Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Jiang Wang stepped onto the dilapidated sword platform.

After deducting ten points of power, the sword platform suddenly rose and went straight into the starry sky!

This was the first time Jiang Wang stepped onto the sword platform outside of the blessed land, and it was the first time he looked for an opponent in the illusionary realm.

A familiar gentle voice sounded: [Start the journey of the sword platform and write down your name to open the ranking.]

A white paper appeared out of thin air, floating in front of him, along with a brush.

The paper was thin and delicate, but it remained motionless when tapped.

Knowing his own name in the illusionary realm was easy due to its mystery. However, the voice did not directly use his name, but instead asked Jiang Wang to write it down himself.

Considering that Zuo Guanglie had died and the previous master of the Qingyu Altar was still afraid of him, Jiang Wang realized that Zuo Guanglie had another identity in the illusionary realm.

With this in mind, Jiang Wang wrote down the name "Dugu Wudi."

Of course, this was not his style. It would be more likely for Huang Azhan or Du Yehu to choose such a name. The former always liked to boast, while the latter was naturally fierce and warlike.

However, Jiang Wang thought that this name would stimulate his opponent's fighting spirit. After all, he had used the sword platform at the cost of his power for the sake of battle, right?

[Dugu Wudi is currently not in the top one hundred of the sword platform and does not display a ranking. Would you like to conceal your appearance?]

Without hesitation, Jiang Wang chose yes. After all, the purpose of using a false name was to conceal his identity.

Then he realized that another ten points of power had been deducted... Fortunately, this should not be a one-time deduction.

[Matching in progress for the ninth-grade sword platform...]

[Matching successful!]

Jiang Wang came back to his senses and found himself in a square room with a ceiling and walls, without any doors or windows. The ground was flat, and his vision was unobstructed.

On the opposite side of him, a round-faced Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

"Dugu Wudi?" When he frowned, the upper half of his fat face seemed to sink, "Such an arrogant name, but looks ordinary. Seems like a formidable opponent."

Due to the concealment in the illusionary realm, Jiang Wang's face had been adjusted to be extremely handsome, almost comparable to Zhao Rucheng. However, he only received an ordinary evaluation.

Jiang Wang also saw the name of his opponent in the first match in the illusionary realm - Zhen Wudi!

This name made his eyelids twitch. He felt targeted. What does this mean? Is my Dugu Wudi not truly invincible?

The projection of Jiang Wang's sword in his hand did not have the ability to release golden arrows in reality. Fully materializing external objects required the expenditure of power, which was not worth it for Jiang Wang at the moment.

"Then come!" Zhen Wudi was still delivering lines while Jiang Wang's sword light flickered, and he shot out like an arrow.

His swordsmanship was honed through countless battles. He always seized the initiative and occupied the center line, never wasting time.

From being the first in the outer sect swordsmanship to the first-year leader of the Three Cities' debate, and to the sword that dominated Wangjiang City, all of these gave him great confidence. His own momentum had gradually developed.

This sword was like a wandering dragon, astonishing and agile like lightning.

"Damn thief!" Zhen Wudi had time to scold him amidst his busy actions. With a single hand, he pressed in front of him, and a rotating water wave shield appeared, directly blocking the sword tip!

"Sneak attack!" he shouted again.

With a diagonal slash of his fat hand, a sharp fire blade was unleashed.

At the same time, vines sprang out from below, entangling Jiang Wang.

As a cultivator of the Meridian Realm, he was unable to imprint instant casting techniques. Being able to launch so many attacks almost simultaneously indicated that this fatty had long been prepared. Yet, he accused Jiang Wang of sneak attacking.

However, objectively speaking, his mastery of techniques was precise and ingenious.

Jiang Wang felt excited. In the Maple Forest City Dao Academy, he could hardly encounter opponents like this. They were either too strong, surpassing several realms, or too weak, unable to withstand a single blow. He could hardly experience the joy of battle.

His heart surged, but his hand remained steady as iron. With superlative control, he made the sword lightly touch the water wave shield, not penetrating it or being entangled by the rotating water waves.

Jumping high, he avoided the fire blade. At the same time, he counterattacked with his sword, intending to cut off the entangling vines.

But he quickly realized something was wrong.

His sword was too heavy!

Although only a drop of water touched the sword tip, that drop of water seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, dragging him down.

The fatty laughed heartily, "Do you think this is a water wave shield? This is a heavy water shield, little thief!"

The entangling vines had already made contact with Jiang Wang. The fatty also threw out two fire blades, crossing each other in front of him, intending to kill Jiang Wang without giving him a chance to counterattack.

His ten fat fingers swiftly formed seals, as if mocking the invincible name.

Jiang Wang shook his power, and the sword tip broke, carrying the drop of heavy water as it flew away. He himself was falling, but suddenly he was enveloped in purple qi, surging and rushing. In an instant, it swept away the two fire blades and rushed straight towards Zhen Wudi!

This was the most powerful killing move of the Purple Qi from the East Sword Technique.

Boom!

The purple qi dissipated, leaving only Jiang Wang holding the sword in the original place.

The one pierced through by the Purple Qi was just an illusion!

Meanwhile, nine vines had entangled and formed a temporary cage, trapping Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang reached out and pressed the fireball that was about to be completed onto the vine cage, creating an opening. Due to being trapped inside the cage, his left hand was also blasted with blood.

But Jiang Wang remained calm, only displaying his long sword, intending to escape through the opening.

However...

Through the opening, he could clearly see countless wind blades floating outside the cage.

Zhen Wudi stood outside the cage, maintaining a sufficient distance from Jiang Wang, wiping his sweat and saying, "That was close, almost turned the tables on me."

He said this while waving his hand.

Countless wind blades shredded Jiang Wang on the spot.

...

He lost!

Jiang Wang returned to the blessed land, still feeling a bit dazed.

His opponent was too strong!

Heavy water shield, fire blades, entangling vines, illusion technique, vine snakes, wind blades. The nine vine snakes even formed a cage, and the illusion technique was rarely seen. He had never heard of the heavy water shield before.

He possessed so many different techniques and used them with precision and ingenuity.

Compared to the simplicity and sincerity of Sun Xiaoyan, Zhen Wudi appeared foolish but was actually controlling the pace of the battle. In this battle, every step Jiang Wang took was within his calculations.

At this moment, Jiang Wang reviewed the entire process and couldn't find a single winning point.

The sundial showed that he had 3360 points of power. Activating the sword platform cost ten points, concealing his appearance cost ten points, and losing the battle cost ten points.

A single battle had cost him thirty points of power. It should be noted that the last-ranked Donghai Mountain blessed land only produced one hundred points of power per month. With Jiang Wang's current strength, he was probably unable to conquer the Donghai Mountain blessed land.

Just then, a fat paper crane flew unsteadily from somewhere and landed in front of Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang instinctively caught it, and the paper crane unfolded in his hand, becoming a letter:

"To Brother Dugu, upon receiving this letter: I can't forget our battle just now. Your strength is beyond my admiration. I luckily won this battle and am filled with fear. I beg for another battle to confirm your might."

What a mess? Jiang Wang glanced at the signature and indeed saw the three characters Zhen Wudi.

This person is fatter than anyone else, even the paper crane.

However, this set of words seemed like an attempt to "farm power" from Jiang Wang.

The power consumption of the sword platform was borne by the loser, so in the previous battle, Jiang Wang suffered heavy losses while Zhen Wudi gained ten points of power.

Jiang Wang regretted not being Huang Azhan; his skill in cursing was lacking, and he didn't feel satisfied with his cursing.

At this moment, another fat paper crane swayed and flew over.

Jiang Wang took it and saw that it was indeed from Zhen Wudi, but he had changed his way of speaking again:

"To be honest, Brother Dugu, I rarely encounter opponents as evenly matched as you. I have benefited greatly, greatly! I'm busy today, but we can fight another time. Come on, just reply to my paper crane casually for convenient contact next time!"

Words following "to be honest" are usually not honest...

Jiang Wang's face twitched, and he replied with his paper brush: "Contact me again."

Then he felt the silver moon imprint in his palm and left the illusionary realm.

Dead fatty. You wait.