Fantasy Script: I Am Invincible As A Small Handyman At The Beginning!

The matter of the grand competition within the sect was like a huge stone falling into a calm lake, crashing heavily into the peaceful Spirit Sword Gate.

It instantly ignited the situation.

Almost all disciples began seclusion cultivation, although a mere month was not enough for most of them to advance their realm.

But as the saying goes, sharpening the sword before battle brings victory.

This scene inexplicably reminded Xiao Ming of his past student days, when he would study hard to prepare for exams.

Xiao Ming was in a very good state.

After a bit of cultivation, the true essence in his body became even more abundant, and there were signs of breaking through to the mid-stage of the Core Lake realm.

During this period of continuous cultivation, Spirit Sword Gate remained calm and unaffected.

The Murong family from the City Lord's Mansion did not come knocking on their door.

This was good news.

Time passed bit by bit.

In the room, Xiao Ming spent all his time diligently cultivating, except for eating and sleeping. The rewards he obtained were very satisfying.

With only three days left before the one-month deadline.

"Buzz~"

The room trembled with vitality, and a powerful aura surged out of Xiao Ming's body like a storm.

The aura swept through, forming a roaring gust of wind directly above the courtyard.

Amidst the howling wind, Xiao Ming opened his eyes. Immediately, two colorful sword auras shot out from his pupils, making a hissing sound in the void.

"Mid-stage of the Core Lake realm...."

Feeling the vigorous power within him, Xiao Ming murmured to himself, a smile appearing on his face.

After nearly a month of cultivation, he finally made further progress and reached the mid-stage of the Core Lake realm.

This cultivation speed couldn't be considered particularly astonishing, but it was definitely not slow either.

After all, once reaching the Core Lake realm, each small realm advancement required a large amount of cultivation resources and even fortuitous encounters.

"With my yellow Luck, I probably won't be able to advance again within a month," Xiao Ming thought to himself. "I can clearly sense that the Luck power emitted by Hu Yunxi has greatly helped me, allowing me to break through to the mid-stage of the Core Lake realm."

"It seems that accepting Hu Yunxi as a maid back then was a good move...."

He sighed.

Xiao Ming opened his life script attribute panel, and instantly, his information appeared before his eyes:

Host: Xiao Ming

Realm: Mid-stage of the Core Lake realm

Fate: Extraordinary Luck (Yellow), Luck by His Side (Temporary)

Physique: Five Elements Sacred Body (Peak Sacred Body)

Main Cultivation Technique: Imperial Shocking Heaven Sword Art, Fifth Layer (Heavenly Rank)

Body Technique: Wind Spirit Steps (Earth Rank)

Weapon: Wrathful Thunder Sword (Earth Rank)

Martial Skills: Hundred Shadow Crazed Slash, Shattered Moon Slash, Sword Control Art, Shattered Yuan Sword Qi, Slashing Heaven and Earth (Minor Completion)

Special Martial Skill: Core Lake realm Great River Sword Intent (Perfection)

Storage Artifact: Ink Void Ring

Life Script: The host killed Zheng Jian, devoured his yellow Luck, and was influenced by Hu Yunxi's heaven-defying Luck, resulting in a certain degree of change in his own destiny.

Recent Opportunities: The host is influenced by Hu Yunxi's heaven-defying Luck, increasing his Luck and easily obtaining some extraordinary opportunities.

After looking at his attribute panel, Xiao Ming casually closed it.

Then, his consciousness slowly sank as he began to examine the state of his dantian.

He saw that the Core Lake within his body had become even deeper than before, with the true essence liquid inside at least several times more abundant and incredibly viscous.

It was like being in a solid state.

In addition, the colorful spiritual light emitted by the Core Lake was even more dazzling.

Moreover, the true essence liquid seemed to have integrated with the colorful spiritual light, becoming one entity. They were indistinguishable from each other, completely integrated.

"Forget about everything else, just the concentration of the colorful liquid in my Core Lake, as well as the abundant energy it contains, I'm afraid it has already reached the late stage or even the completion stage of the Core Lake realm!"

"This means that although my realm is only in the mid-stage of the Core Lake realm, my actual strength can already rival that of a completion stage expert."

Xiao Ming was quite delighted.

The True Essence Water in Core Lake is the foundation for cultivators at this level.

The more abundant and concentrated the True Essence Water, the greater the power of the martial arts techniques that cultivators can display.

Xiao Ming could feel this intuitively.

At his current mid-stage realm, he could at least perform the "Five Strikes Shattering Heaven and Earth" technique.

Moreover, the power of the "Five Strikes Shattering Heaven and Earth" and other sword techniques would also become much stronger as his realm improved.

After a moment of joy, Xiao Ming did not get up but chose to continue cultivating.

This time, he was practicing the "Shattered Yuan Sword Qi".

With his breakthrough to the mid-stage of Core Lake realm, he could compress the "Shattered Yuan Sword Qi" into ten pieces.

The power of the "Shattered Yuan Sword Qi" was also extremely astonishing, and it was also one of Xiao Ming's hidden trump cards, a consumable and unpredictable sword technique.

As the cultivation continued, the fluctuating spiritual energy in the room gradually calmed down.

The True Essence Water in his body was gradually compressed, forming the "Shattered Yuan Sword Qi", which Xiao Ming stored one by one in his body.

Three days later, Xiao Ming walked out of the courtyard, performed the Wind Spirit Step, and rushed towards the square.

By now, he had already completed the cultivation of the ten pieces of "Shattered Yuan Sword Qi", and they were all stored in his body.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air resounded.

Xiao Ming was like an invisible gust of wind, moving at an extremely fast speed on the ground, like a ghost.

Soon, Xiao Ming arrived at the sect's square.

Looking around, he saw that the square was already filled with disciples of varying strengths, and in the center of the square stood a square-shaped arena.

The arena was about ten meters long and wide, and about three stories high, like a magnificent palace, very eye-catching.

In the distance of the arena, there was also a row of empty seats, obviously reserved for the Sect Master Li Changfeng and the elders.

And there were more disciples coming from all directions around the square.

These disciples had different appearances and varying strengths, and most of them were probably just here to watch the excitement.

After all, the sect only wanted the top three, and normal people had self-awareness, especially those who were very weak.

They wouldn't dare to easily step onto the stage.

If they insisted on going on stage, the only result would be defeat, and if they were more arrogant, they would lose face in front of everyone.

After a while, Li Changfeng arrived with a group of elders.

Li Changfeng looked at the sky and saw that the sun was already high in the sky, with warm sunlight pouring down, the weather was pleasant, and there was not a cloud in sight.

Seeing that the time was right, Li Changfeng waved his hand and said, "Now the grand competition begins. Any disciple with ideas can freely demonstrate their strength on the stage!"

"Oh, by the way," Li Changfeng suddenly remembered something and added, "There are two rules for the grand competition, listen carefully."

"First, there can be no severe injuries or loss of life on the stage. Because each and every one of you is the sect's treasure, even if you die, you cannot easily die at the hands of your own people!"

"Second, once you are knocked off the stage or admit defeat, it is considered a defeat. The winner automatically welcomes the next challenge!"

"After explaining the rules, let's begin!"

After saying that, Li Changfeng sat down with a group of elders on the seats in the distance.

Then, they eagerly watched the arena.

Around the arena, the disciples looked at each other, and for a while, no one stepped onto the stage.

A strange atmosphere inexplicably emerged in the air.

Just as everyone hesitated, a disciple suddenly stood up. He used both his hands and feet to quickly climb onto the high platform like a monkey.

Everyone quickly looked over.

They saw that this person was actually wearing the clothes of a menial disciple!

"My name is Guo Xu, I am a menial disciple of the sect. Today, I would like to ask my senior brothers for guidance," Guo Xu arched his hand towards the surroundings and then said loudly,

"Which senior brother dares to fight me?!"