Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 1071 - 131: An Unexpected Victory

As soon as the two stepped onto the stage, Ma Zhao saluted rather gracefully.

Xue Xuan’s eyes flashed a hint of complexity. After a while, she slowly exhaled.

"Senior brother, do you remember how you often practiced martial arts with me when we were young? How carefree we were back then."

Ma Zhao was stunned, clearly unable to recall.

"You’ve forgotten all of it." Xue Xuan smiled sorrowfully, her expression instantly turning cold.

She suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ma Zhao, make your move." Xue Xuan’s voice sharpened as her movement technique quickened, and unusual icy Primordial Qi gathered in her palm. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The icy aura made Xue Xuan’s hand exhibit two colors, a faint blue-white mist-like hue on the surface, while the palm center was deep blue, freezing anything it touched into ice.

With a fierce shout, Xue Xuan unleashed a torrent of hand shadows through the air.

In an instant, the entire arena was shrouded in ice fog, blurring Ma Zhao’s vision, surrounded only by the sound of the whistling palm wind.

No one expected Xue Xuan, who had always been devoted to Ma Zhao, to suddenly strike, and using...

"Mystic Fog Ice Palm!"

Elder Xue exclaimed in surprise.

The Mystic Fog Ice Palm is a Second-tier Martial Arts of Xuefeng, its most formidable aspect is the ice fog that can instantly freeze and seal the Primordial Power of the opponent’s body, causing significant reduction in cultivation, albeit momentarily.

Within Xuefeng, besides Elder Xue, only her eldest disciple knew this skill; neither Ma Zhao nor Xue Xuan had learned it.

Earlier, Elder Xue taught this martial arts to Xue Xuan, but she found the palm technique too arduous and never mastered it. Unexpectedly, Xue Xuan secretly learned it for the sect competition.

With a loud "bang," a figure was seen tumbling off the stage, struck by Xue Xuan—it was Ma Zhao.

Ma Zhao still wore an expression of disbelief as he fell off the stage.

He couldn’t believe Xue Xuan defeated him, that Xue Xuan’s cultivation surpassed his own?!

Elder Xue stood there stunned, looking at her daughter on the stage.

"Senior brother, I won." Xue Xuan defeated Ma Zhao, yet her expression showed no joy; she looked at Ma Zhao with pain.

"Junior sister, you!" Ma Zhao was anxious and furious, feeling unbearable pain in his chest, a surge of anger caused him to spit blood.

Seeing the blood, Xue Xuan’s face changed, her body trembled, wanting to run off the stage to help Ma Zhao.

She had just reached out, when Hong Mingyue quickly walked up and supported Ma Zhao.

"Don’t touch me, Xue Xuan, I really misjudged you."

In full view, Ma Zhao harshly shook off Xue Xuan’s hand, allowing Hong Mingyue to assist him.

Xue Xuan’s hand hung in mid-air, Ma Zhao’s eyes filled with disgust and resentment, piercing her heart like ten thousand arrows, more painful than the night Ma Zhao slapped her.

"First group, first round match: Xue Xuan wins."

Despite finding it difficult to accept, Elder Xue had to announce the result.

Inside the venue, spectators chatted and discussed in whispers.

Xuefeng had infighting—it was unexpected that Ma Zhao, the likely first of the group, was defeated by Xue Xuan, whose strength had always been inferior to his.

The first match of the Top Ten Competition turned out to be a huge upset, causing a commotion in the audience.

The other peaks looked at Xuefeng with sympathy.

"I didn’t expect that girl Xue Xuan is also one who’s deeply hidden." Elder Yue observed and frowned quietly.

"I don’t think that’s the case; Xue Xuan’s Mystic Fog Ice Palm, while powerful, showed unstable breath just now—it seems she used Forbidden Medicine."

Yue Mubai pondered.

"Oh, could it be that Elder Xue went to great lengths to have her daughter enter the Top Ten?" Elder Yue was quite surprised.

"I’m afraid it’s not Elder Xue who played tricks. Look over there." Yue Mubai, watching the spectacle, looked towards the seat of Xuefeng.

After returning to Xuefeng’s seat, many disciples, usually nice to her, remained silent.

Elder Xue snorted coldly, not even glancing at Xue Xuan.

Xue Xuan’s eyes turned red as she stood to the side.

The first group’s matches concluded, after two hours, Xue Xuan secured the first spot in the Top Ten with a complete victory.

Still, there was no sign of joy among the people of Xuefeng.

Ma Zhao, having lost to Xue Xuan, became the group’s second, needing to wait for the other five groups to finish before competing for the final four remaining spots in the Top Ten.

Since the second group had no strong contenders, the first place was taken by a disciple from Inner Sect Hua Feng, while Huang Jun’s luck was considered good as he took second place in the group, also waiting for results from the other four groups to engage in playoffs.

"Third group, first round: Qin Xiaochuan versus Ye Lingyue."

Finally, it was Ye Lingyue and Qin Xiaochuan’s turn.

At Wuya Peak’s seats, several senior brothers and sisters carefully glanced at Master Wuya.

"I wonder who is stronger between Old Fourth and Sixth Sister-in-law."

"It should be Old Fourth. After all, he participated in a sect competition once before and did well. If it weren’t for running into that member of Xuefeng, he might have made it to the top three. Sixth Sister-in-law is young and also a girl. Frankly, Sixth Sister-in-law’s luck is really not good." The eldest brother still favored Qin Xiaochuan.

Ye Lingyue’s performance in the last Level-crossing Competition was indeed commendable.

However, the Top Ten Competition is different from the leveling contests earlier; opponents here are true experts from Lonely Moon Sea.

In previous battles against Outer Sect disciples, Ye Lingyue used Martial Arts that were not especially high-level.

In the eyes of the eldest brother, this exposed the fatal flaw in Ye Lingyue’s lack of family heritage.

As long as Qin Xiaochuan fought without holding back and used Wuya Peak’s Ultimate Skill, the outcome would be clear.

"What’s wrong with being a woman, eldest brother? Yet at home, aren’t you always beaten by your wife with a rolling pin? Martial arts don’t matter; what’s crucial is whether they can defeat the enemy," Wuyue retorted, reddening the eldest brother’s face, while nearby senior brothers and sisters laughed.

Master Wuya listened with mixed feelings.

Since Ye Lingyue stabilized Wuyue’s condition, her personality became more cheerful and lively.

Master Wuya was naturally pleased, but if Qin Xiaochuan were really defeated by Ye Lingyue, it would be embarrassing for Wuya Peak.

Then again, if Ye Lingyue lost, what about Xiao Liu...

Master Wuya glanced at Di Shen nearby, who stared intently at Ye Lingyue on the stage.

The noise from fellow disciples seemed unrelated to him.

Di Shen’s breakthrough this time appeared different from before.

He seemed colder, only relaxed when Ye Lingyue was present. But whenever she left, Di Shen emitted a chilling aura.

Perhaps, he was overthinking, Master Wuya sighed and turned his gaze to the stage.

In the meantime, the match on the stage had already begun.