Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 76 - 72: Cloud Movement Duel, Another Expert?_3

Chapter 76: Chapter 72: Cloud Movement Duel, Another Expert?_3

That is the ’incense’ needed for the temple ritual!

The incense hovered above Heavenly Altar Square, suspended like bright beacons in the air.

"Action!" Uncle Cang, beside Zong Shichang, immediately shouted.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Another Gathering Essence Eighth Stage martial artist, Uncle Hu, also leaped into the air swiftly, trying to snatch the incense.

Only the most confident experts dared to fight for the first wave of incense.

Though many others were tempted, they restrained themselves and did not move.

Because during this time, one must bear the consequences of life and death!

In the vast Heavenly Altar Square, only twenty-one people dared to jump up and fight for the first incense.

But this did not mean that those on the ground remained inactive.

At the very next moment after the twenty-one martial artists jumped up.

A voice came from the southeast of the square.

"The usage of rituals, harmony is precious!"

The voice was gentle, directly ringing in people’s ears, causing everyone to experience a momentary loss of consciousness.

It felt as if an elderly gentleman with a crown on his head were gently admonishing them by their side.

In that very moment, the fighting spirit of the twenty-one martial artists who had just jumped vanished, with twenty of them landing back on the ground, some even stumbling and unable to stand firmly.

"Wen Zhao!" Uncle Cang roared unwillingly. He and another person involuntarily landed as well.

Only a silver spear shot through the air, unaffected. Instead, it soared, grabbing one of the incense sticks. It was Du Jiaojiao.

At the same time, the sound of hooves could be heard emanating from outside the square, and a dark shadow riding a bamboo horse flew through the air, unaffected, surpassing Du Jiaojiao and seizing an incense stick first.

It then landed at the steps leading to the divine temple.

"Yang Junxiong!" Du Jiaojiao’s voice was delicate but filled with fighting spirit. As she landed, she was almost parallel with Yang Junxiong.

The stone steps could not accommodate many people. Whether they got the first incense depended on who went up first.

"Get lost!" Yang Junxiong shouted angrily. He was also using a spear, but it was entirely fiery red, and his momentum was astonishing, as if the bamboo horse was cloaked in a layer of twilight.

Even from such a distance, the roar still made the ears of the people in the square ache, but Du Jiaojiao was oblivious.

"Mid-level secret technique, Lion Roar?" Du Jiaojiao held her spear horizontally, blocking Yang Junxiong, her eyes gleaming. "You want me to get lost? Let’s see if you have the strength!"

These two were the first to snatch the incense, and the third was Zhang Boran beside Wen Zhao, who had leaped backward and thus was not affected.

But after landing, he dared not approach.

Because Yang Junxiong and Du Jiaojiao blocked the way forward, and, being only a Gathering Essence Eighth Stage martial artist, he dared not get closer.

With three incense sticks snatched, the fight in the square erupted in an instant.

Wen Zhao’s suppression lasted only a moment because he wanted Zhang Boran to grab it.

"Cloud Movement!"

Zhao Xing pointed forward at the exact moment of midnight, immediately trying to create a cloud layer to cover the entire Heavenly Altar Square.

But before moving the clouds, he had actually first used [Yin Wind].

He enveloped himself in Yin Wind, forming a barrier. Outside the Yin Wind, he used Wind Summoning Technique to create a second barrier.

After being tempered by the Yin Wind of the earth veins, the Ten Thousand Skill Spiritual Beauty made his soul resilient and hard to shake. Thus, Wen Zhao’s influence on him was minimal; instead, Yang Junxiong’s Lion Roar penetrated his wind wall.

The reason for the slight delay was mainly due to the spell’s trait—the gathering of clouds also required time.

Almost as soon as the first batch of martial artists landed and Du Jiaojiao and Yang Junxiong snatched the incense, Zhao Xing’s cloud layer covered the square.

He had to seize the initiative; otherwise, he would not be able to deploy Lightning or Ice Rain later on and might not claim the incense.

"Cloud Movement!"

Zhao Xing was not the only one with this idea. There were eight others in the square who also tried to gain the Heavenly Time advantage.

Those who dared to act in the first batch had absolute confidence in their spells.

The square was only so large; it could not accommodate so many clouds.

Thus, collisions occurred immediately.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Clouds collided, thunder roared, and the square was instantly illuminated brightly.

Even Wen Zhao, watching, was secretly speechless: "For the ritual of Heavenly Time to be in such disarray, it seems that Brother Cao is not the only formidable character vying for the position of Minister of Agriculture this time."

"Boom!"

On the west side of the square, Cao Qiushui, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, rolled his clouds like an unending river, forcefully squeezing the surrounding clouds out.

Soon, in his half of the square, three people had been defeated.

"Brother Cao’s Flowing Cloud Technique has reached the Fifth Transition. I acknowledge my defeat."

"Thank you, Brother Cao, for sparing me."

"Hmph, inferior skills, nothing more to say."

"Thank you all for your courtesy!" Cao Qiushui smiled and bowed towards the three.

He was about to expand his cloud range to cover the entire square when he noticed that, on the other half of the square, there was only one cloud left.

It turned out that Zhao Xing had already dealt with several other competitors. He had not relied on his cloud movement to suppress the other four.

Instead, he had sneakily used a wisp of Yin Wind to attack them.

Their souls were shaking and on the verge of collapse, how could they still control their cloud technique?

They were immediately cut apart, devoured by Zhao Xing’s clouds, and turned into nutrients.

Thus, Zhao Xing’s Initial Cloud Skill’s power was not inferior to Cao Qiushui’s Mid-level Cloud Skill.

"What’s happening? Why is my cloud movement out of control?"

"Who is it? Who’s scheming?!"

"Damn it!"

Four angry voices resounded in the square.

"Zhao Sanjia, how...?" Zong Shichang looked at the clouds above in disbelief.

He had no idea Zhao Xing was so formidable, able to create a cloud first and defeat four other Ministers of Agriculture before the experts.

"What astonishing control. How can his cloud movement technique devour others’ cloud qi?" Uncle Cang and Uncle Hu, who hadn’t jumped yet, were preparing to act when they were shocked by Zhao Xing’s maneuvers.

Because they hadn’t expected Zhao Xing to play a significant role, at least not in the first wave of incense snatching.

"This move again. In the previous assessment, his cloud already devoured Huang Tao’s cloud and became his..." Zong Shichang was somewhat excited.

Ignoring others’ astonishment, Zhao Xing quickly controlled the cloud to absorb the cloud qi of the defeated, getting ready. He crashed over while Cao Qiushui was showing off.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared again. Five-tenths of Zhao Xing’s cloud was dispersed in the collision.

But it was rapidly reabsorbed, demonstrating incredible control.

Though Cao Qiushui’s cloud was dominant in the collision, his Flowing Cloud Technique was hindered.

Though the collision was passive, it completely surprised everyone, for Cao Qiushui was using Mid-level Flowing Cloud Technique, while Zhao Xing merely employed Initial Cloud Movement.

"Hmm? Another expert?" Cao Qiushui looked in a certain direction with surprise.