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Jin Chanzi said coldly, the light from his Buddha Circle becoming even more dazzling and scorching, as if he was about to transcend her at any moment.
“First of all, the techniques of the Guidao Secret Sect are not evil arts, but merely a method of cultivation. Secondly, when the Guidao Secret Sect was founded, a sect rule was established that forbade harming others with Guidao techniques. Every disciple who joins the Guidao Secret Sect takes an oath under the heavens, and those who break this oath will have their souls annihilated. I believe I made this very clear in front of the Vice Principal a few days ago.”
“This is just your side of the story. However, the incident where the disciples of the Guidao Secret Sect turned an entire village into zombie puppets was witnessed by many and is well-known. It was a heinous act that even the heavens despised, leading to a heavenly thunderbolt!”
Feng Siyue looked at Jin Chanzi with a cold smile. “If that’s the case, did you personally see the disciples of the Guidao Secret Sect turn living people into zombie puppets? Do you have any concrete evidence? If not, why not consider the possibility that this was a frame-up?”
“Although I did not witness it myself, the entire Northern Abyss knows that only the Guidao Secret Sect uses evil techniques. It’s not something you can argue your way out of. If the Guidao Secret Sect had not committed any wrongs, how could the heavens have sent down a thunderbolt?”
“Have you ever considered that the so-called heavenly thunderbolt might have been man-made?” Feng Siyue said indifferently.
Jin Chanzi frowned, knowing that there was indeed this possibility, but he didn’t believe anyone would go to such lengths to frame the Guidao Secret Sect.
He looked at Feng Siyue coldly and said, “There is no need to say more. Today, I will not show you any mercy.”
Feng Siyue burst into laughter, her whole body shaking. “You’re too full of yourself. I never asked for your mercy. Do you think I’m afraid of you monks?”
Feng Siyue could see that the monks from Chanxu Temple had a great misunderstanding of the Guidao Secret Sect.
Since that was the case, there was no need to keep explaining.
Some people have too much prejudice, and their opinions cannot be changed with just a few words. Saying more would be a waste of time.
So, there was no need to give them face or try to please them. Since they already despised her, a little more wouldn’t make a difference.
Feng Siyue didn’t care about others’ opinions of her.
Even the monks, who were supposed to be calm and detached, were angered by Feng Siyue’s repeated calls of “little monk.” Their faces turned ashen, like the eighteen bronze statues adorned with gold powder.
The audience below also glared at her, thinking she was too arrogant and disrespectful, not even putting the Buddha Son in her eyes.
“Silence!” Elder Wen, Wen Jinbao, came onto the competition stage and shouted in a deep voice.
“The last preliminary match of the day remains. To ensure fairness and impartiality in this match, no artifacts are allowed. Only the techniques of your respective sects can be used.”
“Damn, that’s too shameless! The techniques of the monks from Chanxu Temple are exactly what counter the Guidao techniques. Without artifacts, how can she fight! Besides, Jin Chanzi is at the second tier of the Martial King realm!”
Lu Chen grumbled, having picked up bad habits from Feng Siyue and also calling them “little monks.”
He didn’t know Feng Siyue’s exact cultivation level. In today’s three matches, Feng Siyue only used her spiritual power and her true level remained unclear. She hadn’t shown her full strength.
But he knew Feng Siyue was too young to have a cultivation level at the peak of Martial King realm, certainly not as high as the little monk.
Without artifacts, it would be impossible to win against Jin Chanzi, who was at the second tier of the Martial King realm.
“She won’t lose.”
Di Xuan Shang said calmly.
Lu Chen thought Di Xuan Shang was being too optimistic. Jin Chanzi practiced the Bright Buddha Techniques, which were exactly what countered the Guidao techniques.
He wasn’t worried about Feng Siyue getting hurt, knowing that Di Xuan Shang was there. He just found the Cultivator Alliance disgusting, talking about fairness and impartiality while having ulterior motives.
On the field, Feng Siyue was not surprised at all. She didn’t even flinch when Wen Jinbao spoke.
The sun above her head was getting hotter, making her not want to open her eyes. Adding to that, the dazzling Buddha Circle on the head of the Buddha Son opposite her made her feel like she was being attacked from both sides. She simply took out a black cloth to cover her eyes and tied it around her head.
“What is she doing?”
“How arrogant! She’s competing with her eyes covered, not putting any of the other disciples in her eyes!”
“Good heavens! Does she think she’s invincible just because she won three matches? She’s too proud and arrogant! She won’t even know how she died!”
People around her were discussing and criticizing her. Her behavior seemed arrogant, reckless, and defiant to anyone who saw it.
Little did they know, Feng Siyue’s eyes were just uncomfortable.
With her eyes covered, she used her special eye technique and could see even more clearly.
The match began, and Feng Siyue was surrounded by the five monks from Chanxu Temple.
No one teamed up with Feng Siyue, and these five monks didn’t team up with anyone else either.
“Demoness, we monks will rid the world of this evil!” Jin Chanzi said coldly.
Previously, he still acts holy ” but now he called her a “demoness.” This monk sure holds a grudge!
He clasped his hands together, chanting something under his breath. The Buddha Circle on his head, which had been still like a mountain, suddenly moved and formed a large golden bell!
Dense rows of runes appeared on the golden bell, and the entire bell descended towards Feng Siyue’s head!
The enormous golden bell covered Feng Siyue’s head, exuding a powerful pressure. The other disciples on the field could hardly breathe, and being at the center, she must have felt even more intense pressure.
Feng Siyue remained expressionless as the long ribbon covering her eyes and her black hair danced in the wind. The dazzling golden light sprinkled on her, as if it was about to transcend her.
Just as everyone thought she was powerless against Jin Chanzi, she slowly took out a pair of scissors and some paper.
Her fair fingers held the scissors and made a few quick cuts. Several paper figures fell to the ground. With some unknown spell, these paper figures instantly grew larger, looking exactly like real people, except for their expressionless faces.
As the golden bell was about to cover Feng Siyue, the paper figures raised their hands and actually lifted the bell.
“How is this possible!”
“How can these evil things touch the Buddha’s light!”
“Why haven’t the paper figures turned to ashes!”
The audience was stunned, unable to believe what they were seeing. They were just about to shout, “This is not scientific!”
Feng Siyue didn’t stop. While people were talking, she cut out ten more paper figures.
And she even had the leisure to take a brush and paint two blush spots on the cheeks of the paper figures.
The paper figures turned into people, with two red blush spots on their pale faces, making them look even more eerie since they couldn’t make any expressions. It was creepier than not painting them at all.
Feng Siyue didn’t care about these people. In fact, the techniques of the Guidao Secret Sect were strikingly similar to modern Maoshan Taoist methods. She had studied Maoshan Taoist methods in the modern world and combined the two, making them far more powerful than the techniques of the Guidao Secret Sect!
“Evil ways!”
Jin Chanzi shouted deeply, chanting spells. The golden bell grew larger again, emitting an intense heat. The golden runes wrapped around the paper figures like snakes, and the figures instantly melted into ashes.
“Evil ways?”
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