I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 527: Chapter 338 All Flaws_1

Island in the lake.

When Chen Mobai arrived, those who were exchanging ideas on the stage consciously began to speed up their progression, wanting to end their turn quickly and give up the stage.

Every match hereafter would be a showdown at the peak level of the Foundation Establishment Realm in the Immortal Gate.

If they could learn a thing or two from these exchanges, they would undoubtedly achieve significant progress.

“President, Lu Qiulong’s opponents these past three days have been rather ordinary. He hasn’t even used the Spirit Fusion Technique.”

Zhuang Jialan from Dance Tool Dao Academy said with a look of shame.

In the meantime, Sun Daoji had even challenged Lu Qiulong proactively to probe for information, but he had been rejected by the latter.

In order to maintain his peak form for Chen Mobai, Lu Qiulong didn’t care about saving face anymore.

“I’ll make him use it today, so pay close attention.”

Chen Mobai said with a smile, leaving Zhuang Jialan at a loss for words.

Wasn’t the purpose of this just to gather more information about the opponent?

Now, the two top Daoist Academies, Kunpeng and Botian, along with several other well-ranked spiritual academies, had openly formed alliances to target Chen Mobai. They had been shameless from the start, from the time of Master Ling Dao.

In previous days, Lu Qiulong had only chosen three ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators to fight against him. He had just warmed up.

But now, not only had he shaved his beard, but he had also switched to a tight, white tank top and black trousers and cloth shoes. His muscular shoulders and arms were exposed. He stood at the very front of True Spiritual Academy’s platform, like a furnace full of vitality.

Just standing there gave an impression of robustness, magnificence, and masculine intimidation.

“I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time,”

Lu Qiulong addressed Chen Mobai. A colorful old tiger slowly rose from his feet. This enormous beast, nearly two meters tall, emitted a terrifying, beastly aura that chilled the cultivators of True Spiritual Academy on the platform.

“A long time? Hasn’t it been just two days?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai showed a puzzled expression. He had only challenged Lu Qiulong two days ago.

“My loss in the Little Red Sky was my second one since graduation. The first was against Lan Haitian, to whom I lost willingly.”

“In other words, you’re not satisfied with your loss to me.”

Chen Mobai tilted his head slightly, indicating that he didn’t quite understand Lu Qiulong’s remark.

“Correct, very much, utterly resentful!”

Lu Qiulong used three adjectives to emphasize his mood.

“I see, you’ve been waiting a long time since you lost to me in the Little Red Sky. What a petty man,”

Chen Mobai sneered. At this, Lu Qiulong’s eye twitched. He had a feeling that the word “petty” would plague him for a long time.

“Enough talk, let’s get down there!”

Realizing he wasn’t Chen Mobai’s match in banter, Lu Qiulong immediately interrupted their verbal sparring.

With a boost from his powerful legs, he launched off the platform. The supporting branches bent under his pressure before he shot into the air. After completing two somersaults, he came down hard onto the lake.

Boom!

When Lu Qiulong landed, the triangular stage rattled and lifted from the lake, revealing a network of large tree roots at the bottom. A colorful, giant shadow descended from the sky and lazily stood beside Lu Qiulong.

“Your realm is still lacking. You can’t even handle things with ease,”

Chen Mobai slowly flew down and paused in mid-air, waiting for the lake water stirred by Lu Qiulong to settle back down. He didn’t forget to comment along the way.

“It’s not that I can’t do it. I just want to give my all against you, so I don’t want to waste even a bit of my Divine Sense,”

After finishing his sentence, Lu Qiulong held up his right fist toward Chen Mobai.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, he disappeared from sight. The tree root, which had been supporting him, was sprung aside as if it had been affected by a tremendous force.

Chen Mobai blinked, his vision blurring. Lu Qiulong’s body, along with his huge fist, was filling his entire field of vision.

A faint, red, misty cloud exploded on Chen Mobai’s forehead during the clash between Lu Qiulong’s fist and the cloud shield formed by the “Red Misty Cloud Silk”. Although it deflected the punch, it was a lower-grade, Rank-2 Magic Artifact. Against a power that surpassed its limit, it was bound to fail eventually.

Lu Qiulong’s second punch was on the way. Chen Mobai’s eyes flashed as he launched an invisible Thought Knife, targeting his opponent’s Sea of Knowledge at the Purple Mansion.

However, this technique had already been exposed when dealing with Ling Dao, so Lu Qiulong was well-prepared for it.

Roar!

A tiger’s roar, sounding like a thunderclap, shattered the Thought Knives just as they were about to invade Lu Qiulong’s Purple Palace.

Chen Mobai slightly frowned as he watched the Extremely Wicked Tiger wagging its tail nearby. An electrical glow flickered between his fingers, condensing into a Thunder Ball to confront Lu Qiulong, who was about to strike again.

But at that moment, a giant tiger paw enveloped in the strange white-gold airflow manifested on Lu Qiulong’s chest, helping him to resist Chen Mobai’s Yi Wood Divine Thunder.