The reason the academy elder called it conflicting dao principles was because the two spell daos alternated in suppressing each other. Constantly neutralizing one another, neither side willing to yield.
And he did not know at all, that Ye Ling Long's failure in casting the talisman, in itself was already a kind of opposing dao principle.
Thanks to the wax layer beneath their feet, those disciples though restrained still had a layer of protection.
The upper body originally not covered by wax, should have been scraped clean of flesh by the violent wind, instead was protected by fragrance condensing into a thin layer of smoke.
Each time the tornado swept past, the wax would self consume, replacing that layer of smoke, continuously resisting each wave of wind blades.
Talisman is not merely pouring spiritual power into it to use, the key lies in the will of the cultivator. This is what truly determines the real strength of an individual.
A cultivator at Spirit Dao realm can even directly draw spirituality from within the dantian, merge it into the talisman. Endless cycles of growth and breath, continuously reinforcing, increasing the talisman's power.
The same talisman, some use it and it becomes a killing move, others cannot even cause the slightest damage.
The same type of magic treasure, yet the changes differ like heaven and earth. Different wills, different ways of application, that is the subtlety of the cultivation path.
Meanwhile, Luo Tian Qiu stepped on one disciple with a foot, casually threw another punch at the one beside making him cough violently then collapse.
He slightly frowned, looking at the surging green tornado before him, vaguely seeing pink smoke rising, like an immortal realm descending.
"Seems I really gave him a high grade talisman." Tian Qiu muttered a sentence, then indifferent as if nothing. "Anyway only one high grade talisman, refine another is fine."
Immediately after, the wind exploded, sweeping across the entire field, sending everyone flying straight toward the academy yard.
Boom!
Dozens of figures fell heavily to the ground at the same time.
"Ouch, it hurts to death!"
"You are pressing on me!"
"What is this soft thing? A bun?"
"Hey you, what are you touching!"
Luo Tian Qiu turned around, only then discovering he himself was surrounded by a crowd.
"Quite interesting…" He sneered. "Luo Wu Chang, you have never disappointed me."
After a while, the whole group scrambled up. When clearly seeing the person standing before them was Luo Tian Qiu, all immediately entered a guarded state.
Luo Wu Chang slowly stepped out, eyes looking straight at Tian Qiu.
The two faced each other. Wu Chang frowned, voice harsh: "You… you deceived me?"
Tian Qiu paused slightly, that expression only flashed in an instant, yet still caught by everyone, making all curious waiting for what would follow.
Only, none knew he was merely pretending. Both teasing, and deliberately provoking the other.
Did he guess it already?
Tian Qiu is someone who hides deeply. If not certain of something, he absolutely would not display such a foolish appearance.
Using talismans to stir trouble everywhere, arrogance, domineering, overbearing. Hmph, if without purpose, he would never do such things inviting trouble upon himself.
Wu Chang suddenly pointed toward Ye Ling Long, shouting loudly: "You secretly kept a woman behind my back right!?" The more he spoke the angrier. "Pink Peach Wax talisman is originally your exclusive method, outside there is no selling! If no illicit affair, why would she have it!?"
Tian Qiu was stunned. Inwardly thought: "He is still this naive? Is this jealousy, or only because I did not tell him?"
"Or perhaps she threatened my position in his heart?" Thinking so, he withdrew his emotion, calmly replied: "I do not. Do you not think what I throw away is only trash?"
Ye Ling Ni unconsciously tightened her grip on the spirit tool, expression slightly changed.
"Who would believe that?" Wu Chang sneered.
The entire field silent, atmosphere no different from a wife catching a mistress.
"We do not believe."
Ye Fan turned to look at his younger sister, eyes full of suspicion: "You… you have or not?"
"I do not!" Ye Ling Long both furious and aggrieved, making Ye Fan even more guilty.
At that moment, Wu Chang shouted loudly:
"Luo Tian Qiu! Today I represent all Luo clan disciples, challenge you!"
The whole crowd exclaimed, then immediately fell into uproar.
"Luo Wu Chang finally woke up, he has decided to stand with us!"
"I knew he was someone who distinguishes black and white."
"So that is it… this is Wu Chang's plan. He pretended to curry favor with Tian Qiu, receiving benefits from him, waiting until the time matured then return to oppose with us. Turns out he has waited for this moment for long!"
"Luo Wu Chang truly is a silent hero. Well done, all this time I misunderstood him!"
Tian Qiu only curled his lips in cold smile, stepped forward a few paces, raised hand in invitation gesture: "Without Luo Yun Ge, you are nothing."
"All come together, useless trash."
Yet the Luo clan disciples were not shaken by that provocation. Their gazes, without agreement, all looked toward Luo Wu Chang.
Elsewhere, Luo Fei Yang with several others thrown far away, still frantically searching for his trace.
"Damn it, where did this guy hide!?"
"Truly dirty play… he actually has a high grade talisman!"
Boom!
One who rushed forward was immediately met with Tian Qiu's spinning back kick, striking directly into the chest, body flying several zhang away.
Before the opponent could regain senses, four others simultaneously attacked from four directions. Tian Qiu slightly bent his legs, figure already shot into the air.
Immediately after, the one below blocking the path launched a move, the others simultaneously cast attacking spells.
Tian Qiu calmly poured spiritual power into the pink talisman edged white. In an instant, strips of white pink wax appeared from void, dissolving all spells encircling midair.
Upon landing, he spun once, following through sweeping kick knocking away the blocker.
The sequence of movements seemed simple, yet carried enormous pressure, making surrounding people shiver without cold.
"No… impossible to defeat Luo Tian Qiu."
"He is too strong, we are simply not opponents!"
"We even dragged Luo Wu Chang down…"
The whole group spirit depressed, faces dejected.
In their subconscious, it seemed there was an invisible force guiding.
Taking Wu Chang as center, discarding reasonable things, stuffing in unreasonable things, only to let him become the most shining one.
Clearly all had seen Yun Ge defeated under Tian Qiu. Yet still chose to join hands with Wu Chang to oppose, even not hesitating to rush to the front line.
One Yun Ge could not accomplish anything, adding one Luo Wu Chang what use? Just think carefully and this situation is extremely unreasonable.
Yet no one could point out where it was wrong, exactly like a group of blind fans crazed over idols.
"Do not give up!"
The shout suddenly rang out.
Yet instead of looking toward the one who spoke, all unconsciously searched for Luo Wu Chang's figure.
He was standing before the place where Luo Yun Ge was sealed, voice hoarse full of pleading, like a traveler lost in a burning desert, only wishing for a drop of water.
"Hey… wake up!"
All were shocked seeing Luo Wu Chang using his own bare hands, fingernails scraping until torn. Layer by layer digging away the hard wax.
"Luo Wu Chang has not given up… we also cannot easily fall like this!"
"Although Luo Yun Ge is not proficient in combat, he is the best support. If have him, we can defeat the greatest shadow… Luo Tian Qiu!"
The words like pouring oil on fire, the whole group's spirit instantly ignited.
All simultaneously rushed forward, desperately restraining Luo Tian Qiu.
Seizing each breath, each moment, for Wu Chang to rescue Yun Ge.
Meanwhile, before Yun Ge's eyes only dense darkness, thick like heavy mist.
Not a ray of light, no direction.
He unconsciously walked within his own consciousness, without purpose, without emotion.
Only silently stepping along the vague path seemingly predetermined long ago.
"Luo Yun Ge! Wake up!"
The urgent call echoed, prolonged within indefinite space.
Outside, each person had drawn magic artifacts. Some swung spears, some spun dharma wheels, violent aura surged, pressing heavily upon space.
Tian Qiu only slightly curled his lips, revealing a faint smile.
At that moment, Wu Chang quickly glanced at the situation, then suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop! Withdraw magic artifacts!"
But it was too late.
Luo Tian Qiu flashed before one person. His toe lightly swung, precisely kicking the opponent's wrist. Fire Fish Wheel immediately left the hand, flung outward.
Fire Fish Wheel though powerful, also has its own operating rule. Fire fish released following trajectory of carp leaping dragon gate, sometimes fiercely ascending, sometimes slowly conserving force.
In the end continuously advancing forward, locking target in a vague state.
It seems to know where it must go, yet does not clearly know what it is pursuing. Only need to evade at the right moment, that magic artifact immediately becomes ineffective.
Tian Qiu arched backward flipping in air. Midair, he casually grabbed the magic artifact just knocked away.
Almost at the same instant, his body spun. Red fire erupted, drawing a gigantic arc, swallowing the surrounding area.
A few fortunate escaped, but the rest licked by fire, burned all over. Miserable screams tore through space.
"My little magic artifact, how could you bear to separate me from it."
"Ah! My clothes!"
"My hair!"
"Hot… too hot!"
"Little fish fish, calm down a bit. If anything we can slowly talk."