Chapter 81
If I desire nothing, Heaven will not allow it! [Middle]
The vast Luoxia Mountain was completely silent.
Only the thunderous sounds of collisions on the arena remained.
Pei Hao stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.
Even the most powerful and domineering force could not shake the wall of characters.
Gu Lin once again used his Eye of Void Breaking. As the autumn leaves of his inner energy fell, his pupils shone with golden light, and he spotted a flaw in a corner of the wall of characters.
The golden giant hand struck again, its small area filled with a dazzling Buddhist light, delivering a powerful blow.
Bang!
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in one corner of the wall with characters.
Pei Hao's eyes revealed admiration, as if he greatly respected his opponent's fighting prowess.
However, he closed his eyes in an instant, and a dense array of powerful characters surged out, quickly filling the cracked corner.
Countless members of the Holy Land shook their heads and chuckled, seemingly able to understand Gu Lin's sense of powerlessness.
How do we fight this?
Gu Lin's internal energy couldn't break through the defense of the Haoran Embryo at all!
Should we continue this stalemate?
Even the Brahma Battle Body couldn't outlast the Vast Embryo!
The literary space of others is more than ten times that of ordinary Confucian scholars!
Gu Lin's fate was self-evident.
He fought until he was exhausted and had no choice but to admit defeat!
The attention of all the onlookers has shifted away from this battle.
They eagerly anticipate the clash between two unparalleled talents.
How will Huo Fengchun break Pei Hao's shameless strategy of "hiding in a tortoise shell"?
Inside the Xiezhi Pavilion.
The atmosphere was as stiff as iron.
A red-robed commander casually remarked:
"Admitting defeat is the best strategy. We should conserve our strength to deal with Du Fuyao, the Xuanhuang Saint Body, and strive to secure third place."
Du Fuyao has undergone a complete transformation at the cost of damaging her foundation, making it extremely difficult for her to defeat her again.
The other headquarters officials echoed this sentiment.
They were very satisfied with the junior squad leader's performance. In this competition, Chuzhou East Temple suffered a crushing defeat simply because it failed to obtain the Holy Body.
Gu Lin was only at the eighth level of the Profound Realm and did not have any special physique; he had already reached his limit!
Inside the pavilion carved with a three-legged golden crow, officials from the Wuji Hall headquarters were talking in hushed tones.
They were too lazy to pay attention to this match; they were all discussing the upcoming battle between the two peerless talents of Chuzhou.
How will Huo Fengchun respond?
The thousand households of Chuzhou were brimming with confidence:
"His invincible fighting spirit could shatter any defensive wall. If Pei Hao's abilities were limited to this, he wouldn't last two moves in the battle between the two prodigies..."
He abruptly stood up, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.
Meanwhile, in the other three lofts, numerous headquarters officials wore expressions of horror.
On the arena, Gu Lin suddenly stopped his attack, his brows opening and closing, releasing wisps of purple aura.
In an instant, the air in the entire venue froze, as if a boulder had been thrown into the deep sea, stirring up a storm in everyone's mind.
The eighth level of the Confucian Yunling Realm?
Cultivating both Confucianism and martial arts, advancing in cultivation simultaneously?
At this moment, even the most composed members of the Holy Land were inexplicably shocked.
Yes, there was a rumor circulating in Luoxia Mountain that that Section Chief Gu was a practitioner of both Confucianism and martial arts during the Holy Land selection competition.
However, his Confucian and Taoist cultivation level is only at the Qi Nourishing Realm of a Confucian Scholar, which is said to be at the third level of a Confucian Scholar? It can be almost ignored.
Everyone thought that he must have given up Confucianism and Taoism long ago, since Confucianism and Taoism rely too much on talent. Is it necessary for someone who is almost twenty years old and is only at the third level of Confucianism to continue cultivating?
Moreover, Confucianism and Taoism require time and energy, immersing oneself in a vast sea of books day after day.
But now he has suddenly revealed that he has already reached the eighth level of Confucian cultivation!
"He only used 50% of his strength in the Group B battle of the Top 12?"
A newcomer to the competition was dumbfounded and utterly shocked.
We used 50% of our strength to suppress Group B!
Inside the Xie Zhi Pavilion, everyone, including Lord Yu in his purple robes, was in high spirits.
Xuanyuan Qinyin's beautiful face was as cold as ice, and her anger was about to explode.
She realized she had fallen into a trap the moment she made the bet.
That kid is cunning and shameless!
Anyone with a normal mind would think that Gu Lin has given up on Confucianism and Taoism. After all, the cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism is slow to improve. He is almost twenty years old and is still only a third-level Confucian scholar. Is it necessary to waste time on such a ridiculous talent?
But now...
As all eyes returned to the arena, Gu Linwen's righteous energy poured forth, continuously flowing into the wall of characters.
The two forces pressed down on each other, completely crushing Gu Lin's righteous spirit.
suddenly.
A phantom purple sword was spat out of Gu Lin's mouth.
call out!
The palm-length sword, spinning, pierced through the wall of characters, leaving a fist-sized opening.
In an instant, many onlookers were filled with excitement.
The tortoise shell is broken!
Pei Hao's usually calm expression finally turned serious.
He dared not be careless again, for if the other party got close, the situation would take a sharp turn for the worse. So he completely released the Vast Purple Jade of the Confucian Master Divine Palace Realm.
In the blink of an eye, a purple jade mark appeared on his forehead, and a thin sheep hair brush emerged from his eyebrow.
"My natal item!"
"Having just entered the Divine Palace Realm, he's actually able to condense his natal artifact?"
Even the members of the Wendao Academy were shocked to witness this.
Normally, only those at the seventh level of the Confucian Master Divine Palace Realm or above can condense a natal artifact possessing the power of rules.
Pei Hao possessed his natal artifact at only the first level of the Divine Palace Realm. What terrifying comprehension! His innate holy body truly lived up to its name!
"You've forced me to reveal my natal artifact, so you're ranked third. No one in Chuzhou dares to question that."
Pei Hao's voice was melodious and deep as he held a fine wolf-hair brush and wrote sixteen large characters in front of him.
"High mountains are to be admired, and virtuous conduct is to be followed; mountains do not refuse dust, and rivers do not refuse overflow."
The next breath after finishing writing.
An endless pressure is being unleashed!
A landscape painting of mountains and rivers slowly unfolds.
Gu Lin was immediately unable to move. His entire body was enveloped in purple light, and his righteous aura was slowly swallowed up by the painting. He seemed to be trapped in the mountains and rivers.
After the scroll was unfurled, it was slowly tightened again.
The mountains and rivers gradually shrink.
A strong squeezing force came.
Blood seeped from Gu Lin's skin, gradually staining his black official robe with the image of a mythical beast.
He remained extremely calm and immediately deployed his inescapable net.
A giant purple net enveloped and imprisoned him, isolating him from external pressure.
Even though the scroll was tightening more slowly, it never stopped.
A somber atmosphere permeated the entire venue.
Dongsi Gu's combat strength has overturned our understanding, but he still cannot cross that talent gap.
The "Emerging of Righteousness" move was definitely prepared for the Brahma Battle Body, but now it has been forced to be used.
boom!
A lightning bolt exploded above the arena, and at the same time, Gu Lin's eyes turned golden, and his golden palm, radiating Buddhist chants, covered the stream in the painting.
The scroll trembled slightly, and the tightening became even slower, but it did not shatter at all.
In everyone's eyes, Gu Lin was like a ferocious beast trapped in a prison, tearing and biting wildly, launching fierce attacks, yet unable to break free of the prison.
This despair and helplessness evokes sympathy!
The newcomers of the Holy Land are so powerful that they are at the eighth level of both Confucianism and martial arts. Any one of them can easily suppress those at the Knowing Fate Realm or Confucian Master Realm, but they still cannot shake the might of the Holy Body!
Gu Lin can be said to have suffered a glorious defeat in this battle!
Du Fuyao, the Xuanhuang Saint Body outside the arena, was pale. After today, she was afraid she would become a laughing stock of Luoxia Mountain, having prematurely damaged her Saint Body foundation just to win third place.
Looking at Gu Lin now, do you think she can get third place?
Only the thunderous sounds of collisions on the arena remained.
Pei Hao stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.
Even the most powerful and domineering force could not shake the wall of characters.
Gu Lin once again used his Eye of Void Breaking. As the autumn leaves of his inner energy fell, his pupils shone with golden light, and he spotted a flaw in a corner of the wall of characters.
The golden giant hand struck again, its small area filled with a dazzling Buddhist light, delivering a powerful blow.
Bang!
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in one corner of the wall with characters.
Pei Hao's eyes revealed admiration, as if he greatly respected his opponent's fighting prowess.
However, he closed his eyes in an instant, and a dense array of powerful characters surged out, quickly filling the cracked corner.
Countless members of the Holy Land shook their heads and chuckled, seemingly able to understand Gu Lin's sense of powerlessness.
How do we fight this?
Gu Lin's internal energy couldn't break through the defense of the Haoran Embryo at all!
Should we continue this stalemate?
Even the Brahma Battle Body couldn't outlast the Vast Embryo!
The literary space of others is more than ten times that of ordinary Confucian scholars!
Gu Lin's fate was self-evident.
He fought until he was exhausted and had no choice but to admit defeat!
The attention of all the onlookers has shifted away from this battle.
They eagerly anticipate the clash between two unparalleled talents.
How will Huo Fengchun break Pei Hao's shameless strategy of "hiding in a tortoise shell"?
Inside the Xiezhi Pavilion.
The atmosphere was as stiff as iron.
A red-robed commander casually remarked:
"Admitting defeat is the best strategy. We should conserve our strength to deal with Du Fuyao, the Xuanhuang Saint Body, and strive to secure third place."
Du Fuyao has undergone a complete transformation at the cost of damaging her foundation, making it extremely difficult for her to defeat her again.
The other headquarters officials echoed this sentiment.
They were very satisfied with the junior squad leader's performance. In this competition, Chuzhou East Temple suffered a crushing defeat simply because it failed to obtain the Holy Body.
Gu Lin was only at the eighth level of the Profound Realm and did not have any special physique; he had already reached his limit!
Inside the pavilion carved with a three-legged golden crow, officials from the Wuji Hall headquarters were talking in hushed tones.
They were too lazy to pay attention to this match; they were all discussing the upcoming battle between the two peerless talents of Chuzhou.
How will Huo Fengchun respond?
The thousand households of Chuzhou were brimming with confidence:
"His invincible fighting spirit could shatter any defensive wall. If Pei Hao's abilities were limited to this, he wouldn't last two moves in the battle between the two prodigies..."
He abruptly stood up, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.
Meanwhile, in the other three lofts, numerous headquarters officials wore expressions of horror.
On the arena, Gu Lin suddenly stopped his attack, his brows opening and closing, releasing wisps of purple aura.
In an instant, the air in the entire venue froze, as if a boulder had been thrown into the deep sea, stirring up a storm in everyone's mind.
The eighth level of the Confucian Yunling Realm?
Cultivating both Confucianism and martial arts, advancing in cultivation simultaneously?
At this moment, even the most composed members of the Holy Land were inexplicably shocked.
Yes, there was a rumor circulating in Luoxia Mountain that that Section Chief Gu was a practitioner of both Confucianism and martial arts during the Holy Land selection competition.
However, his Confucian and Taoist cultivation level is only at the Qi Nourishing Realm of a Confucian Scholar, which is said to be at the third level of a Confucian Scholar? It can be almost ignored.
Everyone thought that he must have given up Confucianism and Taoism long ago, since Confucianism and Taoism rely too much on talent. Is it necessary for someone who is almost twenty years old and is only at the third level of Confucianism to continue cultivating?
Moreover, Confucianism and Taoism require time and energy, immersing oneself in a vast sea of books day after day.
But now he has suddenly revealed that he has already reached the eighth level of Confucian cultivation!
"He only used 50% of his strength in the Group B battle of the Top 12?"
A newcomer to the competition was dumbfounded and utterly shocked.
We used 50% of our strength to suppress Group B!
Inside the Xie Zhi Pavilion, everyone, including Lord Yu in his purple robes, was in high spirits.
Xuanyuan Qinyin's beautiful face was as cold as ice, and her anger was about to explode.
She realized she had fallen into a trap the moment she made the bet.
That kid is cunning and shameless!
Anyone with a normal mind would think that Gu Lin has given up on Confucianism and Taoism. After all, the cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism is slow to improve. He is almost twenty years old and is still only a third-level Confucian scholar. Is it necessary to waste time on such a ridiculous talent?
But now...
As all eyes returned to the arena, Gu Linwen's righteous energy poured forth, continuously flowing into the wall of characters.
The two forces pressed down on each other, completely crushing Gu Lin's righteous spirit.
suddenly.
A phantom purple sword was spat out of Gu Lin's mouth.
call out!
The palm-length sword, spinning, pierced through the wall of characters, leaving a fist-sized opening.
In an instant, many onlookers were filled with excitement.
The tortoise shell is broken!
Pei Hao's usually calm expression finally turned serious.
He dared not be careless again, for if the other party got close, the situation would take a sharp turn for the worse. So he completely released the Vast Purple Jade of the Confucian Master Divine Palace Realm.
In the blink of an eye, a purple jade mark appeared on his forehead, and a thin sheep hair brush emerged from his eyebrow.
"My natal item!"
"Having just entered the Divine Palace Realm, he's actually able to condense his natal artifact?"
Even the members of the Wendao Academy were shocked to witness this.
Normally, only those at the seventh level of the Confucian Master Divine Palace Realm or above can condense a natal artifact possessing the power of rules.
Pei Hao possessed his natal artifact at only the first level of the Divine Palace Realm. What terrifying comprehension! His innate holy body truly lived up to its name!
"You've forced me to reveal my natal artifact, so you're ranked third. No one in Chuzhou dares to question that."
Pei Hao's voice was melodious and deep as he held a fine wolf-hair brush and wrote sixteen large characters in front of him.
"High mountains are to be admired, and virtuous conduct is to be followed; mountains do not refuse dust, and rivers do not refuse overflow."
The next breath after finishing writing.
An endless pressure is being unleashed!
A landscape painting of mountains and rivers slowly unfolds.
Gu Lin was immediately unable to move. His entire body was enveloped in purple light, and his righteous aura was slowly swallowed up by the painting. He seemed to be trapped in the mountains and rivers.
After the scroll was unfurled, it was slowly tightened again.
The mountains and rivers gradually shrink.
A strong squeezing force came.
Blood seeped from Gu Lin's skin, gradually staining his black official robe with the image of a mythical beast.
He remained extremely calm and immediately deployed his inescapable net.
A giant purple net enveloped and imprisoned him, isolating him from external pressure.
Even though the scroll was tightening more slowly, it never stopped.
A somber atmosphere permeated the entire venue.
Dongsi Gu's combat strength has overturned our understanding, but he still cannot cross that talent gap.
The "Emerging of Righteousness" move was definitely prepared for the Brahma Battle Body, but now it has been forced to be used.
boom!
A lightning bolt exploded above the arena, and at the same time, Gu Lin's eyes turned golden, and his golden palm, radiating Buddhist chants, covered the stream in the painting.
The scroll trembled slightly, and the tightening became even slower, but it did not shatter at all.
In everyone's eyes, Gu Lin was like a ferocious beast trapped in a prison, tearing and biting wildly, launching fierce attacks, yet unable to break free of the prison.
This despair and helplessness evokes sympathy!
The newcomers of the Holy Land are so powerful that they are at the eighth level of both Confucianism and martial arts. Any one of them can easily suppress those at the Knowing Fate Realm or Confucian Master Realm, but they still cannot shake the might of the Holy Body!
Gu Lin can be said to have suffered a glorious defeat in this battle!
Du Fuyao, the Xuanhuang Saint Body outside the arena, was pale. After today, she was afraid she would become a laughing stock of Luoxia Mountain, having prematurely damaged her Saint Body foundation just to win third place.
Looking at Gu Lin now, do you think she can get third place?