I Have A Special Cultivation Talent

The weakness of the Hanging Moon Protection Spell is lightning.
Unfortunately, Junior Brother Jingzhai just accidentally broke this spell.”

“I see,” Sage Hao came to a realization.

“Even if it’s a coincidence, don’t forget that Junior Brother Jingzhai still has a magic treasure that he hasn’t used,” Peak Master Yang said with a smile.
“For a restriction spell to have such power, it’s enough to make up for the shortcomings of our peak.”

“That’s right!” Sage Hao smiled and said, “Peak Master, you must make plans early.
It’s best to list the restriction spells as part of the mountain range disciple assessment.
Every disciple who wants to leave the mountain must know this move.”

“That’s a good idea.” Mrs.
Yang changed the topic.
“But we can’t lose our foundation.
Daoxuan Peak mainly focuses on formations.
If we’re distracted on other things, I’m afraid it will affect the disciples’ cultivation.”

“What is your opinion, Madam?” Peak Master Yang asked.

“Only actual combat can train talents,” Mrs.
Yang said.
“It’s time to put the secret zone of the peak into use.
Coincidentally, there are many demonic beasts that can be stored in the secret zone this time.”

“Good!” Sage Hao agreed.

“This is not a small matter,” Peak Master Yang said indifferently.
“Let’s discuss it together when the other lords come out of seclusion! I’m afraid Junior Brother Jingzhai will already be famous in Pulao Kingdom by then.”

Mrs.
Yang frowned slightly, and her expression turned cold.
Sage Hao did not dare to move.
Instead, he looked at the battle forum.

As time passed, the fighting on the battle forum continued.
With no one taking the initiative to challenge others, the battle forum randomly arranged opponents.

Chen Jingzhai was not chosen, so he quietly watched the disciples fight.

The disciples of Yunchao Peak seemed to have some resentment and experience.
However, they did not hold back when fighting with the other peak disciples.
They also learned the combat style of preemptively stacking armor in a counterattack.

For the disciples of Yunchao Peak who lacked combat experience and whose combat awareness was not outstanding, it was surprisingly appropriate.
They even fought well with the disciples from other peaks.
From the looks of it, they were actually not bad.
However, no matter what, Yunchao Peak had lost face in the battle forum this time.

On the other hand, Lin Zhiyao did not seem to be affected.

Next, there was also a random opponent drawn for her.
She dealt with her opponents quickly.
However, her face remained stiff, and there was no smile.

Zhao Qinghe, Xue Fan, Song Jiao, and the others had been transmitting their thoughts to Chen Jingzhai.
They were all very curious about what had happened to make Chen Jingzhai target Yunchao Peak so much.

However, Chen Jingzhai did not explain much.
He only said that they did not know their place.

Good lord, that explanation was enough.

In the secret zone, Chen Jingzhai used this reason to beat up Feng Liuyun.

After they looked at each other, their eyes revealed pity for Lin Zhiyao.
Of all the people she could have provoked, she stepped on Little Master-Uncle’s toes.

Little Master-Uncle looked kind and easy-going, but he was petty and vengeful.
Be it female or male cultivators; they would definitely be taught a lesson if they provoked Little Master-Uncle.
That was already their understanding.
So, of course, in addition to pity, they gloated.

The female disciples of Yunchao Peak were not liked.
Another reason was that they were pure cultivators.
They did not care for external beauty at all.

Apart from the initial pain, cultivation was actually very comfortable.
This comfort was even more pleasurable than the Dragon-Tiger Coitus.

After all, the Dragon-Tiger Coitus merely provided the pleasure of touch, but cultivation could extend deeper into their bodies.
This was also an important reason for so few cultivation partners in the immortal sects.
With this mentality of equality, female cultivators were nothing special in their eyes.

Naturally, they would not fawn over them.

The female cultivators would not be as popular as the casual disciples.
More importantly, they were domineering and relied on the backing of the peak elders…

As Zhao Qinghe thought of the past and looked at Lin Zhiyao, even he could not resist the urge to laugh.

On the 15th day of the battle forum, fewer than 1,000 people were left on the platform.
To be precise, there were 879 people.

As the others did not win enough rounds, they were directly teleported out by the battle forum.
Without a doubt, those who were teleported out were all Beginning Foundation Plane cultivators.
Even so, most of the remaining disciples were Beginning Foundation Plane cultivators.
There were 17 Yunchao Peak disciples, including Lin Zhiyao.
In addition, there were nine other disciples of Daoxuan Peak, including Chen Jingzhai.

In terms of numbers, Daoxuan Peak was inferior.
However, in terms of quality, Yunchao Peak was inferior to Daoxuan Peak.
The remaining nine people from Daoxuan Peak were above the Intermediate Foundation Plane except for Chen Jingzhai.

Li Yifei had previously broken through to the Advanced Foundation Plane.
There was an Advanced Foundation Plane disciple on Yunchao Peak, but he was ranked last in the previous round.
In that case, Daoxuan Peak was not bad.

After defeating Lin Zhiyao, no disciple challenged Chen Jingzhai again.
Instead, Chen Jingzhai was randomly assigned an opponent, and his winning streak broke through 100 early on.

On the 18th day of the battle forum, there were exactly 300 disciples left.

In the past three days, Chen Jingzhai had fought continuously and won more than 200 rounds.
With his contribution, all the defeated Beginning Foundation Plane disciples were eliminated.
Chen Jingzhai did not say anything unnecessary during this period to preserve his image as a cool Master-Uncle.

On this day, Chen Jingzhai’s jade token glowed again.
He grabbed the jade token and instantly appeared on the Eight Trigrams Platform.

A figure appeared opposite him.
His opponent was seven feet tall, with thick, muscular arms and legs, and he looked ordinary.
However, the muscles on his square face were prominent.

“Fang Qingshan of the Divine Tower lineage greets Little Master-Uncle!”

“Little Master-Uncle, please guide me!”