A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 168: Foundation Establishment Tournament

First match, Zhao Lu won.

Second match, Feng Liuli went up.

"........"

Mount Shushan, inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

This Demon Suppression Tower was specially used to imprison those powerful and heinous humans or members of the demon race.

Those imprisoned here were all extraordinarily strong and ruthless characters.

Because their cultivation was profound, their karmic burdens were heavy.

If one were to execute these villains or evil demons on the spot, even a highly skilled cultivator might not avoid getting karmically entangled.

Once or twice would be fine, but Mount Shushan took it upon themselves to safeguard the world, and there were simply too many enemies.

Excessive killing would inevitably affect one’s future path of cultivation.

Moreover, these individuals were no ordinary figures, especially those who had reached the Tribulation Stage—they were exceedingly difficult to completely erase.

Thus, the only choice was to imprison them in the Demon Suppression Tower, using the Holy Water within to slowly erode their power and life force until they were eventually dissolved entirely.

At this moment, inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

Shangguan Suiyun suddenly jumped up.

"I seem to have sensed my little sister."

"Counting the days, today should be the Five Great Immortal Sects Grand Tournament," said the Right Guardian of the Asura Hall.

"Oh, it must be that my little sister has taken the stage."

Shangguan Suiyun smiled.

"I can already sense her."

The Right Guardian rolled over and cursed, calling him brain-damaged.

During these days in the Demon Suppression Tower, the Right Guardian of Asura Hall had been thinking that it was rare to have someone at the same Tribulation Stage—a famous great demon overlord like himself.

He hadn't expected that this guy turned out to be mentally ill.

"Your sister? She's the one who set you up," the Right Guardian muttered, "Since you’ve been locked up here, has she ever come to visit you even once?"

Before he finished speaking, the Right Guardian got blasted by a fierce glare.

"I won’t allow you to slander my little sister!! It's your Asura Hall’s Liu Qiushui who’s the despicable one!"

The Right Guardian roared back, "Don't insult my Sect Leader!!"

In a flash, the two started fighting.

"..........."

"Feng Liuli wins."

Two matches, two victories!!

The Mount Shushan crowd, as well as others, showed very little reaction.

Every year’s competition from Foundation Establishment to Spirit Transformation.

Other sects combined had only beaten Mount Shushan more than three times on one occasion.

The rest of the years, it was either one win or two at most.

The Foundation Establishment stage had three matches in total.

The third contestant was the seasoned Foundation Establishment competitor, Li Xuanxiao.

This time, all three Foundation Establishment contestants were picked from Silver Sword Peak.

It couldn’t be helped.

Silver Sword Peak simply had no one else qualified to take the stage now.

They could only pick from the Foundation Establishment disciples.

Thus, Li Xuanxiao was selected.

Huh? Me, fighting in the Foundation Establishment group?

Although Li Xuanxiao really wanted to lose the duel, after some careful thought,

As a Mount Shushan disciple, if he lost too easily, wouldn’t that attract even more attention?

Not to mention, it would shame Mount Shushan.

After weighing it all, he decided he still needed to win.

But he couldn’t win too easily.

Thinking this through, Li Xuanxiao stepped onto the stage.

"Silver Sword Peak disciple Li Xuanxiao, please grant me your guidance."

His opponent, carrying a massive sword on his back, cupped his fists.

"Xuantian Sword Sect, Li Mubai at your service."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mubai’s gaze sharpened, and he gripped his huge, coldly gleaming sword with both hands.

His entire strength surged into his arms in an instant.

Then, like a ferocious tiger, he lunged straight at Li Xuanxiao.

He was extremely fast, slicing through the air with a sharp wind, reaching Li Xuanxiao in the blink of an eye.

Facing Li Mubai’s ferocious attack, Li Xuanxiao’s eyes showed a hint of shock.

As if surprised that someone wielding such a giant sword could move at that speed.

Nobody was surprised by Li Xuanxiao’s reaction.

Winning wasn’t hard—the key was how to make it look difficult without raising suspicion.

Li Xuanxiao planted his feet firmly and swung his long sword in his right hand to meet Li Mubai’s heavy slash.

"Clang, clang, clang!" Several sharp and loud crashing sounds rang out.

Amidst the shower of sparks, a powerful shockwave spread outward from the two as the center.

The Elder of Xuantian Sword Sect narrowed his eyes slightly.

Li Mubai was his most outstanding Foundation Establishment disciple.

His Heavy Sword Technique was honed to near perfection!!

Only twenty years old this year.

Though young, he had rich battle experience.

Li Xuanxiao shifted his footwork, subtly using a special technique while exchanging moves with him.

He fed Li Mubai opportunities to exert all his strength perfectly.

The Heavy Sword’s power was immense.

Thus, every time Li Mubai struck, Li Xuanxiao had to pretend his sword hand was slightly trembling.

And the tremble had to vary each time, so it wouldn’t be noticeable.

He even had to use his spiritual power to force sweat onto his forehead.

"Senior Brother, you can do it!!"

Suddenly, Zhao Lu couldn’t help shouting out loud.

At her side, Feng Liuli refused to be outdone.

"Senior Brother, you can do it!!"

Su Wan twitched her eyebrows, glancing at Zhao Lu, then at Feng Liuli.

She was embarrassed to shout in front of so many people, but eventually also called out.

"Junior Brother... be careful."

Good grief, as soon as the three spoke up,

Many below the stage started looking at Li Xuanxiao with sour gazes.

Boy, looks like you’re quite popular with your Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters~

Li Xuanxiao:.........

Li Xuanxiao secretly glanced at Zhao Lu.

A cold voice sounded inside Zhao Lu’s heart lake, "Copy scriptures a hundred times when we get back!!"

Zhao Lu instantly pouted.

Seeing Mount Shushan people cheering for Li Xuanxiao, Xuantian Sword Sect people also shouted loudly for Li Mubai.

Li Mubai’s moves became even fiercer.

Li Xuanxiao kept retreating, making many Mount Shushan disciples below clench their fists nervously, afraid their fellow disciple would lose.

However, each time was thrilling but without real danger.

Sweat started to bead on Li Mubai’s forehead, and his breathing grew unstable.

Clearly he had the upper hand, yet he just couldn’t defeat his opponent.

He kept going all out, again and again.

Each time, Li Xuanxiao cleverly fed him moves just right to push him to his limits.

Li Mubai roared with fury.

"Break for me!!"

"Boom——!!"

Heavy Sword Technique, Seventh Layer!

The Xuantian Sword Sect Elder was overjoyed.

"Huff, huff...."

Li Mubai’s face turned pale, his body drained of strength.

Deep grooves were carved into the stage by his heavy sword, yet the figure before him had disappeared.

Huh?

Just then, a hand from the ground suddenly grabbed his ankle.