On the second day of the competition, based on the results of the first day, the remaining 220 people were divided into 20 groups of 11 people each, with the top 11 people evenly distributed among the bye slots in each group.
Therefore, at least in the morning, Lu Zhaozhao was able to take a day off today.
With nothing else to do, it's a good opportunity to watch other people compete.
She was the first to arrive at Yaotong's side of the field. The Tianyin Sect has always been known for its support role. Although they are much stronger than ordinary cultivators in the support role, they are not as dominant as they seem.
This was, in fact, the first time she had ever seen Yao Tong fight one-on-one.
There were many people surrounding her, three or four layers deep. There's never a shortage of topics around a beauty, let alone Yao Tong, a beauty with a reputation that's in a class of its own.
As the competition began, Yaotong summoned her seven-stringed zither.
The instrument's body shimmered with iridescent light, looking exceptionally beautiful under the sunlight. The seven strings were made of thousand-year-old ice silkworm silk. Ice silkworms live in frigid places, and the silk itself seemed to gleam with a cold light, exuding a chilling aura.
Her opponent wielded dual swords. While dual swords do not emphasize strength as much as single swords, they are extremely demanding in terms of technique.
"Zheng—"
Her slender fingers plucked the strings, producing a powerful sound that caused fluctuations in the surrounding atmosphere.
"Bang bang bang".
The two swords unleashed several moves in succession, deflecting the sonic wave.
With just one move, most people could see that although dual swords require extremely high skill, and the person on stage was very proficient, the gap between him and Yao Tong was too great.
Not to mention that the Yaotong Seven-Stringed Zither is extremely powerful, the difference in cultivation level alone cannot be made up by the ability of dual swords.
Sure enough, after only a few moves, the situation quickly became one-sided.
Yao Tong brought the competition to a close with two consecutive notes on her zither.
The applause was thunderous, not only for the winners but also for the losers.
Being able to stand on this stage already makes one one of the best among their peers. However, there are always people better than you, and even just showing your face can take years.
Lu Zhaozhao walked away silently. This scene would continue to play out every day from then on. Perhaps there would be regret, but one could not be too sad, because if they did not send them away, they would be the ones to leave. This was something that everyone present knew in their hearts.
As they moved between the platforms, the sounds of battle were incessant.
She stopped at the edge, and the person on the stage was Nian Zhi.
This was the first time Lu Zhaozhao had observed her directly, instead of instinctively avoiding her gaze.
Nian Zhi held a long sword, its blade gleaming with a soft light.
Zhuiyang is a famous sword that stands alongside Guiyue. Lu Zhaozhao remembers that this sword has always been kept by Yunxian. When she was young, she had wanted it and asked for it, but the result was obvious: Yunxian refused her.
Now, this famous sword has appeared on the stage, and those around who recognize it are also quite shocked.
Although Nian Zhi's cultivation level was not high, the thousand years of cultivation contained in the sword itself was enough to fill many gaps when she wielded the Zhuiyang sword.
Chasing the sun during the day is imbued with even more powerful energy.
One sword cuts through time, one sword decides victory or defeat.
Nian Zhi easily defeated her opponent simply by relying on her sword skills.
Lu Zhaozhao sighed softly and turned to leave. Before leaving, she saw Ying Che in the crowd. He waved happily at Nian Zhi, but Nian Zhi's gaze did not seem to be on him.
Lu Zhaozhao curiously followed the gaze and saw a transcendent figure standing high in the distance.
Turning back, Nian Zhi blushed and smiled faintly in that direction.
An outrageous idea popped into Lu Zhaozhao's mind.
Did the two of them already have feelings for each other at this point?
This is truly...unbelievable.
However, it is not surprising that Yunxian, who is the most talented person in the whole book, has almost no improvement in cultivation after his appearance.
Before a cultivator leaves their body to examine their mind, the seven emotions and six desires do not have a significant impact on their cultivation. However, after leaving their body, they have a decisive influence on their cultivation.
Yunxian chose the path of ruthlessness, which should have severed all love and affection, but he knowingly violated this path, which prevented him from improving his cultivation and even caused him to develop inner demons, resulting in his cultivation regressing instead of advancing in the later stages.
The Path of Ruthlessness is extremely difficult to cultivate. Humans have seven emotions and six desires; even the most ruthless person has a soft side. Yet countless people in the cultivation world embark on this path of no return, one after another. The reason for this is simply that all those who attain enlightenment and ascend to immortality do so through this path.
If one's cultivation is not for the purpose of becoming an immortal, then why would one exert oneself so diligently?
Therefore, although very few people succeed on this path, there are always people who choose it. Lu Zhaozhao didn't know why Yunxian chose it, but she thought that Yunxian's true nature should have been well maintained before Nianzhi appeared. He just didn't expect to meet this destined person.
The affectionate are always hurt by the heartless, and she didn't want to get involved in these things. Right now, her own advancement was the most important thing.
In one morning, all the candidates who advanced were determined, and in the afternoon, those who had a bye would take the stage.
Lu Zhaozhao stood in the correct position as instructed. The cultivator in front of her looked to be only a few years older than her and was wielding a long spear.
The spear, like a white dragon, came treading on light.
Those who can advance are no ordinary people, and Lu Zhaozhao will not take it lightly.
The Reverse Blade was drawn early on, and the killing intent on the field made it tremble slightly with excitement.
Having not made a move for a long time, Lu Zhaozhao was also itching to try.
The opponent had a plan in mind and used all their strength from the start, which suited her just the way she wanted.
The white dragon brought by the spear's intent circled around her, the giant dragon roared to the sky, and then charged straight at Lu Zhaozhao.
Ni Ye twirled his sword, which was then infused with true energy, instantly igniting his killing intent.
Four identical swords appeared simultaneously, hovering and flying in the air, before colliding with the white dragon.
"Bang! Clang!"
The sounds of impact were incessant; the battle raged fiercely in the air.
Faced with the attack of four swords, the white dragon was not to be outdone and twisted his body to break free of the restraints.
To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first. It ignored the damage and charged towards Lu Zhaozhao.
"Ha, that's overconfident."
Lu Zhaozhao's lips curled slightly. She still held the body of Niye tightly in her hand, waiting for this moment.
The next second, her figure disappeared, and then she immediately appeared beside the white dragon.
In the white dragon's eyes, a figure magnified infinitely, and then a long sword pierced through it, and it could no longer see the figure.
The next instant, Lu Zhaozhao appeared on the back of the white dragon, her murderous aura rising and enveloping the dragon. Her opponent tried to retract his spear, but it was too late.
The longsword pierced through, and then pierced through again, the sound of the dragon bone breaking crisp and clear.
The white dragon crashed heavily to the ground in the next moment.
The four longswords still flying in the air delivered the final blow, completely annihilating it.
In just two rounds, in the blink of an eye, the match was over, and the surrounding audience didn't even have time to react.
The crowd erupted in cheers only after Lu Zhaozhao left the arena and Wen Yuan's disciples announced the verdict.
Lu Zhaozhao, the daughter of Emperor Huizong of Qing, had only ever heard of her talent, but only after actually seeing her did she realize how terrifying her strength was.
Her opponent collapsed to the ground; he had fought his way through, but couldn't even last two rounds.
My eyes were momentarily blurred, and the sky seemed to have been stained with color.
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