The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 305: Sect Competition, Stunning Everyone

The morning light was dim, and the soft light penetrated the thin clouds and fell on the Lingxiao Sect's martial arts training ground, coating the field that was about to witness the passion and struggle with a faint golden glow. Today was the Lingxiao Sect's once-in-a-decade competition. This grand event was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves throughout the sect, causing all the disciples to rub their hands and be eager to try.

The courtyard where Yun Yao lived was still quiet, with only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves, which seemed to be whispering softly. Inside the house, Yun Yao got up early, wearing a plain white outfit, with her black hair tied up high, neat and heroic. She stood in front of the window, looking through the mottled shadows of the trees, looking in the direction of the martial arts training ground, which was about to become the stage for her to prove herself and dispel the haze.

Ever since the misunderstanding with Chu Mochen, Yun Yao's heart seemed to be weighed down by a heavy boulder, and every breath was accompanied by a trace of pain. The warm time, laughter and tacit understanding that she had spent with Chu Mochen were like broken glass, leaving wounds in her heart. But Yun Yao's innate stubbornness grew stronger under the nourishment of pain. She knew that indulging in sadness would only make her sink deeper in this world of immortal cultivation where the strong are respected. So, she put all her energy into cultivation, studying the skills and tempering her spiritual power day and night, letting the sweat soak her clothes and the fatigue erode her body, without stopping for a moment.

The system seemed to sense the dramatic change in her state of mind, and gave her a series of difficult tasks at the right time. Every challenge was a contest with the limits of herself. The exhaustion of running out of spiritual power and the bottleneck of the practice method could not stop Yun Yao from moving forward. And the rich cultivation resources obtained after each successful task were like the bright stars in the dark night, illuminating her way forward. In this way, in the alternation of countless days and nights, Yun Yao's strength has steadily improved, from the middle stage of the foundation-building realm to the late stage. Now, with the spiritual power flowing around her, she exudes a calm and tenacious aura, which is very different from the girl who just entered the sect and was still a little ignorant and immature in the past.

As a melodious bell sounded slowly over the sect, the competition officially kicked off. Yun Yao took a deep breath, stepped out of the courtyard steadily, and walked towards the martial arts training ground. Along the way, many disciples gathered in groups of two or three, talking to each other and discussing today's competition. Occasionally, their eyes glanced at Yun Yao, some of them showed surprise, as if they didn't expect her to participate in the competition; some of them looked like they were watching a good show. After all, in their eyes, although Yun Yao had some opportunities before, it was still unknown whether she could stand out in this sect competition full of masters.

Yun Yao seemed to have not heard anything, her expression was calm and her steps were firm. When she stepped into the martial arts training ground, the ground was instantly quiet for a moment, and many eyes were focused on her. She raised her head slightly, facing these eyes, neither humble nor arrogant, and walked straight to her own competition area.

In the first round of competition, Yun Yao's opponent was a burly male disciple named Zhao Gang. This man practiced a fierce martial arts technique and had great strength. When he was in the middle stage of the foundation building realm, he stood out in the small competition of the sect with his pair of iron fists. At this moment, he stood on the competition stage, looking down at Yun Yao, his eyes full of contempt and confidence, as if he had already won.

Yun Yao ignored him and just stood there quietly, adjusting her breathing, her spiritual power slowly circulating in her body, ready to go. With the referee's order, Zhao Gang took the lead. He shouted loudly, stomped his feet hard, and rushed towards Yun Yao like a mad bull, with the sound of whistling wind and clenched fists. This punch was so powerful that the air seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed, making a "crackling" sound.

Yun Yao's eyes fixed, and she dodged the fierce blow without panic. Zhao Gang's attack missed, but he was not discouraged. His attack became more fierce, using both fists and feet, and the attack was like a storm. Yun Yao's body was agile, like a dancing butterfly, moving freely in this storm. Sometimes she tapped her toes and slid back a few steps to avoid Zhao Gang's heavy punches; sometimes she bent sideways and dodged his flying kicks by a hair's breadth. Every time she dodged, it was just right, causing the audience to exclaim.

"This Yun Yao, I haven't seen her for a few days, her body movements are so amazing!"

"Yeah, I originally thought she was just lucky and had some opportunities, but I didn't expect she was really capable."

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Yun Yao had already figured out Zhao Gang's attack routine. Her eyes flashed, and when Zhao Gang threw a heavy punch, his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, she suddenly turned around and rushed forward like a ghost. She put the five fingers of her right hand together, and the spiritual power gathered at her fingertips, turning into a sharp blade of light, stabbing at Zhao Gang's ribs. This attack was fast, accurate, and fierce. Zhao Gang could not dodge it in time, and could only hastily turn sideways, but his clothes were still cut by the blade of light, and a blood mark appeared instantly.

Zhao Gang felt the pain and was furious. He was about to launch a more violent counterattack, but Yun Yao did not give him a chance. She took advantage of Zhao Gang's panic, tapped the ground with her toes, jumped high, flipped in the air, and chopped down fiercely with her left leg wrapped in spiritual power like a battle axe. Zhao Gang raised his hand to resist, but was shocked by the huge force and retreated repeatedly. He staggered and almost fell off the competition stage.

At this time, Yun Yao had already taken control of the situation on the field. She took advantage of the victory and used her spiritual power to the extreme. As her hands danced, arcs of spiritual power flashed out, like a dense net that enveloped Zhao Gang. Zhao Gang rushed left and right, but he was unable to break free from the shackles of this spiritual power. In the end, under Yun Yao's powerful palm wind, he was knocked off the stage and defeated.

Thunderous applause and cheers suddenly broke out from the audience. The disciples looked at Yun Yao with eyes full of shock and admiration.

"I didn't expect Yun Yao to be so powerful. Her strength at the late stage of foundation building is probably not much inferior to some veteran disciples!"

"Yes, the moves she made just now showed her exquisite use of spiritual power. It is obvious that she has put a lot of hard work in training."

Yun Yao was breathing heavily, her hair was a little messy, but it did not affect her cool and determined temperament. She bowed slightly to the people below the stage to show her gratitude, then turned around and walked steadily down the competition stage, ready to face the next round of challenges.

In the second round, Yun Yao's opponent was a female disciple who was good at controlling water, named Lin Wan'er. Lin Wan'er had a graceful figure and a pretty face. She wore a water-blue dress that fluttered in the wind, like a fairy descending from the earth. She stood on the stage, gently dancing with her hands, and the water vapor around her quickly condensed into crystal clear water curtains that protected her layer by layer.

Yun Yao's eyes were solemn. She knew very well that Lin Wan'er's water control technique was extremely difficult to deal with. The water curtain not only had amazing defensive power, but it could also transform into various attack forms, making it hard to defend against. At the beginning of the game, Lin Wan'er took the lead in launching an attack. She waved her jade hand and a water arrow shot towards Yun Yao like an arrow from a bow. During the flight, the water arrow continuously absorbed the surrounding water vapor, becoming thicker and stronger, and its power was amazing.

Yun Yao did not dare to be careless, and her spiritual power was activated, condensing a spiritual shield in front of her. The water arrow hit the shield fiercely, making a loud "bang" sound, splashing countless water. Yun Yao only felt a huge impact force coming, her body swayed slightly, and she was secretly surprised.

Before she could recover, Lin Wan'er attacked again. This time, she quickly formed seals with her hands, and the surrounding water curtain instantly split into countless droplets. Each drop of water contained powerful spiritual power, like a dense rain of arrows, covering the sky and the earth and covering Yun Yao.

Yun Yao's eyes were firm, and she advanced instead of retreating. She flashed and rushed into the rain of arrows, waving the long sword in her hand, bringing up sharp sword energy, shattering the approaching water droplets one by one. For a moment, the field was splashed with water and light flashed. The figures of the two people in the interweaving of water and light were like dancing elves, which was dazzling.

During the fierce battle, Yun Yao keenly realized that although Lin Wan'er's water control technique was powerful, it consumed a lot of spiritual energy. So, she came up with a plan and deliberately exposed a flaw, pretending that her spiritual energy was exhausted, staggering, and taking a few steps back.

Seeing this, Lin Wan'er was delighted, thinking that there was an opportunity, and immediately increased her spiritual power output, controlling more water droplets to converge towards Yun Yao. However, she did not expect that Yun Yao took advantage of her full-scale attack and suddenly hid her figure, using the surrounding environment as cover, and quietly went around behind her.

When Lin Wan'er noticed something was wrong, it was too late. Yun Yao shook the sword in her hand, and a brilliant sword energy pierced Lin Wan'er like a rainbow piercing the sun. Lin Wan'er wanted to dodge in fear, but was blocked by the water curtain she had set up before, and her movements were restricted. In the end, she could only watch the sword energy coming and had no choice but to admit defeat.

This victory once again caused an uproar among the audience. Yun Yao's reputation spread quickly in the sect like a prairie fire. Everyone was amazed that this once inconspicuous girl had now grown into a dazzling new star in the sect.

As the competition progressed, Yun Yao won all the way and entered the semi-finals. Her opponent was a well-known core disciple in the sect, named Su Yu. Su Yu had a stern face, deep eyes, and a black robe, exuding a strong and restrained aura. He had practiced for many years and his strength had already reached the peak of the foundation-building realm. He was only one step away from the condensed pill realm. He was the best among the disciples of the sect.

On the competition stage, Su Yu looked at Yun Yao quietly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Junior Sister Yun Yao, your performance today is really impressive. However, in the next battle, I will not show mercy."

Yun Yao nodded slightly, her expression calm: "Brother Su Yu, going all out is exactly what I want."

After saying this, the two of them mobilized their spiritual powers at the same time. Powerful auras collided in the field, stirring up an invisible wave of wind, causing the corners of clothes of the people below the stage to rustle.

Su Yu took the lead. He quickly formed seals with both hands, and a black spiritual power vortex slowly formed in his palms. In the vortex, it seemed as if there was an endless dark power hidden, emitting a frightening breath. With a low shout, the spiritual power vortex flew out of his hand and swept towards Yun Yao. Wherever it passed, deep gullies were scraped out on the ground.

Yun Yao's face was solemn. She knew the power of this attack and did not dare to take it head-on. She tapped her toes lightly and retreated like lightning. At the same time, she waved her hands, gathering spiritual power and transforming it into spiritual power runes in the air to resist the erosion of the spiritual power vortex.

However, Su Yu's attack did not stop there. He flashed and approached Yun Yao in an instant, swinging his fists, each of which was filled with black spiritual light, like two black meteors, smashing towards Yun Yao. Yun Yao dodged left and right, relying on her agile body movements to avoid Su Yu's attacks again and again. But she knew in her heart that dodging was not a long-term solution, and she had to find Su Yu's flaws to turn defeat into victory.

When dodging Su Yu's punch, Yun Yao's eyes were sharp and she suddenly discovered that when Su Yu launched a series of attacks, his spiritual power would stagnate for a short time. Although this moment was extremely short, it was a great opportunity for Yun Yao.

She no longer hesitated, and while Su Yu's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, she circulated her spiritual power frantically, gathering all of it in the palm of her right hand. For a moment, her right hand shone brightly, as if she was holding a scorching sun. Then, she shouted loudly and pushed out this palm with all her strength. A dazzling spiritual power beam of light, like a surging tide, blasted towards Su Yu.

Su Yu sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The spiritual energy beam hit his chest hard, knocking him out and falling heavily on the competition stage.

There was a dead silence in the audience. Everyone stared with eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief. They never thought that Yun Yao could beat Su Yu and enter the finals.

Yun Yao stood on the stage, breathing heavily, sweat soaking her forehead and hair. Her eyes became more determined as she looked towards the finals venue, where she would completely walk out of the haze and shine. At this moment, she had become the focus of all the disciples of Lingxiao Sect, and her cold and determined appearance was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, becoming the most beautiful scenery in today's competition.