At this time, Yi Ming's flying sword was already hovering beside the neck of the monk with green hair and sword-like brows, while the opponent's flying sword was still ten feet away.

"My fellow Daoist, your swordsmanship is so subtle and profound that I am inferior to you." The monk bowed and did not care about the flying sword at his neck. Instead, he leaped up into the air.

The monk's flying figure was caught by his own flying sword, and then the sword light spread out, wrapped himself up, turned into sword light, and flew out of the field.

Of course it was impossible to leave. The sword fighting competition had just begun. Even if I lost, it would be very helpful for me to watch other people's sword fighting.

The sword mark on Yi Ming's body flickered, indicating victory, and then there was no reaction. So Yi Ming moved his feet, turned into a sword light again, and returned to the top of the bamboo building.

"Congratulations to Master Yi for his victory!" Bai Rongrong said with her beautiful eyes like the moon and a bright smile.

"Your swordsmanship is extraordinary, but you can actually let Zheng Tianji show off without stealing the limelight. It's really amazing!" The cultivator who just explained the rules of the sword fighting competition to Yi Ming smiled and said, "My name is Ling Zhongxing, nice to meet you."

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"It's that young man." Luo Shi also recognized him. The person who appeared was the young man in blue clothes whom they saw yesterday.

Various sword techniques and sword skills were displayed. Even though Yi Ming was proficient in hundreds of sword techniques and sword skills, he felt like he had gained some knowledge.

Ling Zhongxing didn't care. During this period of time, it was mostly Bai Rongrong and Luo Shi who were talking. He could sense the cold and indifferent aura that Bei Xueqing was showing. He knew that was her personality, and that she nodded to him was already giving him face.

The Grand Palace Master of Jinghu Palace uses a sword, and the sword techniques passed down in the palace are not weak. In recent years, in addition to practicing, Bei Xueqing has been concentrating on studying the way of the sword. Her natural talent in the way of the sword has been revealed, and she has entered a whole new realm.

"The sword techniques are exquisite and the sword intent is pure. I didn't expect that this Taoist fellow's sword skills are so profound." Ling Zhongxing exclaimed.

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As soon as Bei Xueqing appeared, she attracted the attention of tens of thousands of eyes around the Doujian Cliff. Even her opponents were captivated by Bei Xueqing's temperament and hesitated when they drew their swords.

Yi Ming clapped softly to welcome back Bei Xueqing who had returned victoriously.

Bei Xueqing was not Yi Ming and had no interest in fighting with her opponent for hundreds of rounds. She unleashed her sword, sword energy filled the air, and the sword intent contained lingering moisture and a rolling cold current. With just two strikes of the sword, she knocked the opponent's flying sword away, and the tip of the sword hovered three inches between the opponent's eyebrows.

"I haven't seen you use a sword for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so good at it!" Yi Ming said with a smile.

"Yi Ming, nice to meet you, Fellow Daoist Ling!" Yi Ming also smiled and bowed, thinking in his heart that everyone really knew what was good.

On the surface, it seems that his victory was due to some luck and trickery.

"Hmm?" Yi Ming's eyes focused and he saw a figure floating onto a cliff platform.

Bei Xueqing also focused her attention on the young man in green.

A moment later.

"Come on, Xueqing!"

Anyone who has the confidence to participate in the sword fighting competition, regardless of their cultivation level, has some unique skills. Therefore, even cultivators with higher cultivation levels will watch the competition seriously, hoping to gain something and make further progress.

Ling Zhongxing blinked beside him, a little confused for a moment, and glanced at Bai Rongrong who was standing next to Yi Ming, wondering, "What does "加油" mean? Lamp oil or vegetable oil?"

As far as swordsmanship is concerned, no one in Jinghu Palace can guide her except the Grand Palace Master.

After chatting for a while, they turned their attention to the fight on dozens of cliff platforms in the Doujian Cliff Arena.

"You are an expert in swordsmanship, fellow Daoist. I really look forward to fighting with you." Ling Zhongxing nodded and said with a smile.

"Come on, come on, it's a good opportunity to see how powerful this guy is." Yi Ming said with a smile.

On the way, Ling Zhongxing also went up, fought a battle, and returned victorious.

In comparison, I was cautious in every step and my sword skills were mediocre. It was only when the opponent was unable to break my sword net and had exhausted all his changes, revealing a slight flaw, that I was able to take advantage of it and turn defeat into victory.

She is beautiful, has a cold face, a strong personality, and is good at swordsmanship.

Even the cultivator who had just been defeated by Yi Ming, the several changes in his sword techniques made Yi Ming's eyes light up.

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In fact, the truth is that he had been giving in to Zheng Tianji, and only used ordinary sword moves to construct a sword net, but he was able to block the opponent's brilliant attack. This kind of return to nature is truly powerful, but ordinary people can never see it.

Of course he could see how powerful Yi Ming was, but as a veteran swordsman in the late Condensation stage, who had been immersed in swordsmanship for more than a hundred years, he certainly had absolute confidence in himself.

Yi Ming looked around and saw dozens of sword fights on the Doujian Cliff. He saw sword lights flashing on the top of each cliff, sword energy running wild, or splitting the light into shadows, or sword energy like silk, or continuous sword rain. The sword intent was either sharp, or like wind and rain, or showing murderous intent, or evolving celestial phenomena, or connecting with the state of mind.

Just now when he was dueling with Zheng Tianji, it was actually the other party who was showing off most of the time, displaying his sword techniques to the fullest.

At this moment, the sword seal hanging on Bei Xueqing's waist shook slightly. Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing looked at each other, and saw that Bei Xueqing's mouth curved up, revealing a fighting smile, and her figure stepped into the air and flew towards a cliff platform.

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In Yi Ming's opinion, this sword cultivator who is at least over a hundred years old is indeed powerful, and his talent and skills in swordsmanship are also quite profound.

"Senior sister will win!"

"Xue Qing is so awesome!" "Senior sister is amazing!"

There were thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators participating in the sword fighting competition. Even if they were divided into dozens of venues, it would take a long time to fight a round. Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing had already fought once and were free now. They had no intention of returning to the bamboo building, but stood on the top of the mountain to watch others fight with swords.

Bei Xueqing's lips curled up slightly, "Fortunately, I am quite interested in kendo, and I am quite satisfied with my progress."

Bei Xueqing nodded but said nothing.

The monks from the surrounding areas entered the arena one after another. Some won and some lost, but none of them damaged the harmony. After returning, no one left in anger. Instead, they all stayed where they were, watching the fight and learning.

"Huh?" Luo Shi couldn't help but blink, then looked at Yi Ming with amusement. Bai Rongrong and Bei Xueqing also shook their heads.

Yi Ming couldn't help but touch his nose, "What a coincidence."

Because the fencing duel on the field was exactly the same as Yi Ming's previous duel, the young man in green simply responded with mediocre swordsmanship and let the opponent do what he wanted.

Yi Ming stroked his chin, his eyes flickering, and he became more and more certain of his guess, because a swordsman who could reach this level must be proficient in many sword techniques.

(End of this chapter)