Li Poshan's voice reached Wu Tian's ears, Pay attention to our coordination. The slightest mistake will be noticed by Yao Dingli up high. I cannot release my power; I can only help you defend.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Poshan temporarily took control of the body. Facing Jiang Cisui's incoming figure, he suddenly twisted his body and grabbed Jiang Cisui's wrist.
Switch!
Li Poshan's voice echoed.
Wu Tian pushed his power to the absolute limit and forcefully slammed Jiang Cisui's body into the ground.
Boom!
With a loud crash, Jiang Cisui planted his feet firmly on the earth.
He looked at Wu Tian in disbelief. He had just elevated his power to the mid-Transcendence stage, yet his wrist was still caught.
It should be known that his mid-Transcendence stage was no ordinary mid-stage. Even at this level, he could fight against those at the peak of the Transcendence stage.
Whoosh!
Just as Jiang Cisui was in shock, Wu Tian charged right up to his face again.
The smile on Jiang Cisui's face grew even wider. He had never expected to encounter such an opponent.
He raised his hand, and the water droplets in front of him rapidly condensed, finally forming an ice sword.
Boom!
The clash between the ice sword and Wu Tian's longsword produced a terrifying shockwave that scattered in all directions, causing the surrounding arrays to light up.
Crack!
The moment Wu Tian's longsword met the ice sword, it was frozen solid.
The ice spread toward his palm, freezing Wu Tian's arm in the blink of an eye.
But as a burst of black energy was released, the ice instantly vanished.
Boom!
Jiang Cisui's other hand had already drawn a talisman, blasting Wu Tian away.
Wu Tian adjusted his posture in mid-air and finally landed on his feet.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. This guy is truly formidable.
He's obviously still holding back. I can tell you the truth: unless I completely take over your body and use my power to fight him, we won't have a chance of winning. But if we do that, you'll violate the rules. The experts up there will definitely see that you intentionally hid your cultivation realm, Li Poshan's voice sounded again.
Wu Tian nodded slightly. It was true. He had previously registered as a Grandmaster. If he let his master completely take over, he would display the strength of the first tier of the Realm Breaking stage.
The experts above definitely wouldn't just sit by and watch.
So, does that mean I'm bound to lose? Wu Tian asked in a deep voice.
That's right.
Even if I have to lose, I'll go down fighting.
Wu Tian coated his entire body in black energy and lunged at Jiang Cisui once more.
Jiang Cisui grinned broadly. He had already changed his fighting style.
Originally, he simply countered however his opponents fought.
But now, he was going all out.
Swish!
Sword energy sealed off the path, followed by a Daoist magic attack.
Just as Wu Tian leaped out, Jiang Cisui's figure flashed right in front of him.
Swish, swish, swish...
Over a dozen afterimages of his arms appeared, striking at Wu Tian from all directions almost simultaneously.
Clang, clang, clang...
Wu Tian retreated while defending, managing to block most of the strikes, but several wounds still appeared on his body.
His other hand wasn't idle. His five fingers flashed with black light, and five black arrows shot out from them, flying straight at Jiang Cisui.
Jiang Cisui's figure flickered as he easily dodged them, then charged at Wu Tian again.
Seeing that Wu Tian couldn't evade this blow, Li Poshan took over the body once more.
With one hand, he caught the incoming ice sword.
After Wu Tian reacted, he continued his assault on Jiang Cisui.
Swords and blades clashed, and cultivation techniques bombarded each other.
The crowd in the spectator stands was completely dumbfounded. How was Jiang Cisui's fight with Wu Tian even more spectacular than his previous match with Wang Tao?
Above the white clouds.
The sect masters of the major sects were stunned. Earlier, they had only been focusing on Xu Mu and hadn't noticed that there was another expert like this.
The cultivation technique he's using is incredibly strong. It's at least Heaven-grade, maybe even stronger. Yao Dingli looked down at Wu Tian, his face full of solemnity.
Stronger than Heaven-grade? Could it be a legendary God-grade technique? Jiang Sheng also looked at Wu Tian in shock. Just who exactly is this kid?
The surrounding sect masters and elders from other sects also stared at Wu Tian, harboring thoughts of recruiting him.
If a sect could obtain a God-grade technique, it would be a massive boost.
Many of them already had a strategy in mind to win him over: women.
This was the most common tactic, one that all the major sects had used before.
For these people, they were willing to spend decades just to obtain a technique above the Heaven grade.
They would find a woman to marry Wu Tian, have him settle down and have children. Even if a normal person wasn't willing to give the technique to outsiders, he would pass it down to his child.
And his child would be a member of the sect. In other words, the sect would obtain the technique.
On the arena.
Jiang Cisui pressed forward step by step, his attacks raining down like a storm.
However, with Li Poshan's help, Wu Tian managed to neutralize them time and time again.
Eventually, the Qi inside Wu Tian's body gradually ran out. He flashed to the outside, spread his hands, and said, I concede. I'm out of Qi.
Hearing this, Jiang Cisui, who was just about to attack, finally stopped.
However, from his expression, it was clear he hadn't had enough.
After crossing blows multiple times, Jiang Cisui could sense that there was a miraculous existence inside Wu Tian's body.
At crucial moments, he was always able to catch his attacks barehanded without taking a scratch.
Jiang Cisui was extremely curious about what kind of secrets this person was hiding.
Wu Tian, I'll remember you.
After saying that, Jiang Cisui walked off the arena.
Wu Tian shrugged his shoulders and didn't say much. He wouldn't belittle himself.
It hadn't even been a year since he was released from prison. To be able to fight to a standstill against a top-tier expert of the younger generation from the five major sects was already something he was very satisfied with.
Surpassing Jiang Cisui was only a matter of time for him.
In the spectator stands.
Countless people were loudly discussing the match. This battle had indeed exceeded everyone's expectations.
For someone of a lower cultivation realm to fight Jiang Cisui until his Qi was completely exhausted without being defeated...
This was enough to prove Wu Tian's potential.
It seems the martial arts tournament rankings are already set in stone. Five years ago, the top three were Yun Yao, Jiang Cisui, and Bai Qingyuan. It's still them this time.
That's right, though I wonder if their exact rankings will change.
...
Amidst the surrounding discussions, Xu Mu had already been completely dismissed.
They all unanimously believed that Xu Mu was bound to lose.
Of course, it wasn't just the outsiders; even Fu Jinyu and Tong Guoguo believed that Xu Mu would lose.
Don't push yourself too hard. There's no shame in losing, Fu Jinyu said calmly, her arms crossed.
It should be noted that when she first met Xu Mu, she was already at the mid-Transcendence stage. In her eyes, Xu Mu was just a small fry.
Tong Guoguo felt that Xu Mu should be like Wu Tian, able to fight until he ran out of Qi.
After all, back when she was still working for Wang Hun, she had fought Xu Mu using her mid-Transcendence cultivation.
Although Xu Mu was far from being her match, she couldn't kill him either.
Don't worry, I have my plans.
Xu Mu smiled as he walked toward the arena. He had to do everything possible to stop the male protagonist from getting stronger and to stop the male protagonist's faction from growing in power.
Having read countless novels, he knew very well that by the middle to late stages of the plot, once the male protagonist matured, he would be almost invincible.
Of course, a male protagonist who treated him as a brother and friend was naturally an exception, such as Chen Xuan.
Bai Qingyuan did exactly what she had done when dealing with Wang Fugui. She first gave Xu Mu a slight nod, and then her hand became encased in solid ice.
Crack!
She clenched her fist tightly, shattering the ice into a white mist that swirled around her hand.
Then, with a forceful swing, she summoned a massive wave of freezing air in front of her.
Whoosh!
An iceberg rose once more, leaving Xu Mu completely frozen inside.
Seeing this, the surrounding spectators knew the match was over.
Their expressions remained perfectly calm; after all, the opponent was simply too powerful.
But just as that thought crossed their minds, countless people widened their eyes in absolute shock.

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."