Seeing that the other party was about to use his source power again, Liu Yun was too lazy to waste any more time with him.

Moreover, if this continues, the whetstone will be absorbed into a large loaf of bread by the natal flying sword.

Although I have a lot of stock now, it was all earned by shamelessness, so how can I waste it like this?

Shenqing Zhenjun smiled with satisfaction as he watched his disciple win.

"Your disciples have performed well, even having the courage to use their source energy."

Upon hearing this, Guo Huai instinctively felt that this guy was mocking him.

I traveled all this way to challenge them, and before I even saw any of the participants in the sect competition, two of them have already been eliminated. This guy is definitely mocking me!

"Heh, your sect only sent one disciple and yet you defeated two of my disciples. It seems your sect is quite well hidden, unlike what is rumored outside."

Shenqing Zhenjun smiled smugly, but offered no explanation.

There's no need to let others know your family's secrets; keeping quiet and making a fortune is the right thing to do.

In the third battle, the woman from Chongxianmen made her appearance.

Needless to say, she has a beautiful face and a graceful figure, but her long, narrow phoenix eyes are especially unforgettable.

Liu Yun wanted to continue fighting, but Ning Yue replaced him after the opponent introduced himself.

"Mo Han, has been on the mountain for 45 years and has reached the advanced stage of the Nascent Soul Realm."

Disciples of Chongxian Sect change their names when they go up the mountain, and each generation has a special surname, so the three of them all have the surname Mo, not because they are from the same family.

Upon hearing that the opponent was a high-level Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, Liu Yun's fighting spirit surged to its peak!

He believed he had the ability to fight his opponent.

But Shenqing Zhenjun doesn't think so.

They might be able to put up a fight, but it would be impossible for them to escape unscathed.

If even disciples in our own sect can get injured, doesn't that mean our Sword Sect has no one to rely on?

Do you think I'm still in that predicament of a skilled cook having no rice to cook?

I have plenty of people I can put to the test!

Ningyue leaped lightly and stood on the martial arts stage.

She said in her uniquely clear and cold voice, "Ningyue, Nascent Soul Realm, High Stage."

Upon hearing this, Mo Han's pupils contracted involuntarily.

According to the information provided by the Guiyi Sect, this person was clearly only at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul Realm during the competition. It would have been quite impressive for him to reach the middle stage in such a short time. How did he directly advance to the high stage?!

Judging from its imposing presence and sensing its profound and serene origins, it is clear that its heightened abilities were not achieved through the use of potent and dangerous drugs.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

The reputation of sword cultivators was well-known in their state.

His progress was relatively slow, but his reputation for unparalleled long-range attack skills had already spread far and wide.

Normally, fighting a sword cultivator relies on the pressure of their cultivation level, but now that someone of the same cultivation level has appeared, Mo Han suddenly feels a surge of pressure.

Neither of the girls were fond of empty talk, so after Shenqing Zhenjun shouted "Begin!", the two started fighting.

There was no evenly matched competition, no fierce rivalry.

The battle was one-sided from the very beginning.

Ningyue and Liuyun also have different fighting styles.

She remotely controlled her natal flying sword to create suppression in the sky.

Holding a transparent longsword made of solidified ice and snow, he lunged forward.

Countless snowflakes, like goose feathers, fell from the sky, while a transparent longsword swung its blade left and right on the flat ground.

This completely disrupted Mo Han's battle preparations.

The original plan was that if the opponent was ranged, I would try to fight at close range, and if the opponent was melee, I would look for opportunities from a distance.

This guy just showed up and didn't follow the usual path.

The dense array of sword energy falling from the sky perfectly matches the sword cultivator's strength in large-scale attacks.

But you're unleashing your ultimate attack while simultaneously engaging me in close combat? That's way beyond what's acceptable!

Don't be afraid of the sword energy falling from the sky; that's the opponent's ultimate move from their natal flying sword, which is extremely lethal.

Beware of the sword energy from the sky; those ice swords, gleaming with a chilling light, are clearly not to be trifled with.

Mo Han is infatuated.

He had no choice but to activate his protective aura to its maximum, relying entirely on his profound spiritual energy to withstand the attack.

This must be the most frustrating battle I've ever fought in my life!

Not to mention Mo Han, even the disciples of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, or even their master Shenqing Zhenjun, are captivated!

"Ah... this isn't a technique I taught you? When did Ningyue learn this fighting style? But I must say, this tactic is really powerful..."

Qi Ye was utterly shocked.

After eating the dumplings and improving his comprehension, he comprehended a set of defensive techniques.

I was confident that I could easily outmaneuver Ningyue, but I never expected that she would also make such great progress!

Unable to resist, she nudged Ye Feng, who was watching with great interest, with her elbow and whispered, "Junior Uncle, let's make a deal. If you have any good stuff, can I eat it for a week first? I want to beat Ning Yue and experience being the chief! If this drags on, we'll both advance to the Nascent Soul stage, and we'll never have a chance to be the chief again."

Before Ye Feng could say anything, Zhao Xing cried out.

"You shameless Senior Brother Qiye, how could you have such an outrageous idea? I'm going to tell Senior Sister Ningyue and have her teach you a lesson!"

Qi Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Little brat, get out of the way! Kids shouldn't interrupt adults."

Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to this nephew with his unconventional way of thinking.

How could I, a handsome and upright gentleman, break my vows just because you're a rough and uncouth man?

If it's something like the Ice Phoenix Witch, then I might consider it...

While the group was chatting, the battle on the field was nearing its end.

A one-sided situation cannot last long, and even a prolonged defense will eventually lead to defeat.

The instant Mo Han's protective aura shattered, Ning Yue's ice sword was already pressed against her throat.

The disciples of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, faced with such a brutal and decisive victory, naturally did not hold back their applause and cheers.

"The CEO is so handsome! You're my dream man!"

"Boss, you're awesome! I want to have your babies!"

"Ningyue, Ningyue, you're the best!"

"The chief's demeanor is unparalleled, and his combat prowess is unmatched; we can only look up to him!"

All sorts of compliments came out of her mouth, causing Ning Yue's fair but somewhat aloof face to blush uncontrollably.

Mo Han was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

He forced himself to speak and said in a deep voice, "According to the information I received, you were only at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul Realm two months ago. How did you advance to the advanced stage in such a short time?"

Ningyue shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, this concerns the sect's cultivation techniques, so please forgive me for not being able to disclose them. You should abstain; you are no match for me."

Mo Han remained silent, as if she had already given up, and slowly lowered her head.

Just when everyone thought she was about to surrender, she suddenly looked up.

His right hand stabbed out at Ningyue with lightning speed!

A pale golden light enveloped her, making the punch even more powerful!

Just as her palm was about to touch Ningyue, a faint voice came to her ear.

"You don't think that only Liuyun has this thing, do you?"

"Bang!"

After letting out a muffled groan, Mo Han completely lost consciousness.