The sound of his armor being removed was very weak. Seeing that I didn't accept his suggestion, he stopped breathing.
I called out to him in my heart, but he didn't respond. He had been accumulating power for two days and had just woken up. He must have fallen asleep again.
I walked down the stage with Officer Wang. He was still worried and kept asking about my situation. After I confirmed it, he finally felt relieved.
After sitting down, our gazes were quickly attracted by the other two matches.
This is the second to last round of the Heavenly Grand Ritual. If we win today, we will be able to take another step towards the position of champion. If we lose, the best result we can obtain is third place. The cultivation resources we will obtain will be far inferior to what the champion will obtain.
This was just a loss on the surface. More importantly, with the Wang family's current situation, if we didn't get the champion position, the situation would become complicated.
The Blessed Lands had existed for thousands of years, and no family was kind. The Wang family was weak, and only the Xuande Wonderland had jumped out. It wasn't because the other Wonderlands were kind, but because they weren't sure how much power the Wang family had accumulated over the years.
Therefore, the Wang family couldn't show any weakness. If they couldn't get the champion position, it would be hard to say what the other Wonderlands would do.
Although Officer Wang hadn't told me about this, I had seen it clearly in the past few days.
I had won a point against Zhao Hao, but this point wouldn't be the deciding factor. If I wanted to win, I would have to rely on Fatty and Fu.
"Since the start of the Allheaven Competition, the three of us have always crushed our opponents. Even though we've occasionally been caught by our opponents, we've always been able to win all three rounds. Even our opponents, the Xuande Paradise, haven't had this kind of achievement.
They had lost a point in the second round, so Zhao Hao had to go up early.
Of course, we wouldn't be able to keep our record now.
I glanced at Ah Fu's arena. It was the same as what he had told me before he went on stage. He was having a hard time.
In the previous battles, Fu had suppressed all the Yang God Celestial Masters. Even Ji Wubing of the Three Emperors Well Paradise was no match for him. However, after encountering Sword Lady Yurong, he seemed to be afraid and did not take the initiative to attack. He had been walking conservatively. Sword Lady Yurong, on the other hand, took advantage of his caution and forced Fu to be flustered.
As the strongest combat force in Wangwu Grotto on the surface, Fu could not be said to be weak. However, Fu was strong, and Hu Yurong was even stronger. Facing this existence who had challenged the entire Blessed Enclave by himself ten years ago, it would not be easy for Lu Zhenyang to defeat him without using the Chiyou Battle Axe.
Fu once again blocked Hu Yurong's attack and was forced to the edge of the arena. In the end, he relied on the Celestial Master's ability to fly to avoid being pushed off the arena by Hu Yurong's sword.
I looked at the arena that had been ravaged by the sword energy. It wasn't hard to imagine how many times Fu had faced such a situation during the time I had fought with Zhao Hao.
At this moment, Fu took the initiative to attack. He floated behind Hu Yurong. Before he landed, he made a series of hand seals. As soon as his toes touched the ground, the Celestial Master's Yang God floating above his head turned into a stream of light and aimed at Hu Yurong's back.
Fu's attack was majestic, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he didn't have enough energy after such a torrential attack. It was obvious that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Ah Fu noticed my gaze. For some reason, I nodded at him, indicating that he didn't need to worry. I had already won Zhao Hao's match.
After understanding what I meant, Ah Fu nodded. He carefully controlled his movements and weaved around Hu Yurong's sword energy. He looked like he was in a difficult situation.
Officer Wang didn't understand what Fu meant. He asked doubtfully, "Fu … What does he mean?"
I sighed. He was a smart man. It was impossible that he didn't know Fu's intention.
Fu was so cautious because he was waiting for the fatty's result.
Although I had won this match, it wasn't enough to enter the next round. Wangwu Grotto-Heaven needed to win one more match. He didn't know the fatty's result, so he didn't dare to use his full strength. He was afraid that he would be defeated prematurely. At that time, the fatty would also be defeated by Li Yuan, and Wangwu Grotto-Heaven would be defeated.
He was so cautious. As long as he persisted, even if the fatty was defeated, he would still have the power to fight back.
As for what method he would use to fight back, I didn't need to think too much to know from Fu's expression that he was unafraid of death.
Officer Wang had been with Fu for many years. Although they had to address each other as master and servant due to the rules of Wangwu Grotto-Heaven, in his heart, Fu's position was even higher than that of his two granduncles, who were always in seclusion. Knowing Fu's thoughts, he wouldn't feel good.
I put my hand on Officer Wang's shoulder and comforted him. "Don't be nervous. Uncle Fu will be fine."
Officer Wang clenched his fists, bowed his head, and mumbled, "Yeah."
I didn't look at Fu for the time being. I turned to look at the arena between the fatty and Li Yuan. Officer Wang's eyes also followed my gaze.
I thought that Officer Wang would be relieved if he didn't look at Fu. Unexpectedly, when Officer Wang turned to look at me, his face became more tense.
I frowned as I figured out what was going on.
In a sense, the outcome of the fatty's match was related to Fu's life and death.
Compared to Officer Wang, I didn't have much contact with Fu. However, he had helped me many times. In my heart, I had always regarded him as a senior who took care of me.
Therefore, I was no less nervous than Officer Wang. My eyes were fixed on the fatty's match.
Li Yuan was worthy of being the strongest expert in the Blessed Enclave. His strength was extraordinary. Coupled with Li Yuan's grudge against him, the old man didn't show any mercy when fighting with the fatty. His moves were more ruthless than the previous one. Fortunately, the fatty had enough talismans and strong formations. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.
After forcing Li Yuan to retreat with a silver talisman, the fatty's face became ruthless. He waved his right hand and summoned the jade sword he had taken from Li Yuan.
The fatty looked at Li Yuan and said from a distance, "Old Viper, this is what you want, right?"
Li Yuan didn't say anything, but his eyes became more gloomy as he looked at the fatty. He waved his right hand and spat out a fiery red jade sword. Then, he made a hand seal and sent the jade sword and his Dao sword into the sky.
The jade sword and the Dao sword met in the air, leaving a long flaming tail behind them. Then, they fell from the sky. At the same time, the flaming tail expanded like a peacock spreading its tail, bringing with it waves of heat. It was the sword technique that Li Yuan had used in the past. It was called the Prairie Fire Sword Technique.
However, compared to Li Yuan's technique, the technique that his grandfather, Li Yuan, had used was much more powerful.
After Li Yuan had done that, the fatty threw the small Dao sword in his hand into the sky. In a flash, flames surged, and a bright peacock appeared in the arena.
It was the Prairie Fire Sword Technique again!
Li Yuan's Prairie Fire Sword Technique wasn't enough to deal with Li Yuan. The fatty knew this, so his hands didn't stop moving. He quickly threw out the items to set up the formation. Soon, yellow smoke rose, and the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation appeared again!
Looking at this formation, my heart calmed down a little.
Although Li Yuan was Li Yuan's grandfather and was known as the first cultivator in the Glorious Era, he only had the Glorious Era cultivation base. After resisting the fatty's talismans and formations, he used the Prairie Fire Sword Technique again. No matter how strong he was, how much Taoist energy could he have?
If he had tried his best to attack and suppress the fatty so that he couldn't use the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, he would have had a chance to win. However, the fatty had already used the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation. Together with Li Yuan's jade sword, Li Yuan's defeat was certain.
Just as I had guessed, when Li Yuan's figure disappeared, the two dazzling peacocks in the arena were swallowed by the yellow smoke. After ten breaths, the entire arena was filled with yellow smoke.
I looked at Officer Wang and told him, "Don't worry. We've won this match!"
Officer Wang looked at the fatty's Nine Bends Yellow River Formation in surprise.
Although it wasn't the first time the fatty had used this formation, Officer Wang hadn't been there at that time, so he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
While Officer Wang was still in shock, the yellow smoke became more and more ethereal. Eventually, it all returned to the ground, revealing the fatty and Li Yuan.
The fatty was still sitting cross-legged in the same place as last time. As for Li Yuan, he was unconscious next to the fatty, just like Li Yuan.
It seemed that he wouldn't be able to keep his cultivation base.
However, it just so happened that the fatty had used up all of Li Yuan's Taoist energy during the battle, and now he had Li Yuan's Taoist energy to fill the gap. The grandfather-grandson duo had become the fatty's Taoist energy supply.
As the arena quieted down, the notary quickly came to the stage and checked Li Yuan's condition. After confirming that he had lost the ability to fight again, he announced the result of the battle to the audience.
It wasn't until then that Officer Wang came to his senses. He first looked at the fatty, then at me. Without saying anything, he ran to the notary's stand and stopped the battle between Ah Fu and Hu Yurong.
The fatty's victory had helped us get the ticket to the final, so Ah Fu didn't need to stay in the arena anymore.
For every minute he stayed in the arena, the danger he would face would increase by a fraction.
I didn't go to pick up the fatty. Instead, I followed Officer Wang and helped Ah Fu get out of the arena.
Ah Fu glanced at me, then looked at the fatty who was rushing over, and stuttered. "Saint, Lin, Young Master Lin …"
Before his voice died away, he passed out.
Hu Yurong was known as the number one Yang Spirit expert, so he wasn't easy to deal with. Ah Fu had already exhausted his Taoist energy after fighting with him for so long, so it was normal for him to pass out.
I checked Ah Fu's condition. After confirming that he was fine, I felt relieved and was about to ask Officer Wang to take him back to rest. However, when I turned my head, I saw Hu Yurong coming toward us.
What is he doing here?
Did he not have enough fun in the arena, so he's here to pick a fight?