Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 451 - 288: Junior Sister Said, "Make One for Me Too"_3

Chapter 451: Chapter 288: Junior Sister Said, "Make One for Me Too"_3

Who knows if it was really some sort of epiphany.

In the middle of the arena.

Zhang Ze, who was acting all cool, didn’t immediately take action; he was chatting softly with the big Cyan Ox, also known as Li.

"Why don’t you go?" Zhang Ze said.

"Where should I go?" Li asked.

"Just go wait outside the arena, unless you want to get in the ring too?" Zhang Ze lightly tapped Li’s hoof with his heel.

"Why shouldn’t I be in the ring?"

Li didn’t want to miss out on this chance to show off. He even prepared multiple tricks, like the Divine Ox Moon Rush, so he was still bickering with Zhang Ze.

"Aren’t you even considering who your opponent is? Wouldn’t you be bullying them?"

"And you’re not bullying them?"

"Don’t worry about it, hurry up, I can handle this on my own."

After much hesitation, Li gave a snort, reluctantly turned around, and left the arena, but didn’t go far. Instead, he went right to the edge of the field, shook off his equipment, and sat down with crossed legs against the wall in his Cyan Ox form.

He didn’t dispel the transformation spell, but instead, played with a small walnut in his Ox Demon form.

Because of this overly illogical scene, not only the two people in the arena, but everyone in the stands as well, turned their gaze to Li.

"Hey, brother, does your cousin sell oxen too? Where can I buy an ox like that?" a Cultivator who had just joined the offerings of the Holy Saint package turned and asked someone beside him. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Uh, I honestly don’t know."

How does an ox sit with its legs crossed?

By the wall, enjoying everyone’s gaze, Li felt quite satisfied having stolen the show.

"Ridiculous, it’s not as if being the protagonist makes you great; the show was stolen," Li thought to himself with a scoff.

Zhang Ze sighed, thinking to himself that he shouldn’t have called Li. He should’ve known to just buy a regular mule or water buffalo from town.

"Ahem, shall we begin?"

Zhang Ze looked at Xu Lin and said.

Xu Lin eyed the stick in Zhang Ze’s hand, and his heart sank to the bottom.

It seemed like, among the hundred people present, not a single one cared about him; he was the odd one out.

Given that, he might as well go all out against him.

Xu Lin stepped forward, bit his tongue hard enough to draw blood, and drew a Blood Talisman, summoning numerous Mountain Spirits and Demons.

Then, he charged at Zhang Ze.

But his attack lacked any form, only recklessly seeking mutual destruction.

In the stands, Fuji furrowed her brow, labeling Xu Lin’s condition as [About to Fail].

Not just Fuji, but Zhang Ze also noticed Xu Lin’s oddity.

Zhang Ze dodged Xu Lin’s desperate attack by exchanging injuries, moved to his side, and whipped his thigh with the stick.

Slap.

Slap.

Slap.

Three consecutive strikes, which didn’t harm Xu Lin much, actually cleared his Tao Heart, dispelling the haze clouding his mind.

Seeing Xu Lin’s eyes regain clarity, Zhang Ze stepped back a few steps, continuing to act like a master in silence.

Meanwhile, Xu Lin retreated a few steps, dismissed the spirits, took a long breath, and finally cupped his hands toward Zhang Ze, saying, "Thank you, Brother Zhang, let’s continue."

He just assumed his Tao Heart had been unstable.

Once cleared, Xu Lin’s steps became more structured, and he executed his Taoist Arts smoothly.

The South Mountain Sect’s techniques were all on display, drawing many impressed gazes.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze was reassured to play the role of a honing stone, feeding Xu Lin moves while using his Divine Sword to strike at Xu Lin’s wayward thoughts, keeping him clear-minded.

With Zhang Ze’s continued strikes with the little stick, Xu Lin seemed to truly have gained some insight; even the self-destructive emotion earlier became a valuable lesson.

"All things in heaven and earth possess spirits, scattered between the heavens and the sea, neither good nor evil."

"Using them as a guide, one can obtain the help of the heavens and the earth."

The move his mentor taught him seemed clearer, not just understood but even evolved.

The rain that Zhang Ze summoned from the sky grew heavier, pouring down in torrents.

Xu Lin’s figure disappeared at this moment, merging into the rain.

The sound of a bone flute arose, followed by a mournful whale song.

A shadow appeared in the sky, everyone looking up could see the ghost of a giant whale faintly appearing and disappearing in the storm, cruising as if in the sea.

The South Mountain Sect’s art, Spirit and Mind Capturing, harnessing the solitude spirits of the South Sea with a Bone Flute, temporarily using them.

Xu Lin’s lips turned pale, standing on the back of the whale; summoning such a large Whale Soul slightly exceeded his ability.

However, just a moment would be enough; he only intended to use the power of this Whale Soul for one task.

That was to leap out of the water once more, just as in life.

But this time, the sky became the sea.

At this time, everyone in the stands no longer held any contempt for Xu Lin.

After the mournful cry, the Whale Soul returned to the sea, and the spiritual qi within this world converged around Xu Lin, enveloping him as he transformed into the form of a giant whale.

The giant whale leapt out of the cloud sea, crashing toward the ground.

"This move is called Whale Fall, Brother Zhang, be careful." Xu Lin confidently declared loudly.

"I have a move too, I call it Rising Dragon." Zhang Ze dropped the stick into the Mirror Lake at his feet, and the Ink Sword that Li had given him appeared in his hand.

Pointing the sword at the sky, from the Mirror Lake, an ink dragon wrapped in sword qi ascended through the clouds, colliding with the giant whale.

The ink dragon dissipated, and the whale fell back into the sky.

The wind ceased, the rain stopped.

Xu Lin, now without a speck of strength, fell from the sky.

Before he hit the ground, he was caught by a Sword Sect elder, who praised "Very good, this move is quite interesting, much better than your mentor used back in the day."

"Senior, you praise me too highly." Xu Lin gave a bitter smile, then turned to glance at Zhang Ze, who seemed unbothered, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

The combination of time, place, and harmony in this strike didn’t even force out the opponent’s trump card, this...

The elder, noticing Xu Lin’s expression, softly comforted, "Don’t compare yourself to that kid, he isn’t normal."

Xu Lin felt somewhat awkward, not knowing how to respond.

And just then, Fuji emerged from the ground, approached Xu Lin, and after a polite bow to the elder, she said to Xu Lin, "I am a physician from Medicine King Valley, please allow me to examine you."

Xu Lin blushed a bit, "Thank you, may I ask for your name..."

"I am Fuji."

Just as Fuji finished speaking, her tentacles extended from the ground.

Xu Lin, "!"

In the stands, watching Xu Lin being bound and repeatedly whipped by the tentacles, a big man felt a bit excited.

Because he also wanted that kind of reward.

’So envious, why isn’t it me!’

The big man looked around, seeing no one paying attention to him, pretended to be sick and shouted toward the field, "Oh, my chronic condition is acting up, Miss Fuji, after you examine..."

Before he finished, a broad hand landed on his shoulder.

It was a large, bearded man with chest hair trimmed into the shape of a Pill Furnace on his chest.

"Wang, I too am from Medicine King Valley, tell me, fellow cultivator, where does it hurt."

"I, uh..."

"Hey, don’t be shy about seeing a doctor, even if it’s a private condition, I won’t tell, come on, let me have a look."

The broad hand gripped the big man’s shoulder, dragging him to a corner, taking off his coat...

In the arena.

Zhang Ze was squatting next to Li, who had returned to his original form, consoling the silly dragon who had its act stolen.

"Don’t be mad, I promise to take you with me tomorrow, no matter who the opponent is."

"Really?"

"Really, pinky promise, no changes for a hundred years."

After coaxing Li, and hoisting it onto his shoulder, just as Zhang Ze was about to leave, he felt his little walnut shake.

Taking out the little walnut, he saw it was a message from Junior Sister.

"Senior Brother, come back quickly, my mom has something for you again, about the Hundred Demons Sect."

"Also, also, make me an entrance like yours!"