Chapter 44: Slacking Off, Day 44 part 1
“Oh, ancient creator god, please hear my plea and grant me your response!” Feng Sixuan raised her long sword high, silently chanting an incantation. “Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, fire, thunder, lightning, rain—elemental powers, heed my command! See my sword, enter my sword!”
After Feng Sixuan finished her incantation, the qi around her circulated, and real changes indeed occurred.
But Wen Ying still wanted to say… wasn’t that incantation a little too long?
“Power of thunder and lightning, come!” Feng Sixuan shouted, abruptly turning her long sword and pointing it at Wen Ying. “Seal released, Sang—De!”
As Feng Sixuan uttered the last two words of her incantation, thunder and lightning truly gathered at the tip of her sword.
Wen Ying saw her chance!
She hadn’t forgotten the essence of “throwing a match” she had learned from the previous “fake fighting” contestant, Wang Xiaole.
The moment the thunder and lightning shot from the tip of Feng Sixuan’s sword, Wen Ying quickly fell to the ground.
“Rumble!”
A deafening roar of thunder shook the ears. From the tip of Feng Sixuan’s sword, thunder and lightning, enveloped in dark clouds, shot out a huge wave of light!
The lightning was dazzling; the intense light made it impossible to see anything on the stage. The audience didn’t know what happened during the lightning strike, only seeing that after the lightning subsided, Wen Ying was lying on the ground.
Where the lightning passed, it left a deep, charred mark on the擂台 (lěi tái – fighting platform/stage) surface!
The audience had never seen such a powerful lightning summoning spell, and they were all shocked into silence. The surroundings fell silent for a moment.
Even Feng Sixuan herself was frightened by the power.
She knew that the secret manual from the cliff below must be extraordinary… but she never imagined it would be this extraordinary!
“Senior Sister Wen!” Feng Sixuan was the first to react, quickly dropping her sword to check on Wen Ying, who was lying near the scorch mark.
Feng Sixuan hadn’t expected the attack to be so powerful, and she had rashly used it against Senior Sister Wen… The light was so bright that even Feng Sixuan herself couldn’t see if Senior Sister Wen had dodged or blocked it…
Feng Sixuan always felt that Senior Sister Wen’s strength was not as the outside world rumored. She even thought that Senior Sister Wen was much stronger than herself, but she hadn’t expected that Senior Sister Wen would actually fall like this in today’s match… Could it be that the outside rumors were true…
Now Feng Sixuan regretted it.
She had only wanted to show the technique to Senior Sister Wen quickly, but she hadn’t expected…
Feng Sixuan’s actions made the others react as well.
Judging from Wen Ying’s position… she seemed to have been hit directly by the lightning! With such powerful force, even if one were a genius like Feng Sixuan herself, they probably wouldn’t survive…
The audience went from shock to gasping in astonishment.
Wen Ying wouldn’t really…
Logically, Wen Ying, whom everyone disliked, being eliminated should be a good thing, but…
To be honest, they only wanted to see Wen Ying’s misfortune. Talking about something as serious as a death… it’s just…
Wen Ying lay on the ground for a long time, and Xu Mofeng didn’t come to announce the results.
He was usually quite quick, why was he so slow this time?
The over-the-top incantation couldn’t kill anyone, but the spell itself could kill.
In previous cycles, Wen Ying had discovered this. Although Feng Sixuan was stubborn about being a sword cultivator, she was actually more talented in spell cultivation.
Like this lightning summoning spell.
Feng Sixuan was simply using her long sword as a medium to cast a lightning summoning spell.
An ordinary lightning summoning spell would only produce a small wisp of electricity, but Feng Sixuan was extremely talented, and her dantian contained more qi than ordinary people. While chanting the long incantation, Feng Sixuan also focused on accumulating power. When the lightning summoning spell was cast, its power was naturally a hundred times greater than usual.
In a way, Feng Sixuan had indeed found a suitable secret manual at the bottom of the cliff.
However…
Magical girls can chant such long incantations because in storybooks, time can be paused while they chant, and their opponents just wait for them to finish chanting and transforming. In reality, there is no time-stopping technique!
If Wen Ying hadn’t been focused on throwing the match this time, who would let her finish chanting that long incantation before making a move?
Wen Ying lay on the ground, thinking a lot of nonsense, when Xu Mofeng finally walked onto the stage.
Xu Mofeng clearly looked reluctant, but in this situation, not making a judgment would also be a big problem.
“Wen Ying… has lost her ability to move. Therefore, Feng Sixuan wins the final match.”
Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The Sect Leader saying this meant that there was no danger to her life.
Wen Ying was really lucky; she managed to survive such a powerful attack.
Wen Ying heard Xu Mofeng finally announce the verdict, and finally didn’t have to lie on the ground anymore.
She quickly stood up, brushed off the dust, and even stretched and yawned.
She had become quite sleepy from lying down; if Xu Mofeng hadn’t come up, she would have probably fallen asleep.
Seeing Wen Ying relaxed and easygoing, as if she had just woken up from a nap, the audience, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, were once again stunned.
Everyone clearly saw the power of that heavenly thunder. Even if she was lucky enough to survive… this unscathed appearance was impossible!
What level of cultivation would allow someone to take a direct hit and remain unharmed!
Could it be that Wen Ying didn’t dodge or avoid it at first, not because she was scared silly, but because she simply wasn’t afraid…
A thought flashed through the minds of the audience, but they immediately rejected it.
Impossible, impossible.
If she really wasn’t afraid, why would she have fainted?
It’s not possible that she intentionally wanted to lose? Impossible, impossible, how could there be someone who doesn’t want to win!
“Senior Sister Wen, you, you’re alright?” Feng Sixuan quickly stood up, wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes, and looked at Wen Ying with great joy.
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Wen Ying waved her hand. “I worried you just now.”
While Wen Ying was pretending to be unconscious, Feng Sixuan had genuinely worried for a long time, and honestly, Wen Ying felt a little guilty.
“It’s good that you’re alright…” Feng Sixuan let out a long breath, “But Senior Sister Wen, since you can move, the result of the match…”
“Junior Sister Feng,” Wen Ying put a hand on Feng Sixuan’s shoulder, forcefully interrupting Feng Sixuan’s words, and said to Feng Sixuan earnestly, “Your move just now was indeed very powerful. But wasn’t the incantation a little too long?”
Wen Ying’s goal was to throw the match, but she didn’t want her actions of pretending to lose today to lead Feng Sixuan astray in the future.
A little advice, and Feng Sixuan would understand. It was also a way to change the subject.
“Ah?” Feng Sixuan was indeed successfully distracted and fell into thought in a daze.
Taking this opportunity, Wen Ying quickly walked off the stage and quickly disappeared from the audience’s sight.
On the stage, Feng Sixuan and the audience below were still dazed.
Looking at Wen Ying’s brisk pace… she was not only unscathed, but in excellent condition!
Looking at the ground where Wen Ying had been lying, there were scorch marks before and after, but where Wen Ying had been lying, it was completely flat.
The lightning… turned?
Unless it was extremely strong defense…
This was definitely not something the lowest-cultivation Wen Ying could possess!
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