I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 201 - 199: Strength and Beauty

The thing was, the Senior Sister of Flying Phoenix Hall was surprisingly composed. For the fourth match, she sent out Shurou, while on the Thunderlight Hall side, Wang Meng also held back, sending Ma Tian’Er to the platform instead.

Shurou never gave Ma Tian’Er a chance to use her Spirit Fusion Technique. A Bow Cultivator was the perfect counter to Ma Tian’Er, and without her signature technique, she was quickly defeated. Flying Phoenix Hall had won back a round.

The final match arrived as expected: Yang Ying versus Wang Meng. This was the showdown everyone had been waiting for.

"They’re certainly in sync. Very courteous to each other."

"Damn, what do you think their relationship is? They’re obviously all lovey-dovey. The two Halls are practically on good terms now."

After all, there were plenty of sharp-eyed people in the audience. Although the matches had been lively, bringing the score to two-all, anyone who really thought about it could see that neither Flying Phoenix Hall nor Thunderlight Hall had been fighting with their lives on the line. Compared to the sharp, head-to-head confrontations of past battles, this Sub-Hall battle felt more like a friendly sparring session.

And now, the final, decisive battle was left to Yang Ying and Wang Meng, which was perfectly fair.

Yang Ying hadn’t made any explicit agreement with Wang Meng, but some things didn’t need to be said. She had let Shurou take the fourth match because she knew Wang Meng wouldn’t fight it himself.

’She wanted the final victory to be decided between her and Wang Meng. She had been waiting for this day for so long. Standing on the Dueling Platform, it all felt like a dream. Wang Meng had actually made it this far. But what made her happiest was having seen him reach the Twenty Layers of Elemental Power with her own eyes. A Wang Meng who hadn’t reached the Twenty Layers would be no match for her at all. Even with his heaven-sent talent, his perfect combat instincts and Insight, it would all be for naught.’

Elemental Power was the foundation of everything.

’And in this Sub-Hall battle, not only would she not hold back, she would unleash her full power!’

’She wanted to see Wang Meng’s true power. In all these years, he was the first man to walk into her heart, and she needed to know if he was truly as exceptional as she believed him to be.’

Standing tall in the center of the arena, Yang Ying captured the attention of the entire audience. Both men and women were captivated by her focused expression. A beautiful woman, utterly absorbed in the moment, was exuding an irresistible charm.

When a woman is filled with anticipation and excitement, she radiates her greatest charm. This effect is even more pronounced in Cultivators. In Yang Ying’s case, her beauty was enough to topple kingdoms.

The arena gradually grew quiet, simply because of Yang Ying’s beauty.

Ma Tian’Er felt a pang of sadness. ’Only a Fairy like Senior Sister Yang is worthy of Wang Meng. I’m too useless, unable to help him at all.’ She could only pray silently. ’Today will surely become a legendary tale within the Holy Hall: the most beautiful woman and the youngest Elder, a match made in heaven.’

It pained Liuu Mei to watch her. ’Tian’Er is just too hopelessly devoted. She spends all day pretending everything is fine just so she won’t make things difficult for Wang Meng. If it were me, I wouldn’t give a damn about some Sub-Hall battle; he could find someone else for all I care.’

She gently squeezed Ma Tian’Er’s hand and gave her a resolute look. ’Men can’t always be trusted these days, but you can always count on your sisters!’

Ma Tian’Er managed a faint smile, signaling that she was alright. She didn’t realize, however, just how heart-wrenchingly fragile that smile made her look.

Liuu Mei glanced at the men in the crowd. The ones who merely looked stunned were the ones with self-control; most were simply captivated, some even looked stupefied. But even as a woman, Liuu Mei couldn’t find a single flaw in Yang Ying. She could only sigh. ’The heavens truly do play favorites,’ she thought, ’gifting some with such beauty and such incredible talent.’

Wang Meng walked to face Yang Ying. ’From the very first match, I sensed the pace she wanted to set,’ he thought. Having the final outcome decided by this one battle was his ideal scenario as well. ’At least Suo Ming and the others are uninjured, and Liuu Mei gained some combat experience. It will all be a valuable asset in the future.’

’Seeing Yang Ying’s beauty, I can’t help but think of Yanm Yuyue. They’re the two most beautiful women I have ever seen. But perhaps due to memories from my past life, I feel a greater sense of familiarity with Yanm Yuyue.’

SHING...

"My sword is named Flying Phoenix. Brother Wang, if you would," Yang Ying’s voice was crisp and clear, with a refreshing quality that soothed the soul. Some girls were beautiful, to be sure, but their voices were a letdown to the masses of Cultivators. Yang Ying’s voice, however, was even more beautiful than her face. In the words of Zhang Xiaopang, to hear a voice like that every day would be like living in the Immortal Realm.

The Flying Phoenix Sword was without a doubt a true Immortal Sword, and Yang Ying’s rank as number two on the individual leaderboard was definitely the real deal. The previous results didn’t matter, because every disciple of Flying Phoenix Hall knew that apart from their Senior, Ning Zhiquan, no one in the Holy Hall Jiufen Hall was Yang Ying’s match. After years of arduous cultivation, she had achieved Great Success in her Green Fall Yellow Springs Sword Technique. Even Senior Ning Zhiquan would find her a handful.

’The Undying Golden Body? The Flying Shadow Step? In the face of a true Sword Cultivator, they’re nothing!’

Youn Yuqing and the others were chattering together. The two-all score was within their expectations, and they weren’t worried about the outcome at all.

"Do you think Senior Sister will go easy on her crush?"

"Little Rou, they’re not at that stage yet. I think Senior Sister is just a little interested in him, still checking him out. Besides, even if she does go easy on him, he’ll just suffer a more humiliating defeat when he gets to Immortal Origin Hall, which is packed with experts."

Gao Dandan shook her head.

"Dandan, you’re still young. Once a girl falls for someone, her head isn’t so clear anymore. Even our Senior Sister is no exception."

"Unless Wang Meng swallowed a whole jug of Great Rejuvenation Pills, how is he going to withstand Senior Sister’s ferocious Sword Technique? He’s at a complete disadvantage."

"If he ate a whole jug of them, he’d probably just explode..."

"Dandan, that was a joke... You’re acting a little strange today."

Gao Dandan’s face immediately flushed red, and she hastily steered the conversation back to the fight.

"Brother Wang, are you still not going to draw your sword?"

Wang Meng smiled. "You know it makes no difference whether I use a sword or not. Let’s begin. Show me the real Green Fall Yellow Springs."

Both Mingren and Liangyuan were watching this battle with intense focus. It wasn’t just a Sub-Hall battle; it would also affect the individual rankings. Everyone knew Yang Ying had achieved Great Success with her Green Fall Yellow Springs Sword Technique. In the previous tournament, she had reached second place using Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens alone. Now that her ultimate Sword Technique was perfected, what would she be capable of?

The most powerful part of this Sword Technique was its final move, the Green Fall Yellow Springs, a condensed, decisive killing blow. How else could it be worthy of being a secret technique of the Main Hall’s Sword Sect?

Only the most elite among the Sub-Hall disciples, like Ning Zhiquan, Yang Ying, and Mingren, were qualified to cultivate it. Of course, now Li Tianyi had been added to that list.

SHING...

Yang Ying’s slender fingers gently traced the blade of her Flying Phoenix Sword. "In that case, I won’t hold back. Brother Wang, please grant me your guidance!"

A sharp Sword Qi unfurled. Yang Ying’s Sword Qi wasn’t as ferocious as the energy from Qiao Qian’s Hundred Spirits Sword, but it was far more piercing. This was a clear sign of her superior control over her Elemental Power.

Wang Meng’s figure flickered as he dodged the Sword Qi. The Flying Shadow Step he’d learned from the Bow Cultivator was proving to be quite useful.

Yang Ying didn’t hold back, pressing her attack with the Flying Phoenix Sword. Watching Senior Sister Yang perform with her sword was an absolute feast for the eyes—a fusion of beauty and power, truly one of the marvels of the Holy Hall.