At this time, a noise broke out in the audience.
"Oh my god, Lin Yu was defeated just like that? And the defeat was so quick and easy?"
"The most terrifying thing is that Senior Brother Lin Yulin even used the forbidden method of our sect. Under such circumstances, he was still unable to win. How strong is Senior Brother Qin Haitian?"
"Even if the other two brothers can break through, can they defeat Brother Qin? I feel unsure!"
"Unless one of the other two can break through to the monarch realm, there is hope!"
"That's right, but it's not that easy to break through to the monarch realm!"
"That's true. It's really hard to break through to the Monarch Realm!"
“Tsk tsk, Senior Brother Qin is indeed a terrifying existence that causes strange phenomena in heaven and earth as soon as he enters the door!”
At the same time, the outcome of a battle on another battlefield was decided, and the winner was Lei Wanjun.
......
"Qin Haitian, Lei Wanjun, your winner will become the next Holy Son of the sect!" Yu Nishang, who personally presided over the selection competition, said calmly.
Although she hoped that her little man could become the Son of God, since Qin Haitian had decided to participate in the Son of God selection competition and even took the initiative to propose it, if Qin Haitian lost, she could not risk disapproval and forcibly change the rules.
Otherwise, where is her prestige as the leader?
Then, Qin Haitian's figure flashed and rushed onto the stage like a gust of wind.
Following closely behind, Lei Wanjun also jumped onto the stage. Boom! When he flashed onto the stage, the entire sky suddenly darkened.
The ancient sword with lightning patterns and chains wrapped around his waist vibrated hummingly, and dull thunder came from the clouds.
"Junior Brother Qin." Lei Wanjun stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and the chains wrapped around the sword broke into pieces. His voice was extremely powerful: "You are very strong, but I'm sorry, you are not my opponent! If you admit defeat obediently, perhaps you can retain some dignity!"
"You'll know whether he's your opponent after the fight! If you're too arrogant, you'll be embarrassed when you lose!" Qin Haitian showed a faint smile.
"Hmph, Junior Brother, you are so confident and contented. I hope you won't let me down or collapse at the slightest provocation!" Lei Wanjun's stern voice rang out.
“Boom!”
Nine purple thunderbolts struck the four corners of the arena, turning into thunder cages.
The shadow of a thunder dragon leaped on the blade of Lei Wanjun's sword, and every step he took left a charred footprint on the bluestone: "This Thunder Punishment Sword once drank the blood of seventy-three martial kings. Today..."
"Brother Lei," Qin Haitian suddenly interrupted, "There are sesame seeds from breakfast on your collar."
There was a moment of surprise in the audience, followed by a burst of suppressed laughter.
Lei Wanjun's face turned ashen, and the Thunder Punishment Sword burst out with dazzling lightning. The seventh move of the Thunder Punishment Sword Technique, 'Thunder Prison Heavenly Punishment', was launched brazenly. Hundreds of lightning sword shadows intertwined into a net, and each sword light carried the power of heavenly punishment. This was the power that only those who had cultivated the Thunder Punishment Sword Technique to the realm of "punishing on behalf of heaven" could have.
This is a supreme sword technique.
Although it is not as good as the Infinite Galaxy Sword Technique, but when this sword technique is practiced to perfection, it is more powerful than the god-level sword techniques that have not been practiced to perfection!
In addition, Lei Wanjun possesses the body of thunder, and the power of his thunder sword technique is even more terrifying than the power of his god-level Infinite Galaxy Sword Technique.
Facing Lei Wanjun's killing move, Qin Haitian closed his eyes.
The Human Emperor Sword was suspended in front of him and spun rapidly, with spots of light lighting up one after another on the hilt.
When the lightning net was about to hit him, he suddenly held the Human Emperor Sword and performed a terrifying sword move. This move was exactly from the Infinite Galaxy Sword Art - 'The Stars Move'.
The lightning in the sky suddenly froze, and then flowed along the direction of the Big Dipper.
Lei Wanjun was shocked to find that the lightning he had slashed out was actually channeled into the Zhoutian Star Constellation and transformed into the energy of Qin Haitian's sword formation.
The ancestors watching the fight gasped. This move of returning the favor in the same way required extremely high attainments in both Galaxy Sword Technique and Thunder Technique, otherwise it would be impossible to do this.
"I'll give it back to you." Qin Haitian raised the Human Emperor Sword suddenly, and then thunder mixed with the power of the stars surged out.
Purple lightning and silver stars interweave into a roaring purple thunder dragon, and the thunder dragon roars, shaking the mountains and rivers.
Lei Wanjun bit his middle finger and drew a bloody rune on the Lei Fa sword. A terrifying vision seemed to appear behind him. A strange-looking creature with eight arms waved all eight arms, each holding a thunder drum, electric halberd and other magical weapons, and collided with the Thunder Dragon with a loud bang.
Boom!
The entire arena collapsed in the dazzling white light, and the light curtain that rose automatically from the mountain protection formation was cracked.
When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone saw an unbelievable scene - Lei Wanjun was half-kneeling on the ground, with the Thunder Punishment Sword inserted three feet in front of him and shaking violently.
The tip of Qin Haitian's sword was right on his Adam's apple, and a trickle of blood rolled down the edge of the sword.
"You lose." When Qin Haitian put away his sword, a piece of his green shirt fell from the air.
It turned out that in the previous fight, the last ray of Lei Wanjun's sword energy still cut through his collar.
Lei Wanjun stared at the piece of cloth that slowly fell to the ground, and suddenly laughed: "Great! Junior Brother Qin, you really deserve to be the most talented disciple in the history of our Xinghe Sect. I am convinced that you are the Holy Son! No, I should call you Senior Brother Qin now!"
However, there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. He knew that after this defeat, he would never have the chance to snatch the Saint Li Qingyue away from Qin Haitian.
Yes, it can be said that there are some male cultivators in the Xinghe Sect who don’t like Li Qingyue, but they are very few.
Lei Wanjun was no exception.
"Senior Brother Lei is also very good!" Qin Haitian said lightly, made a sword flower, and then inserted the Human Emperor Sword into the scabbard.
He wasn't overly sarcastic.
Because, they are from the same school, he doesn't want to make things difficult for his woman, Yu Nishang.
"Ding~~~ Defeat the Son of Destiny Lei Wanjun and plunder 2 million points of luck."
Qin Haitian felt somewhat guilty. He would not be in the Xinghe Sect for long. Wasn't he being unfair to the Xinghe Sect by always plundering its fortune?
After all, his two women, one is the head of the Xinghe Sect, one is the saint of the Xinghe Sect, and the other is Lin Chuxue, who also joined the sect before. Although she did not learn anything in the Xinghe Sect, Qin Haitian did not want to take advantage of the Xinghe Sect too much.
Just pick some appropriately!
Well, look what a good villain he is!
Ahem, that's decent!
Well, the system forced him to be a villain, but he always wanted to be a decent guy. Even though the process was full of ups and downs, he remained sincere. He killed and suppressed the geniuses only because those geniuses were disobedient and wanted to make trouble for him and want to ride on his neck.
Of course he would resist!
Good people also have their own stubbornness and temper.
"Congratulations, Qin Haitian, you will become the 88th Holy Son of the Xinghe Sect!" Sect Master Yu Nishang looked at her little man Qin Haitian with a serious smile on her face, and spoke slowly.
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for becoming the Holy Son of the Xinghe Sect within a hundred years. The mission has been completed. You will receive a reward: a mysterious gift package! Please check it!" At the same time, the system's voice sounded.
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