"Benefactor Yang, truly generous, I'll buy one then."
Just as the atmosphere became tense, to Yang Hong's surprise, the monk Tong Yuan actually took out a low-grade spirit stone from behind and handed it to Yang Hong with a grand gesture.
"Mmm~ Master is also magnanimous."
Yang Hong smiled faintly and handed a jade slip to Monk Tong Yuan.
"Haha~ Benefactor Yang is even more magnanimous."
"Hahaha~"
The two inexplicably burst into laughter, as if this simple transaction was incredibly delightful.
After their laughter subsided, Monk Tong Yuan told Yang Hong he was going to study the jade slip and returned directly to the flying boat of the Boundless Buddhist Alliance.
Yang Hong merely smiled and bid him farewell.
Meanwhile, the battle on the battlefield continued, and the Buddhist monks' methods became even more outrageous.
Every Buddhist disciple who entered the ring, as soon as the referee called "Start," would immediately unleash talismans and single-use magical artifacts, throwing them out first, mimicking the strategy of the Qingfeng Mountain Villa disciples.
After the single-use artifacts exploded, they would then detonate their dozen or twenty magical artifacts one after another, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to blast the Qingfeng Mountain Villa disciples out of the combat formation range.
Facing the sudden bombardment from the Buddhist side, Qingfeng Mountain Villa had already lost two matches. Although the two disciples persisted with all their might, they were still severely injured by the explosions and blasted out of the formation range.
The Buddhist faction's intention was very simple and clear: to win this final round!
Seeing them lose two matches in a row, Li Sen also became a little anxious.
Although he had decided not to join the Boundless Buddhist Alliance, directly going back on his word would easily provoke a collective attack from the Buddhist faction.
At that time, he might be fine, but his disciples would certainly not survive.
Even Zhu Yu Yan and the other two would be in danger.
He didn't want to gamble on that slim possibility!
He glanced at the immortal sect cultivators who were still slowly and leisurely toying with the Qingfeng Mountain Villa disciples, and then looked at Patriarch Chaoyang, stroking his beard and smiling. He understood the immortal sect's plan.
"Since that's the case, I can't let your plan succeed."
With a plan in mind, Yang Hong began to transmit messages via divine sense to the remaining two Integration stage disciples, giving them instructions.
"Change all your talismans to Vajra Talismans. When you go up, activate them all, and then, under the explosion, use your Divine Sense Thorn to stun your opponents.
If you are unfortunate enough to die, I guarantee to cultivate at least two Golden Core cultivators among your families!"
The two disciples' eyes lit up. "At least two Golden Core cultivators!"
They had no doubt that Yang Hong's guarantee could be realized. As Integration stage disciples, they received many missions.
Among them were missions related to the Foundation Establishment Pill and the Jade Liquid Golden Core. Even if they were not qualified to refine them themselves, they knew that the Jade Liquid Golden Core, the best auxiliary pill for breaking through to the Golden Core stage, was not lacking in Qingfeng Mountain Villa!
Therefore, as long as Yang Hong made this promise, he would definitely fulfill it!
Yu Ziwei and Tang Shizhu exchanged a glance, nodded resolutely, and simultaneously thought of "death"!
There was a rule in the combat regulations that killing an opponent's participating cultivator would immediately result in a loss, and it was with this rule that the Buddhist Golden Core cultivators had won the Golden Core battle.
However, before the two of them could begin their plan, Monk Tong Yuan spoke again.
"Benefactor Yang, I find this battle a bit too uninteresting. I suggest that the last two matches be direct death matches, with no restrictions on the combat range. Only when one side's cultivator dies will it be considered a loss and the battle end. What do you think?"
"Alright! I couldn't ask for more. I just wonder if we should also restrict the magical artifacts, pills, and talismans for equipment?"
Upon hearing Monk Tong Yuan's suggestion, Yang Hong immediately agreed. If it were a death match, with the strength of the Qingfeng Mountain Villa disciples, they would definitely win!
"How about this: single-use magical treasures and talisman treasures are not allowed. Ten magical artifacts, ten talismans, and ten pills. However, no pills that boost cultivation are allowed, nor can any treasures above the third rank be used!"
"Alright! It's settled then. Let them start ten miles apart."
"Good! It's settled."
Both Yang Hong and Monk Tong Yuan had absolute confidence in themselves and wished to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop, thus changing the combat rules.
Monk Tong Yuan transmitted his tactical instructions to his disciple, while Li Sen simply transmitted a message: "Stun them, then kill them with your sword!"
Yu Ziwei and Tang Shizhu exchanged another glance, and in their eyes, they saw mutual disappointment. They had both hoped to use their own lives to exchange for two Golden Core cultivators for their families, and then for their families to rise.
Who would have thought that the old bald monk would change his mind?
"Fight with all your might!" x2
"Good!" x2
The two spoke in unison, then smiled, and an unusual sentiment arose between them.
Soon, Yu Ziwei and the Buddhist disciple Xuan Xin stood ten miles apart.
"Begin!"
As Ke Ji Mei shouted "Begin!", Yu Ziwei immediately activated ten third-rank Vajra Talismans. The golden phantom image on her body slowly solidified into a thirty-foot-tall golden giant!
Then, she quickly formed hand seals.
"Idiot, did you think I'd throw talismans at you?"
Before Yu Ziwei could fully form her hand seals, Xuan Xin had already used his evasion technique to rush to her side. Then, he leaped high into the air, wielding a crescent shovel that emanated a terrifying spiritual pressure, and brought it crashing down upon her.
*Clang~~*
A grand bell sound rang out. The crescent shovel did not harm Yu Ziwei; instead, it was bounced high into the air.
"Hmph~ Your turtle shell is quite hard, but this monk has plenty of ways."
With that, Xuan Xin planted the crescent shovel in front of him and took out a black whip, lashing it at Yu Ziwei, binding her and the golden giant phantom together.
A dense black smoke, carrying corrosive poisonous gas, drifted from the black whip, almost instantly engulfing Yu Ziwei.
Outside the battlefield, Yang Hong's face immediately turned cold upon seeing this.
"Buddhist disciples using demonic artifacts, good, very good."
To Yang Hong's accusation, Monk Tong Yuan merely smiled warmly at Li Sen and did not reply.
Yang Hong also fell silent, but he had already secretly transmitted messages to several people.
"Ah~ Ah~"
Just as Li Sen was transmitting his message, Xuan Xin on the battlefield suddenly clutched his head and squatted down.
But before he could let out a third cry, his head flew into the sky!
Yu Ziwei was still surrounded by the black whip, but her long sword had already pierced through the encirclement, completing the beheading of Xuan Xin!
Divine Sense Thorn was a common divine sense attack, but after Li Sen's modification, coupled with the generally superior divine sense of Qingfeng Mountain Villa cultivators over those of the same rank,
It was enough to make Xuan Xin, who was at the peak of the Integration stage and about to break through to Golden Core, cry out in pain while clutching his head.
And this brief one or two seconds was enough for Yu Ziwei to launch a fatal strike.
"Integration battle, fourth match, Yu Ziwei of Qingfeng Mountain Villa wins!"
Upon seeing a bald head fly up, Ke Ji Mei immediately announced loudly!
"..."
The Buddhist referee stared fiercely at Ke Ji Mei, then waved his hand and collected Xuan Xin's corpse.
As for the final match between the Buddhist faction and Qingfeng Mountain Villa, there was no surprise. The Buddhist disciple Xuan Yun was also knocked unconscious by a single Divine Sense Thorn,
And then, his head was severed from his body!
Once the match was turned into a death match, the Qingfeng Mountain Villa disciples would use the simplest, most direct method to kill their enemies!
No flashy tricks whatsoever!
This was the essential basic skill taught by Li Sen, who advocated the 'survivalist' approach, to his disciples.
"Bold!"
Just as Ke Ji Mei was about to announce Tang Shizhu's victory, an unexpected event occurred.