Tyler's silver-white immortal sword had already shot to the cloud under Lu Xueqi's feet. There was no expression on Lu Xueqi's cold face, and she did not move. The cloud under her feet carried her back, but Tyler's immortal sword was even faster and caught up in the blink of an eye. Screams and sighs immediately sounded from below the stage.
Seeing that this was a critical moment, Lu Xueqi flipped her hand and the sword behind her was in her hand. Her face was as cold as ice. She did not draw her sword and only used the Sky Blue Sword to block in front of her.
"Clang!"
The crisp echo echoed far away in the square. It was very pleasant to the ear.
Tyler's silver-white immortal sword bounced back as if it had been hit hard. Daoist Cang Song's expression changed drastically. Under everyone's astonished gaze, Lu Xueqi did not hesitate at all. After a slight blush flashed across her snow-white face, she threw out the sky-blue sword and its sheath with her right hand. At the same time, she curled her right hand and clenched her hand seal. The sky-blue sword suddenly emitted a bright light in the air. The blue light covered the entire huge arena. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.
Tyler did not dare to be negligent. He was shocked when he saw the blue light coming at him from all directions. At the same time, he was even angrier that Lu Xueqi did not even unsheathe her immortal sword and looked down on him. However, he still activated the immortal sword in his hand. In the blink of an eye, three ice walls condensed in front of him, emitting traces of cold air.
In the air, Lu Xueqi's bright eyes were as bright as the stars. Her black hair and clothes fluttered in the wind. She was peerless and breathtaking. She seemed to be reciting a spell in a low voice. Her cold face was expressionless. As she looked at the immortal sword that was flying in the air, a loud noise suddenly sounded from the sword. It sounded like a wild beast roaring and shaking the entire area. In an instant, the blue light shone brightly. The immortal sword seemed to have broken through the sky, and all the clouds within a radius of dozens of feet were forced to dissipate without a trace.
In the deepest part of the blue light, which was as blue as the sky, the immortal sword seemed to fly from the horizon and rushed toward Tyler. Its momentum was unparalleled.
Tyler's expression was solemn, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He was clearly shocked by the great power of Lu Xueqi's blue immortal sword. In an instant, the immortal sword had already rushed in front of him.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Under the dumbfounded gazes of the hundreds of Green Cloud disciples, the three ice walls formed by Tyler were smashed into pieces by the blue immortal sword as if it was nothing.
Fang Chao was shocked. With his strength, it was not impossible for him to congeal more ice walls as a defense. However, he originally thought that three ice walls would be enough. He did not expect Lu Xueqi's cultivation to be so profound, and that blue immortal sword was unexpectedly powerful. It arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
At this moment of life and death, Tyler barely managed to calm his mind. The silver-white immortal sword glowed and guarded in front of him, casting a white light shield. A moment later, Lu Xueqi's blue immortal sword collided with the white light shield.
"Boom!"
The loud sound was like a violent thunder in the sky. The huge and invisible shock wave spread rapidly in all directions with the two immortal swords as the center. All the Green Cloud disciples standing below the stage immediately felt a strong wind blowing against their faces. Their entire bodies could not help but take a step back. The entire circle of onlookers actually expanded at the same time.
Everyone's expression changed. They were shocked by the power of this unprecedented celestial treasure.
After that moment of surprise, everyone's eyes returned to the arena. They saw that Lu Xueqi had already landed on the stage at some point in time. The immortal sword and its sheath had already flown back into her hand. The blue and white light gradually dissipated, but everyone realized that Tyler's face was as pale as death.
Tyler slowly raised his head and pointed at Lu Xueqi. For some reason, his voice became hoarse as he hissed,"You…"
Everyone was bewildered. They did not know what had happened, but something suddenly changed. The silver-white immortal sword that had been stopped in front of Tyler suddenly made a few muffled sounds on the sword. Then, under countless gazes, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword and quickly expanded. A moment later, the immortal sword let out a painful cry and broke into two pieces with a thud, falling onto the stage.
There was silence on and off the stage. Everyone held their breaths.
Everyone in the sea of clouds knew what the immortal sword meant to a self-cultivator.
"Wah!" Tyler spat out a mouthful of blood on the stage. He held his chest with a pained expression. He could no longer hold on and fainted on the ground.
Several people from Longshou Peak immediately rushed up to the arena and helped Tyler up. When they saw the immortal sword that had broken into two on the ground, they all looked furious and glared at Lu Xueqi as if they wanted to eat this beautiful woman up.
Below the stage, Daoist Cang Song clenched his fists and said coldly,""Junior Sister Shuiyue, your disciple is really ruthless. It's clearly not enough to win, but he still wants to use his magic treasure and divine artifact to destroy someone else's immortal sword.”
Master Shuiyue's face was indifferent as she said coldly,"Xue Qi's cultivation is too shallow. Her cultivation isn't deep enough. It's not a big deal that she can't control a divine item like Tian Ya.”
Daoist Cang Song's anger surged and was about to flare up when suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. It was Daoist Dao Xuan who had stood over at some point and patted his shoulder. Daoist Cang Song looked at him and finally suppressed his anger. He snorted and walked away.
Daoist Dao Xuan looked at Daoist Cang Song's tall back and shook his head. He smiled bitterly and turned around. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Master Shuiyue walk away.
At this moment, Lu Xueqi also came down from the stage. She exchanged a glance with Wan Yu, who was watching the battle below the stage. Then, she revealed a smile that only he could see. Then, she returned behind Master Shuiyue.
This time, Zeng Shushu saw it. Zeng Shushu grabbed Wan Yu and said with a trembling voice," You... Did you see that? She…She smiled at you. How did you do it?”Wan Yu didn't say anything. He just smiled and left.
On this day, other than Zhang Xiaofan, the eight disciples of the Big Bamboo Peak had four wins and three losses. Wan Yu, Song Daren, Tian Ling 'er, He Dazhi, and Du Bishu had all entered the next round. Including the lucky Zhang Xiaofan, five of the eight disciples of the Big Bamboo Peak had advanced. This was a rare good result in hundreds of years. Tian Buyi was so happy that he could not close his mouth.
On the second day.
The morning sun lazily sprinkled on the sea of clouds. The Qingyun Sect disciples came to the square as they had the day before and continued to watch the Qingyun Sect's Seven Lineages Martial Arts Competition that happened once every sixty years.
The people of Big Bamboo Peak stood under the Red Roll from yesterday. Half of the names on the Red Roll had been removed, and next to Zhang Xiaofan's name was his opponent today-Chu Yuhong.
At this moment, he was quietly asking Eldest Senior Brother Song Daren, who was standing beside him,""Eldest Senior Brother, who is this Chu Yuhong?”
Song Daren frowned and shook his head.""I'm not sure either. I've never heard of him before. It's written on the list that he's a disciple of the Morning Sun Peak, but I don't know what his cultivation is like.”Song Daren looked at Zhang Xiaofan and saw that he was very nervous. He smiled and said,""Junior brother, don't be nervous. It's not a big deal. It's my first time participating in the test, so I was extremely nervous.”
Su Ru glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and walked over.""Xiao Fan, today is your first time competing. Be careful, understand?”
Zhang Xiaofan felt a warmth in his heart as he whispered,""Yes, Mistress."
Su Ru nodded and wanted to say something, but suddenly, the bell chimed and the competition officially began. Tian Buyi and Su Ru looked at each other and nodded.""You all know where the competition will be held, right? It's clearly written on the red board just now. When the competition begins, your master's wife and I will also go down the stage to watch you compete.”
Everyone responded in unison. Tian Buyi nodded his head and whispered to Su Ru before walking away. Tian Ling 'er, who had come with them, looked around and walked toward Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat.
Tian Ling 'er walked up to Zhang Xiaofan and looked straight at him. She suddenly burst out laughing and turned around to say to the crowd,""Look at how nervous Xiao Fan is. His forehead is sweating.”
Everyone laughed. Song Daren also laughed and said,"I've tried to comfort little junior brother, but it doesn't seem to be of much use. It's better for little junior sister to do it.”
Tian Ling 'er spat and turned to Zhang Xiaofan.""Xiao Fan, I have a competition later, so I can't go and cheer for you. You have to work hard, and be careful!”
Zhang Xiaofan looked at her beautiful face, which was so close to him, and felt as if he could smell a faint fragrance. He couldn't help but feel excited. He nodded heavily, but for some reason, he couldn't even speak.
Tian Ling 'er didn't think too much about it. She smiled at Zhang Xiaofan, then walked over to chat with her senior brothers. After a while, everyone split up into groups of twos and threes. It was obvious that those who were competing went to the arena, while those who weren't competing went to cheer for their fellow disciples. However, no one thought of joining Zhang Xiaofan. Perhaps everyone thought that he was a hopeless person.
Zhang Xiaofan stood still and watched as his senior brothers left. He suddenly felt an indescribable pain in his heart. He slowly walked to the red board and looked at it carefully again.
He and Chu Yuhong, a disciple of Morning Sun Peak, were arranged to compete on the furthest "Earthquake" Platform.
Zhang Xiaofan walked over to the white-bearded old man and bowed.""Martial Uncle, I am Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of the Big Bamboo Peak.”
The white-bearded old man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xiaofan.""Oh, you're here. It's about to start. You can go on stage.”
Zhang Xiaofan nodded and looked at the stage. There was no one on the stage. It seemed that the disciple of Chaoyang Peak called Chu Yuhong hadn't arrived yet. He hesitated for a moment, but finally obeyed the white-bearded old man and walked up the stairs. At the same time, the crowd of Morning Sun Peak disciples below the stage immediately started whispering. They were obviously discussing him.
"Clang!" The crisp sound of a bell rang out, startling Zhang Xiaofan and waking him up. He turned around and saw that the dozen or so disciples of Chaoyang Peak were still below the stage. The white-bearded old man was still sitting there drowsily, but a man in his thirties had appeared on the opposite side of the stage and was smiling at him.
Zhang Xiaofan blushed and quickly bowed.""Big Bamboo Peak disciple Zhang Xiaofan wishes to consult Senior Brother Chu.”
Chu Yuhong smiled and said," I wouldn't dare to. Every generation has its own talent. Although Junior Brother Zhang is young, he still stood on the stage with a calm expression in front of the test. He didn't look anxious or timid at all. He's much stronger than me back then. I'm impressed."”
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment before he mumbled,""To tell you the truth, I was actually in a daze just now.”
"Hua", the audience was in an uproar. The dozen or so disciples of Chaoyang Peak all laughed until they fell. Chu Yuhong was also stunned for a moment, but he finally couldn't help but laugh."Junior Martial Brother Zhang must be joking. Uh, it's time. I'll ask Junior Martial Brother for advice now.”
Zhang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat as he nervously said,""Senior Brother Chu, please show mercy."
Chu Yuhong smiled and didn't answer. He seemed to have a plan in mind. With a shake of his right hand, an immortal sword that emitted a faint yellow light was raised.
"The name of the sword is 'Shaoyang'.”
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the Shaoyang Immortal Sword and saw that the sword was glowing with a pure and gentle yellow light. He felt his spirit lift even from a distance. It seemed that it was not an ordinary sword. He secretly swallowed his saliva and felt his face heat up. However, he finally reached into his pocket, grabbed the fire stick, and took it out.
Everyone present, including Chu Yuhong and the dozen or so Chaoyang Peak disciples below the stage, had their eyes on the black fire stick.
There was a moment of silence.
"Hahahaha!" It was unknown who was the first to laugh, breaking the silence. After a while, the audience laughed and said with difficulty,"W-what is that?"
"I've already told you that the people of Big Bamboo Peak are all weird. Don't tell me, yesterday that thin man became a laughing stock when he used the die magic treasure. I didn't expect that today, today, there would actually be someone who uses a fire rod. Hahaha!"
The immortal sword in Chu Yuhong's hand burst out with a radiance that was almost like the rising sun amidst the laughter and cheers below the stage. It was brilliant and righteous. With a shout, the Shaoyang Immortal Sword pressed down like the sun.
Zhang Xiaofan felt a wave of heat, but his heart was as cold as ice. For some reason, he looked at the light that was coming at him. At that moment, he suddenly remembered that morning a long time ago. He and Lin Jingyu spent a thrilling night in the wild. When they returned to Cao Miao Village, they saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. That morning, he lost all his happiness. He even felt that he was buried in the sea of blood. He struggled desperately, hoping to find his loved ones, but in the end, he could not do it. The pain was deep in his heart.
The hot air seemed to burn his skin, but the image of that quiet night appeared in front of his eyes. The beautiful woman stood by the water's edge, hugging her lover tightly.
"Ah!" The sixteen-year-old boy groaned softly. The inexplicable pain was so intense that he completely forgot about the light that was coming at him. He bit his lips and red blood dripped gently.
It landed on the black, dark-green, blood-red fire stick.
In the next moment, he was engulfed by the brilliant light that was like the sun.
The audience cheered, and the disciples of Chaoyang Peak were all overjoyed. Only a cry of surprise mixed in with their laughter sounded so ear-piercing.
On the stage, the brilliant golden light and the rising sun reflected each other. Chu Yuhong was proud of himself. At this moment, even he felt that his cultivation had reached an unprecedented peak. After defeating this opponent who was neither good to look at nor good to fight, he would definitely advance triumphantly. It was unknown if he would win in the end! After all, after today, he only needed to win four more matches.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile. The light of Shaoyang Immortal Sword became even brighter. He watched as the young man in front of him frowned in pain under the scorching light and even bit his lips.
Suddenly, at that very moment, his heart thumped as if someone had hammered him inside. When no one could see Zhang Xiaofan clearly, Chu Yuhong, who was standing opposite Zhang Xiaofan, saw him raise his head and open his eyes through the brilliant light of his Shaoyang Immortal Sword.
That pair of blood-red eyes filled with ruthlessness and killing intent!
An invisible coldness spread out rapidly. Chu Yuhong watched as the black fire rod seemed to come alive at this moment. The black smoke was rising, and the bead on the top of the rod was glowing with green light. When it reflected on Zhang Xiaofan's body, it seemed to have become a completely different person. All of this happened in the light of Shaoyang Immortal Sword, and no one saw it except Chu Yuhong.
Chu Yuhong was extremely shocked, but before he could react, the cold aura had already wrapped around him under the light of the immortal sword. He almost immediately felt the world spin, and his whole body was disgusted. A moment later, the faint green light emitted by the round bead on the fire rod shone on his body.
At this moment, everyone heard Chu Yuhong's roar. The immortal sword of Shaoyang rose into the sky and the light immediately dissipated, revealing Zhang Xiaofan's figure. Chu Yuhong seemed to be seriously injured as he kept retreating. A moment later, under everyone's surprised gazes, blood gushed out of his seven orifices at the same time. He pointed at Zhang Xiaofan with his trembling right hand as if he wanted to say something, but no matter what, he couldn't say anything.
A moment later, his body swayed a few times and he fell to the ground with a thud. He fainted and was unconscious.
There was silence on and off the stage. Everyone looked at each other, shocked speechless.
In the distance, Wan Yu hugged his hands and muttered to himself with an unprecedented sneer,"Looks like this is the first battle of the Soul Devourer wand. Hahahahaha!"
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