Guo Huai chuckled and said, "The first disciple I send out is Mo Wen, who has been with the Chongxian Sect for 40 years and is currently at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm."
Upon hearing the roll call, a tall, burly man who appeared to be just over two meters tall and was shirtless stepped out from the queue at Chongxian Gate.
Mo Wen's bare upper body was covered with numerous crisscrossing scars, clearly indicating that he had been through many battles.
After bowing slightly to Guo Huai, he looked arrogantly at the group of Sword Sect disciples.
Shenqing Zhenjun glanced down and saw that all the disciples in the Nascent Soul Realm were eager to try.
Even in the eyes of several high-level Golden Core cultivators, there was an undisguised fighting spirit.
Guo Huai said from the side, "In my opinion, you should choose the leader of your sect. Mo Wen's technique is extremely powerful, and most people probably can't withstand it."
Shenqing Zhenjun was too lazy to pay attention to this arrogant person.
If this were in the past, Ningyue would have been the one to go.
But after my junior brother's cramming, my Shushan Sword Sect is no longer the Sword Sect it once was!
Underestimating us will definitely come at a price!
"Liu Yun, you go."
Upon hearing his name, Liu Yun was overjoyed.
Others either envied or offered their blessings, while some cursed his good luck, but no one seemed to care about him.
Just a few days ago, he successfully passed the Nascent Soul Tribulation.
The current Calamity Demons are just experience points in the eyes of the Sword Sect disciples. Liu Yun was extremely lucky to encounter one with 500 years of cultivation.
This allowed him to not only slay the demon and overcome the Nascent Soul Tribulation, but also gain a considerable amount of experience for leveling up.
Not only did he solidify his realm, but he also made considerable progress in the initial stage.
Liu Yun leaped onto the martial arts stage, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "Liu Yun, an inner disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, has been on the mountain for 35 years and is at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul Realm."
Mo Wen's eyes were unusually cold, looking at Liu Yun as if he were looking at a dead man.
He spoke softly, his voice booming like a drum.
"I've killed at least eight or ten Nascent Soul stage cultivators, including many prodigies from various sects. Did your sect send you here to die?"
Liu Yun was born with an exceptionally beautiful appearance.
Standing tall and elegant, Mo Wen's imposing aura stirred up a gust of wind that made his long robe flutter loudly.
His long hair danced in the wind behind him, making him look like an immortal descended to earth.
He wasn't annoyed, and chuckled, "Who will die is uncertain. The sword techniques of the Shu Mountain cultivators are unparalleled in the world. If we manage to stab a few holes in you, don't go back to the sect crying."
Mo Wen's gaze was so cold it seemed it could freeze Liu Yun to death.
"I don't know if your swordsmanship is sharp or not, but your mouth is certainly sharp. I hope you can still be this arrogant in a moment."
Shenqing Zhenjun had already set up a protective barrier around them, and turned to ask Guo Huai, "How far has this competition progressed?"
Guo Huai had a faint smile on his lips, which, combined with his sunny and handsome appearance, made him seem very cheerful, but the words he spoke were cold and piercing.
"The rules of the sect competition are naturally either admit defeat or die. But such a dry competition is not very interesting. How about adding some prizes?"
Shenqing Zhenjun frowned slightly upon hearing this, as the other party's words seemed to have a hint of hindsight.
You only bring up the prize now that everything's about to start? Are you afraid we'll back out of the competition if you mention it first?
What's the prize?
"Let's use the secret realm as a wager. If my sect wins, the right to use the secret realm you win will belong to us. If your Sword Sect wins, the right to use the secret realm we win will naturally belong to you. How about it?"
Shenqing Zhenjun nodded in agreement.
He turned around and announced loudly, "This duel is a matter of life and death. The winner will have the right to use the secret realm won by the opponent. I now declare the duel open!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two people on the martial arts stage immediately made a move.
On Liu Yun's side, a pale blue longsword hung above his head, and then disappeared in a flash.
Instead, a wind raged across the entire training ground.
Liu Yun's figure had completely disappeared into the wind.
Then, sword shadows from all directions began to attack Mo Wen.
Mo Wen was radiating blood-red energy. The sword shadows made a "clanging" sound after piercing the edge of the energy shield, but they could not penetrate Mo Wen's energy shield.
Mo Wenkai scoffed, "Sword cultivators are said to have unparalleled attack power, but this is nothing special. They can't even scratch my itch, let alone break through my protective aura."
Liu Yun did not answer, but the wind in the arena grew even stronger.
Using the wind to his advantage, his attacks became even more ferocious.
Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully examined his protective aura.
The originally undamaged qi was now riddled with tiny, rice-grain-sized dents from the sword energy.
With such a dense attack, my protective aura will probably break down in a little while.
A hint of panic involuntarily crept into his eyes.
But there's nothing else he can do now. The other person's movements are very strange, and he still hasn't been able to find their location.
Shenqing Zhenjun nodded slightly as he observed the battle unfolding on the field.
Liu Yun's Qingfeng Sword Formation can already be considered as having reached the initial stage.
Guo Huai kept his eyes narrowed as he stared at Liu Yun.
With his advanced Tribulation Realm cultivation, he could naturally see Liu Yun's condition.
However, after comparing the information with the competition details in his mind, he discovered that this person was not the one that the Sword Sect had sent to participate in the sect competition last time.
He casually remarked to Shenqing Zhenjun, "This disciple shouldn't be one of your sect's candidates for the sect competition, right?"
Shenqing Zhenjun chuckled and said, "Those disciples were injured during the competition and are still recovering. It's alright if they don't participate."
Guo Huai glanced at the calm-faced Shenqing Zhenjun, wondering where this guy got his confidence from.
He sneered inwardly but said nothing more.
The disciples from the Sword Sect who were watching the battle also began to discuss it amongst themselves.
"Senior Brother Liuyun's move was amazing! That big oaf couldn't even touch his shadow."
"Senior Brother Liuyun's talent was not weak to begin with, and with the help of Junior Uncle, it is normal for him to have this strength."
"But he was really lucky. He alone provided over 100 cabbages for Junior Uncle. He ate quite a bit of that stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, slurp..."
"...You really didn't need to make that last slurp."
"Is that something I can control? I'm really craving it. Every time I sing it, one of those cabbages dies. It's infuriating!"
"Isn't it because your singing sounds like a wolf howling? Not only can cabbage not stand it, but even I want to punch you when I hear it."
"Stop talking nonsense and watch the match properly. The opponent's protective aura is about to break. Let's see how Senior Brother Liuyun deals with it."
In the arena, Liu Yun's sword energy rained down on Mo Wen like a storm, leaving Mo Wen with no chance to use his strength despite his power.
This is also the disgusting thing about sword cultivators; as long as their spiritual energy doesn't run out, these offensive moves will never stop.
Although there was some danger involved, Mo Wen wasn't too worried.
With such a powerful attack from the opponent, he couldn't possibly hold out for long!
After all, he was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, while I was at the middle stage. In a contest of spiritual power, I was definitely the better choice... damn it!
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