Chapter 551: Thoroughly Collapsed Elder Wu (Part 1)

This is impossible!

There are five stages to the selection process, and each one is crucial for securing a spot. Even if Young Master Luohua knew he could pass, he wouldn't give up like this!

After all, his goal is to become the champion, not merely to pass the selection!

With a puzzled expression, Young Master Luohua approached Zhang Xuan with a faint smile and looked at him indifferently, saying, "It's your turn..."

Only then did the crowd realize that it was finally Master Zhang's turn.

"To be so highly recommended by Master Su and Master Ling, he must have some skill!""So young, what kind of ability could he possibly have? I'm worried if this guy can even last through a single piece!""If he can't hold on, it will be truly embarrassing!""Indeed!"

Seeing the late Master Zhang about to perform, everyone temporarily set aside their questions about Young Master Luohua and turned their attention back to him.

Everyone was filled with curiosity about him.

Being late for something as important as the Master Teacher Academy selection, they wondered if he was overconfident or genuinely had everything under control.

Ignoring Young Master Luohua, who was eager to see him make a fool of himself, Zhang Xuan stepped forward and picked up a formation plate.

Although he was a quasi-four-star formation master, the only blank formation plate he had ever encountered was the Level-5 item carved into a Spirit Gathering Formation. This was his first time seeing such a low-level one.

Upon holding it, he immediately noticed that its material was much softer than that of a Level-5 plate, and the quality of the material was significantly inferior.

They were not even in the same league.

He turned to where the others were seated, looked around, calculated for a moment, and then scratched his head. "Excuse me, may I fix this formation plate in place?"

"Fix it?" Elder Wu was stunned. "As long as it's convenient for your carving, do as you please!"

The Demonic Tune tested one's state of mind by assaulting the soul. The formation plate was merely a standard for measuring lucidity. Whether it was fixed or held in one's hand made no difference.

"Thank you!" Receiving permission, Zhang Xuan smiled faintly, took a deep breath, and flicked his wrist.

Boom!

The blank formation plate immediately embedded itself into the nearby wall.

"I'm ready, let's begin!" Zhang Xuan clapped his hands.

"What is he doing?""I don't know. Don't you need to hold the formation plate to exert force while carving? Why did he embed it in the wall?""I can't figure it out either..."

When he said he wanted to fix it, everyone thought it was some special method of carving a formation plate. They never expected him to simply throw it onto the wall...

They had seen people carve formation plates, but never like this!

Besides, the wall was at least three or four meters away. Could a carving knife even reach it?

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, completely at a loss.

"What's this guy thinking?"

Young Master Ruohuan and Fu Xiaochen exchanged glances, both completely dumbfounded.

Holding the formation plate in hand allowed for proper force, convenience, and the carving of fine lines. Throwing it directly onto the wall... could it be that he felt inferior to everyone else and was giving up?

"Ready?" Elder Wu's mouth twitched. "You must know that for fairness, you can only stand in your current position and not approach the wall!"

The previous five participants had all taken the test while sitting on floor cushions. If this man approached the wall, it would mean he was at a different distance from the others, raising suspicions of cheating and making it unfair.

"I know!" Zhang Xuan nodded with a smile.

"Then... if the carving knife can't reach, how will you carve?" Elder Wu couldn't help but ask.

Everyone else shared the same doubt.

Standing still in his spot, nearly four meters from the wall... a carving knife was only half a foot long. Even if he stretched his arm as far as possible, it wouldn't reach!

If the carving knife couldn't touch the formation plate, how would he carve?

Hall Master Kang, Elder Su, and Elder Ling exchanged glances, all equally puzzled.

All three knew that Master Zhang was a man of great ability and wouldn't act recklessly. Yet... the current situation left them completely bewildered, unable to understand what was going on.

"Oh, I'm not using a carving knife; I'm using this!"With a flick of his wrist, a long spear appeared in his palm.

Level-5 formation plates required Spirit-rank mid-tier weapons to carve patterns, but this Level-3 plate did not.

Ghost-rank perfected weapons could leave marks, and this spear was precisely of that rank.

With the spear being about three meters long, plus his arm length, a four-meter distance was nothing.

"What did he say... he's going to carve with a spear?""Am I seeing things?""Damn it, is this guy crazy? A carving knife is barely enough, and he wants to use a spear... Can that thing even carve anything?""I don't know either..."

Seeing that the carving tool the young man took out was a spear, everyone nearly spat blood on the spot.

Carving on a formation plate with a spear? What in the world was going on?

They had seen outlandish things, but never anything this outlandish!

Young Master Ruohuan, Fu Xiaochen, and the others' mouths twitched, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

Master Su and Master Ling trembled, their vision darkening.

They knew this guy didn't play by the rules, but this was... ridiculously outside the rules!

Carving with a spear?Was he being serious? Could he be any more exaggerated?

Holding the spear, Zhang Xuan looked heroic and unyielding, like an invincible war god. Ignoring everyone's confusion, he looked up at Elder Wu and said, "Alright, let's begin!"

"Since you insist... then so be it!"Looking bewildered, Elder Wu wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded in agreement.

Since the other party insisted, he had no choice.

Ding-dong!

With a light pluck of a finger on the guqin, the Demonic Tune resonated once more.

Standing before the floor cushion, Zhang Xuan immediately felt a violent aura surge straight towards him, stimulating his soul as if trying to tear his head apart.

"It's truly different from what I heard elsewhere!"

Feeling this strange power continuously stimulate his mind, causing dizziness, and realizing it was completely different from what he had heard outside, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but shake his head.

Outside, he had only heard the music and felt none of this violent aura. But in this position, it was like a small boat caught in the eye of a hurricane; no matter how much it struggled, it faced the risk of sinking at any moment.

No wonder Young Master Ruohuan, Feng Mosheng, and the others struggled so much when they were here. To be able to become a special profession, it was indeed extraordinary!

"Understanding the ways of the world is true knowledge; mastering human relations is profound wisdom!"

Knowing that resisting head-on might drive him mad, he shifted his focus, and his mind, with a Mind Scale of 14.1, immediately began to operate.

Discarding the false and retaining the true, his state of mind became clear!

Reaching this realm allowed him to discern the essence from chaos, making his state of mind clearer and simplifying the analysis of matters.

As his state of mind functioned, the violent aura that had been stimulating his soul immediately weakened, becoming almost imperceptible.

"This Elder Wu's Mind Scale is similar to mine. Although the Demonic Tune is powerful, it won't have much effect on me!"

He looked around and saw that the other party's music hadn't stopped. Zhang Xuan knew it wasn't because the elder was holding back, but because his methods were no longer effective against him.

His Mind Scale was comparable to that of a peak four-star master teacher, not much weaker than Hall Master Kang's. Even if Elder Wu was powerful, he wasn't significantly superior. With similar strength, and Zhang Xuan also being a Soul Oracle with a powerful soul, it was impossible to make him fall unconscious with just a single Demonic Tune.

"Let's begin!"Knowing it wouldn't affect him, he flicked his wrist, and the spear immediately shot forth a dazzling white light, flying straight towards the blank formation plate on the wall.

The moment the spear tip touched the formation plate, a crisp sound rang out, not loud, but like a bell, resonating deep within everyone's hearts.

Affected by this sound, Elder Wu's guqin music involuntarily paused for a moment before flowing smoothly once again.

Just as the guqin music was flowing smoothly, another sharp impact sounded, precisely hitting at a transitional point in the Demonic Tune, disrupting the fluid melody once more.

"Hmm?"Elder Wu's face darkened, and his eyebrows rose.

The first time might have been a coincidence, but the second time, it was impossible for it to be such a coincidence.

Both times the spear tip struck the formation plate, the sound happened to occur precisely when a new note of the Demonic Tune had not yet begun and an old note had just ended. This not only disrupted the normal melody but also caused his zhenqi to become somewhat chaotic under the interference.

A Demonic Tunist transforms the power of zhenqi into musical notes to attack cultivators. The opponent interfering with his sound was equivalent to interrupting the flow of his zhenqi. If this continued, he would not only be unable to complete the piece but might also suffer serious internal injuries due to the erratic circulation of his zhenqi.

With a grim expression, he stood up, placed both hands on the strings, and as his zhenqi fluctuated violently, the guqin music intensified.

As if sensing his pressure, the speed at which the spear tip contacted the formation plate suddenly accelerated.

Cling, cling, cling, cling!

It sounded like a continuous musical piece, though more like noise. Yet, each strike still landed precisely at the most awkward points of the Demonic Tune.

"This is wrong!"He was using his full power, yet the opponent's strikes still accurately hit his most vulnerable points every time. This clearly indicated that the opponent wasn't just randomly striking but was intending to confront him head-on!

"Hmph! I refuse to believe I can't handle a mere Half-Transcension 1-dan pinnacle cultivator!"

Repeatedly disrupted by the opponent, Elder Wu felt a tightness in his chest. He snorted, his zhenqi surging within him, steam seemingly rising from his head as his aura reached its peak in an instant.

Boom!

Under the impact of the violent power, the table beneath the guqin could no longer withstand it and directly exploded.

As if he had anticipated this, Elder Wu hooked his foot, and the guqin flew up. He embraced it with his left arm and plucked the strings with his right hand, the music not pausing for a single moment.

Cling, cling, cling, cling!

While he continued, the sounds of the spear tip striking the formation plate from the opposite side also did not stop. In fact, they grew louder and louder, like a surging river, giving off an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

If his guqin music had been like an unavoidable tidal wave before, now the opponent's sounds were like a hurricane. No matter how large the waves, upon encountering it, they had to yield their edge and immediately retreat!

"Darn it!"Elder Wu's face turned pale, his eyebrows like drawn swords. He hugged the guqin and rapidly stroked the strings with his right hand like lightning, maintaining the continuous flow of the Demonic Tune. His zhenqi circulated so rapidly that it produced a sound like thunder.

Meanwhile, he himself moved around continuously, employing a special footwork.

Jade Guqin Eight Trigrams Steps!A special formation, combined with his guqin music, allowed the Demonic Tune to instantly double its attack power.