Chapter 427 Samsara of Buddhism

Still feeling very upset, Tracy heard the referee announce, "Next Wing of Skytop Peak will fight the personal disciple, Patrick!"

Making a face at Patrick, Tracy gestured at him. "Patrick, it's your turn!"

After giving her a gentle smile in return, he made his way toward the battle ring.

Among the personal disciples, Patrick seemed like a special one. Instead of the usual aggressive attitude the others showed, he always appeared friendly and seldom had any disputes with anyone.

With this kind of behavior, it was difficult to know his true competence.

Even so, it was common knowledge that he was rather capable since he ranked second in the Cloud Sect List.

The one who ranked first in the list, Evan Li, was still practicing his cultivation in a secluded place so, in this round-robin, his name wasn't included in the draw lot box.

If Evan didn't show up before the competition ended, then Patrick would be the most powerful participant in this session of the All Peaks Competition.

All the top ten disciples in the Cloud Sect List were very powerful.

These talents improved remarkably fast in daily cultivation and none of them was overconfident about winning against each other if they had to battle.

When it was Patrick's turn to compete, the personal disciples perked up and cheered because so far, the personal disciples' performance in the competition was uncharacteristically poor.

In the former All Peaks Competitions, they had always been highly regarded so it would be a shame if none of them could turn the table for this one. Their previous achievements were nothing short of brilliant. In one of the former All Peaks Competitions, the top twenty spots were all filled in by personal disciples.

This time, it seemed unlikely for them to achieve such success because many of the personal disciples had already been defeated by the disciples of the thirty-three peaks in the competition.

Often condescending in attitude, the personal disciples were frustrated with the huge difference from previous competitions. One could imagine how frustrated they must have felt, so they were eager to find a leading personal disciple that could redeem them. Patrick was the most suitable person for the job.

"Patrick, crack down that Wing guy!"

"We believe in you! You'll win back honor for us personal disciples!"

In the previous competitions, not a soul would have expected to hear such words come out of the crowd of personal disciples, as they seemed to be above such things.

Because of how things were turning out, their attitudes seemed to shift. Never would they have expected to see so many powerful disciples among the thirty-three peaks.

Patrick's opponent, Wing, stepped into the battle ring with a machete in his hand. Having won several rounds in a row, he looked rather refreshed. Looking

unting even the defense move when Patrick should only be counting attack moves showed that he believed he could easily beat Wing in only two moves. As the best disciple of Skytop Peak, Wing couldn't bear the humiliation.

"Since you're talking so big, I'm going to force you to defend yourself! You'll shut up after three defenses!

Heavenly Powerful Machete, Shattering Chop!"

With that command, the machete in his hand immediately turned into hundreds of grey cutter shadows, almost enough to wrap around Patrick completely.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A string of bell rings filled the arena once again. Patrick's defense was indeed impenetrable. "You've used your defense twice. Now, you only have one move left, right?" Wing asked deliberately.

With a nod and a serious expression, Patrick simply answered, "Yes, I only have one move left."

The fact had Wing arch an eyebrow and wave his machete back at Patrick once again. "Then show me how you can beat me with one move!"

It was clear that Patrick couldn't defend against Wing's third attack. With only one move left, he could choose to either attack or defend.

Wing's machete was destructive. Although he failed to break Patrick's impenetrable defense twice, if anyone else had dared to resist his machete, they would have been chopped to pieces by now.

"Show me what you'll do!

Heavenly Powerful Machete, Shura Chop!"

For the third time, Wing shouted his move and waved his machete toward Patrick. The Shura Chop was the most powerful cutting method Wing had learned. Its blade intent was undoubtedly remarkable.

Compared to sword intent, blade intent was blunter but more powerful.

Like a powerful king with years of battle experience in the field, Wing waved his machete with a domineering aura.

Just then, Patrick used his last move—it was the only attack move he needed.

"Samsara of Buddhism!"