Ling Tianyu smiled and put Xiao Yuqing down, letting her stand beside him.
He stood up gently and looked at the clamor. All the outer sect disciples were discussing and squeezing together. The chattering made him feel a little impatient.
" Silence!!"
He circulated the spiritual power in his body and shouted softly.
It spread throughout the entire top of Doujue Peak.
"He's at the intermediate stage of the Origin Returning realm. What outstanding talent. He's not the slightest bit inferior to that person. As expected of someone who brought him back.”
The inner court elder who was guarding this competition was secretly shocked.
Don't be misunderstood by some of the main characters.
The true increase in the realm of fantasy was not something that happened every two to three days.
Those who could reach the Origin Returning realm before the age of 100 were all extremely outstanding geniuses.
Ling Tianyu's shout stunned all the outer disciples.
Looking at Ling Tianyu standing on the stage, everyone shut their mouths.
Of course, with so many people, there would always be some who were unconvinced.
He was just about to open his mouth and say something.
However, a sword intent that could tear everyone apart radiated from Ling Tianyu's body.
In an instant, everyone seemed to see a huge sword standing in the sky that could slash down at any moment.
After a long time, they came back to their senses. Their foreheads were filled with cold sweat.
All of them shut their mouths tightly, not daring to show any signs of disobedience.
Tens of thousands of people did not move at all. Not a single sound was emitted. This scene looked quite terrifying.
"This sword intent!"
The inner elder clenched his fists tightly. He didn't know what words to use to express the shock in his heart.
"This young master has actually cultivated the Xuantian Sword Art to such a level. Genius, no, genius is an insult to him.”
This inner court elder was very glad at this moment. Fortunately, when this young master came just now, he did not scold him.
At the same time, he secretly decided that he would definitely submit to that person when he returned.
In the future, as long as he followed behind this young master, he would have a powerful backer.
"Damn it!"
Ye Yan felt this extremely powerful sword intent and clenched his fists tightly.
"How is this possible? Is this guy that strong?”
It had to be said that this extremely powerful sword essence made him feel a sense of defeat.
"Little Flame, don't be depressed. Don't forget the cultivation technique I gave you. As long as you find a spiritual fire to fuse with, you'll be able to surpass him in less than three years.”
Just as Ye Yan was feeling dejected, the ring on her finger flickered slightly and a voice entered his mind.
At the same time, there was also a strand of soul force that cleared his mind that was somewhat demonic.
"Teacher, are you sure that the Flame Art is that powerful? I keep feeling that it's a little unreliable."
Ye Yan calmed down and forcefully blocked his perception, preventing himself from sensing a sword intent that was as unfathomable as the ocean and as sharp as the world's sharpest divine sword.
"Hehe, of course. You have to know that the cultivation technique I gave you was created by a Martial Monarch Realm expert. You might not know what kind of existence a Martial Monarch Realm expert is, but you only need to know that a Martial Monarch Realm expert is an invincible existence in the world.
With a single palm strike, not a single blade of grass grew in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.
Think about it, when you master this cultivation technique, you won't be afraid of such a small Swordsman!”
This mysterious voice was filled with disdain towards Ling Tianyu.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that someone was a real cheater.
"Got it, Teacher."
Ye Yan cheered up under the encouragement of this mysterious voice. He looked at Ling TianYu, who was standing on the stage with a face that made him feel ashamed.
His eyes emitted a strong fighting spirit.
Ling Tianyu didn't know that Ye Yan was looking at him.
His cultivation was not high enough to be able to accurately find Ye Yan among tens of thousands of people.
Looking at the quiet outer disciples, Ling Tianyu nodded in satisfaction.
"Today is the competition for outer sect disciples to become inner sect disciples. The main reason I came here today is to select some talented outer sect disciples who have joined the sect for too short a period of time and have not successfully advanced.”
After Ling Tianyu finished speaking, he took back the sword intent that had suppressed tens of thousands of outer disciples.
He sat back down on the chair and looked down at the Outer Sect disciples with burning eyes. He smiled.
He turned his head and said to the inner sect elder sitting beside the arena at the center of the mountain peak.
"Then let's start now."
"Alright, Young Master Ling!"
The elder hurriedly nodded, took out a small bell, and gently shook it.
A crisp sound came from the bell.
All the outer sect disciples clenched their fists tightly.
In an instant, a huge gravitational force pressed down on the tens of thousands of outer court disciples.
After a full ten minutes, there were only a few dozen people left standing.
Of course, it was impossible for tens of thousands of people to let everyone compete. This bell was used to select the outer sect disciples who were qualified to compete in the arena.
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