Chapter 305: Training in the Domain

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The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's martial arts competition is in full swing.

On the first fighting stage, two disciples are engaged in an intense battle.

Zeng Yi is standing on the edge of the fighting stage, his gaze fixed on the Spirit Master fighting on the stage. The reason for this is that Zeng Yi agreed to Ning Fengzhi's request to be the supervisory referee for the fighting competition. Right now, Zeng Yi is carrying out his duty.

Zeng Yi's main responsibility is to announce the start of the battle when both participants are ready, determine the winner, and declare the victory. It's a simple job.

Of course, he also has the responsibility to protect the participants. After all, in a battle, accidents can happen if someone becomes too emotional and attacks recklessly, risking their lives. This is where the role of the referee comes into play, to intervene at crucial moments.

Generally, to be appointed as the supervisory referee, one must have a strength higher than that of a Soul King, otherwise, there might not be enough time to prevent accidents from happening. Ning Fengzhi considered Zeng Yi's strength sufficient for this role, so he assigned him to this task.

There is also the responsibility of monitoring the contestants, ensuring they don't violate any rules, such as using banned substances. They also cannot use weapons other than their own Martial Spirits to ensure fairness. If any of these actions occur and are discovered, they will be immediately disqualified and punished.

Zeng Yi finds these rules somewhat amusing. When engaged in a life-or-death battle, who would follow such boring rules? Regardless of the means used, whether they're despicable or cruel, they should be used to quickly eliminate the enemy. That's the true path!

If students of the sect develop a habit of following these rules, what will happen in the future? When they encounter a life-or-death crisis outside the sect and engage in a battle with enemies, will they still maintain a righteous appearance? Even with a few more lives, it won't be enough.

But upon further contemplation, Zeng Yi realizes that these fighting competitions are only for the leaders to enjoy, emphasizing the aspect of entertainment while ensuring fairness. That's all there is to it.

Yan Hao, a 33rd-level Spirit Elder, is the opponent of a 32nd-level female disciple in today's fight. She is attempting to challenge his position on the Spirit Rankings.

Of course, there is only one level difference between the 33rd and 32nd levels, but the two of them are different types of Spirit Masters. Yan Hao is a power attack-focused Spirit Elder, while the female disciple is an agility attack-focused Spirit Elder. In terms of individual combat strength, the power-focused Spirit Elder undoubtedly has the advantage over the agility-focused Spirit Elder, magnifying the difference in Spirit power between their levels.

Yan Hao is extremely serious, his eyes filled with determination as he launches a full-scale attack, not holding back even though his opponent is an innocent-looking girl. Zeng Yi, his senior brother, is watching from the side. I absolutely cannot lose! I must cleanly and decisively win this martial arts competition!

Since defeating Hong Jie and becoming the top disciple of the sect, Zeng Yi has gained a large number of fans. Not only female fans who appreciate his handsome looks but also many male fans who admire his formidable strength.

Yan Hao strongly adheres to a male chauvinistic ideology. The fact that the sect has always been led by female disciples, and even the strongest disciple is female, deeply frustrates him. It's well known in the entire world of Spirit Masters that men have always dominated and held the leading position. Powerful Spirit Masters in the world of Spirit Masters are mostly men. However, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, male disciples cannot surpass female disciples.

Although Yan Hao has a desire to change this situation, he is limited by his own strength and unable to make a difference.

Until one day, a man stepped forward and bloodily defeated the sect's strongest female disciple, Hong Jie, becoming the strongest disciple and restoring the dignity of male Spirit Masters.

Since then, Yan Hao has become a loyal fan of Zeng Yi.

Today, with his idol personally overseeing the battle, Yan Hao is filled with excitement and high spirits, seemingly unleashing 120% of his combat power, performing beyond his usual capabilities.

"Senior Brother Zeng Yi, how am I doing?" After winning the fighting competition, Yan Hao eagerly looks towards his idol, hoping for some words of praise.

However, the scene before him leaves him dumbfounded.

"Are you alright?"

"Ah, Senior Brother, I..." The female disciple, after recognizing the person holding her, couldn't help but exclaim.

Oh my god! I'm actually being held by Senior Brother Zeng Yi! And in a princess carry!

Looking at the handsome face before her, with a faint smile on his lips and a sense of gracefulness, those jet-black eyes seem capable of sucking her spirit in.

Feeling the faint breath against her cheek, the girl can't help but feel intoxicated.

"Senior... Senior Brother, I'm fine." Her voice is weak and barely audible, her pale cheeks blushing with embarrassment as she lowers her head, unable to meet those captivating eyes.

Being held in a princess carry by her idol, the girl feels her pains dissipating. She feels light-headed and unsure how to react.

Could it be...?

The girl can't help but think of the fantasies her friend recommended her in novels.

And what's happening to her now, isn't it similar to the situations in those books? The ordinary and unremarkable her and the most handsome, talented, and powerful Senior Brother in the sect intersect at this moment. At this moment, the gears of destiny begin to turn.

Oh my god! What should I do? Should I pretend to be a bit more reserved?

The girl starts to imagine various scenarios, even planning how many children they might have.

"Oh, then I can rest assured." Zeng Yi hears her words, nods, and withdraws his hands.

Thunk!

Before the girl can react, her body swiftly descends, and a sharp pain shoots through her delicate buttocks.

"Ouch! It hurts." The girl can't help but scream in pain. Looking up, she sees Zeng Yi on top of the fighting stage.

"The winner of this round is Yan Hao!" on the stage, Zeng Yi announces the result of the fight.

The girl, on the ground, stands up in a sorry state, rubbing her sore bottom. Her gaze towards the person on the stage is filled with endless resentment.

Such a senior brother must not have a girlfriend!

As the martial arts competition of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect concludes, Zeng Yi, who served as the referee, also thoroughly enjoys the event. Although he was challenged by Hong Jie and Nan Gonglin during the competition, Zeng Yi easily defended his unshakable position.

Finally, on the fifth day, the sect competition comes to a perfect end.

With the end of the sect competition, Zeng Yi continues to stay on the Divine Sword Peak, focusing on his cultivation.

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Two months later.

Divine Sword Peak.

Chen Xin looks at Zeng Yi with a complicated expression. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Master, go ahead and use your strength. I can handle it." Zeng Yi's eyes shine with determination.

"Really?"

"Yes, go ahead."

"In that case, I'll begin. It might be a little painful."

"Alright, here I come. Endure it a bit."

"Ah—"

A painful cry reverberates through the mountains, startling the birds into flight.

A terrifying pressure pours onto Zeng Yi, and in an instant, he is suppressed by this horrifying force, falling to the ground, his entire body creaking as if his bones are frying beans. The immense pain distorts Zeng Yi's expression.

On the other side, Chen Xin stands with his hands behind his back, his body surrounded by nine spirit rings.

Witnessing Zeng Yi's current state, Chen Xin quickly dissolves his Seven Kill Domain, expressing concern "Are you alright? Maybe we shouldn't continue with this training for now?"

Zeng Yi, in a sorry state, struggles to stand up from the ground. The oppressive pressure of the Seven Kill Domain has caused his clothes to be drenched in sweat.

The power of the domain is truly terrifying!

Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh. He underestimated the power of the Seven Kill Domain. Even though Chen Xin minimized the domain's power, just the way it was, Zeng Yi, giving his all, could only endure for six to seven minutes. He feels like his entire body is about to collapse.

This kind of cultivation allows him to practice only a few minutes each day, spending the rest of the time lying down.

Nevertheless, the results of this training are quite impressive, and it's become somewhat addictive.

Unfortunately, the time is too short.

At this moment, Zeng Yi is already missing Oscar's sausages.