UGB Chapter 263 Blood Sun Makes His Debut!
Chapter 263 Blood Sun Makes His Debut!
The elder referee, observing the atmosphere below the stage, shook his head helplessly and announced again: "The third match, inner disciple Li Xue vs. outer disciple Zhang Yu!"
Two figures leaped onto the martial arts stage. Li Xue was an inner disciple, tall and graceful, wearing a pink Taoist robe and holding a short sword. She looked charming and cute. Zhang Yu, on the other hand, was an outer disciple, small and unremarkable.
The disciples below the stage finally showed some interest and began to discuss it amongst themselves.
"Wow! It's Senior Sister Li Xue! Senior Sister Li Xue is so beautiful!"
"Senior Sister Li Xue's swordsmanship is also very impressive. Although she is a woman, her strength surpasses that of many male disciples!"
"This Zhang Yu looks unremarkable; he's definitely no match for Senior Sister Li Xue. He'll probably be killed in one move!"
"Not necessarily. Just now, Junior Brother Wang Tiezhu also seemed unremarkable, but he instantly killed Senior Brother Lin Feng in one move. Perhaps this Zhang Yu also has hidden strength?"
"Hahaha, don't even think about it. Not everyone has a divine weapon like Junior Brother Wang Tiezhu. Zhang Yu is definitely a good-for-nothing!"
Han Xuanxuan looked at Li Xue with envy and said, "Brother Wei Yu, Senior Sister Li Xue is so beautiful! Her Taoist robe is so pretty too. I want a pink Taoist robe too!"
Wei Yu smiled and said, "Okay, after the competition, I'll buy you a pink Taoist robe, okay?"
"Yay! Thank you, Brother Wei Yu!" Han Xuanxuan jumped up happily, a bright smile on her face.
Xia Gui also said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wei Yu, I want one too, I want the blue one!"
"Okay, I'll buy them all for you after the competition!" Wei Yu said with a smile, his heart full of tenderness.
Xueyang looked at the two of them with a helpless expression and said, "You two little rascals, all you know is eating and dressing. Can't you pay attention to the competition?"
Han Xuanxuan stuck out her tongue and said, "What's so interesting about the competition? The pink Taoist robe is much prettier!"
Xia Gui nodded in agreement: "Yes, the blue Taoist robe looks great too, much better than the competition robe!"
Xue Yang was rendered speechless by the two men's words. He could only shake his head helplessly, stop talking, and turn his gaze back to the martial arts arena.
On the martial arts stage, Li Xue looked at Zhang Yu, her tone gentle but with a hint of arrogance: "Junior Brother Zhang Yu, I advise you to admit defeat voluntarily, lest you get injured by me later and lose face."
Zhang Yu scratched his head, looking rather simple and honest. "Senior Sister Li Xue, I won't admit defeat. I want to try and see if I can beat you!"
"Stubborn fool!" Li Xue's face darkened, a flash of anger in her eyes. "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for showing mercy!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Xue gripped her short sword, leaped into the air, her spiritual energy surging around her. Her swordplay was agile, and she thrust it fiercely at Zhang Yu with extreme speed. It seemed even more powerful than Lin Feng's swordplay.
Zhang Yu's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged, but his speed was no match for Li Xue's. Just as the short sword was about to pierce his chest, Zhang Yu suddenly took out a small shield from his storage bag and held it to his chest.
"Bang!"
The short sword struck the shield with a muffled thud. Li Xue's sword was blocked by the shield and could not penetrate at all. Zhang Yu was also shaken back a few steps by the impact, but he was not injured.
A gasp rippled through the audience as everyone stared in astonishment at the shield in Zhang Yu's hand.
"Holy crap! What kind of shield is that? It actually blocked Senior Sister Li Xue's sword?"
"My goodness! This shield looks small, but it's so sturdy?"
"It seems Zhang Yu has been hiding his strength; he actually possesses such a formidable shield!"
Li Xue was also stunned, looking at the shield in Zhang Yu's hand with a hint of doubt and wariness on her face: "What kind of magic weapon is this shield? How can it block my sword?"
Zhang Yu chuckled and scratched his head: "This is my defensive magic weapon, called the Vajra Shield. It's incredibly sturdy; it can block any attack!"
"Arrogant!" Li Xue roared, raising her short sword again and thrusting it fiercely at Zhang Yu. Her sword strikes became faster and more ruthless, with streaks of sword energy shooting towards Zhang Yu, attempting to break through his Vajra Shield.
Zhang Yu, clutching the Vajra Shield, remained huddled in place. No matter how Li Xue attacked, he only defended and didn't attack, which made Li Xue tremble with anger, yet she was helpless—her attacks simply couldn't break through the Vajra Shield.
The disciples below the stage were instantly amused by this scene and began to discuss it amongst themselves.
"Hahaha! Junior Brother Zhang Yu is hilarious! He only defends and doesn't attack, which has driven Senior Sister Li Xue crazy!"
"Yes, this Vajra Shield is too powerful. Senior Sister Li Xue's sword can't break it at all. It seems that Junior Brother Zhang Yu is going to win this round!"
"I think so too. Although Senior Sister Li Xue is powerful, she can't break through the Vajra Shield and can't hurt Junior Brother Zhang Yu at all. In the end, Junior Brother Zhang Yu will definitely win!"
Xue Yang laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Zhang Yu is quite the clever fellow. Knowing he can't beat Li Xue, he just keeps defending and wearing her down!"
Xuan Qing nodded: "Yes, this Vajra Shield is indeed very powerful. Senior Sister Li Xue's attacks cannot break it at all. As long as Junior Brother Zhang Yu keeps defending, he can win the game."
Wei Yu said with a smile, "Zhang Yu's approach is very clever. The path of cultivation requires not only strength but also wisdom. Sometimes, defense is also a form of victory."
On the martial arts stage, Li Xue was already panting heavily and covered in sweat. She had exhausted a lot of her spiritual power, but she still couldn't break through Zhang Yu's Vajra Shield. A trace of unwillingness and helplessness appeared on her face.
"Zhang Yu! Can't you have some backbone? Stop hiding behind your shield. If you've got the guts, come out and fight me head-on!" Li Xue shouted angrily at Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu chuckled and shook his head: "Senior Sister Li Xue, I'm not stupid. If I can't beat you, why would I come out and fight you head-on? As long as I can win, whatever method I use is my skill, just like Junior Brother Wang Tiezhu!"
"You!" Li Xue trembled with anger, but there was nothing she could do. She knew that Zhang Yu was right. The rules did not prohibit defense. As long as you could win, no matter what method you used, you were a strong player.
After a while, Li Xue's spiritual energy was completely exhausted, and she no longer had the strength to attack. Gripping her short sword, she staggered back a few steps and said with a look of unwillingness, "I admit defeat!"
The elder referee nodded and said, "Alright, Zhang Yu wins the third round and advances to the next round!"
A cheer and laughter erupted from the audience; everyone was amused by Zhang Yu's cleverness and humor.
"Hahaha! Junior Brother Zhang Yu is too clever; he outlasted Senior Sister Li Xue!"
"Yeah, this round was hilarious! Senior Sister Li Xue was so angry she almost cried, while Junior Brother Zhang Yu just hid behind his shield the whole time. It was so funny!"
"It seems this sect competition is getting more and more exciting, not only with Junior Brother Wang Tiezhu's divine weapon, but also Junior Brother Zhang Yu's Vajra Shield!"
Holding the Vajra Shield, Zhang Yu walked off the training platform triumphantly. Along the way, many disciples gathered around, curiously looking at the Vajra Shield in his hand and asking him all sorts of questions.
Zhang Yu chuckled and proudly introduced his Vajra Shield. Like Wang Tiezhu, he also treated the Vajra Shield as his own treasure and wouldn't let anyone touch it.
Wei Yu smiled as he watched this scene. He realized that this sect competition was truly full of talented people, including not only a transmigrator like Wang Tiezhu, but also a wise disciple like Zhang Yu. He was sure that the upcoming matches would be even more exciting and hilarious.
Xueyang rubbed his hands together excitedly and said, "This is so exciting! So hilarious! Brother Wei Yu, I'm getting more and more excited for the rest of the matches. I want to go up there too, give it my all, and show everyone my skills!"
Xuanqing said with a smile, "Third Senior Brother, don't worry, it will be your turn soon. When that time comes, you must perform well and not lose to Junior Brother Zhang Yu and Junior Brother Wang Tiezhu."
"Don't worry, I definitely won't lose!" Xue Yang said firmly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. "My fists are more powerful than their magic weapons!"
Holding the little rabbit doll, Han Xuanxuan said expectantly, "Senior Brother Xueyang, you must do your best! Junior Brother Xia Gui and I will cheer you on!"
Xia Gui nodded quickly, "Yes, Senior Brother Xueyang, you must win! We believe in you!"
The referee elder's voice rang out again, breaking their conversation: "Fourth match, Inner Sect disciple Xue Yang vs. Outer Sect disciple Li Hu!"
Hearing his name called, Xue Yang's eyes lit up, and he jumped up excitedly, shouting to Wei Yu and the others, "Great! It's finally my turn! You wait, I'll definitely defeat my opponent in one move and amaze everyone!"
After speaking, Xue Yang leaped into the air and landed steadily on the martial arts stage. Dressed in a crimson outfit, his muscles were sharp and his spiritual energy surged around him, exuding a powerful aura that instantly attracted the attention of the entire audience.
A burst of cheers and screams erupted from the audience, more lively than ever before.
"Wow! It's Senior Brother Xueyang! Senior Brother Xueyang has finally made his appearance!"
"Senior Brother Xueyang's strength is incredible. No one in the entire Lingxu Sect can match his physical strength. This round will definitely be won by Senior Brother Xueyang!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Xueyang can kill a demon beast with a single punch. That Li Hu is definitely no match for Senior Brother Xueyang; he'd be killed in one move!"
"I'd like to see whether Senior Brother Xueyang's fist or Junior Brother Wang Tiezhu's Destruction Barrett rifle is more powerful!"
Wang Tiezhu was also squeezed into the crowd, looking at Xue Yang on the martial arts stage with a curious smile on his face. He muttered to himself, "This Xue Yang looks very powerful. I wonder if my Destruction Barrett can beat him?"