The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became. Duan Chuan couldn't help but sneer, "Those who voted Sixth Junior Brother to the top of the beauty list must be blind!"

Pei Yu agreed with a smile, "Exactly. The Demon King's appearance is not even half as good as Lord Sword Master's."

“That’s it!”

Duan Chuan said proudly, "If it weren't for the fact that I was so obsessed with becoming stronger that I didn't care about my appearance at all and never dressed up, I would definitely be at the top of the beauty list!"

Everyone: “…”

Lord Sword Master, please wake up!

Not only are you not at the top of the list, you're not even shortlisted!

Let’s say, is there a possibility that you really don’t meet the standards of beauty?

It doesn't matter if you don't have a mirror. As the Sword Master, you always keep a sword in your hand. You might as well draw your sword and use the blade to look at your face to see if you are worthy of it!

Although they wanted to say these words, considering that Lord Sword Master was too powerful, they were no match for him together. If they really said them, they would die...

Therefore, everyone had to suppress the urge to complain and continued to watch the situation inside the sword disk.

Among all the people present, only Yun Haoran was relatively calm.

He seemed to have been Duan Chuan's sword servant for a long time and was accustomed to Duan Chuan's arrogant and conceited character. He calmly infused spiritual power into the sword disk and matched the candidates for the first game.

I saw a string of words clearly written in the air -

Chi Lian vs. Sun Fei!

Judging from the previous two levels, the sword intents of these two people are different. Chi Lian has the sword intent of fire, while Sun Fei has the sword intent of gentle wind.

This is a competition between the flame sword intent and the gentle wind sword intent!

Soon, Chi Lian and Sun Fei jumped onto the center platform.

Chi Lian, who was burly and strong, used a three-foot-long sword with a green blade; Sun Fei, who was thin and looked like a skinny monkey, used a heavy sword that was taller than him.

The two of them standing together look very funny.

"Ha ha!"

In the audience, Jiang Deng couldn't help but laugh, and even joked with the Taichu Sword Sect disciple beside him: "Why do I feel like Chi Lian can crush Sun Fei's body with just one punch?"

"Well……"

Xia Chenqing's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "Master Jiang, although what you said is more in line with common sense, Sun Fei is still a member of our Taichu Sword Sect after all. We should not be so gloating."

Wen Yan reminded him, "Master, have you forgotten? The competition is about sword intent and swordsmanship. No other means can be used. Although Sun Fei is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he won't necessarily lose."

"You're right."

Jiang Deng tried to suppress the smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but rise.

No matter what others say, she doesn't believe that Chi Lian will lose. After all, Chi Lian can easily take out a divine-level martial arts technique and give it to others. He is not as ordinary as he looks.

"The game begins!"

As Yun Haoran gave orders, the two people on the stage immediately started moving.

Chi Lian and Sun Fei first stared at each other warily, and then began to spin in circles on the stage with their swords in hand. The two of them spun in circles again and again, as if there would be no end.

Clang!

A crisp collision sound was heard.

Sun Fei lost his grip and the heavy sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Everyone: “…”

As a swordsman, what's the point of using a heavy sword if you can't lift it!

Fortunately, Chi Lian did not take the opportunity to attack Sun Fei and continued to circle there.

Sun Fei was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He hurriedly bent down to pick up the heavy sword, then gritted his teeth and continued to hold the heavy sword, keeping up with Chi Lian's pace of turning in circles.

Outside the sword plate.

The high-level officials of the Wanjian Spirit Realm, who were used to seeing many storms, couldn't help but cover their faces, as if they felt that Sun Fei's action was quite embarrassing for them, the sword practitioners.

"He's definitely going to lose! Although that female cultivator's strength isn't that great, at least her lower body is more stable than his, and she can hold the sword in her hand."

"This person has wind spiritual roots, and he practices the Japanese wind sword spirit, which is famous for its flexibility and lightness. He is not suitable for using a heavy sword at all, but why does he still use a heavy sword?"

"It must be that the Taichu Sword Sect's education level is too poor! A disciple who is not suitable for using a heavy sword is actually allowed to use a heavy sword. No wonder the Taichu Sword Sect has always been the second-best sect."

The elders of Kaitianmen couldn't help but sneer.

As the largest sword sect in the ten regions, Kaitianmen would never make such a common sense mistake!

Everyone present was a powerful sword cultivator with a good ability to judge people. They knew very well that Sun Fei was bound to lose this match.

On stage.

“Huff, huff, huff…”

Sun Fei ran for a long time dragging the heavy sword and was already exhausted and out of breath. He realized that if he continued like this, he would probably be exhausted to death, so he decided to take the initiative to attack.

"Oh--!"

Sun Fei shouted loudly, using up his remaining strength, raised the heavy sword with both hands, and slashed at Chi Lian who was rushing over.

Chi Lian happened to be running here, and she bumped directly into Sun Fei's sword. The moment the sword hit her body, she flew backwards and fell off the center platform.

"Oh my god! Your sword is so fast!"

Chi Lian pounded his chest, struggled to get up, looked at Sun Fei on the stage, and coughed, "Cough... I lost!"

Everyone: “…”

The scene was eerily quiet.

"It's a match-fixing!"

Outside the sword disk, the faces of the high-level monks in the Wanjian Spirit Realm turned extremely green.

In the first game, these two actually blatantly fixed the match right in front of them! Do they still have any regard for these big guys?!

"Who is this Chi Lian!"

"He took up the Nangong family's quota. I heard... he has a good relationship with Jiang Deng from the Taichu Sword Sect. I think he must have deliberately lost to the Taichu Sword Sect's disciples, right?"

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