Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 158 - 158 100 past five levels cut down six generals_1

158: 100 past five levels cut down six generals_1 158: 100 past five levels cut down six generals_1 “A bet!

Taoist Friend Sun, how shall we bet?”

Golden Blade True Person asked.

“At every Xuanyang Ceremony, disciples of Xuanyang Sect always come out on top.

Let’s bet on which sect other than Xuanyang Sect will have a disciple enter the top five.

How about that?”

Jinqian Reverend suggested.

“Taoist Friend Sun, it seems you have great confidence in the disciples of Zixiao Sect!”

Ice Silkworm True Person commented.

“The top five is nothing.

Taoist Friend Lin, are you interested?”

Jinqian Reverend took out a crimson ginseng and said, “I’ll wager this five-hundred-year Fire Cloud Ginseng.”

“Count me in.

I wager a box of Golden Gang Sand.”

Golden Blade True Person presented a golden jade box and said.

“Taoist Friend Sun, doing it this way excludes our Xuanyang Sect, so should I bet on other sects’ disciples getting into the top five?”

Qianyang True Person voiced.

“There’s no need for that, Taoist Friend Chen can bet on whether the number of Xuanyang Sect disciples in the top five is odd or even.

We’ll determine the winner and then bet with you to see who becomes the biggest winner.

How does that sound?”

Jinqian Reverend proposed.

That way, the Core Formation Cultivators from all five major sects of Qin Country could participate.

“I’ll bet on the number of Xuanyang Sect disciples in the top five being odd!”

Qianyang True Person declared, taking out a golden porcelain bottle.

Shen Long stood near a blue fighting stage, watching other Foundation Establishment Cultivators duel.

A tall young man clad in golden robes and a plump woman in a white dress were spellcasting against one another.

The young man had cultivated the Firebird Technique to Great Perfection and could instantaneously cast it.

Both individuals were at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection stage, the young man a disciple of Xuanyang Sect, while the woman was from Badao Villa.

The woman in the white dress wielded a white long saber, which, when swung, released streaks of white saber qi that shattered the incoming Red Fire Firebirds.

The booming sound of explosions thundered as the Red Fire Firebirds burst, transforming into rolling flames.

The young man in golden robes pinched his spell, and vast amounts of crimson sparks materialized in the void, converting into dozens of massive fireballs each the size of about ten feet.

There were more than a hundred of them.

“Meteor Fire Rain!”

Shen Long’s expression tensed.

This was a second-order spell, known for its wide attack range.

“That person is Qian Kong, a core disciple of Xuanyang Sect.”

The voice of Qian Dafu rang out.

Shen Long turned to look as Qian Dafu approached.

Over a hundred massive fireballs bombarded the woman in the white dress, a huge explosion ensued, and flames engulfed the entire platform.

The blue light shield covering it dimmed significantly.

Qian Kong pinched his spell again, and another hundred massive fireballs appeared in mid-air.

“Stop, I concede,” a weak female voice came from within the sea of fire.

Qian Kong retracted his spell, and the fireballs disintegrated completely.

“Even Fairy Bai couldn’t withstand it; Taoist Friend Qian is really formidable.”

“This is good news; it’s one less formidable opponent for us.”

“Indeed!

We would definitely not have been able to beat Fairy Bai had we encountered her.”

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators discussed amongst themselves, admiring Qian Kong’s strength and feeling somewhat relieved that he had eliminated a strong competitor for them.

The pairing for the matches was entirely up to luck, with strong Cultivators sometimes facing each other early, leading to the elimination of the less powerful ones, while others less skilled might advance further simply due to having better luck.

After the first round of matches ended, there were still over five hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators left competing in the drawing of lots.

Shen Long drew the twenty-fifth lot and this time, his opponent was Li Shuang.

“Taoist Friend Shen, what a coincidence!”

Li Shuang greeted with a light smile, graceful and composed.

She was a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator, whereas Shen Long was only at the Middle Stage.

Li Shuang was confident in her abilities.

As the match began, a thick blue water screen appeared around Shen Long’s body.

He raised both hands, and two massive fireballs, each with a diameter of five zhang, flew towards Li Shuang.

Li Shuang reacted swiftly, casting a white light shield around herself while also summoning a Banner Flag that flickered with white light.

With a gentle wave, a three-foot-long white ice spear shot out to meet them.

The white ice spear pierced through the two massive fireballs, which then burst apart, flames billowing wildly.

Before the flames had dissipated, two more massive fireballs hurdled toward Li Shuang.

Li Shuang held the white Banner Flag in both hands and with a fierce wave, a two-zhang tall white tornado swept forth to meet the incoming attack.

She consecrated three glittering white flying daggers, which she thrust toward Shen Long.

These were a set of high-quality Magic Artifacts with considerable power.

Shen Long summoned a small blue umbrella that floated above his head, releasing a thick blue light shield to protect himself.

The three white flying daggers struck the blue light shield, creating a series of muffled sounds, and the shield trembled slightly.

He raised both hands, and more massive fireballs flew out, hurtling towards Li Shuang.

Li Shuang brandished the white Banner Flag, summoning another white tornado to counter.

Amidst the thunderous booms, Shen Long’s casting speed was so rapid that Li Shuang struggled to keep up.

Her manipulation of the three white flying daggers failed to penetrate Shen Long’s defenses.

As two more massive fireballs crashed towards her, Li Shuang was just about to defend when a sharp screech pierced the air.

She felt as if her head had collided with something heavy, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.

Before she could recover, two more massive fireballs hit the white light shield in succession, the intense flames engulfing her figure.

Even through the light shield, she could feel the astonishing heat.

Her Divine Sense detected something flying toward her.

Just as Li Shuang was preparing to defend, that sharp screech rang out again, and she was suddenly overwhelmed by dizziness.

Another two massive fireballs loomed, their flames intensifying.

By the time she regained her senses, a golden spear with unceasingly swirling light was hurtling toward her, appearing right before her face.