The top twelve of Baiyujing have been decided. If we follow modern business thinking, we must first hold an award ceremony, then dig out a lot of personalities for each person, and finally arrange a large number of endorsement activities to recover the costs.

It’s a pity that neither Kunlun, Shushan nor Penglai have this kind of commercial thinking.

Or maybe everyone might think that since the top twelve of Baiyujing have been decided, the names of these twelve righteous newcomers will naturally spread throughout the world.

Therefore, before the disciples had time to discuss, the competition among the top twelve had already begun.

Draw lots!

Twelve sword sticks shot out from the stick tube, and everyone used the sword-controlling skills to catch the flying sword sticks in their hands.

Soon, as all the swords were obtained, the Jade List on Baiyujing Square quickly showed the list of the first round of battles:

Qiu Changtian versus Bisheng.

An Zhisu versus Duan Fenhai.

Ling Yunpo versus Shi Liuli.

Xu Yinglian versus Lin Duanshan.

Luo Yan versus Guan Zhan.

Guan Shanyue versus Yan Zhitui.

Except for two people who looked unhappy, everyone else looked calm.

After all, among the monks who have made it to the top twelve, there are not many weaklings who can be "picked up" by others.

Unless you are facing someone of Qiu Changtian or An Zhisu's level at the very beginning, everyone can basically accept it - people like Duan Fenhai and Bisheng are just pitiful creatures who cannot accept it but have no choice.

The six battles were not held simultaneously, but were held in sequence in the center of the largest Baiyujing Square, to facilitate the monks of the three sects to watch at the same time.

Everyone was either flying swords or riding on flying magical instruments, floating in the air around them. Qiu Changtian and Bi Sheng were standing in the center of the square, ready to fight.

Ling Yunpo did not intend to watch Qiu Changtian's battle. He knew that the more details he saw, the more details he would need to repeat in the future, so he would not ask for trouble.

So he suggested going for a walk nearby, and An Zhisu agreed... Senior Sister also didn't want to watch Qiu Changtian's game, especially since Bi Sheng had a high probability of not being able to beat him.

The two of them came to a pavilion on a higher ground, and suddenly they saw Duan Fenhai flying through the air on a sword.

"Brother Duan, what are you doing?" Ling Yunpo greeted him, "Why don't you go watch the fight?"

Duan Fenhai just pressed down the sword light, but did not let it fall to the ground. He just said:

"Well, just strolling around. I've watched Qiu Changtian's fights many times. The result this time is not suspenseful, and we won't meet again in the next big fight, so why bother watching it?"

Ling Yunpo knew what he meant. After all, after losing to An Zhisu in the next game, he would fall into the loser group of seventh to twelfth place, while Qiu Changtian would enter the winner group of first to sixth place. There was indeed no chance for them to fight.

But it doesn't matter, Senior Brother Duan, you have a chance to fight with my Senior Sister An! Anyway, you're just going to be beaten once, so why bother about who your opponent is?

Duan Fenhai had no idea what Ling Yunpo was thinking. He just waved his hand in the air and turned back to the square.

Ling Yunpo looked at An Zhisu and was about to speak when he saw the sword in Senior Sister An's hand immediately light up, fly out of her hand, and fly towards the direction of Baiyujing Square.

So fast? It's been less than five minutes!

Ling Yunpo was extremely surprised. He never thought that I, Qiu Changtian, would be so strong!

He quickly flew up on his sword and followed An Zhisu to the square, where he saw Duan Fenhai just landing from the square, bowing with a helpless look on his face.

When the fight started, Duan Fenhai immediately used the Tianfeng Sword to resist An Zhisu's attack and activated the Taoist magic on the Cangtie Sword.

Suddenly, countless stars appeared and shot towards An Zhisu like a barrage of light. For a moment, it covered the entire place, and there seemed to be no escape!

Another red sword light suddenly rose up, and An Zhisu immediately merged his body with the sword. The sword light penetrated countless star bullets and fiercely killed Duan Fenhai.

Duan Fenhai was helpless upon seeing this, after all, he was not arrogant enough to defend against the ultimate move of the Mowing Sword Immortal with ordinary sword moves. He could only be forced to combine his body with the Cang Tie Sword, using the same body and sword unity to make the iron-colored sword light also surge, forcefully meeting the red sword light!

The two sword lights collided directly with each other, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the whole venue. No one expected that the two Shushan monks would use their ultimate moves at the beginning. The red sword light and the iron sword light collided again, and then were shaken away by the violent force, turning a corner and attacking again fiercely. For a while, the sound of metal hitting each other was endless, almost forming a large "sound of thunder".

Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the door. Ling Yunpo's eyes were fixed on the two sword lights, and he confirmed that the red sword light was ahead of the iron sword light in terms of both the force of the attack and the speed of rotation after being knocked back.

At such a terrifying speed, all magic weapons, Taoist methods... have lost their meaning, and there is no time to activate them at all.

Duan Fenhai knew that he could not win, but he could only hold on. After all, using the integration of body and sword to fight back was tantamount to chronic suicide. If he didn't use the integration of body and sword, he would die immediately. He had no choice at all.

"It's really scary." Lin Duanshan had come to Ling Yunpo's side at some point and exclaimed, "Last time it was Qiu Changtian who won by sheer strength, and this time it's Senior Sister An's turn to crush him. Is there really an insurmountable gap between us and her?"

"Isn't it?" Ling Yunpo said with a smile, "If the gap in cultivation level can be easily made up by technology, then what is the point of breathing and refining qi?"

"But isn't Senior Sister An practicing the same Qi Refining Technique as us?" Lin Duanshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It can't be that because her father is the Seven Killings Master, her natural speed of breathing and refining Qi is faster than ours, right?"

Hey, not really.

What she practices is "Taishang Riyue Hunyuan Jing", and what you practice is the castrated version of "Taishang Hunyuan Zhenlu". These two are not on the same level of Qi training!

Ling Yunpo secretly complained in his heart, only to see that the winner was finally decided on the field.

The red sword light suddenly increased by several feet, and with one strike it knocked the iron sword light out of the arena. Duan Fenhai's body hit the edge of the square heavily, and the Cang Tie sword was also blown away, injuring several onlookers who had no time to dodge.

"An Zhisu of Shushan wins!" A mechanical voice sounded around the jade list.

There was silence for a moment, and then suddenly there was a loud noise.

There was just a lot of chatter everywhere, and I couldn't hear what people were discussing.

"I just heard a few Kunlun disciples talking about it." Guan Shanyue appeared from nowhere and said with a smile, "An Zhisu is probably the only one who can challenge Qiu Changtian in this competition."

"Really?" Ling Yunpo smiled slightly.

Sorry, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!

As Qiu Changtian, I am invincible. No matter if it is Xu Yinglian, An Zhisu, or Senior Sister Guan... either they don't meet me, or they meet me and get defeated by me.

There is no third possibility!

"What are you still doing here?" Guan Shanyue asked curiously, "It's your turn!"

"Oh oh oh." Ling Yunpo quickly pressed down the sword light.

He saw that Shi Liuli had already landed in the square one step ahead, staring at him with wide eyes, and there seemed to be suspicion in his eyes - as if he was still wondering where he had seen him before, and where that familiar sense of déjà vu came from.

"Fellow Daoist Shi?" Ling Yunpo clasped his fists and saluted.

"Yeah." Shi Liuli responded absentmindedly, not knowing what he was responding to.

Still doubting me? Okay.

I’ll beat you so quickly that you won’t have time to think about anything else!