"The Sword Sect is indeed good at this."
Although Zi Shuhe's voice was soft, it was clearly heard by everyone present.
She took the lead and stepped onto the first step.
The moment her foot landed, a sharp sword energy suddenly burst out from the steps, heading straight for her mind.
As they walked forward until they reached the 6,000th step, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Zi Shuhe's forehead.
Every step she climbed was a test of her swordsmanship.
She had only been practicing sword for a short time, so it was already very difficult for her to reach the 6,000th step.
At the end of the cloud steps, Ji Wuming stood with his hands behind his back, staring calmly at the approaching figure below.
"If you can't reach the top, just admit defeat. I won't treat my maid unfairly."
Zi Shuhe could hear the sarcasm in these words, but before she could say anything, Li Lingge blocked her view.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Li Lingge's hand shook slightly, and an invisible sword energy surged out of his body, merging with the sword energy on the steps, making a low humming sound.
With every step he climbed, the sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand increased, as if the pressure from the cloud-like steps not only failed to suppress him, but instead became a whetstone for him to sharpen his sword intent.
His figure gradually rose higher on the cloud steps, his white clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal.
With him leading the way, Zi Shuhe suddenly felt relaxed.
On both sides of the cloud steps, the disciples of the Sword Sect held their breath and focused their eyes, following the figures of the four people closely.
"I didn't expect that Li Lingge could walk so easily."
"I heard that when the Holy Son first ascended the Cloud Steps, he only reached the 8,000th step."
"If Zi Shuhe can't climb the Cloud Steps, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand on the competition stage."
On the high platform, Tunan watched Li Lingge's every move with a deep gaze.
An elder beside him whispered, "Sect Master, Li Lingge is truly extraordinary. The sword energy on the Cloud Steps didn't even cause him the slightest hindrance."
Tunan nodded slightly, his tone solemn.
"This boy's swordsmanship has reached perfection. He must not be allowed to stay."
At this time, Li Lingge and the other three had reached the middle of the cloud steps.
His steps were still steady, but the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand emitted a faint humming sound.
The blade of the Overlord Sword in Ji Wuming's hand was as cold as frost and chilling.
The two men's eyes met in the air, as if invisible sword energy was colliding, stirring up invisible waves.
As Li Lingge climbed to the top step by step, the discussions around him gradually disappeared, leaving only a series of numbers.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety..."
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight!"
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!!"
“He actually reached the summit!”
The moment the four of them stood on the top of the mountain, they kept hearing exclamations.
Li Lingge handed the Xuanyuan Sword to Zi Shuhe.
"The rest of the matter depends on you."
Zi Shuhe took the Xuanyuan Sword and immediately felt a powerful sword intent surging from the Xuanyuan Sword.
She had held this sword yesterday, but it definitely didn't have such a powerful sword intent.
She looked at Li Lingge with some doubt, a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
It takes a hundred thousand years to cultivate a sword. In this world, no one can compare to Li Lingge when it comes to cultivating and nurturing sword energy.
Therefore, this sword was his gift to Ji Wuming.
On the high platform.
Ji Wuming looked Zi Shuhe up and down, and just as his master had expected, Li Lingge lent the Xuanyuan Sword to Zi Shuhe.
"Zi Shuhe, you've never practiced swordsmanship before, so what good can you do even if you hold a divine sword?"
If it were before, he might have been a little afraid of the magic sword.
It’s a pity that there is already a god’s soul in his Overlord Sword.
"You really don't want to admit defeat?!"
Zi Shuhe's eyes focused, and her delicate hand was already grasping the hilt of the sword.
"Draw your sword."
Clang!
As the Overlord Sword was unsheathed, sword energy suddenly filled the sky.
A blood-red sword light suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slashed heavily towards Zi Shuhe's head.
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