C14 The Trial Assembly Had Begun

Yang Ying then went to the cultivation technique area to look for movement techniques.

Wind Controlling Spell: Allowing the user to be as light as a swallow. If a person only uses the tip of his foot to gently touch the ground, he can easily dart a few meters away without any effort.

"Host, congratulations on discovering the Wind Controlling Spell. Obtaining the Wind Controlling Spell requires 30 points of Origin Strength. Do you wish to comprehend it?"

"Congratulations to the host for learning the Wind Controlling Spell!"

"Congratulations to the host on discovering the Wind Controlling Spell (entry-level). Leveling it up requires 40 points of Origin Strength. Do you wish to level it up?"

"Congratulations to the host, the realm of the Wind Controlling Spell has been upgraded to Initial success!"

"Congratulations to host for discovering the Wind Controlling Spell (Initial Success). Leveling it up requires 50 points of Origin Strength. Do you wish to upgrade it?"

"Congratulations to host, the Wind Controlling Spell's realm has been upgraded to Great Completion!"

"Congratulations, you have discovered the Wind Controlling Spell (Great Completion). It requires 80 points of Origin Strength to level up. Do you want to level it up?"

"Congratulations to Host, the realm of the Wind Controlling Spell has been leveled up to Perfection!"

Yang Ying then looked at his system interface.

Name: Yang Ying

Identity: Outer Sect Disciple of Green Cloud Sect

Qualification: Red Level

Level: Qi Refining Tenth Layer of Perfection

Cultivation Technique: Profound Essence Spell (Perfection), Basic Sword Arts (Perfection), Soaring Movement Arts (Perfection), Gale Fast Sword (Perfection), Green Cloud Sword Arts (Perfection), Thunder Collapsing Sword Arts (Perfection), Wind Controlling Spell (Perfection)

Origin Strength: 600

Next time, the amount of Origin Strength required to level up the host is 600/2000.

"Let's leave it at that for now. I'll check the flaws later! If I obtain a high-level cultivation technique at the Trial Assembly, I will need to save some Origin Strength for cultivation." Yang Ying thought as he rushed towards the old land by the cliff.

He came to the old place by the cliff and earnestly practiced the three new techniques he had learned. He also practiced the coordination between the movement technique and the sword technique.

After a month and a half of confirmation, he understood that if he used the Origin Strength to level up, he would directly be promoted to the peak of the next level.

And if he used the Origin Strength to level up his cultivation technique, he would also directly reach the peak of the next level of the cultivation technique.

Yang Ying thought that his strength was already at the peak of the tenth level of the Qi Refining. Feeling the power of the three Perfection Stage cultivation techniques, he was filled with confidence for tomorrow's Trial Assembly.

The next morning, Yang Ying continued to practice his sword at the old place by the cliff. When he returned, he found that Wang Mingxuan was already waiting for him at the entrance of his dormitory.

The two of them came to the Martial Arts Practice Field together. There were 20 fighting stages distributed on the Martial Arts Practice Field.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Dean Wang, Deacon Lee, and the others from the Outer Sect arrived at the Martial Arts Practice Field.

Deacon Lee walked up to the stage and announced the rules of this Trial Assembly. All Outer Sect disciples who had registered could participate in this Trial Assembly.

All the disciples had been randomly assigned to the various arenas. They would compete in the arenas for the top two places. The 40 disciples would then compete in pairs to eliminate each other. Finally, the remaining five disciples would participate in the top five competition.

During the top five competition, each person would fight against another four people. Finally, the top three would be decided by the number of wins.

After that, Deacon Lee read out the list of participants in the various arenas according to the order. He also stated that those who were unclear about the rules could go to the bulletin board below the main platform to look at it.

Dean Wang walked up the stage and announced the rewards of this Trial Assembly. The rewards announced were the same as what Wang Mingxuan had told Yang Ying. Finally, Dean Wang announced that the Trial Assembly had officially begun.

Yang Ying was assigned to the 8th arena. A deacon was already standing on the arena as the referee.

In order to host the Outer Sect Trial Assembly, every organization in the inner sect had sent out a portion of deacons and inner sect disciples to be in charge of being the referees of the various arenas.

On this arena was Wei Xiujie, who was ranked 18th on the list given by Wang Mingxuan.

The first match was Wei Xiujie's duel. His figure flashed as he stood on the arena and said, "Who is my opponent in this duel? Hurry up and show yourself!"

A disciple ran over from the side and bowed to Wei Xiujie, "Senior Brother Wei, my name is Jin Hongjun. Please take care of me!"

After Wei Xiujie returned the bow, he slowly pulled out his sword and said, "Junior Brother Jin, I practice fast sword techniques. My sword moves are as fast as the wind. Please be careful!"

After Jin Hongjun pulled out his sword, he was ready.

A gust of wind blew past and Wei Xiujie disappeared. Everyone saw that Jin Hongjun's sword had fallen to the ground.

Wei Xiujie turned around and walked towards the arena.

Yang Ying could not help but reveal an interested expression. He had clearly seen everything that had happened just now.

When Jin Hongjun began to move forward, Wei Xiujie began to make his move. He was like a gust of wind as he floated past.

When Wei Xiujie was almost in front of Jin Hongjun, he raised his sword towards Jin Hongjun's right arm, and Jin Hongjun's sword fell onto the arena.

After a moment of silence, the audience burst into applause.

"Wind Sword technique! This is Senior Brother Wei's famous sword technique!"

"Senior Brother Wei's Wind Sword technique has reached the Great Completion!"

"Senior Brother Wei is too strong, I can't even see his movements clearly!"

"Yeah, he is too fast, I can't even see his movements clearly! "

"The sword technique of the Great Completion is too powerful!"

The audience below the arena was very excited.

When Yang Ying heard the discussions around him, he couldn't help but think of the introduction on the list, "Wei Xiujie, the ninth level of Qi Refining. Unique Skill: Wind Sword Technique, Great Completion."

"Senior Brother Wei has the Wind Sword technique, and I have the Gale Sword Arts. I really want to compete with him! I want to know whether my Gale Sword Arts is faster or Senior Brother Wei's Wind Sword technique is faster."

When Yang Ying thought of this, a warm feeling surged in his heart. He really wanted to go up and compete with Wei Xiujie.

There were no highlights in the following matches.

Very soon, it was Yang Ying's turn to compete. Yang Ying carried the Sword Buzheng and walked onto the arena.

A young man walked up to him. The young man was holding a standard magic sword of Outer Sect disciples.

He bowed to Yang Ying and said, "I'm Chang Yongwen!"

Yang Ying also bowed and said, "I'm Yang Ying!"

After saying that, Chang Yongwen unsheathed his sword, and Yang Ying also slowly unsheathed his Sword Buzheng.

Chang Yongwen suddenly took a step forward, and his long sword slashed towards Yang Ying's face.

Yang Ying used one of the moves of the Gale Sword Arts, ride the wind and break the waves, and his body flashed to the side of Chang Yongwen.

Chang Yongwen's sword move had yet to reach Yang Ying's body, but Yang Ying's long sword had already struck the back of Chang Yongwen's right hand. Chang Yongwen felt pain, and his long sword fell to the ground.

In order to avoid Chang Yongwen's injuries from being too serious, Yang Ying used the side of the sword when he struck. Yang Ying cupped his hands.

Chang Yongwen saw that Yang Ying had defeated his opponent so easily, and he knew that he was not Yang Ying's match. Chang Yongwen picked up his long sword from the ground, lowered his head, and slowly walked down the arena.

Wang Mingxuan was very happy to see that Yang Ying had defeated his opponent with just one move. It was as if he had won the match.