"Father, don't worry. I will definitely strive to get a good ranking!”
Zhao Wan 'er said with a firm expression.
"Master, I will also do my best!”
Lin Zhen also spoke.
Perfected Zhao Ming glanced at the two of them and did not say anything. Instead, he sighed softly in his heart.
How could he not know about the situation of his two disciples?
Zhao Wan 'er was his only daughter. She was quite talented and was now at Lv 6 Qi Cultivation Realm.
If he worked hard, he might be able to reach Lv 7 Qi Cultivation Realm.
However, which of the other eight peaks 'First Disciples was not at the Lv 9 Qi Cultivation Realm?
As for Saintess Zhuang Mingzhu, she was a cultivator of the Spirit Sea Realm now.
Although it was only the first level of the Divine Sea, it was still the Divine Sea!
There was a world of difference between him and the Qi Refinement Realm!
As for Lin Zhen, he had already used all his strength to break through the qualifying round. It was clearly impossible for him to continue.
"Alright, the two of you can do your best. There's no need to force yourself.”
"You may leave first."
Reverend Zhao Ming consoled.
After Lin Zhen and Zhao Wan 'er left, Reverend Zhao Ming suddenly thought of Xu Tian, who was still on Reflection Cliff and did not participate in the competition.
But then, he shook his head.
Xu Tian was only at Lv 3 Qi Cultivation Realm when he was locked up at the Reflection Cliff two months ago.
There was no supply of resources.
Obviously, even if they participated in the competition, they would only be cannon fodder.
.....
On the second day.
The Great Competition of the Nine Peaks continued like a raging fire.
Xu Tian, who was on the Remorse Cliff, was tired after pulling out his sword. He also took advantage of the rest time to use the Heavenly Eye to observe the competition as a way to kill time.
The Divine Eye was a reward given by the system when he drew his sword 200 times.
He could see everything within a hundred miles.
On a stage, two disciples at Lv 9 Qi Cultivation Realm were fighting.
These two were the top disciples of their respective sword peaks. In the Long River Sword Sect, they were the most eye-catching existences other than Saintess Zhuang Mingzhu!
The two of them used the Long River Sword Technique and kept fighting.
Below the arena, there were continuous cheers.
"Senior Brother Wang's Unending Winding River is simply at the peak of perfection!”
"Senior Brother Tian isn't bad either. His sword moves are simple and unadorned, but they form their own style!”
Even the Sword Sect Master nodded slightly on the high platform.
Only Xu Tian, who was on the Cliff of Reflection, shook his head gently.
With his current cultivation at the Third Level of the Divine Sea Realm and his Unparalleled Sword Heart's realm of Sword Principle, it seemed like he had already reached the Third Level of the Divine Sea Realm.
The sword techniques of these two people were extremely clumsy and full of flaws. They were not much better than a child's sword dance.
In fact, compared to the Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall that he had signed in for in the system, it was not an exaggeration to say that the Long River Sword Technique was trash.
After watching for a while, Xu Tian lost interest. He turned to look at the only two disciples from the ninth summit who had successfully broken through the qualifying round, Zhao Wan 'er and Lin Zhen.
Lin Zhen was being beaten back by a disciple at the Lv 7 Qi Cultivation Realm. He could not hold on for long and was about to admit defeat.
As for Zhao Wan 'er, her luck was extremely bad. Her opponent, who was originally suppressed by her, actually broke through in the arena. Her aura soared, and she seemed to be turning the tables.
This also made Perfected Zhao Ming's expression, which was extremely solemn, become even more solemn.
Seeing this, Xu Tian's thoughts were calm. He did not have any intention of shocking everyone. Instead, he silently watched everything.
After a while.
Lin Zhen could no longer hold on and admitted defeat.
As for Zhao Wan 'er, it was full of drama. Under the pressure of her opponent's sudden breakthrough, she actually managed to break through and defeat her opponent in the end, advancing to the third round.
This also made Perfected Zhao Ming's expression look much better.
It didn't take long for the second round to end.
Zhao Wan 'er was the only one left on the ninth summit.
......
The competition continued for the next few days.
Xu Tian glanced at it for a while. After seeing that Zhao Wan 'er had been eliminated, he stopped looking.
Instead, he continued to draw his sword and become stronger day after day.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the sword 400 times. Reward: Crescent Moon Sky Charge!
The system's notification sounded in Xu Tian's mind.
Crescent Moon Sky Rush?
Xu Tian was overjoyed.
This was an extremely powerful sword technique!
He gathered all his strength and pointed at the tip of the sword, releasing it instantly!
The explosive power produced in that instant would be dozens of times his usual strength!
A trump card! A sure-kill skill!
For a moment, Xu Tian was itching to give it a try.
However, after thinking for a while, Xu Tian decided to give up for the time being, fearing that the power of the sword would be too great in an instant and that his Breath Holding Technique would not be able to restrain the aura of the sword in time.
.....
The next day.
The finals of the Grand Competition of the Nine Peaks of the Long River Sword Sect had begun!
Zhuang Mingzhu, the Saintess of the Long River Sword Sect, versus Chen Feihong, the First Disciple of the Seventh Peak!
Xu Tian, who was resting after pulling out his sword, used his Heavenly Eye to see how strong the Holy Maiden was. Zhao Wan 'er, who had been eliminated a long time ago, arrived at this moment.
She was holding a green bean cake in her hand, and her expression was a little lonely.
"Senior Brother."
She sat down beside Xu Tian.
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