All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 425 - 68: The Finals Begin (1/3)

Chapter 425: Chapter 68: The Finals Begin (1/3)

"An Xuan, over here!"

An Jing had just entered the arena when Huo Qing spotted him. An Jing made his way to the spectator stand and took a seat beside him, "What’s the situation now?"

"Yesterday when you weren’t here, Nian Quan was defeated by the opposing team’s main player and sent to the loser’s group."

Huo Qing’s hands were still clenched tightly, clearly sweating over Nian Quan’s battle just now. He expressed both joy and a hint of worry, "But before his defeat, Nian Quan used his sword technique to break through the opponent’s three magic artifacts, forcing out the opponent’s lifebound magic tool—that Yan Chengju looked big and strong, seemingly a body cultivator, but turned out to be an artifact cultivator!"

"His lifebound magic tool is a huge Earth System cauldron. The other three artifacts, the Red Ruyi, the Azure Water Talisman, and the White Floating Dust, are all nourished within it. It seems he plans to focus on Earth to gather the Five Elements Mutual Generation, but currently, he’s missing a Wood element and hasn’t completed the set."

"That’s not too bad."

An Jing nodded knowingly after hearing this. It was clear to him that Yan Chengju wasn’t a martial cultivator—martial cultivators are thirsty for battle to the extent that they wish their opponents were at their best, so they could use the opponent’s strength to hone themselves: "This artifact cultivation inheritance isn’t bad at all. It looks like he’s being trained from a young age with the Five Elements Mixed Yuan True Intent."

"Still, there’s the weakness of lacking wood. No wonder Nian Quan was able to force out his trump card—water generates wood, earth restrains water. Had Yan Chengju possessed both earth and wood, it would have been very difficult for Nian Quan to damage him."

—Certainly, he must be from the Ancient Immortal Remnants, right? How would an ordinary loose cultivator from the Wilderness know this!

Huo Qing thought to himself, then nodded, "Nian Quan used his Sword Intent to break through his three magic artifacts, but still didn’t have enough power to destroy his brown cauldron. In the end, he conceded defeat and left the stage."

"And now for today..."

He looked towards the stage with admiration, "Though not as skilled as you, An Jing, Nian Quan really fought with grace. His opponent was a talisman specialist who used three protective body talismans in a row and bombarded him with various talismans as if they were free."

"At the beginning, when Nian Quan was engulfed by the Spiritual Light, I thought he was going to lose—but Nian Quan actually flew up with his sword, broke through the toughest firepower, and then engaged his opponent in close combat."

"Although talisman cultivators aren’t afraid of close combat, they ultimately can’t compare to Nian Quan’s rich experience. After a few rounds, he was cut down... But Nian Quan was hit by a desperate final talisman from his opponent before his defeat, and his injuries are quite serious now."

"Next, he has to face Yan Chengju from First Middle School again who has already beaten him once. His condition has actually worsened, I think... he’s still at a disadvantage."

Huo Qing was worried, but after An Jing glanced over, he smiled instead, "A disadvantage? That’s good—that’s exactly what we want, Huo Qing. Just wait and see, Nian Quan’s current state... can only be described as excellent!"

Huo Qing indeed didn’t have much experience in Magical Combat. Since An Jing had such an assessment, even with his doubts, he wouldn’t contradict him, but instead patiently waited for what would come next.

At that moment, Nian Quan also saw An Jing. His eyes brightened, but he didn’t say much or make any movements, only breathed more steadily, trying his best to recover some physical and spiritual power before the final match.

Coming up from the loser’s group meant paying the price of fighting one more round and sustaining more injuries. Even though the organizers would provide Jade Dew and potions to heal and restore Qi after the match, some energy couldn’t be recovered.

Of course, there are also those who say it’s good to climb up from the loser’s group in good condition. The waiting winner’s group might grow rusty and unexpectedly lose, so there are all kinds of sayings.

[The first-ever Special City Tournament, the youth singles finals, has already begun. Entering the final ring are Yan Chengju from Xuanye City’s First Middle School and Nian Quan from Xuanye City’s Third Middle School!]

Soon after, as Yan Chengju adorned in a robe bearing the First Middle School’s emblem stepped onto the platform on the other side of the ring, Nian Quan followed suit onto the stage, and the commentator started to fervently hype up the atmosphere: [Both are main players of their respective schools, in the previous winner’s group final, contestant Nian Quan was unable to break through contestant Yan Chengju’s magic artifact defense and was regrettably defeated by him, but his sharp swordsmanship and Sword Intent were indeed admirable.]

[Now, having defeated the vice-captain of First Middle School, Nian Quan returns to the final ring. This is the ultimate battle, a battle for revenge. Will Yan Chengju once again defeat Nian Quan, and like all past contestants of First Middle School, claim the championship, or will Nian Quan succeed in his revenge, fighting through numerous obstacles alone and snatch the championship from the hands of ten First Middle School contestants? Dear audience, please scan the code to choose the contestant you support, and the result of the match...]

[Let’s wait and see!]

An Jing didn’t have a chip, so he could only lift up the Water Mirror to scan, while others simply moved their eyes, and they all scanned in succession, the seats below them glowing with either blue or red halos.

On the central big screen appeared the support rates for both sides, with Yan Chengju’s support rate reaching an astonishing eighty-five percent, while Nian Quan had just over fourteen percent.

Throughout the entire competition venue, the blue representing Nian Quan looked as though it were submerged by the red.

"Ha, there are actually people supporting the kid from Third Middle School?"

Behind An Jing and others were another group of young people, who, upon seeing the color beneath An Jing and Huo Qing’s seats, immediately started laughing, "It must be just face-supporting; they didn’t understand Captain Yan’s real strength at all."

"Isn’t that so?" This group was probably from First Middle School or related friends and family, firmly taking First Middle School’s side, "How could these Wilderness people without even a chip understand the value contained in ’Five Directions Five Tools’? Nian Quan seems to have broken through three Artifacts, but in reality, he only forced Captain Yan to take him seriously for a moment."

"If Captain Yan had started off seriously, Nian Quan wouldn’t have had any room to fight back!"

An Jing was not one to pretend not to hear when people pointed fingers and made remarks behind his back; he turned his head and gave the group of young people a cold glace.

Suddenly, a wave of pure Evil Qi swept across, and in an instant, the chattering crowd fell silent. Even someone holding a drink trembled, spilling it onto his lap, which scared him into immediately standing up, attracting attention from those around.

"Oh?"

From the beginning, Principal He had been paying attention to Nian Quan’s two ’external friends.’ He took note of An Jing’s glance and became serious, "Divine Sense? This kid seems to be at the initial stage of Qi refining, yet he has already cultivated his Divine Sense as sharp as Sword Intent?"

In the Tianyuan Realm, Soul and Divine Abnormalities, even with some Soul Special Ability techniques, would be considered Divine Sense, and Principal He’s judgment was not mistaken, "A Body Cultivation practitioner from the Wilderness, with Sword Intent, and even prematurely cultivating Divine Sense sharp as a sword—this young fellow’s talent far exceeds my expectations."

"Although Nian Quan is strong, he cannot lead the team. However, if there are two Sword Intent seeds in the team..."

If Principal He’s initial reason for contacting An Jing had been mere thought, now he was sincerely moved and planned to take action.

[Good, the fight on stage is matched by no less contention off stage, with the friends and families of Nian Quan and Yan Chengju facing off; currently, it seems the friends and family from Nian Quan’s side have the upper hand in strength.]

Meanwhile, on stage, Nian Quan and Yan Chengju had already exchanged formal greetings, both expressionless, and the commentator was adding a rich scent of gunpowder: [This time it’s Nian Quan with an advantage, let’s see who on stage can truly claim first place. Will it be Yan Chengju defeated again, trying to win back pride for his friends and family, or will Nian Quan’s side achieve a massive turnaround, just like their friends and family down below did!]

"I didn’t expect that you would actually make it all the way here."

On stage, Yan Chengju held in his hands a brown square cauldron that fluctuated in size with the flow of Spirit Qi, he spoke solemnly, "Worthy of being a genius with a Heavenly Spiritual Root who has also grasped Sword Intent... Among the young generation in Xuanye City, perhaps only you are capable of challenging me."

"You? Me?"

Hearing Yan Chengju’s words, Nian Quan started laughing. It wasn’t mockery, but a genuine sense of humor he felt, "I must say, your strength is indeed notable, possessing only an Earth Spirit Root yet able to wield multiple Artifacts and skillfully employ Five Elements Skills. Your talent and resources are top-notch."

"But the young generation?"

Nian Quan thought of An Jing and slightly shook his head, "The world is vast, and geniuses far beyond us probably abound everywhere, even in Xuanye City... Yan Chengju, you’ve lost a humble heart."

"That’s why you’re bound to be defeated."