One must know that even for Cultivators, after a limb is reattached, their combat power will be affected for a long time.
Lin Zhaokai’s aura was only slightly unstable.
Thinking back to how Lin Zhaokai had broken through from the first layer of Qi Cultivation Stage to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage in a single day, the Cultivators were secretly astonished.
This Lin Zhaokai, he truly is a bit sinister!
Wen Xiangjie, who had once again completed a day's worth of battles without lifting a finger, heard Cultivators discussing Lin Zhaokai as soon as she left the combat arena.
It must be said that spiritual sense is truly useful; the higher the cultivation, the more convenient it is to eavesdrop.
“You know Lin Zhaokai, right? The one who participated in the life-and-death arena yesterday and killed a Cultivator in the early Leaving Aperture Stage by fighting above his level!”
“I know, I watched that life-and-death arena match yesterday. He was quite severely injured; both his arms were gone, and his Dantian was heavily damaged. What? He didn’t come to participate in the competition today? It’s normal for him to be absent from today’s competition given his injuries.”
“On the contrary, he not only came to participate in the competition today, but he also won all his matches! His arms have fully recovered, and his Dantian seems to be mostly repaired.”
“What? How is that possible? Even a Mahayana Realm expert wouldn’t find it so easy to repair severed limbs and a Dantian, would they?”
“I’ve inquired about Lin Zhaokai’s background; he’s just an ordinary commoner. For him to possess such a secret art for rapid body recovery, I feel that he might truly have been possessed by a demonic cultivator…”
Hearing the discussions of the surrounding Cultivators, Wen Xiangjie was not surprised.
Lin Zhaokai’s “personal old man” is the abnormal entity of this game instance, an abnormal entity that stole the core and part of the authority of the game instance. From a certain perspective, it can be called a Little Phoenix.
Helping a Later stage of the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator like Lin Zhaokai repair his body, isn't that as easy as flipping a hand?
The fact that it could only be repaired to this extent was still due to Lin Zhaokai’s inherently poor initial stats.
If the abnormal entity had become Lin Zhaoting’s “personal old man,” Wen Xiangjie would truly have a headache.
Indeed, as long as she killed fast enough, trouble wouldn't find her.
A week later, the first round of the competition finally concluded.
Wen Xiangjie and Lin Zhaokai both achieved perfect victories, entering the second round of the competition undeniably with a tied first-place score.
Once the Sect Grand Competition entered the second round, the schedule accelerated significantly.
100 Sect Prodigies, 1v1 duels, one match to determine the winner, with the final 50 Prodigies advancing to the third round.
Wen Xiangjie still entered the third round of the competition without even moving a little finger.
The Little Phoenix Phoenix Feather, who was standing on Wen Xiangjie’s shoulder, had gone from being eager to try at first to now standing bored on Wen Xiangjie’s shoulder, preening its beautiful feathers.
The third round of the competition was also 1v1 duels, with 50 Prodigies determining 25 to enter the fourth round.
Because there was an extra spot in the fourth round, one lucky person could be exempted from participating in this round and directly enter the fifth round.
The Sect Prodigies who entered the fourth round all looked at their Jade Dragon Island.
Upon discovering that their Jade Dragon Island showed battle information, they all sighed regretfully.
Then they raised their heads and looked around, wanting to see which lucky person could be exempted from participating in this round of the competition.
And then they saw Wen Xiangjie gracefully leaving the competition arena, holding an ice-cold little drink.
Sect Prodigies: ?
How can someone be so strong and also so lucky?
Eh, no, wait a moment.
Thinking from another perspective, if this great master doesn’t participate in the competition… the lucky ones are actually themselves!
Good, good, good, feeling comfortable, feeling comfortable!
In the fifth round of the competition, there was still an extra spot.
Wen Xiangjie once again left the arena gracefully, holding an ice-cold little drink.
The only difference from the previous round was that the ice-cold little drink she held in the previous round was grape-flavored, and in this round, she held a peach-flavored one.
In the sixth round of the competition, Wen Xiangjie this time held an apple-flavored ice-cold little drink.
Influenced by Wen Xiangjie, almost every Cultivator watching the sixth round of the competition now had an ice-cold little drink in hand.
They were also very curious about how good the ice-cold little drink that Wen Xiangjie held constantly tasted.
Don't tell me, don't tell me.
On an island with a relatively high temperature like Jade Dragon Island, having a cup of ice-cold little drink is truly refreshing.
Entering the seventh round of the competition, only four Sect Prodigies remained.
This round of the competition could also be called the semifinals.
Besides Wen Xiangjie and Lin Zhaokai, the remaining two Sect Prodigies were both at the early Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.
Originally, with their cultivation, entering the finals in previous Sect Grand Competitions would have been more than enough.
However, in this Sect Grand Competition, both Wen Xiangjie and Lin Zhaokai, these two anomalies, appeared simultaneously.
Being able to enter the semifinals, these two Cultivators at the early Nascent Soul Stage already felt satisfied.
Lin Zhaokai, who had fully recovered, didn't even glance at the two Cultivators in the early Nascent Soul Stage; his gaze was fixed intently on Wen Xiangjie.
From beginning to end, his goal, his opponent, was only one.
That was Wen Xiangjie!
In the previous rounds of the competition, he hadn't expected Wen Xiangjie to be so lucky, getting a bye in every match.
Now that it was finally the semifinals, looking at Wen Xiangjie standing not far from him, Lin Zhaokai's hatred transformed into surging fighting spirit.
This match was not only anticipated by Lin Zhaokai but also by the other Cultivators.
All the eliminated Cultivators had not left; they were all looking forward to this battle between Lin Zhaokai and Wen Xiangjie.
Who exactly would be able to claim first place in this Sect Grand Competition!
Soon, the battle information appeared on the semifinal arena.
【No. 1, No. 5276.】
【No. 3985, No. 232.】
No. 1 was Wen Xiangjie, and No. 5276 was indeed Lin Zhaokai!
“Holy cow! These two finally met!”
“Finally, finally, I’ve been waiting for this! I’ve been hoping these two would meet since the second round, and I didn’t expect them to finally meet until the seventh round!”
“I thought I’d have to wait until the final round for these two to encounter each other!”
“A peak showdown, this is a true peak showdown!”
“This is only because it’s the Sect Grand Competition. If it were outside, Lin Zhaokai is merely a Later stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, how could he possibly be compared to Wen Zhenjun?”
“Exactly! There are even people who support Lin Zhaokai winning? Have they gone mad?”
“Wen Xiangjie, I’ve finally waited for this day!” Lin Zhaokai’s face revealed a somewhat frenzied smile.
Wen Xiangjie leaped effortlessly and gracefully onto the competition arena.
“Hurry up, I’m in a rush to go back and eat snacks. I hate dawdling people the most.” Wen Xiangjie urged impatiently.
She hated people who rambled on with threats to prolong the time.