Chapter 9 Stalemate

Lu Ping did not give Li Sheng any more opportunities to gain the upper hand again, and his attack became more and more fierce. Li Sheng had no chance to use his high-grade Magic Figures, let alone the magic weapon in his hand. He only attacked Lu Ping with a few low-grade and medium-grade Magic Figures but didn't even shatter the golden light on him. In the end, Li Sheng recognized that Lu Ping's high-grade Magic Figure was a Blood Magic Figure. To his surprise, Lu Ping didn't begrudge spiritual stones spent on Magic Figures. It seemed that he was not short of spiritual stones. Li Sheng was stabbed in the shoulder by Lu Ping. The Immortal Senior who presided over the match had already put his magic power on Li Sheng and blocked Lu Ping’s magic steel. Lu Ping withdrew his sword and stood in situ. The Immortal Senior announced that Lu Ping was the winner and could enter the next round. In the second round in the afternoon, Lu Ping's opponent was still a disciple at the seventh level, but this disciple didn’t have as many weapons as Li Sheng had. He fought with Lu Ping only with a high-grade magic steel. Lu Ping took this opportunity to familiarize himself with Shu Realm that he just grasped, and easily entered the top sixty-four. In the evening, under the leadership of Immortal Senior Liu, they went back to their residence in the academy. On the first day of the competition, the seventh team did well. With a little luck, all the twelve disciples at the seventh level of Blood Refining entered the second round. Immortal Senior Liu was pleased by the amazed eyes of all the other Immortal Seniors. Unfortunately, in the second round, a few of the disciples draw bad lots and met with some tough opponents. Among the twelve disciples, the seventh, eighth, ninth and eleventh disciples who were at the seventh level of Blood Refining were eliminated one after another. Even the sixth senior disciple Guo Lin, who had just entered the eighth level met a disciple of the first team who was at the ninth level. In the fight, the two ran out of all their magic weapons and high-grade Magic Figures. At last Guo Lin was defeated. Even so, the number of disciples of the seventh team who entered the top sixty-four ranked fourth among the twenty teams. The first team had nine people who entered the top sixty-four, so it ranked first. The fifth team and the eighteenth team each had eight people who entered the top sixty-four, so they both ranked second. To Lu Ping's surprise, the twelfth disciple Zhang Zicheng also entered the top sixty-four. It seemed that even the eleventh disciple Li Cheng may not be his opponent. Immortal Senior Liu was very happy and commented on everyone's performance in the matches. All of them felt that they benefited a lot, and even the five people who were eliminated were in a better mood. Only then did Lu Ping knew that the first senior disciple, the second senior disciple, and the fourth senior disciple had already reached Shu Realm. There were many talents, and he was not worth mentioning. Knowing that Lu Ping also reached Shu Realm, except for the first, second and fourth senior disciples, the other disciples were surprised. When Lu Ping returned to his place, he was congratulated by several disciples who usually got along well with him. After the greetings, Lu Ping carefully reviewed Immortal Senior Liu's comments and explanations, corroborated them with his two matches and gained a lot of experience. After that, he swallowed a blood purifying elixir and cultivated with a spiritual stone in his hand. The next day, Lu Ping got up early in the morning and realized that the Spiritual Strength in his Bloodline became richer. Being one step closer to the eighth level delighted him. The square of the academy had already been crowded. When they saw the competitors of their respective teams, they shouted in unison. If they saw well-known second-level disciples, like Shi Lingling who was one of "Five Talents", they would be even more excited, as if they were crazy fans like Lu Ping in his previous life. In the third round, Lu Ping's opponent was a disciple at the eighth level of Blood Refining, Yuan Zhan of the 17th team, which disheartened the disciples of the seventh team who paid attention to Lu Ping. Lu Ping was also a little flustered, but when he thought of the two magic weapons in his arms, he immediately calmed down. Yuan Zhan was twenty-one years old, holding a top-grade magic steel in his hand. This sixteen-year-old boy was very nervous a moment ago. Why did he suddenly calm down? Did he already know that he was bound to be defeated? Yuan Zhan smiled, and they saluted each other. After the Immortal Senior announced that the match began, Yuan Zhan made a move "Shatter Souls" and stabbed Lu Ping's throat. He wanted to gain the upper hand at the beginning, so he tried to give Lu Ping a fatal blow without the slightest hesitation. Lu Ping didn't dare to resist his attack head-on. Yuan Zhan's offensive moves became faster and faster, and every stroke of his sword was stronger than the last, coming to him like a flowing river. At the same time, Yuan Zhan performed spells with his left hand constantly and kept muttering incantations. One by one, his magic methods hit Lu Ping violently. Lu Ping was in a muddle. He was hit by magic methods in a row. His clothes were burned several holes. His bun was covered with ice. Half of his left sleeve was cut off by the wind blade. A length of withered vine cut off by him was wrapped around his right ankle. Fortunately, Lu Ping's foundation was solid, and he had weakened the magic methods that hit him in advance. Otherwise, he would have collapsed. On the central ring, Immortal Senior Fang of the 12th team looked at Lu Ping who was only in a defensive position and said with a grin, "Liu, it seems to be the end of your disciple's luck!" The twelfth team led by Immortal Senior Fang had almost the same result as the seventh team in the previous years, but this year, the seventh team produced twelve disciples at the late stage of Blood Refining, and more than thirty disciples entered the assessment for third-level disciples. The seventh team did a better job than his team. He and Immortal Senior Liu were both at the sixth level of Blood Dissolving, but Immortal Senior Liu could soon reach the seventh level after getting a lot of cultivation resources this time. Thinking of this, he was jealous. In addition, Li Sheng of his team was defeated by Lu Ping yesterday. Therefore, he couldn't help saying those words in a mocking tone. Immortal Senior Liu laughed and said, "Lu Ping's cultivation is one level lower than that of his opponent. It's normal that he will be defeated." He looked cavalier but fixed his eyes on Lu Ping's match. At the late stage of Blood Refining, one breakthrough was one barrier. Even if Lu Ping's swordsmanship had reached Shu Realm, he was weaker than his opponent and his magic methods hadn't reached Shu Realm. Therefore, he could only be in a defensive position. Lu Ping clenched his teeth. In order to get the rich rewards from the sect, he decided to go all out. He took out two high-grade Blood Magic Figures from his arms with his left hand, pasted the Protective Magic Figure on his body, and hit Yuan Zhan with the Golden Sword Magic Figure. Yuan Zhan sneered and said, "I've been waiting for your Blood Magic Figures, but you're not the only one who has them." After that, he also took out a Blood Magic Figure. Several water swords flew out of it, slamming Lu Ping's golden sword into flying around, but none of them hit Lu Ping. At the same time, he performed "Shinning Seven Stars" with the top-grade magic steel in his hand and attacked Lu Ping with it. Lu Ping tried his best to resist it and blocked five of the swords. The other two hit Lu Ping's silver light on him. The silver light shook and was on the verge of being shattered. Yuan Zhan attacked Lu Ping with "Giant Wood". Lu Ping performed "Vajra Shield" to resist it, but he failed to block all the giant woods that were rushing to him. One of them hit his silver light and shattered it. Lu Ping performed "Three Yangs Meet Bliss" and shoot three columns of Sword Qi to Yuan Zhan. His sword moves were smooth and he made counterattacks without any difficulty. After winning a break, he quickly pasted an "Ice Shield" Magic Figure on his body. Yuan Zhan snorted secretly. Was this what he could do when his swordsmanship reached Shu Realm? His moves were sharp and quick, but they were useless without enough magic power. Yuan Zhan struck Lu Ping twice with his sword in succession and cut off two of the three columns of Sword Qi. At the same time, a yellow light appeared in front of him, which was an ordinary high-grade Magic Figure "Earth Wall". The third column of Sword Qi hit it and only made it tremble slightly. Lu Ping was quite annoyed. Was he trying to attack him with only Magic Figures? Fine, he would do this with him. He raised his left hand and took out a "Falling Stone", a "Fire Crow", and a "Water Binding". Then the three high-grade Blood Magic Figures rushed to Yuan Zhan.