Super System Plundering the Heaven

"This... Please forgive me for not agreeing!"    

"Why?!"    

Qi Xiuwen's tone was slightly anxious, "If you win, we will leave."    

"If we lose, we won't lose anything!"    

"The spiritual energy in this arcane realm of yours is weak, and your Tao techniques are not obvious."    

"As for our Raging Flames Sect, it's a top sect in the Divine Fire Continent!"    

Qi Xiuwen praised his own sect generously, "The Dao techniques are profound, and are well versed in the Dao of alchemy!"    

"If our Raging Flames Sect were to establish a branch sect here, exchanging knowledge with each other would definitely allow your sect's strength to advance by leaps and bounds!"    

Tianji Zi calmly looked at Qi Xiuwen, stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice, "We will win, and you will leave. There will be no problem!"    

"But if we lose, you will establish a branch sect..."    

Tianji Zi looked at Qi Xiuwen with a profound look. "This secret realm is not something that only we can decide!"    

"What?"    

This news surprised Qi Xiuwen.    

If there were other forces, then things would be difficult!    

"Daoist Tianji Zi, what other forces are in control of this secret realm?"    

Qi Xiuwen had to understand the power distribution of this secret realm, in order to prepare for the Raging Flames Sect to rule the secret realm in the future.    

Tianji Zi looked at Qi Xiuwen and said slowly.    

"Martial Alliance!"    

Qi Xiuwen's tensed mind relaxed. "Martial Alliance?"    

When he heard the name Martial Alliance, it was similar to the Divine Fire Continent's Heng Lian Sect, an unranked sect!    

"It doesn't matter!"    

Qi Xiuwen waved his hand and said confidently, "We will first defeat your sect, and then defeat the Martial Alliance!"    

Qi Xiuwen clasped his hands at Tianji Zi and said in a deep voice, "Then let's begin the spar!"    

"The first match, let's test our skills!"    

After saying that, Qi Xiuwen turned his head and looked at Yang Yu.    

An outer circle disciple of the Raging Flames Sect, an Alchemy Attendant, was about to break through to the First Class alchemist realm.    

"Yang Yu, you go on stage first. No problem, right?"    

When Yang Yu heard Qi Xiuwen's greeting, he immediately stood up straight.    

"In reply to Qi Senior Brother, there is absolutely no problem!"    

In the Divine Fire Continent, Taoism was the most respected.    

However, by absorbing the spiritual energy every day to temper his body, he had already polished his body to become extremely strong.    

Especially the Raging Flames Sect. In order to control the explosive flames, his body was only inferior to the Heng Lian Sect, which specialized in tempering his body.    

Yang Yu took a step forward and took a deep breath.    

Although he couldn't control the flames, the aura on Yang Yu's body couldn't be underestimated.    

He cupped his fists and shouted.    

"I am the outer circle disciple of the Raging Flames Sect, Yang Yu!"    

"Please!"    

On the side of the Dao Alliance, Qingfeng Zi, who was standing on the outermost side, strode out.    

"This humble Daoist is Dao Alliance, Qingfeng Zi, please!"    

Qingfeng Zi was an elite disciple of the Dao Alliance, and his strength had already stepped into the Fifth Class of Marrow Cleansing Stage.    

In the face of Yang Yu's challenge, Qingfeng Zi didn't dare to be careless.    

This was because Qingfeng Zi could faintly sense that the qi and blood energy in Yang Yu's body wasn't any weaker than his.    

"Please!"    

Yang Yu and Qingfeng Zi looked at each other and shouted at the same time.    

Bang!    

Yang Yu exerted strength in his feet and crushed a tile. His body shot towards Qingfeng Zi like a sharp arrow.    

Qingfeng Zi's eyes focused when he saw this, and he took out the Eight Trigrams Palm that he was best at.    

Swoosh!    

Stepping on the Eight Trigrams, his body spun at lightning speed, and Qingfeng Zi swung his palm diagonally.    

Bang! Bang! Bang...    

Both of their qi and blood were on par with each other. However, there was a clear difference between their moves.    

The Dao Arts of the Divine Fire Continent were respected. Thus, they did not attach much importance to the moves they used.    

In the modern world, one's qi and blood were tempered day by day.    

When one attacked, the aura was swift and fierce, and its killing intent was resolute and decisive. It was naturally incomparable to the past.    

After just a few moves, Qingfeng Zi's palm cut Yang Yu's chest, sending him flying backwards.    

Bang!    

Yang Yu flew backwards and crashed onto the ground. For a moment, he did not stand up.    

Qingfeng Zi stopped his attack and stood up. He bowed his head and said, "Thank you for letting me win!"    

For a moment, Yang Yu's face was flushed red with anger.    

"Hmph!"    

Qi Xiuwen flung his sleeves and his face turned gloomy.    

"Cough!"    

Yang Yu struggled to stand up and walked to Qi Xiuwen's side.    

"Qi Senior Brother, I'm sorry."    

"Their moves are very strange. I..."    

Qi Xiuwen waved his hand and shouted coldly, "Stop talking!"    

" Trash! "    

He turned to look at the inner sect disciple, Zou Kai, who was standing at the side.    

"Zou Junior Brother, you go and try!"    

Qi Xiuwen's deep voice rang in Zou Kai's ears.    

"Remember, don't use your moves against them. Use your full strength to crush them!"    

When Zou Kai heard that, he nodded his head heavily. "I understand!"    

Walking forward, Zou Kai looked at Qingfeng seriously.    

Zou Kai was a First Class alchemist, and he could already control the explosive flames of the Raging Flames Sect.    

Naturally, his physical fitness had improved tremendously.    

In terms of qi and blood energy alone, it was no less than a Class-six Core Embracing Stage Martial Artist!    

"Please!"    

Zou Kai looked at Qingfeng Zi and shouted coldly.    

Swoosh!    

In the next second, Zou Kai turned into a black shadow and broke through the sound barrier. He clenched his fist and punched toward Qingfeng Zi.    

Bang!    

Qingfeng Zi put his hands together and blocked Zou Kai's all-out attack.    

Thump, thump, thump...    

The powerful force caused Qing Feng to take a few steps back.    

After swinging his numb arm, the expression on Qing Feng's face became extremely solemn.    

"Again!"    

Seeing this, Zou Kai's eyes revealed a hint of joy. He threw his fist again!    

When Qingfeng Zi saw this move, he broke it down. The Eight Trigrams Palm continuously weakened Zou Kai's strength, and for a moment, the two of them began to come to a stalemate.    

"Hmph! It's really hard to deal with him!"    

Zou Kai secretly snorted coldly.    

Although he had crushed Qingfeng Zi in terms of strength, Qingfeng Zi had made up for it with his moves.    

"Ha!"    

With a low shout, Zou Kai circulated the spirit energy in his body, and a faint fiery light appeared on his palms.    

Hu...    

Zou Kai's palms swept across the void, and a scorching hot aura assailed his nostrils.    

Qingfeng Zi's gaze focused, and he circulated the qi and blood within his body with all his might.    

His palms were like blades, and a sharp Astral Qi appeared at the right time!    

The Astral Blade landed on Zou Kai's palm, and was scattered by the spirit energy that wrapped around his palm.    

However, Zou Kai's body also retreated several steps.    

Qi Xiuwen, who was watching the battle from afar, had a sharp expression on his face. He thought to himself, "As expected!"    

"A technique similar to the Qi of the Heng Lian Sect!"    

"If the stalemate continues, Zou Junior Brother's spiritual energy will be drained. I'm afraid the outcome of the battle will be unfavorable!"    

It was common knowledge in the Divine Fire Continent that body cultivators could endure bitter battles.    

Qi Xiuwen was worried that after Zou Kai's spiritual energy was depleted, he would lose to Qingfeng Zi.    

On the battlefield, Zou Kai and Qingfeng Zi retreated at the same time. Neither of them could do anything to the other.    

"Stop!"    

Qi Xiuwen shouted loudly, interrupting the battle between the two.    

He raised his head and looked at Tianji Zi. Qi Xiuwen chuckled.    

"Fellow Daoist Tianji Zi, since this is a spar, don't hurt each other's relationship."    

"I, Junior Brother, and the disciples of your sect can't do anything to each other. Why don't we have a draw in this competition?"    

On the battlefield, Qingfeng Zi's face revealed a hint of dissatisfaction when he heard this. He said, "I can defeat..."    

"Alright then!"    

Tianji Zi's voice rang out and interrupted what Qingfeng Zi wanted to say.    

"The old master has agreed. Let's call it a draw!"