My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 344: Going All Out?
Smack~
On the high platform of the Training Ground.
In an instant, several chairs were turned into powder by the overflowing spiritual power caused by excited emotions.
Elders and renowned figures from the major immortal sects, at least three-tenths or more, were so shocked by Lu Bai’s performance that they stood up directly from their seats.
It cannot be denied that having Late Golden Core Stage cultivation at this age is indeed one in a million, but it is still within the scope they can understand.
But Lu Bai’s body strength was completely exaggerated to a degree they found hard to believe—even a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator who specializes in Body Tempering should not have such physical body strength, right?
Some immortal sect elders even suspected that Lu Bai’s physical body strength was probably higher than Immortal Gold.
This was no longer a situation that could be explained simply by exceptional talent.
The several elders from Purple Cloud Villa who controlled the formation, after confirming that the Golden Scale Holy Son was already gravely injured, immediately reversed the formation and teleported him back for treatment.
Even if the Golden Scale Holy Son lost, they certainly would not let the Holy Land’s Holy Son die within the control scope of their Purple Cloud Villa.
“Elder Wang, I remember that your Qingwang Sect’s best Body Tempering Cultivation Technique is the Green Wood Body Nourishing Art, right?”
The Vice Sect Master of Blazing Fire Sect said sarcastically: “From my observation, this child is not cultivating the Green Wood Body Nourishing Art.”
“Indeed, Elder Wang, your Qingwang Sect has Body Tempering Cultivation Techniques of this level, using them to play the pig to eat the tiger is not fair.”
“Elder Wang, tell me honestly, how long has your sect’s Lu Bai been cultivating?”
Many immortal sect elders did not have much malice, mainly curiosity.
Lu Bai’s performance was simply too astonishing, clearly indicating that Qingwang Sect would dominate this Dao Commencement Assembly.
Of course, immortal sects with insufficient strength did not dare to openly show goodwill to Elder Wang; during casual talks, they would subtly glance toward the position of the Golden Scale Holy Land elders.
After all, Lu Bai rose to fame by stepping on Golden Scale Holy Land, so if they wanted to cozy up, they had to consider Golden Scale Holy Land’s impression.
Fortunately, the Golden Scale Holy Land elders did not make trouble at this time, to avoid giving the impression that Golden Scale Holy Land could not afford to lose.
He silently sat back in his seat, his expression somewhat unpredictable, as if considering something.
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On Nameless Mountain.
Lu Bai leaned against the trunk of an old tree, observing the battles between disciples of the major immortal sects with great interest.
Under his urging, the disciples of the major immortal sects reluctantly continued their spellcasting battles.
He had crushed the Golden Scale Holy Son in front of so many people; with such terrifying strength, none of the immortal sect disciples present had the courage to defy him.
Fortunately, most immortal sect disciples had no expectation of being able to contend against these supreme experts of the younger generation anyway; it was just that the strongest had changed from the Golden Scale Holy Son and others to Lu Bai, which made no substantial difference to them.
Lu Bai was not in a hurry to find and take out all the experts; he treated it as watching an immersive special effects blockbuster, and by the way, learned how these orthodox cultivators conducted spellcasting battles.
“Senior Brother Lu.”
A gentle voice came, and before seeing the person, a burst of fragrance hit first.
It was not the kind of rich to the point of pungent fragrance, but rather faint like an orchid in the midnight.
Lu Bai turned to look; the visitor was a breathtakingly beautiful woman with exquisite and delicate features without the slightest flaw, and below her slender waist was a pair of long jade legs.
It was hard to imagine such a woman, if she showed a little girl’s coquettish posture toward someone, who could resist?
No wonder it prompted the Golden Scale Holy Son to declare that he wanted her to form a dao companion with him.
“You are?” Lu Bai thought back and confirmed he did not know her.
A woman with such appearance, if he had seen her, he would have some impression.
“Senior Brother Lu can call me Mu Yao; I am the Young Master of the Courtyard of Fan Gong Yuan.”
Mu Yao slightly bent her body and said: “Junior Sister Miaoyun and the others have already told me; Mu Yao is here to express gratitude to Senior Brother Lu on behalf of Fan Gong Yuan.”
Pausing, her beautiful eyes flowed as she added: “If Senior Brother Lu needs any help in the future, you can inform us, and we will certainly repay.”
Lu Bai quietly listened to the end, nodded to indicate he understood, completely without any intention to continue chatting with her.
This Young Master of the Courtyard of Fan Gong Yuan was very understanding; seeing that Lu Bai had no interest in talking, she immediately handed over a jade token: “This is Mu Yao’s Sound Transmission Talisman; Senior Brother Lu can order anytime if needed. Then, Mu Yao will take her leave first.”
After seeing her off, Lu Bai shifted his attention back to the immortal sect disciples engaged in spellcasting battles.
Immortal sect disciples confident in their strength had already gathered on Nameless Mountain.
After this period of spellcasting battles, the situation had gradually become clear.
As most immortal sect disciples guessed, there were no dark horses emerging unexpectedly.
Among the immortal sect disciples, the top tier remained those few in the end.
Holy Sons and Saintesses of the major holy lands, Sword Pavilion’s Sword-Holding Disciples, Tai Shi Sect True Disciples, and such.
Except for the position of Golden Scale Holy Son being squeezed out by Lu Bai, there was not even one person left who could challenge them.
In past Dao Commencement Assemblies, regardless of the edition, the strength of these great sect inheritors was evenly matched, with no obvious gap.
But things were different this time; in this Dao Commencement Assembly, an anomaly like Lu Bai had emerged.
Those who had witnessed him crushing the Golden Scale Holy Son had no confidence at all in dealing with him.
Facing that overwhelming power, even the idea of challenging was difficult to form.
Of course, they all knew that this was, after all, the Dao Commencement Assembly.
They still needed to fight Lu Bai eventually.
Unfortunately, these great sect inheritors all hoped to wait a bit longer, wanting others to probe more of Lu Bai’s details first.
Most of the day had passed, and the spellcasting battle fluctuations on Nameless Mountain had basically stopped.
“Fellow Daoist Lu.”
The Sword Pavilion’s Sword-Holding Disciple walked up to Lu Bai holding the Sword Box: “Everyone is unwilling to be the first bird, so I can only come forward to exchange moves first.”
Sword Cultivators emphasized charging forward without hesitation; the longer he waited, the weaker his edge would become.
“Alright.”
No matter who the opponent was, Lu Bai actually did not care.
He straightened his body, imitating the methods of those immortal sect disciples to control the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Lu Bai’s aptitude allowed him to easily learn these control methods, even with slightly greater power than the originals.
But after all, his cultivation was not at a level to crush the Sword-Holding Disciple; no matter what kind of magic power attack, all were broken by a single sword.
The Sword-Holding Disciple was not pleased; instead, he frowned slightly: “Fellow Daoist Lu, you should be a Body Cultivator, right? Why do you look down on me so much? I hope you can go all out!”
With the words said to this point, Lu Bai was not unreasonable.
“Go all out, huh?”
He maintained [Steel Body] while activating [Flash Time].
Within a brief 0.5 seconds, he gave the Sword-Holding Disciple a punch and returned to his original position.
Under everyone’s gaze, time resumed flowing, but the Sword-Holding Disciple had already fallen unconscious to the ground.
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