Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan
Chapter 2142 - 1541: Victory or Defeat
"Fellow Daoist, how did you determine that the red-robed cultivator would be victorious?" Fu Chengguang asked curiously, as he hadn’t anticipated the final twist either.
Li Zhirui’s eyes flashed with a hint of reminiscence and said, "Because when my cultivation wasn’t very high and my strength wasn’t particularly strong, this kind of subtle layout was also my specialty, and I used it frequently."
Cultivators with the Water-Wood Spiritual Root often face the issue where their Divine Power and Spell attack aren’t as powerful as other Spiritual Roots, and they might be at a disadvantage even before a major battle begins.
However, the cultivation world is fraught with dangers, and nothing is smooth sailing. Strength is an important means of protection. Therefore, cultivators with these two types of Spiritual Roots, when faced with equally matched opponents in critical battles, often prepare everything to deliver a fatal strike.
So when Li Zhirui viewed the matter from an outsider’s perspective, he noticed the subtle spell cast and the imperceptible seeds sown by that person and guessed that he was definitely laying out a strategy, brewing a killing move that could determine victory or defeat.
However, the power of the final Secret Technique was somewhat beyond Li Zhirui’s expectation. He didn’t expect it to be so terrifying, seemingly reaching the verge of the Earth Immortal Realm.
Moreover, seeing that the other party was somewhat losing control and energy was about to leak, the Secret Technique might not be very complete.
If given the opportunity, Li Zhirui somewhat wanted to negotiate with that person for some Spirit Seeds, ideally obtaining the Secret Technique as well.
"I see!" Fu Chengguang suddenly realized, wondering why he forgot that the person in front of him was also very adept at Wood-Attribute Divine Power!
At the same time, not far away, the second round of the wager duel was about to begin!
Because they lost the first round, the Human Immortal cultivator dispatched by the Loose Cultivators seemed to be under considerable pressure, too tense.
"Relax, don’t feel too much pressure. Even if you lose, no one will blame you," a certain Earth Immortal comforted the person.
The other party was also under tremendous pressure because if they win this round, the wager duel would be directly over!
If they lose, there would be another battle to fight.
"Cheer up, just give it your all!"
Someone else noticed his pressure and softly reassured him.
"The second round of the wager duel begins now!"
With the announcement from the judges of both sides, the two Human Immortals entered the field and began their contest.
"Fellow Daoist, who do you think will win this time?" Fu Chengguang asked the same question.
Li Zhirui’s answer remained the same, shaking his head to indicate he didn’t know and couldn’t predict yet.
Possibly learning from the lessons of the previous duel, the two Human Immortal cultivators became extremely cautious, and the fighting process wasn’t intense, making the spectators feel very bored and somewhat sleepy.
"Being overly cautious could result in mistakes, but it also depends on the opponent’s ability to seize the opportunity and thus lay the groundwork for victory," Li Zhirui slightly frowned and softly commented.
"So, Fellow Daoist favors the Loose Cultivator Sword Cultivator?"
"Barring any surprises, he should win this round."
The surrounding cultivators couldn’t hear the conversation between the two, subconsciously ignoring their presence.
This was also a small technique regarding Restriction used by Fu Chengguang.
As time went by, the battle between the two sides was approaching its end. With the mounting tension, the Sect cultivator became increasingly tense, while the Sword Cultivator had calmed down, beginning to seek his chance to win.
’It’s now!’
Because the opponent was hesitating, reluctant to act decisively, his hand’s spell was a beat too slow, making the Sword Cultivator inspired to decisively strike with his sword.
Swoosh—
A flash of cold light directly forced him to dodge, but his next move was anticipated by the Sword Cultivator, reaching him faster, raising his long sword to strike directly at the opponent’s throat crucial point.
"I admit defeat!" The cultivator’s expression changed, unable to recover his calm for a long time, but eventually, he reluctantly spat out these words.
The Sword Cultivator immediately withdrew his sword, bowing slightly, "Thank you for letting me win!"
"Oh, oh, oh—"
"We won!"
The Loose Cultivator’s side appeared very excited and enthusiastic, as if they had already obtained the Pure Spirit Grass.
While the Three Mysterious Sect side was somewhat disappointed, their morale hadn’t dropped too much.
"I’m sorry, teachers and fellow sect members, I let everyone down," the cultivator apologized bitterly as soon as he returned.
"It’s okay, victory and defeat are commonplace."
With the result decided, there’s no point in dwelling on it; the important thing is the upcoming fights!
Soon, two Earth Immortals flew out from the crowd.
"Wang Qingshan!"
"Zhao Hongyun!"
Both sides first announced their names, and with courteous gestures, appeared quite harmonious.
"So it’s those two! It seems this wager duel will be quite spectacular!"
"Oh? Do you know these two seniors, Fellow Daoist?"
"Of course! Although these two are merely late-stage Earth Immortals, they both have records of fighting multiple opponents and winning. Most importantly, they each have a Secret Technique of tremendous power, making it impossible to know who will win until the very end."
"Seems like this wager duel will indeed be very exciting."
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Within the cultivators of both sides, many recognized their identities, causing waves of discussions and making the scene quite noisy, with even the observing Earth Immortals’ expressions turning serious and solemn.
"The third round of the wager duel starts now!"