Early morning, Guiyi Sect, Xiaozhong Peak.
The sun was shining brightly and the sky was cloudless.
There are a total of 5 first-class sects, 2 near-first-class sects and 7 second-class sects participating in the sect competition.
Everyone has now gathered here.
As the organizer of this competition, Guiyi Sect naturally took on the role of presiding over it.
True Monarch Ziyan stood up and said loudly:
"The time has come, the sect competition officially begins."
Swords have no eyes; let each accept its own fate.
If a dangerous situation arises, the elders of the sect can choose to lend a hand.
However, their sect will automatically be judged to have lost the entire competition.
A total of 98 people competed in this competition, with 70 participating in the individual events.
Now, the draw will begin.
The participants from each sect have already stepped onto the arena.
As soon as True Monarch Ziyan finished speaking, a disciple of the Guiyi Sect went over with a lottery box.
After everyone had drawn their lots, the lottery box with the pre-set match order was taken out.
This lottery box is no ordinary object; it captures a corner of heavenly secrets and can perfectly avoid internal sect conflicts.
True Monarch Ziyan reached out and slowly took out a slip of paper from the lottery box.
"2 against 69".
Qi Ye was quite excited.
Unexpectedly, he hit the jackpot right away, holding number 69 in his hand.
But upon seeing his opponent, he couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety.
Qingyun Temple, Bai Shouyi.
The only late-stage Nascent Soul Realm player in this competition!
In less than 50 years, he touched the threshold of the Out-of-Body Realm.
This can be described as absolutely astounding and brilliant in the entire history of cultivation.
Although Qi Ye was arrogant, he would never dare to say that he was certain of victory against him.
The others had already left the ring, and the two stood 150 meters apart.
Bai Shouyi wore a gray Taoist robe and a jade crown, his face showing neither sorrow nor joy.
He held a long, silver-white sword in his hand and appeared to be harmless.
But who among those present dared to underestimate him?
Qi Ye has also summoned his natal flying sword.
The crimson flying sword above his head emitted an excited sword cry.
This also represents Qiye's feelings at this moment.
Sword cultivators have never been afraid of battle.
The stronger the opponent, the more their potential is stimulated.
The array patterns around the arena lit up.
A great battle is about to begin.
The two sized each other up, neither rushing to make a move.
Bai Shouyi sized up Qi Ye and said:
"The sword cultivator is indeed impressive; he remains highly motivated even when facing an opponent two levels higher than himself."
Qi Ye chuckled and said, "High cultivation level does not necessarily mean strong combat ability. Fighting against opponents of higher levels is a specialty of us sword cultivators."
"Very well then, let's begin."
After saying this, Bai Shouyi stomped his foot and charged towards Qi Ye.
Sword cultivators excel at long-range attacks but are weak in defense.
Qingyun Temple excels at close-quarters combat.
The 150-meter-wide arena is quite disadvantageous for sword cultivators.
Normally, sword cultivators would rely on speed and agility to create distance and fight from a distance.
Taking the enemy's head from a thousand miles away is the proper way for a swordsman to fight.
But Qi Ye's response exceeded everyone's expectations; he also charged towards Bai Shouyi!
Upon seeing this, Zhu Yunshan immediately burst into mockery.
Li Yaoyang shook his head and said, "Utterly foolish. To abandon one's own advantages and go head-to-head with an opponent whose cultivation is higher than one's own is a path to death."
Zhu Yunfang nodded in agreement, saying, "It seems that the level of this year's Shushan Sword Sect disciples is nothing special. They have the skill level but no brains. I estimate that they will be defeated by Bai Shouyi in less than ten moves."
"I estimate he'll be taken down in five moves. Close combat is Qingyun Temple's forte."
"Three moves. You missed one point: close combat is the area where sword cultivators are least proficient."
The two people on the field naturally couldn't hear what these people were saying.
Even if he heard it, Qiye would not change his choice.
Sword cultivators excel at offense but are weak in defense, and their space to maneuver on such a small arena is limited.
A prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat and destruction; such a defeat is only a matter of time.
Since that's the case, then I'll choose to attack!
A distance of 150 meters is just a step away for the two people at their respective speeds.
In an instant, their swords clashed violently.
A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Bai Shouyi's usually calm face.
The opponent's strength was unexpectedly high!
After parrying the sword, Qi Ye quickly flicked upwards and then thrust forward with his other hand.
Bai Shouyi turned around and deflected the attacking blade with his longsword.
Just as he was about to lunge forward, he felt a tightness on his back.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a crimson longsword thrusting towards his back.
I almost forgot that the other party is from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect and has a natal flying sword!
Bai Shouyi also uses a sword, but he does not have a natal flying sword.
That is a unique inheritance belonging to the Shushan Sword Sect.
This is one of the reasons why various sects are targeting the Shushan Sword Sect.
Everyone wants to get a share of the spoils in the secret realm of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.
Bai Shouyi's left hand was wreathed in azure energy as he twisted his body and punched the tip of the crimson longsword.
His right hand wasn't idle either. While deflecting the longsword in Qi Ye's hand, he swung his sword again using the force of his turn.
A massive cyan sword aura shot straight towards Qiye.
Qi Ye dared not be negligent and gripped the sword hilt with both hands to parry with all his might.
With a tremendous roar, Qiye slid backward for more than 50 meters before finally coming to a stop.
"Your strength has exceeded my expectations. I won't hold back from now on."
No sooner had Bai Shouyi finished speaking than he reappeared in front of Qi Ye!
The longsword danced in his hand, and huge cyan sword energies formed a massive sword net, continuously slashing towards Qi Ye.
"I have a sword that can break all laws."
A crimson longsword appeared behind Qi Ye as if by teleportation, and a giant sword phantom that seemed to pierce through heaven and earth materialized.
Flames erupted from Qi Ye's arm as he slashed fiercely at Bai Shouyi!
The giant sword phantom slashed towards Bai Shouyi at the same time as Qi Ye's movements.
The cyan sword energy vanished the moment it touched the giant sword phantom, and the sword net was torn in half.
"Well done! The law of heaven and earth applies!"
Bai Shouyi roared, his whole body steaming with green energy.
As the azure energy surged, a gigantic figure wielding a long sword materialized directly behind him.
The figure swung down with his longsword, colliding with the flaming longsword.
The immense impact caused Qi Ye and Bai Shouyi's clothes to flutter wildly in the wind.
Just as Bai Shouyi was about to make another move, Qi Ye had already appeared in front of him in an instant.
Before he could react, a fist broke through his protective aura and landed on his lower abdomen!
"boom!"
The physical strength of the Qingyun Sect members was indeed formidable; the punch landed directly on their lower abdomen, producing a tremendous sound.
Although Bai Shouyi was not seriously injured by the punch, his body was uncontrollably sent flying into the air.
The longsword in Qiye's hand was wreathed in flames.
He swung his sword repeatedly at Bai Shouyi in the sky.
Sword energies composed of flames continuously struck Bai Shouyi's body, eventually forming a huge fireball in the air.
With both hands raised high, spiritual energy continuously converged into the longsword in their hands.
As spiritual energy gathered, the originally crimson flames turned orange-yellow.
Qi Ye's gaze sharpened, and he forcefully slashed out with both hands.
A massive, crescent-shaped, orange-yellow sword aura shot straight towards the fireball in the sky.
"boom!"
A tremendous explosion resounded through the sky, and the fireball burst open!
The entire arena space instantly turned into a sea of fire!
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