Everyone thought that the fight between the two would be like the one Su Wuqing had just fought, and would last for several rounds.
At the very least, when the two attacks collide, there will be a stalemate for a while.
But I never expected that the idea in my mind would not come true as I wished.
Everything happened in a flash. Yang Qinlin's spear pierced the opponent's huge sword into pieces with just one encounter.
The huge sword was nearly a hundred meters tall. It began to break from the top and continued to extend rapidly to the bottom.
“This…, how could this happen!?”
Although Yuan Yao had thought that she might be defeated, she had never expected that the attack she had unleashed with all her might would be so fragile that she couldn't even hold out for a second...
She was clearly at a higher level than the other party, so how could she lose so miserably...
Realizing that the huge sword shadow he had condensed had shattered, Yuan Yao simply gave up maintaining it.
She controlled the sword again and pulled all five swords out of the ground.
Five long swords flew in front of her, and the way she controlled the swords was much colder than before.
She controlled the five swords at once and stabbed them all at Yang Qinlin who was attacking from above.
The four Xuan-level long swords were directly pushed away by Yang Qinlin, but the long sword given to her by Chen Ye was still holding on.
But not long after, Yang Qinlin raised the spear in his hand and directly knocked the sword away.
The cold light around the spear flashed and quickly occupied Yuan Yao's sight.
Yuan Yao had already anticipated the scene of her head being pierced through, and she closed her eyes nervously.
Although she knew she would not really die, the feeling of false death still made her feel scared.
She lost all ability to resist and closed her eyes tightly.
After waiting for a while, she felt nothing except a strong gust of wind blowing across her cheek.
Yuan Yao slowly opened her eyes and found a silver-white spear hovering just above her eyebrows.
The black flames on the spear have been extinguished, and the powerful pressure around Yang Qinlin has also completely dissipated.
Yuan Yao's pupils widened and her face was full of disbelief.
What surprised her was not that she lost, but that the opponent was able to retract such a strong and swift attack right before her eyes!
This is something Yuan Yao could never do.
If possible, she would not let Su Wuqing experience death during the competition.
The other party was able to do this, saying that her use of this move had reached a terrifying level.
This was far beyond her comprehension.
Yang Qinlin retracted his spear, patted her shoulder, and said seriously:
"Junior sister, in battle, never give up resistance unless you are about to die, and never close your eyes and wait for death."
She had experienced a similar situation during her previous sparring with her master.
Master once said, don’t close your eyes during a battle.
In battle, giving up resistance is equivalent to completely losing hope.
Even if you are at a disadvantage, you must fight to the last moment. This is what Yang Qinlin always believes in.
Yuan Yao was slightly stunned when she heard her words.
As a princess of a country and a rare genius among monks, she has received a lot of education. How could she not understand this truth?
However, in all the battles with monks since she was a child, even if the other party did not give in to her, it was almost impossible for them to be her opponent.
It was the first time she had encountered such a crushing battle, and she even felt the feeling of being on the verge of death, which made her panic.
She nodded heavily, taking the other person's words to heart.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister! I lost."
Principles cannot be taught, but once taught, people will remember them forever.
In this battle, she not only understood something from the opponent's moves, but also remembered this important truth.
For her, this competition was well worth it.
As the match concluded, the referee announced the winner.
The disciples in the stands did not burst into applause immediately. Instead, they were a little silent.
They never expected that the battle would end in such a quick and straightforward way.
They were deeply shocked by Yang Qinlin's strength and didn't know what to say for a while.
It turns out that the gap between them and true geniuses is so huge...
Even if they are from the same sect, they are still not on the same level.
The sect master is truly amazing, and the disciples he has taught are also incomparably outstanding.
After a brief silence, the disciples reacted and exclaimed and cheered again.
Being able to practice in the same sect with such an outstanding genius is the most proud thing for them.
I must practice harder in the future and not fall too far behind!
After the competition, Chen Ye once again came to the podium and presented prizes to each winning disciple.
Although the prizes are not cheap, for Chen Ye, as long as his disciples become more and more outstanding, he will have a steady supply of system points.
It's all an investment... you'll make money back sooner or later.
When presenting the award to Su Wuqing, Chen Ye always felt that she had something to say to him.
But it seemed like someone was stopping her from speaking, and her face turned purple from holding it in.
"Are you okay? Are you really feeling the evil spirit entering your body?"
Chen Ye couldn't help but ask Su Wuqing.
When he went to the Demon Cultivation Department before, a disciple had talked to him about this problem.
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