was a Medium Grade Immortal Artifact.

It was a pity that his strength was only at the Immortal Lord Middle Stage, and his saber techniques couldn't bridge the gap between them. After more than a dozen moves, he was struck down from the arena by a palm from Qin Muyue.

After about half an hour, the other arena battle also concluded, and the final round began.

"Lingyun Sword Sect!"

"Lingyun Sword Sect!"

As soon as Wu Huo Daojun announced this, a cheer erupted from below the stage.

At this moment, countless eyes were focused on the last person from the Lingyun Sword Sect, wondering if this Sect, which had made a comeback, could enter the next round with a perfect record.

Unbeknownst to them, this small Sect from Dile Heaven had already become the biggest suspense of the Hundred Champions Competition.

All five participating Disciples reaching the top thirteen from the top twenty-five was something that hadn't happened in many years, so it was no wonder everyone was so excited.

The crowd's cheers made Jin Meier the focus of the entire arena, even dimming the previous boundless glory of Dongfang Daoyuan's appearance.

"This is quite interesting!"

Dongfang Daoyuan still wore a faint smile on his face, looking at the eye-catching Jin Meier beside him, a playful smile curling at the corner of his lips.

As the Tiandao Sect's number one Genius Disciple and the recognized strongest participant in the Hundred Champions Competition, he had previously disdained everything and certainly wouldn't have given the Lingyun Sword Sect any thought.

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But now, his thoughts had somewhat changed; the opponent's performance was astonishing enough to capture his attention.

"An interesting Sect. I wonder if we'll be able to fight on stage in the next match."

Whispering softly, he looked at his opponent, Qi Bofang, a Core Disciple from the Qi Family.

Qi Bofang was filled with bitterness. Originally, with his strength at the Immortal Lord Late Stage, he had been ambitious before the competition began.

He believed he could at least make it into the top ten, and if he was lucky, even the top three.

However, fate played a trick on him, and he encountered the strongest Dongfang Daoyuan here. He could only blame his bad luck.

But no matter what, he still had to act. Regardless of victory or defeat, one must have the courage to face a strong opponent.

"Brother Dongfang, please enlighten me!"

Qi Bofang cupped his hands, then threw a punch.

As the head of the seven great Families, the Qi Family was powerful. This punch utilized their Family's strongest ultimate technique, the Ascending Dragon Punch.

The violent fist Qi swept through the air, finally transforming into a giant Dragon that fiercely lunged towards Dongfang Daoyuan.

"Junior Brother Qi, pardon me!"

Facing the terrifyingly powerful giant Dragon, Dongfang Daoyuan still wore a faint smile, completely unperturbed. With a flick of his wide Daoist robe sleeve, a monstrous wave of Qi immediately surged forth.

This move appeared extremely casual, but its power was world-destroying.

The giant Dragon formed by Qi Bofang's fist Qi was instantly pulverized and dissipated into the Void Realm.

This was not the end; the gale swept over, and even though he was a strong individual at the Immortal Lord Late Stage, he had no resistance against the violent Qi. He was like a fallen leaf in a torrent, completely unable to control himself. When he regained control of his body, his feet had already landed on the ground.

He lost! The most talented Disciple of the Qi Family lost just like that, defeated by Dongfang Daoyuan in a single move.

Although Qi Bofang was unwilling, he had no choice. Dongfang Daoyuan, known as the number one person under a thousand years old, truly lived up to his reputation.

Even if he cultivated for another few hundred years, he probably wouldn't be able to match this level of strength.

Just as he was lamenting, he heard a loud bang, and a figure crashed beside him.

Turning his head, it was none other than Wei Youzhang, a Core Disciple of the Wei Family.

The match had just begun, and he too was blasted off the arena in a single move.

Their fates were similar, but comparatively, Wei Youzhang was much more miserable, with disheveled hair, torn clothes, and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He was only at the Immortal Lord Middle Stage, so how could he have any resistance against Jin Meier, who had already reached the Immortal Lord Peak?

He was defeated in a single move, with his internal organs injured, and this was even with her holding back.

The surroundings were silent. Everyone had expected to see a fierce Dragon-Tiger battle, but the disparity in strength was too great, and the two arena battles ended so quickly.

Dongfang Daoyuan's victory was understandable, as he was the strongest Disciple of the Tiandao Sect.

But Wei Youzhang of the Wei Family losing to Jin Meier created another miracle.

All four participating Disciples from the Lingyun Sword Sect had won, and without any suspense, their strength was overwhelming.

Adding Ye Bufan, who was leisurely watching from the side, a single Sect had five participating Disciples, all undefeated, and all entered the final thirteen-person roster. This was unprecedented in the history of the Hundred Champions Competition.

On the viewing platform, Fairy Chixia was slightly stunned, then broke into a brilliant smile.

"Elder Ouyang, it seems you've lost again!"

"I…"

Ouyang Pingjiang was filled with frustration. He had lost four consecutive matches since the competition began, without winning a single one.

He truly couldn't understand how a small Sect from Dile Heaven could cultivate so many Prodigies.

"I concede!"

At this point, he could only lower his head and concede, a bitter smile on his face, "Prodigies! Truly too many Prodigies!

Brother Wu Huo, it seems suppressing the Lingyun Sword Sect will have to rely on your Tiandao Sect's Disciples!"

His words came entirely from the heart. Although Xifeng Lie of the Guiyuan Sect was at the Immortal Lord Late Stage, he wasn't guaranteed victory if he faced these four from the Lingyun Sword Sect.