Bang.
A hundred meters away, Luohe landed on the ground, coughing up blood, his face pale.
However, Luohe was much stronger than Bu Xingtian, and soon he stood up on his own and walked back to the center of the battle.
Just when everyone thought Luo He was going to continue fighting, they heard Luo He cup his hands and say solemnly, "Young Master Ye is indeed worthy of being Elder Long's disciple. I admit defeat, and I am convinced of my defeat. From now on, if Young Master Ye tells me to go east, I will never go west. The Great River Sword Sect will be at Young Master Ye's command."
boom.
These words caused an uproar in the room.
"Junior Brother is awesome!"
"Junior Brother crushed the Great River Sword with his bare hands, that's outrageous."
"Master Long's disciple is too extraordinary."
"Who could have imagined that Luohe would lose so badly? It's terrifying."
One gasp of shock followed another from the crowd.
Even so, several people still looked disdainful.
"The Great River Sword Sect is indeed no longer what it used to be. It's too weak. It can't even beat a young upstart. It even lost the entire Great River Sword Sect. It's truly pathetic."
Another old man walked out.
The old man was so thin he was skin and bones, like a candle flickering in the wind.
But the aura emanating from the old man was extremely terrifying.
"Ye Qiu, you little brat, remember my name. I am Dugu Xing, and I belong to no sect or school. I created my own sword technique called the Heaven-Locking Sword Art. If you can break my sword, I will be at your beck and call. Otherwise, if you cannot break it, you can get out of here on your own. How about it?"
Dugu Xing stared at Ye Qiu.
"good."
Ye Qiu readily agreed: "But before the battle begins, I need to say a few words to Luo He."
"Alright." Dugu Xing didn't waste any words, stood with his arms crossed, and waited for Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu looked at Luo He and smiled, "Senior Luo He, we did not make any bet, so even if you lose, you don't need to make the Great River Sword Sect obey my orders. There's no need for that."
"No, no, no." Luo He hurriedly said, "To be honest, before today, I was not on the same side as Elder Long, but after today, I am willing to obey your orders."
"how so?"
"Because I believe that Young Master Ye has the potential to become an emperor. Following Young Master Ye will surely lead to great success. This is an opportunity for our Great River Sword Sect," Luo He said solemnly.
"That's a gross exaggeration. I'm very likely to lose," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
"Even if you lose, what I, Luo He, said still stands," Luo He said with a smile.
"Okay," Ye Qiu said, "Then I'll try my best not to disappoint you."
"Young Master Ye will surely win."
Luo He smiled and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
Ye Qiu nodded slightly and looked at Dugu Xing: "The farewell can begin now."
"Tsk, I'd like to see what extraordinary qualities you, someone with the potential to become an emperor, possess. Take this."
Dugu Xing made his move instantly.
He had no sword in his hand, but with a wave of his hand, terrifying sword energy filled the sky and the earth. Countless sword shadows appeared in all directions of the void, whistling as they attacked Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu frowned, and immediately he was struck by countless sword rains.
These rain of swords were too fast; no one could react in time.
Immediately, blood appeared on Ye Qiu's body, indicating that he had suffered minor injuries.
"Master, is Junior Brother unable to withstand it?"
Yu Miaowei asked hurriedly, looking as if she was about to take action at any moment.
"Miaowei, don't panic, we can't interfere," said Elder Long.
Upon hearing this, Yu Miaowei gritted her teeth and said, "I don't care about anything else. As long as Junior Brother is in danger, no agreement matters. I will definitely take action."
"Don't worry, your junior brother isn't as weak as you think. This is a rare opportunity for him to hone his skills," Elder Long said.
As Elder Long finished speaking, Ye Qiu's body in the center of the arena glowed, his blood energy surged, and he forcefully blocked the dense rain of swords.
"Such a strong physique, but it's useless. My sword formation is endless. I'll see how long you can last." Dugu Xing's face was icy cold as his hands continuously formed hand seals, like a sword god descending to earth.
"Then let's give it a try."
Ye Qiu sneered, suddenly circulating the fire magic within his body, combining it with his blood energy, transforming it into a terrifying divine dragon.
"break."
Ye Qiu shouted.
As Ye Qiu shouted, the divine dragon suddenly soared into the sky, breaking through Dugu Xing's killing formation in the blink of an eye.
puff.
Dugu Xing flew backwards, his face filled with horror and disbelief.
Those around stared wide-eyed, looking at everything in disbelief.
Ye Qiu's hair flew wildly, like an unparalleled battle immortal, as he walked step by step toward Dugu Xing, asking as he went, "Is it acceptable for me to break Senior Dugu's sword technique like this?"
Dugu Xing stared at Ye Qiu, still not having reacted, he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
Ye Qiu raised his hand and pressed down with a palm strike from a distance.
roar.
The crimson dragon swooped down and attacked Dugu Xing.
Ye Qiu's casual movements made him seem like a young emperor, exuding an inexplicable majesty that made people unconsciously forget his age and feel awe.
Dugu Xing's expression changed repeatedly as he hurriedly put up a full-scale resistance.
As Tianlong pressed down little by little, blood kept gushing from Dugu Xing's mouth. He was completely unable to resist and was on the verge of collapse.
"Senior Dugu, do you submit?" Ye Qiu asked, enunciating each word clearly.
"I give up, I give up."
Dugu Xing hurriedly responded and admitted defeat on the spot.
If he doesn't admit defeat and Tianlong falls, he will surely die.
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