<2nd tform>


    Thedy in red with a zing whip in her hands gritted her teeth as she uttered. "Tell your pet dog to fight me seriously."


    The prince looked at Xyr who calmly stood there in a defensive position. "He''s not a pet but a genius sorcerer, even if we consider him as a pet then that only makes you worse – someone who couldn''t even defeat a pet dog."


    The words of the werewolf prince acted like poisonous arrows that pierced Ravina''s chest. "HOW DARE YOU!" She bellowed.


    ~CRACKLE~


    A ck bolt of lightning shed and let out a thundering noise, Ravina Ingale flinched, the anger in her eyes haltingly faded and fear coagted her face. "Lower your damn voice,dy Ingale. Don''t forget the fact that it isn''t your power that strengthens you to act high and mighty but it''s me who is allowing you to do so. Otherwise, you are a lot weaker than Drake Tubble."


    Thest sentence of the prince forced Ravina to look at the other side of the golden tform, a man who once wore a clean white dress was now soaked in his own blood, the clean white dress was soaked in dress and he was desperately trying to break abnormal spiritual chains which pinned him in mid-air.


    She gulped all her naive thoughts and calmed down, only a numskull would inflict his anger on someone stronger than him and fortunately Ravina wasn''t a numskull.


    "As for Xyr." The prince gave a tentative look to her opponent and said. "Alright, I''ll make your wishe true. One attack, both of you will attack each other with your most powerful spiritual technique. Whoever manages toe out unscathed will be the winner.


    Are you okay with this?" He asked Ravina and before she could answer he turned his eyes to the 7th tform where the chubby prettydy in a blue dress stood with a gleeful face. "Because I can''t allow my subordinate to kill you, how will I face Mahi then, you know she treasures you." The prince smiled, Mahi Ingale''s face turned red and she hurriedly covered it with her hands.


    On the spiritual tree in mid-air, the old man on the 3rd branch cackled. "How amusing! Such a daringd, flirting and threatening my descendants at the same time and in front of me at that! Highly impressive." Master Uxamamented on his thoughts.


    Ravina Ingale shot her nce at Ezra Zephyr. "I ept the terms."


    "Very well, you shall attack first, and you" He turned his eyes towards Xyr and continued. "Do whatever you can to save yourself."


    "As you wish, master." The djinn of the cult replied.


    Seeing that from afar, the majority of disciples who stepped out could only drop their jaws. How a young junior who has yet to be an official disciple of the sect is ordering around other participants. And the fun part was that he did that in front of the Peak Master, what are peak masters? The existences who stand at the very top of the sect consisting of a hundred thousand disciples.


    "Who would have thought that a mered would act in that way before us." said Bisma


    Master Franco gave a fake smile and replied "What''s more irritating is that we can''t do shit to him."


    The disciples who were watching from afar bit their nails and pulled their hair, they did everything they could to figure out what was happening, but to their misfortune, they found nothing.


    At the 2nd tform, two martial masters were gazing at each other with killing intent. Ravina Ingale exhaled steam from her mouth, she looked different, the temperature rose around her. The spiritual energy she released from her body was denser and hotter, her hands moved, her palms raised and looked towards the sky.


    She closed her and her red dress started to flutter, her figure looked like a praying statue.


    "Gamma Layer Skill, Flight of Phoenix" She muttered.


    ~WHOOSHH~


    The hot spiritual energy that she was constantly releasing suddenly changed into a giant inferno, the mes started to rise and gather at a certain spot in the sky, right above where he was. Gradually the gathered mes began to form a shape, a strange shaped fowl, fierce and ring.


    "Impossible, how did she learn that?" Someone from far away cried.


    Curious and confused, other disciples jolted their heads towards him. "You recognise this spiritual technique?"


    "What kind of spiritual technique is this?"


    "Hey! Enough with this damn suspense, give us an answer." the other disciples yelled one after another.


    The guy who identified this technique spat in one breath. "Peal tier Gamma Layer Skill, Flight of Phoenix, one of the very few spiritual techniques that are highly destructive and can solely be practised by a fire attributed Martial Cultivator."


    The disciples fell silent, and before they could speak again, the man continued. "But this spiritual technique carries a w."


    "A w! Such a skill has a w?"


    "Hey bud, can you tell us the w this skill has?"


    The man stared at the unfinished burning phoenix in the sky and replied. "It needs a lot of time toplete, the more time it takes, the more spiritual energy it will absorb, the level of destruction can be guessed from the amount of spiritual energy stored within the phoenix.


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    The mass of disciples gasped as they heard it, and now their eyes turned towards the other figure that stood on the 2nd tform. The man who was going to face such a disastrous attack.


    "Why isn''t he attacking her now?"


    "Maybe he doesn''t know about the w."


    "I don''t believe that, that strawhat guy is very peculiar and powerful, there is more to his reason for not attacking."


    At that point, another female disciple spoke. "Is he allowing her on purpose so that he can please Ezra Zephyr by winning with flying colours?"


    The eyes of listeners widened. "That''s an eptable theory." For some unknown reason, the majority conclude their perplexed discussion by agreeing with that girl.


    ~BBIIZZZZZZ~


    The burning mes converged and formed aplete image of a phoenix, a giant bird appeared in the sky, the entirety of his body was made from nothing but fire.


    When the eyes of the popce were stuck on the phoenix, the ground started to freeze.


    Now it was the time for Xyr to shine, his right side froze with frost as chilling spiritual energy released from his right. Unlike Raina Ingale who could use Qi, Xyr was a martial sorcerer and used Mana.


    The ground waspletely frozen, however, the ice could not freeze thend around Ravina


    Ingale, leaving a gap of 1 metre between Ravina and ice.


    Xyr calmly stood as a wall of ice started to build around him.1 metre, 3 metres, 7 metres… the wall stopped growing when it reached the height of 13 metres.


    "What in the hell is that now?"


    "I know as much as the next guy."


    "These people are goddamn crazy, pulling out spells and skills that we don''t even know about."


    A disciple looked at the guy who identified Ravina Ingale''s spiritual technique and asked. "Hey man, what do you think, do you recognize this one as well?"


    To which that young man simply said. "Beats me."


    ~Spiritual Tree~


    "And here I thought that my descendant might actually win." Master Uxama sighed.


    The Peak Master of Divine Demon giggled and replied. "There is a chance, it''s fifty-fifty."


    "I wouldn''t buy that, I have seen this spell. Someone who died long ago used to cast that spell, its defence is impregnable." Master Uxama said, his tone was serious and sincere.


    "Oho! To make Old Man Uxama praise him, that guy must be very exceptional." Master Bisma spouted.


    Master Argus nodded his head. "He indeed was very exceptional, I wonder where he would have been now if he was alive."


    "Wow wow, another old guy is praising him! Who exactly was he?" it picked the curiosity of Bisma, at this point the other younger peak masters looked at them with a side-eye.


    The quiet master of Arcane Wizardry Peak finally spoke "He was younger than us yet none of us could defeat him, he had the moniker of Winter Beast. He overpowered the current three peak masters in that time, now imagine how strong he would be today if he was alive."


    The eyes of the other masters widened, Master Antero, Master Uxama and Master Argus were the strongest amongst the peak masters and that dead guy had beaten them despite being younger than them.


    "So… that spiritual technique was used by him?" Bisma asked.


    Master Antero nodded his head, his face was decorated with a jolly smile when he slowly uttered the name of spiritual technique. "6th Circle Spell, Winter Fort"


    <2nd tform>


    The spiritual energy kept vacuuming from both martial masters. Ravina''s spiritual energy went into the phoenix that pped its fire wings in the sky, while Xyr''s spiritual energy was entering the walls of the fort.