Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 60 Sharp Water-Attribute Spells

Yang Lin finally completed the incantation. Above his head, a phantom of a green tree, two zhang tall, appeared and slowly rotated in mid-air. With each rotation, the phantom solidified, and a branch as thick as a thigh and about ten zhang long grew from the trunk.

At the same time, Yang Lin suddenly pushed forward with his right hand, and the golden umbrella in front of him rushed forward under a bright golden light.

After several ear-piercing metallic clangs, the golden umbrella formed by Yang Lin's talisman and the several rounds of water blades unleashed by Kong Qing shattered and disappeared one after another, with large swaths of golden light and blue clouds spreading in the air.

After a clear cry, the Water Shadow Sword activated by Kong Qing instantly pierced through the two-colored light that permeated the void, carrying a dazzling blue light, and headed straight for Yang Lin.

At this moment, the dark green tree above Yang Lin's head had slowly rotated six times. Not only had the tree's illusory image become more solid, but six thick branches had also grown from its trunk. Upon seeing this, Yang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't even glance at the Water Shadow Sword shooting towards him. He suddenly raised his left hand, pointed his index finger forward with a solemn gesture, and a thick branch on the green tree trembled slightly before detaching from the trunk and sweeping out to meet the imposing Water Shadow Sword.

A crisp "click" sounded, not loud, but it made Yang Lin's heart skip a beat.

The seemingly extraordinary, thick tree branch was instantly cleaved in two by the radiant Water Shadow Sword, vanishing into nothingness before it even hit the ground.

The Water Shadow Sword, however, only paused slightly before remaining completely undamaged.

Yang Lin's eyes showed horror, but he did not panic. He pointed forward four times with his left index finger, and four branches immediately detached from the green tree above his head. In an instant, they met the blue Water Shadow Sword in a flash of green light.

With three crisp sounds, the first three thick tree branches were cleaved in two by the Water Shadow Sword. However, under the constant impact of these branches, the Water Shadow Sword, despite its considerable power, was now dim and looked like it was about to collapse.

After another impact, the Water Shadow Sword disintegrated in a blue glow, along with the fourth tree branch in the air.

Yang Lin was overjoyed at this sight. Ignoring the last remaining branch on the tree, he quickly formed some kind of hand seal. The tree above his head shone brightly with green light and began to shake violently.

Just as he was about to control the entire tree to deliver a full-force attack, he suddenly saw two flashes of blue light arrive in an instant, which startled him. His mind was shaken, and his movements slowed down.

The two water-shadow swords formed by the spells arrived with dazzling speed, so fast that Yang Lin had no time to react and fear was already showing in his eyes.

Before he could even utter the words of surrender, two blue sword shadows appeared on his chest and neck respectively.

The next moment, just as the thousands of disciples in the square were shocked and holding their breath, the two blue sword shadows suddenly dimmed and stopped half an inch away from Yang Lin's chest and neck.

The sudden turn of events perfectly embodied the visual impact of movement and stillness, as if time had frozen, eternally frozen in that moment.

The two Golden Core elders on the stands both narrowed their eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and spoke simultaneously:

"This woman must be protected!"

In their eyes, this woman was a born combat cultivator. When fighting, she could not only multitask and manipulate different spells at the same time, but also brought her micro-control over spells to the extreme.

Her cultivation level is still low now, so it's not obvious yet. But if she achieves great success in the future, she will be virtually unmatched among those of the same level, which will be of great importance to a sect.

"Kong Qingsheng, both of you, step down!" The Foundation Establishment deacon who was presiding over the duel was also stunned. After a slight pause, he made the announcement.

At this moment, no one from the outer sect disciples on the square spoke; they all held their breath in perfect unison, creating a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

Du Fan was greatly shocked. He had heard that the water attribute spiritual root was the most useless of the five elements. It was not good at attacking or defending, and its greatest role was to play a supporting role in group battles.

He had been frustrated by this before, but after witnessing today's battle, he had put those thoughts to the winds and replaced them with a strong yearning for water-attribute magic.

After stepping onto the stage, this woman's hands never stopped forming spells. As she repeatedly unleashed her magic, her face paled, making her appear even more aloof. After this battle, few of her peers dared to look her in the eye.

"Thank you for showing mercy, Senior Sister Kong. I am completely convinced." The horror in Yang Lin's eyes gradually faded, replaced by shock. The brush with death was something he had never experienced since embarking on the path of cultivation. He was truly convinced by Kong Qing.

At this moment, both the green tree above Yang Lin's head and the two water shadow swords formed by magic in front of him had vanished completely, leaving everyone with only the shocking scene from just now.

"Thank you for your concession!" Kong Qing's expression remained unchanged. After bowing respectfully, he stepped out of the arena first.

Yang Lin's eyes showed no dejection after defeat; instead, they gleamed with a sharp light, as if he had made a decision. He looked at Kong Qing's back with admiration, took a deep breath, and stepped off the stage.

"Next match, Sun Luobin and Guan Jing, please enter!" The Foundation Establishment deacon was, after all, a shrewd person who had lived for a hundred years. He only paused for a moment before recovering. After a light cough, he called out the two outer disciples for the next match.

A moment later, Sun Luobin and Guan Jing stood on the arena.

The man had a fair complexion, was very polite, and resembled a gentle scholar; the woman was quiet and peaceful, with a serene expression.

The two men had a surprisingly similar temperament, both giving off a tranquil and comfortable feeling, which was completely different from the atmosphere of the previous fierce battle, causing the disciples below the stage to relax their tense nerves.

"Begin!" the Foundation Establishment Deacon announced loudly.

"Junior Sister Guan, please!"

"Senior Brother Sun, please!"

With a flick of her left hand, Guan Jing conjured a golden longsword and four gleaming golden daggers in the air before her. This woman had immediately unleashed the Level Two Mother-Child Sword Technique, her skill was so refined, and she completed the task in an instant.

Guan Jing took a deep breath, and with a gentle flick of her hands forward, a sword and four blades hurtled towards the opposite side amidst the interplay of five golden lights, leaving behind trails of golden energy.

Sun Luobin smiled slightly, raised one hand, and a yellow glow suddenly appeared in the air in front of him.

A moment later, the yellow light transformed into a ball of yellow sand about ten feet in size. Upon closer inspection, it was found to be filled with densely packed sand grains, and the whole ball was swirling and churning in a flurry of expansion and contraction.

"go!"

After a soft shout, a large cloud of yellow sand rolled forward with a rumbling sound, like a sandstorm, with tremendous force.

The swords and the yellow sand clashed instantly, yet without a sound.

The moment the two made contact, the rolling yellow sand enveloped the set of mother and child swords, preventing them from escaping despite the intense golden light within.

Upon seeing this, Guan Jing's calm, beautiful eyes flashed with a sharp light. Instead of activating any other spells, she used her five fingers to continuously change, sending a spell through the yellow sand from a distance.

The swords within the yellow sand suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, accompanied by a loud buzzing sound, as if they were about to charge out.

Sun Luobin's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his sleeves, a ball of earthy yellow light shot out from his hand, directly plunging into the yellow sand, causing the sand to suddenly churn and thicken by three points.

Thus, the five weapons formed by the Mother-Child Sword Technique were inside, while the rolling yellow sand was outside, and the two were locked in a stalemate for a time.

The man and woman on the arena were casting spells to enhance their respective magic from time to time, and they tacitly refrained from using any other means, as if they were competing to see who had the greater magical power.

This immediately bored the disciples below the stage. However, the two people on the stage were highly respected among the outer disciples, so no one dared to make fun of them.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two on the stage were still locked in a stalemate, occasionally casting spells. However, at this moment, both of them looked pale and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.

"These two possess considerable magical power, far surpassing others of their level," Jin Guang said slowly.

"That's right, these two can be protected as well." Xu Muchun nodded.

Half an hour later, Guan Jing's face was pale and bloodless, and large beads of sweat had flowed from her cheeks to the ground. Her body was also trembling slightly, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

Sun Luobin, on the other hand, was in even worse shape than Guan Jing. His lips were pale, his eyes were unfocused, and his body was swaying precariously, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

Today's duel was deliberately staged by Sun Luobin. He advanced to the fourth level of the Qi Refining stage a year earlier than Guan Jing. Originally, he thought that his magical power must be much deeper than Guan Jing's, so he decided to wage a war of attrition.

At the beginning, when he saw that the woman had fallen into his trap, he was outwardly calm but inwardly overjoyed, thinking that he had victory in his grasp. However, he never expected that the woman, who advanced a year later than him, would have such profound magical power.

He was already at his limit, and if he persisted any longer, his life would be in danger. He smiled bitterly to himself, realizing that he had really shot himself in the foot.

After a silent sigh, the man changed his hand seals, and the yellow sand cloud in the air in front of him dissipated, revealing a sword and four sabers that were still shining with golden light.

Guan Jing breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. With her magical power, she could only hold on for ten more breaths at most. Seeing that her opponent was the first to give up, she secretly felt fortunate.

However, she made no further move. The set of mother and daughter swords remained suspended in mid-air, neither attacking nor withdrawing. Instead, she stared unblinkingly at the man opposite her.

"Junior Sister Guan's magic is profound, I, Sun, admit defeat!" Sun Luobin clasped his hands in a fist salute. At this moment, his magic was severely depleted, his face was pale, and he looked like he might fall down at any moment.

"Guan Jingsheng, the two of you, exit!"

As for the competition for the top three, the winner will be decided by drawing lots. One person will directly enter the final, and the remaining two will compete in a single match. The loser will be third place, and the winner will face off against the person who received a bye for first and second place. The next match will begin two hours later!