Amongst Cultivators, I Stand Above All

The new disciples of the Ningtian Sect were indeed impressive, and some people even said that Dong Xi was the dark horse of this inter-sect tournament.

Whether she was a dark horse or not, Dong Xi did not know. She only knew that she had won twice and entered the top 200.

If Dong Xi won again, she would enter the top 100.

Dong Xi thought about Second Senior Brother's promise. If she could enter the top 100, he would be given a mount as a reward.

Although Dong Xi had a flying magic tool, one required spirit stones while the other required spiritual Qi.

If she really had a mount, it would save her a lot of trouble when she went out to gain experience in the future.

Dong Xi was a little eager to try. Those who could enter the top 100 were almost all at the 11th or 12th level of the Qi Refinement stage. Some people were even at the great circle of perfection, just one step away from the Foundation Establishment.

In the past day, Dong Xi had competed again.

This time, his opponent was a Buddhist cultivator from Thunder Sound Temple, and he was at the 11th level of Qi Refinement.

Standing in the ring, the small monk saluted and said, "Amitabha, this Little Monk's name is Hui Zhi."

"Dong Xi," Dong Xi immediately saluted.

"Junior Sister Dong Xi, I've heard a lot about you," Hui Zhi said. "I heard that you have a high understanding of Buddhism. If you have time in the future, you can come to Thunder Sound Temple and discuss it with us."

Dong Xi, "?"

What did he mean by a high understanding of Buddhism? In both of Dong Xi's lives, she was only praying to the Buddha right now. She wanted to make a last-minute effort to pray, but she did not know if Buddha would see Dong Xi's sincerity and let her win again.

Although this was what Dong Xi was thinking, she could not say it out loud. She said respectfully, "Senior Brother, you're too kind. If I have time in the future, I'll definitely come here and learn from you."

The two of them greeted each other courteously and started to fight.

Hui Zhi had a metal spirit root. According to common sense, metal spirit roots were for output, but Hui Zhi was using it for defense.

Hui Zhi used the Golden Bell Shield to protect himself, which gave Dong Xi a headache.

Previously, she had encountered Senior Brother Tie Zhu, who was a body cultivator. Now, she had encountered Hui Zhi, who was mainly focused on defense. If Dong Xi could not break this Golden Bell Shield, there was no need to continue the competition.

Dong Xi took out her long sword and struck the Golden Bell Shield, but it did not break Hui Zhi's defense.

No one would have thought that Hui Zhi would use such a strong defensive move!

When Dong Xi heard the sound coming from the Golden Bell Shield, she suddenly felt a little emotional. How good would it be if she could use sound wave attacks now?

But even if she could not break the shield, she was not completely out of options.

Since her swordsmanship did not work, she would try her spells.

Hui Zhi was a metal-type, so she tried fire.

The temperature of Dong Xi's fire spiritual energy was different from that of ordinary people, and because of this, her alchemy furnace exploded several times. Not long after, Hui Zhi, who was in the Golden Bell Shield, could not bear it any longer.

Hui Zhi helplessly opened up a little bit of the Golden Bell Shield, wanting to get some air. However, the floor of the ring suddenly trembled.

A dirt-yellow palm suddenly appeared, and along the gap of the Golden Bell Shield, it directly lifted the entire Golden Bell Shield.

Hui Zhi knew that something was wrong. He immediately jumped up and dodged the terrifying punch.

Dong Xi's control of the Power of the Earth was becoming more and more smooth. This was not the only move she knew. Dong Xi did not want to end up with another draw, so she immediately used her strongest move. Victory or defeat would be decided in an instant.

Using the Power of the Earth to limit Hui Zhi's space of activity, Dong Xi's lips moved slightly, and she muttered an obscure Sanskrit phrase.

The people below the stage could not understand what Dong Xi was saying, but they saw a lifelike fire dragon appear behind her. The flames pieced together to form Fire Dragon scales. The dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it floated in the air. No one dared to look directly at it.

Following Dong Xi's gaze, the fire dragon slowly opened its eyes and let out a silent roar. Then, it charged toward Hui Zhi with its body covered in flames.

The crowd was shocked by this scene. They had never seen this spell before.

Moreover, was such a powerful move really something that a 7th level Qi Refinement cultivator could use? Hui Zhi would have no choice but to jump down and admit defeat, right?

Just as everyone was feeling anxious for Hui Zhi, they saw a golden man walk out of the sea of fire. Unlike before, this man had a Kasaya on him.

When everyone saw this scene, they all became excited.

"Everyone, look, Hui Zhi is fine."

"Amazing! He could withstand the dragon?"

"As expected, the competition this time is much more powerful than the ones we've had in the past."

"It's probably because that Kasaya is powerful. so he is able to dodge it. I'm afraid Dong Xi is going to lose."

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The crowd below the stage was bustling, expressing that they did not think highly of Dong Xi.

After all, in everyone's eyes, this was Dong Xi's final trump card, and yet she could not hurt Hui Zhi.

In that case, wouldn't the next move be Hui Zhi's showtime?

Dong Xi was also surprised to see Hui Zhi come out of the fire.

"As the saying goes, 'real gold fears no fire'," Dong Xi muttered to herself in a low voice.