The eyes of all the cultivators present were cast towards the seats of Tianchen Sword Sect.

All the disciples of Tianchen Sword Sect also looked in the direction where the ten young masters were sitting.

The Ten Young Heroes turned their gaze towards a young man in a gray robe among them.

Li Yuanchong.

When Bu Suantian spoke, his heart beat heavily every time he mentioned Li Yuanchong's name.

After he finished speaking, cold sweat had already seeped out of Li Yuanchong's back.

After seven days of constant fear, is there still no way to escape?

And, here comes a big one!!

If I had known earlier... I should have taken the initiative to send them away!!

Then, there is no need to suffer in public...

"Humph, the Cangxia Sect is going too far!"

"A Chong, go beat them to death! Find some ground to stand!"

At the banquet that day, the young hero who sat next to Li Yuanchong patted Li Yuanchong on the shoulder, filled with righteous indignation.

"Even if I only compete with swordsmanship against these three little mice, I can take them all down in a cup of tea. I wonder how long it will take you, Li Yuanchong?"

Li Yuanchong's old enemies also cheered him on in their own ways.

After all, as disciples of the Tianchen Sword Sect, the reputation of the sect concerns everyone.

Just now, Jiang Ningyan of Cangxia Sect defeated Elder Zhao with overwhelming advantage, and now he wants to provoke their younger generation again!

Elder Zhao is still lying down!!

Not only did they beat the old one, they also beat the young one! ?

This is too much!!

But Zhao Ting woke up slowly, coughed twice, and waved to Li Yuanchong, asking him to come over.

"Chong'er, your master is old."

Zhao Ting's voice was a little weak, and the look he gave Li Yuanchong was particularly kind. After saying these six words, Zhao Ting pursed his lips, as if he had a thousand words to say.

Li Yuanchong nodded.

I feel almost desperate inside.

Are you old?

Are you old???

You're a Nascent Soul cultivator, you still have at least 500 years to live, and you're telling me you're old!?

As expected, the old ones are still the best, this acting skill...

When everyone saw this scene, they suddenly realized that Elder Zhao Ting was actually Li Yuanchong's master!

So, is it a coincidence?

If Li Yuanchong wins, then Zhao Ting will at least be able to regain half of the face he lost, if not all of it!

If you win quickly and beautifully, you will regain even more face!!

Qiu Ya clutched the corner of her clothes, her eyes full of worry.

Liu Yiping looked at the stage in silence, and only when his eyes glanced at Qiu Ya from time to time would a trace of emotion appear.

Yuan Xiang frowned and fell into deep thought.

That night, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem like they had any disagreements about the way of the sword...

Li Yuanchong went on stage holding a sword.

"Senior Brother Li, you must not have forgotten what happened that day, right?" Bu Shutian showed a very sincere face, making himself look like an impulsive and sincere young man.

Li Yuanchong gave a stiff smile: "How could that be possible?"

"Brother Li's cultivation level is so high that challenging him with our three humble abilities is like an ant trying to shake a tree! But in a battle between sword cultivators, the sword speaks the truth. Thank you, Brother Li, for accepting our terms!"

"The purpose of this sword duel is to determine who is right and who is wrong. We must not damage the harmony between our two sects! As both are major sects of the Immortal Alliance, we should unite and cooperate to jointly resist foreign enemies and defend the dignity of our human race!"

"My dear seniors, our dispute may seem like a joke to you. Therefore, please allow me not to point out the problem with the swordsmanship, so as to avoid making a fool of myself!"

Bu Suantian quickly rattled out a long paragraph, and it seemed that he had already prepared a draft in his mind.

Below the stage, Lu Qing was stunned again.

How come all the players are so good at talking!? Don't they normally have trouble even greeting a great monk?

Some sword cultivators were also speculating about the differences they encountered.

"A typical battle of sword virtue! This is definitely it!" A sword cultivator concluded.

The so-called sword virtue dispute, to put it simply, is whether to advocate one against one or many against one.

He advocated for one-on-one sword cultivation, believing that sword cultivators should rely on no external forces other than themselves and their swords. Only in this way could they sharpen their swordsmanship and cultivation. Otherwise, they would only become increasingly weaker.

Sword cultivators who advocated the strategy of "many against one" believed that one should be down-to-earth. As long as one's will was strong, joining forces wouldn't affect one's state of mind. Furthermore, when fighting powerful monsters or encountering strange things, one had no chance of success alone; only by uniting could victory be achieved!

"I feel the same way."

"really."

This proposal was recognized by many sword cultivators. After all, the number of people on both sides and their behavior clearly illustrated the problem.

The monks present were relieved at once.

After all, this question is too classic.

Since monks have already embarked on the path to immortality, they must have wisdom. The most appropriate answer to this question is to choose what suits you and adapt to local conditions.

It's like the sweet vs. salty debate.

The battle between sword virtue and sword virtue is too classic in the world of monks.

akin.

There is also Pepsi and Coca-Cola.

McDonald's or KFC.

Tik Tok or Kuaishou.

League of Legends, or Dota.

Tomato novel, or X point X Lu.

However, sword cultivators are a large group of problem children filled with paranoids, conceited people, stubborn people, and so on.

Therefore, this problem has always existed and will continue to exist.

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