Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 66: Seven-Star Gourd

Countless confused voices rose and fell one after another.

On the arena stage, the refereeing elder asked, "Are you sure you want to voluntarily forfeit?"

"I’m sure." Feng Qingxue nodded, then turned and walked straight off the stage. The refereeing elder was helpless and could only announce Lin Xuan as the winner.

"He won! He really won!" The people of Wangyue Pavilion felt like they were dreaming. This was simply too unreal.

Why? The disciples of Purple Mist Pavilion couldn’t accept it. They felt as if the goddess in their hearts had crumbled.

"Feng Qingxue, on what grounds did you forfeit?" someone shouted.

"Feng Qingxue, I misjudged you! To think you would betray our Purple Mist Pavilion!"

"You have no right to stay in Purple Mist Pavilion! Get out!"

The disciples of Purple Mist Pavilion were first shocked and astonished, then disappointed. Finally, their love turned to hate, and they began to despise Feng Qingxue.

Even Elder Qiushui’s expression was incredibly grim. She said, "Disciple, have you lost your mind?"

"Master, I’m truly no match for him. Even if I fought, I couldn’t beat Lin Xuan. I would be defeated in a single move," Feng Qingxue explained. "Rather than let that happen, it’s better to forfeit. Lin Xuan is an unmatched genius. His strength is too great, so there’s no shame in losing to him."

"You! You’re infuriating me!" Elder Qiushui’s body trembled with rage. Has my disciple gone mad? Why is she spouting such nonsense? Lin Xuan is an unmatched genius? Lin Xuan can sweep away all opposition? What a joke! He’s just a worthless student! The anger made her chest ache, and her vision nearly went black as she almost fainted.

The other elders of Purple Mist Pavilion also looked at Feng Qingxue with disappointment, and many were even furious. They were truly prepared to expel Feng Qingxue from the pavilion after the competition ended.

Meanwhile, over at Wangyue Pavilion, the atmosphere was rather strange.

After Lin Xuan returned, the disciples formed a circle with him at the center.

Someone asked, "Lin Xuan, do you and Feng Qingxue have a thing? Why did she just forfeit like that?"

"Yeah, she’s saving face for you, isn’t she?"

"Lin Xuan, you’re too awesome! You managed to win over a peerless beauty like Feng Qingxue without anyone knowing!"

"How did you do it? Teach me a trick or two!"

Lin Xuan gave a wry smile. He looked into the distance where Feng Qingxue was being shunned by everyone and sighed. This is all a misunderstanding.

But the misunderstanding would be cleared up soon enough. The moment he fought again, the truth would be revealed. Everyone would know that Feng Qingxue forfeited not to save his pride, but because she truly could not defeat him.

"The second match: Wu Ming versus Luo Yang."

On the Heavenly Dao Arena, the referee’s voice rang out again. Wu Ming and Luo Yang then stepped onto the stage. This time, there would be no forfeits; they were going to give it their all.

Soon, the two were engaged in battle.

Wu Ming utilized the Thunder Shock Palm, a powerful Profound-level Martial Art. He had now mastered it completely, and each palm strike carried a destructive force.

Luo Yang, on the other hand, employed a Sword Technique. It was a raging fire style. Slash after slash, the gleam of his blade looked like a fiery serpent dancing wildly in the air. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Their battle was astonishing, leaving the audience dumbstruck.

The people from Wangyue Pavilion gasped, realizing that these two were even stronger than Zhang Yang and Zhao Jie. As expected of the top disciples from Star Pavilion and Heavenly Sun Pavilion.

Zhang Yang and Zhao Jie also smiled wryly. Even if they made it to the finals, they would be no match for these two. It seems our Wangyue Pavilion is destined to finish at the bottom after all.

Even Elder Feng and the others sighed repeatedly. For Wangyue Pavilion to rise to prominence is as difficult as ascending to heaven!

Only Lin Xuan watched with indifference, as he didn’t consider these two worthy of his attention.

The pair battled for hundreds of moves, with neither emerging as the victor.

Finally, Luo Yang pulled out a scroll. Upon opening it, a flaming giant python was revealed to be painted on it. He channeled his Spiritual Power into the scroll, and the flaming giant python flew out from the painting as if it had come to life, lunging forward.

The flaming giant python was ten meters long and exuded a scorching aura, like a peerless Demon Beast, making the audience’s scalps tingle.

The people from Star Pavilion grew tense. This is bad, Wu Ming is in danger!

Wu Ming also let out a cold snort, the hairs on his body standing on end as he sensed a fatal crisis. It seems I have to use my trump card, too.

At this thought, he waved his hand and brought out a gourd. It was a blue gourd, faintly shimmering with starlight. He placed the gourd in his palm and channeled his Spiritual Power into it.

The gourd’s lid popped open, and a beam of light flew out. It was a beam of starlight. Like a peerless Divine Sword, it rushed forward and instantly collided with the flaming giant python.

The ten-meter-long flame python was split in two by a single strike.

The starlight continued onward like a hot knife through butter, charging toward Luo Yang.

Luo Yang defended frantically, his Flame Battle Armor shining with a brilliant light, but it couldn’t hold. The starlight sent him flying, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, staining the sky red.

"The winner is Wu Ming." The refereeing elder announced the result.

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

The disciples of Star Pavilion cheered, "We won!"

"Wu Ming won!"

"Excellent!"

The disciples of Heavenly Sun Pavilion were utterly despairing. How could this happen? Luo Yang had actually lost. The other disciples were simply shocked.

Heavens, the techniques of these two are too incredible! That scroll is clearly a powerful magic treasure, but that gourd is even more powerful! That starlight is so brilliant and sharp, it’s as if it could sweep away everything in the world. What on earth is it?

"It’s the Seven Star Gourd," an elder spoke up at this moment, explaining, "The Seven Star Gourd is an extremely powerful weapon, famous even within the Heavenly Dao Institute. It’s the weapon of an expert from the Celestial Ranking. I can’t believe Wu Ming managed to borrow it. With this weapon in hand, no one is his match."

What? This weapon was that powerful and famous? The disciples were in an uproar after hearing this.

The disciples of Heavenly Sun Pavilion were unconvinced. "Cheating! Wu Ming cheated! He didn’t rely on his own strength; he relied on a weapon!"

"Exactly! Without the weapon, he’s definitely not Luo Yang’s match!"

Luo Yang also gritted his teeth and said, "I don’t accept this!"

The refereeing elder calmly replied, "Your scroll is also a Profound-level weapon, and the Seven Star Gourd is a Profound-level weapon, too. Since you both used weapons, it is not considered cheating. Anyone may use a weapon, but its grade is restricted to Yellow-level or Profound-level."

Hearing this, Luo Yang gave a cold snort, and the people from Heavenly Sun Pavilion had nothing more to say.

The members of Star Pavilion cheered excitedly, looking around in all directions.

"Who else can challenge us?"

"Our Star Pavilion is the strongest!"

"It looks like the King of the Newcomers will be Wu Ming!"

The disciples of Heavenly Sun Pavilion despaired. Sigh, he can’t be beaten. That Seven Star Gourd is just too heaven-defying.

The people of Purple Mist Pavilion shook their heads and sighed, while the people of Wangyue Pavilion also gave up hope.

In their view, no matter how strong Lin Xuan was, he couldn’t possibly beat Wu Ming.