Everyone was shocked. During the group stage, Qiu Chanzi had always been very polite and courteous. Even those who lost to him were convinced of his superiority. Why did he suddenly become like this, as if he had been possessed by a demon?
Seeing the questioning looks from the others, the deputy head of Qingxu Prefecture wiped away his cold sweat and explained, "It's not that he's possessed by a demon, but rather that Qiu Chanzi's personality is a bit strange, as if he has a dual personality. In addition, his cultivation method is special, so he will activate this state whenever he encounters a dangerous situation."
The sect leaders and elders were relieved. It turned out that Qiu Chanzi had been holding back in the group stage, but now that he was facing a strong opponent like Wan Guiyi, there was no need for him to hold back, which is why he revealed this side of himself.
However, Qiu Chanzi's condition looks a bit creepy.
At this moment, Yun Jianyue was so happy that she almost slapped her thighs raw: "This kid is not bad. If there is a chance in the future, we can recruit him into the Demonic Sect. He has the potential to become a great demon."
Qiu Honglei rolled her eyes: "Master, you once lectured me about not being allowed to call it the Demonic Sect."
Yun Jianyue's smile froze: "What I say is different from what you all say."
Are you applying double standards?
"Go away, go away, watch the game carefully."
At this moment, Wan Guiyi, who was in the center of the arena, was also startled. He finally realized that there were cicadas chirping in the middle of winter.
Moreover, although he was usually proud, he was not so easily agitated. The inexplicable feeling of irritability was obviously caused by the cicadas chirping around him.
With a flick of his finger, the longsword flew out of its sheath. He didn't hold the sword, but let the entire sword fly backwards and shoot towards Qiu Chanzi on the other side.
Although only the hilt of the sword was pointing towards Qiu Chanzi, a surge of sword energy filled the entire arena, leaving a long gash in the arena floor where it passed.
The disciples from various sects watching the battle were extremely shocked. Wan Guiyi's sword energy seemed to be too strong. How could a casual strike have such power?
Even Wu Xiaofan's eyes flickered as he carefully observed the battle unfolding on the field.
Wang Wuxie then looked at Zu An: "Lord Zu, what do you think of Wan Guiyi's swordsmanship?"
The leaders and elders of the other factions also looked at him.
In the past, no one would have cared about his thoughts, let alone asked for his opinion.
But that earth-shattering battle before made people hesitant to treat him as a junior. In addition, he was already holding an important position in the court at a young age, and his future was obviously limitless, so everyone naturally wanted to get on his good side.
"He stands there like a sword, a natural-born swordsman," Zu'an commented, chuckling to himself. In the past, he was always the one fighting to the death in the arena, with the senior experts on the referee's panel offering their critiques. He never imagined that he would now be the one judging others.
Wang Wuxie couldn't help but say to Wan Tongtian, "Brother Wan, you've raised a fine son."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yan Xuehen not far away, her heart filled with regret.
"Not at all," Wan Tongtian said modestly, but he couldn't hide the smugness that was practically wagging his tail.
Master Huoling snorted, clearly becoming more irritated the more powerful Wan Guiyi was: "He uses a sword as well, but I think he's far inferior to Master Zu."
Everyone's expressions froze instantly. "Master, we can't talk like this!"
At this moment, things changed on the kung fu stage. Qiu Chanzi slightly bent his knees, then soared several feet into the air, avoiding Wan Guiyi's sharp attack.
Seeing him hovering in mid-air, many discerning people in the arena frowned, feeling that his move was unwise. Without reaching the Grandmaster level, he could only float briefly, and his agility was greatly reduced when moving in the air. Wouldn't that make him a sitting duck?
Wan Guiyi's sword hilt missed its mark and struck the protective barrier at the edge of the arena. The barrier flashed, and the sword bounced back along the same path. As if he had expected this, he gently grabbed the sword and held it in his hand.
This move was incredibly elegant, drawing admiration from many female disciples. Unfortunately, Wan Guiyi was a straight man and found the women's cheers rather noisy.
He looked up at Qiu Chanzi in the sky, clearly having seen through the opponent's weakness: "You're really courting death!"
He transformed into a streak of light and charged directly towards Qiu Chanzi in the air. He was confident that with the speed of his sword strike, Qiu Chanzi, who was in mid-air with nowhere to grab on, would definitely not be able to dodge it.
Wu Xiaofan just finished off Luo Dongjiang with two palm strikes, so I should be able to do well with a couple of moves myself.
However, his expression quickly froze, because his sure-fire sword strike had missed its mark!
He had already broken through to the Grandmaster level and could float freely in the air. He suddenly turned around and looked behind him.
Qiu Chanzi appeared several dozen feet behind them, and suddenly, circles of blue ripples spread around his body.
Wan Guiyi's scalp tingled. What was going on? Could it be that he could also unleash that kind of heaven-defying sword energy like that Zuan?
Clearly, Zaun's ultimate move that day left an indelible impact on his young mind.
Soon the ripples expanded and grew larger, eventually forming the phantom of a giant cicada behind him, its wings trembling slightly, emitting a series of chilling cicada cries.
The disciples watching nearby suddenly felt their blood and qi churning, and their mood became inexplicably irritable.
Seeing that things were not going well, Wang Wuxie on the referee's stand waved his sleeve, and a faint purple aura enveloped the protective shield of the arena, and the surrounding disciples gradually calmed down.
Wan Guiyi, who was the first to be attacked on the stage, was not so lucky. His whole body trembled, his internal energy became uncontrollably turbulent, his eyes began to turn red, and he looked like he was about to collapse.
"Hehehe, you dodged it." Qiu Chanzi scratched her hair, revealing a smug smile, her eyes brimming with madness.
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