Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples-868. An Awkward Situation

Xuanyin Shujun’s cultivation was at the Lesser Realm of Spiritual Growth. The special outfit she wore was supposed to suppress that to the 10th Level of the Spirit Initiate Realm. Instead, it did almost nothing at all. It was better to not wear the outfit at all instead of pretending like this farce wasn’t a farce.

The gap between the peak of the Spirit Initiate Realm and the first lesser realm was tremendous. The rough comparison was a cultivator at the initial levels of the Spirit Initiate Realm trying to fight against someone at the peak. It was like an adult bullying a child.

“Fei’er, don’t trade blows with her,” Chen Wentian instructed, “Try to dodge the best you can. I will support you.”

“Understood.”

Long Yifei cast aside her frustration at the unfair situation. She gathered icy energy about her and activated the fourth stage of Winter’s Snow Dance, Icy Marrow. Her body emitted a frosty air as her eyes glowed blue. This form required a lot of spiritual energy and could usually not be sustained for too long. However, since her master had said he would support her, she didn’t have to worry about that.

Xuanyin Shujun didn’t give her too long to prepare and dashed toward her.

Pa!

Pa!

A pair of swift kicks rang out like whips cracking. They were aimed directly at Long Yifei, or where she was standing a moment ago.

Xuanyin Shujun’s kicks landed on a puff of icy fog. Seeing her opponent had fled, she got rid of the ice around her with a blast of spiritual energy and gave chase.

Pa!

Pa!

Pa!

Like a spinning top, she launched another series of kicks while keeping her momentum. The dance she employed was known for speed as well as offensive power. She was an experienced cultivator and there was no hesitation in her moves.

Long Yifei dodged left and right, rapidly retreating with each step. Her footwork was cool and exquisite. There was no wasted movement and no mistakes. It was like she was gliding on ice, shifting to and fro to avoid all of the attacks.

“What dance is that?”

“So fast!”

Several immortals spoke out, impressed by the duel.

Indeed, Long Yifei’s movements were not a part of any specific dance routine taught by the Order. It was a combination of everything she had learned in combination with the Cascading Ice Steps, an auxiliary move of Winter’s Snow Dance.

In addition to these intricate movements, she was also utilizing the fifth stage of Winter’s Snow Dance, Cold Snap, to great effect. Every step she took left a large patch of ice behind. Everywhere she passed by in the arena, there would be a cloud of icy fog left behind. These things combined to restrict Xuanyin Shujun’s ability to give chase.

Thus, the duel entered a period of stalemate. Long Yifei always kept a few steps ahead of her opponent who couldn’t find a way to close the distance. Long Yifei ran circles around the arena, over and over until many people were dizzy. There was so much ice and fog covering the arena that it was getting difficult to see the two contestants clearly.

“Ridiculous,” A gruff voice spoke loudly, attracting a lot of attention, “Shujun, stop playing around. End it quickly.”

“Yes.”

The person who spoke was her acolyte, the masked statue. His voice was deep and carried a dangerous aura. The masked man turned to Chen Wentian, his eyes flashed with a vicious light.

“You should get your sacred daughter to forfeit… if you don’t want to see a miserable sight.” He said.

Chen Wentian laughed and ignored him, instead calling out to Long Yifei, “Fei’er, go all out!”

“Yes, master!”

Two spiritual auras surged simultaneously within the arena. Xuanyin Shujun’s energy was deep and profound like the earth. It carried unfathomable strength as well as a resolute will. Long Yifei’s cultivation was that of ice. Her whole body was covered in a layer of white, turning her into an ice princess. In addition, her half of the arena started to snow heavily, as if a blizzard had suddenly arrived. The air turned frighteningly cold, so cold that it was difficult to breathe.

This was her strongest form. In addition to Icy Marrow, she was using Frozen Carapace of the third stage, Blizzard of the sixth stage, and even Winter Solstice of the seventh stage. Such a combination of stages from Winter’s Snow Dance required a tremendous amount of spiritual energy. If it was just herself, she could only persist for a few seconds at most. But with Chen Wentian providing a near-endless supply of spiritual energy, she could maintain this state comfortably.

Compared to her, Xuanyin Shujun’s transformation was far less flashy. It was only her spiritual aura that had reached the limit. Her appearance remained the same. However, just this was enough to push Long Yifei’s blizzard and subfreezing aura away.

With a burst of power that cracked the surface of the arena, Xuanyin Shujun shot toward Long Yifei.

Bang!

A heavy fist landed where Long Yifei stood, obliterating a part of the arena.

But Long Yifei had already fled.

Bang!

Xuanyin Shujun shot out like an arrow once again and demolished another part of the arena. And again, Long Yifei moved out of the way with time to spare.

The audience was left speechless by this duel of geniuses. Nobody cared about dancing anymore. They just wanted to see who would emerge as the winner.

Xuanyin Shujun was powerful. She was fast and her attacks were as heavy as mountains. Long Yifei was quick and agile. Her influence on the surroundings did enough to obstruct the opponent so that she could escape harm. The pair were playing a dangerous cat-and-mouse game. Whoever faltered first would lose the duel.

“How can she keep fighting?”

“She has amazing stamina!”

Those in the crowd couldn’t help but discuss the duel as it continued. Long Yifei’s performance was too surprising. For a normal cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Initiate Realm, they would have fallen over from exhaustion long before now. Yet, she showed no signs of even struggling to keep up.

What was even more surprising, Xuanyin Shujun was starting to show signs of strain. She had chased after Long Yifei at full strength for over ten minutes. She could still keep going but her movements had noticeably gotten slower. She only hoped that her opponent would run out of energy soon.

However, that didn’t happen. Long Yifei maintained her peak state, covering the arena with snow and ice. She was like a ghost, impossible to catch. Up until now, they hadn’t even touched each other.

“Damn it.” Xuanyin Shujun finally stopped to catch her breath.

Chasing anymore was pointless. So, she stopped and held her ground, hoping her opponent would do something and make a mistake.

Long Yifei also stopped and picked a spot farthest away from her opponent. She withdrew the various stages of Winter’s Snow Dance and stared at Xuanyin Shujun.

The two of them entered an awkward stalemate. Xuanyin Shujun didn’t want to waste any more energy chasing. Long Yifei didn’t want to trade blows with someone at a higher realm.

The duel still had a time limit. So, how would they determine the victor?

“Sister Xuanyin, how about a truce?” Long Yifei offered.

“A truce? What truce?”

“This is still a dancing duel at the end of the day. Since we can’t resolve anything by fighting, let’s not fight. You stay over there and I will stay here. Whoever is the better dancer will be the winner.”

“This…” She hesitated and looked at her acolyte.

The masked man remained stoic and didn’t move or even give her a nod of acknowledgment.

“Hey, brick face, your sacred daughter is talking to you.” Chen Wentian taunted.

The masked immortal glared at him, “Fight, fight to the end!”

“Yes, master!” Xuanyin Shujun said.

Two pairs of spiritual auras surged once more as the duel resumed.

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