Chapter Thirty-Five: Second Grade Magical Artifact

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The trembling voice was unknown to which elder disciple it belonged, but now no one cared about the source of the voice. Everyone was deeply moved by the constantly swaying green vine.

Even Ginger Cloud is no exception!

But he wasn't awestruck by the magic's flawless execution. Instead, the "Wúshāng" finger technique reminded him of his grandfather, Jiang Wànlǐ!

He had no knowledge of magic before, but after practicing it himself, he realized that although his grandfather could wield many kinds of magic, the strongest and most commonly used one was precisely wood-based magic.

Whether it's earth-based techniques or wood-based techniques, they all belong to the Five Elements techniques. As long as one reaches the Triple Meridian Realm, they can learn them. And after joining the Wenda Sect, they are directly accepted into the Five Elements Peak as an inner disciple, mastering the Five Elements techniques is not something rare.

But the way of spells lies in refinement, not quantity. To covet too much is to chew without digesting.

Any single technique, not to mention cultivating it to the extreme, even if only proficiently mastered, requires a considerable amount of time and effort.

Even some cultivators dedicate their entire lives to studying a single technique, which speaks volumes about the complexity and sophistication of these techniques.

For those just beginning their cultivation, the first thing they should do is not to learn as many different techniques as possible, but rather to choose one that best suits them. After mastering it, they can then consider cultivating another.

Although there is no fixed standard for what constitutes mastery, it should at least involve the sending and receiving of energy from the heart, and be in harmony with one's own state of being. This allows for the full manifestation of a technique's power.

For example, fire spells. The requirement for the third level of Meridian Opening is to only be able to release a fireball the size of a palm, while at the fifth level of Meridian Opening, it increases to a fireball the size of a watermelon.

As for this, Jiang Yun has deep experience.

Although he practiced fire-based spells and swordsmanship under Dongfang Bo's guidance, during these six months, he never touched swordsmanship. He kept researching and refining fire-based spells. Even now, he wouldn't dare say he had mastered them.

He had only been in the Wudao Sect for half a year, yet he was able to master two different techniques at the same time. The way he wielded them seemed effortless and free, indicating that he had already reached the level of complete mental control over their deployment. Such a high level of magical talent is truly astonishing.

At this moment, Xu Chanshan's face was devoid of any blood. Although he refused to believe that he had lost to a newly inducted disciple, the constantly swaying sharp spikes before him forced him to admit that he had truly been defeated.

“I… admit defeat!”

With Xu Chongshen's confession, that thorn immediately and eerily retracted back into the vine. The entire vine gradually became transparent until it vanished completely, as if it had never appeared at all. Wu Shang also turned around on his own accord and walked back to his original position, remaining still.

It's not hard to see that this competition was no real challenge for him.

The onlookers, after a moment of stunned silence, finally came to their senses.

Although this match wasn't particularly exciting, the display of skill in magic left a shadow in everyone's heart. Even Xiao Yishu looked at Wushang with a hint of fear in his eyes.

As for Huo Yuan, his face had darkened to the extreme. He and Wushang were both those who had cleared the third level of the entrance exam. He also thought that he was no weaker than Wushang in any aspect. However, whether it was the previous retest or the current small competition, it all showed the huge gap between him and Wushang.

Of all the people present, Jiang Yun was the most composed. He had already sensed danger in Wu Shang's body and now Wu Shang's behavior only confirmed his feeling.

Next, the competition continues.

Although Wusang, the new disciple, won his match, it doesn't mean all the new disciples possess such great strength. Even someone like Lu Yourong, a woman with a dual-channel body, lost to her opponent.

The only competition that came as a bit of a surprise to everyone was Tang Yi's.

This burly man was surprisingly a rare practitioner of physical cultivation. Though he ultimately lost, he lasted the longest, so much so that his opponent, an outer disciple from Tianfu Peak, won rather shabbily, having almost used up all his talismans.

After all nine matches were over, the new disciple's record of one win and eight losses was a surprise, but it was also within everyone's expectations.

"Ginger Cloud, Fang Ruolin!"

Finally, from Xiao Yi Shu's mouth came two names, and only then did Jiang Yun know the name of the junior sister who had framed Lu Xiao Yu.

Two people stood in the center of the square, facing each other. Silence remained all around them.

Although everyone could already imagine the outcome of this competition, there was still a bit of curiosity. Why did Jiang Yun choose Fang Ruolin as his opponent This was the question that had caused three elders, the peak masters, to appear but then leave silently without a word.

You should know that, although Fang Ruolin is just an outer disciple, relying on her brother's status, even inner disciples have to give her some face. No one dares to provoke her.

This point can be easily seen from Xiao Yi's polite attitude towards her before.

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Can ginger cloud, is it truly unaware of Fang Ruolin's identity, or does she have a more formidable backing that allows her to brazenly provoke Fang Ruolin in this small competition

Ginger Cloud and Fang Ruolin looked at each other for a moment, then Ginger Cloud suddenly spoke: "You should know my purpose!"

Ginger Cloud didn't directly ask about Lu Xiao Yu's whereabouts because he knew very well that under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Ruolin wouldn't admit it. After all, this was against the sect rules.

"Alright!" Fang Ruolin's smile was bright, but the disdain in her eyes was unmistakable. "But even if I told you now, by the time you got there, you'd probably find nothing! Besides, why would I tell you You're just a lowly servant disciple. You don't even have the qualifications to ask me questions!"

Jiang Yun's face suddenly darkened and he said, "Will you tell me or not!"

"Hee hee hee!" Fang Ruolin let out a series of giggles, extending a finger and playfully gestured at Jiang Yun, "Want to know Beat me first!"

"Great!"

Ginger Cloud was extremely decisive. As soon as his words fell, his figure flashed, and he had vanished from his original spot, appearing directly in front of Fang Ruolin. He stretched out a finger just like before and pointed it towards Fang Ruolin's throat.

This sudden scene startled everyone around who was still engrossed in the conversation between Jiang Yun and Fang Ruolin. Even Xiao Yishu and Wushang both showed expressions of surprise.

Because Ginger Cloud's speed is too fast!

With so many people present, those who could clearly see his body movements were definitely no more than a handful!

Although Ginger Cloud didn't understand the sentiment of pitying a delicate flower, Fang Ruolin also harbored disdain for him. However, as a man of stature and honor, he wouldn't stoop to beating a woman. Therefore, he only planned to give Fang Ruolin a small lesson.

Fang Ruolin's face changed, just as shocked by Jiang Yun's speed. However, her reaction was not slow either. With a flick of her wrist, a black light suddenly shot out from her body, quickly transforming into a shield that appeared in front of her, blocking Jiang Yun's outstretched finger.

"Hiss!"

A gasp echoed through the crowd. They had already been astonished by Jiang Yun's speed, but now they were even more shocked by the shield in front of Fang Ruolin.

"A second-rank defensive artifact, the Black Armor Shield, crafted from the hide of a armored tortoise!"

As an outer sect disciple, to possess a second-rank magic artifact... Truly worthy of being someone's younger sister!

"I'm afraid there are more than just this second-rank magic weapon on her!"

As if to prove those words, seeing her shield block Jiang Yun's attack, Fang Ruolin giggled again, a purple light bursting forth from her fingertip. It was a palm-sized purple weasel that shot out from the ring on her hand, charging towards Jiang Yun as fast as the wind.tering that sentence, Jiang Yun ignored the other party any longer. He rolled up Mu Ming's body with his sleeve and, under the gaze of the surrounding audience, strode away.The middle-aged man glared...