Looking at Li Feichen who was wielding his sword with full force on the stage, Tiantong Taoist looked at Qi Wuhui who was standing next to him with a smug look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, your disciple has great attainments in the way of the sword. He must have inherited your true teachings, right?"

Qi Wuhui laughed and said, "That's right, this person is my second disciple, he is extremely talented, especially in the comprehension of swordsmanship, he has a very high understanding.

At such a young age, he has reached the realm of the third rank of Tianxiang, although he is not as good as the beloved disciple of Tiandao Tongyou.

But at this age, being able to reach this level can already be considered a rare genius."

"hehe……"

Taoist Tiantong just smiled. He could hear the pride in Qi Wuhui's tone.

He glanced at Ye Qiu who was not far away in surprise and found that his expression remained unchanged.

He couldn't help but look towards the stage, wondering how Lin Qingzhu would deal with this sword.

With the sword intent fully activated and the powerful force added, Li Feichen's face was ferocious, and he shouted angrily: "Gather Qi and Slash."

Suddenly, the sword energy swept across and headed straight towards Lin Qingzhu.

Lin Qingzhu remained unmoved, and raised his right hand slightly without even drawing out the Zixia Sword.

"What is she going to do?"

"Under this kind of sword energy, you don't even draw your sword. Isn't that too crazy?"

Everyone was talking about it, and saw Lin Qingzhu shook slightly, and an absolutely crushing force burst out instantly.

"this……"

Everyone was shocked to see that the Zixia sword in her hand, which was not unsheathed, suddenly emitted an astonishing sword intent, and in just a breath, the sword intent was dispelled.

Everyone could vaguely feel that in terms of the terrifying power of swordsmanship, even ten Li Feichens tied together could not compare to her.

"How is this possible..."

Qi Wuhui stood up immediately, his eyes full of disbelief.

Li Feichen's full-strength attack not only prevented Lin Qingzhu from drawing his sword, but also prevented him from even dodging it.

With just a slight shock, Li Feichen's killer move was cracked?

Seeing this scene, even He Wushuang, who was known as a genius in swordsmanship, looked at it in surprise.

"This girl seems to be even more powerful than I thought."

“This sword intent was icy cold and piercing, piercing straight through the soul. In just a moment, it disintegrated all the opponent’s attacks.

This is the first time I have seen such a fighting style. If I were to crack it, would I be able to do it as easily as she did?"

This was an absolute crushing display of swordsmanship skills, simple and crude without any frills.

On the stage, a smile finally appeared on Lin Qingzhu's expressionless face.

"That's enough fun! I guess you don't have any skills, so get off now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she finally took action.

"you……"

Li Feichen was shocked. From the moment Lin Qingzhu made his move, he was surprised to find that he could not catch any glimpse of the other party at all.

She came up to him in an instant and kicked him off the stage with an extremely humiliating kick.

Li Feichen didn't even have the ability to resist.

He is a third-grade Tianxiang.

How could we lose so completely?

Until he stepped down from the ring, he had no idea how he lost.

After a moment, the only figure left on the ring was a handsome figure in fluttering white clothes, cold and elegant.

"Elder Xu."

After the battle, Lin Qingzhu looked at Xu Feng on the side and said coldly.

Xu Feng shook his head, glanced at Li Feichen below the ring, and said, "The second match of the martial arts competition, Lin Qingzhu from Zixia Peak versus Li Feichen from Cangjian Peak, Lin Qingzhu wins."

"puff……"

As Xu Feng announced the result, Qi Wuhui became so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master."

The disciples behind him were shocked and rushed forward to support him. At this time, Qi Wuhui's face turned ashen and his veins were bulging.

Cang Jian Peak lost two games in a row, and it was an extremely humiliating defeat.

Li Feichen walked back to the team in frustration, with his head down, a little afraid to face Qi Wuhui.

He spoke so confidently at the beginning that Qi Wuhui also became confident with him and had already made plans on how to humiliate Ye Qiu.

As a result, after fighting for a long time, he didn't even have the chance to let his opponent draw his sword, but was kicked off the ring by the opponent.

Not only was he embarrassed, but Qi Wuhui's old face was also embarrassed.

It's a good thing that he just praised him in front of the Tiantong people.

Suddenly I felt like I had eaten ten pounds of shit and felt nauseous.

"Master, I'm sorry, I have embarrassed you."

Li Feichen was trembling, not daring to look directly into Qi Wuhui's eyes, feeling extremely ashamed.

"Trash, a bunch of trash."

Qi Wuhui yelled angrily and almost vomited blood again.

Seeing that there were so many fellow disciples present, he could only resist the urge to teach them a lesson. When he got back to the mountain, he would see how he would punish these useless guys.

At this time, Lin Qingzhu slowly walked down from the stage and returned to Ye Qiu to report.

"Master, you have fulfilled your mission and captured him."

Ye Qiu watched the whole fight just now, especially after seeing Qi Wuhui's expression which looked more uncomfortable than eating shit, he almost died of laughter.

Cool.

It feels so good.

I think today was the most enjoyable day in the past ten years.

Ye Qiu never showed his emotions. Although he was happy in his heart, he looked calm and even a little bit guilty.

"Disciple, what did your master tell you? Give your uncle some face and don't be too harsh. Why didn't you listen to your master?"

"That was your uncle's best disciple, a rare genius, and you kicked him off the stage with one kick."

"If it gets out and people know, oh, so the disciple of Hidden Sword Peak is just this? Just this? How will you let your uncle face people in the future?"

Ye Qiu deliberately scolded loudly. When these words came out, Qi Wuhui's old face turned red and veins popped up on his forehead.

"puff……"

Unable to bear the humiliation, he spat out a mouthful of blood and this time fainted completely.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Cangjian Peak panicked. Even Meng Tianzheng couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly walked to Qi Wuhui to check.

I felt relieved when I found out that he was just angry and there was nothing wrong with his body.

"Master Master, what happened to our Master? Is he okay?"

Everyone was anxious, like headless flies, and had no sense of proportion for a moment.

Meng Tianzheng stroked his beard and said, “Your master is fine, he just fainted due to the excessive blood flow to his heart.

You take him back and he will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

When everyone heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. How could they dare to stay here and bring shame upon themselves? They quickly carried Qi Wuhui and returned to the mountain in shame.

Meng Tianzheng shook his head, watched them leave, and then looked at Ye Qiu not far away.

"Alas, I hope that this time, Junior Brother Qi can learn his lesson and not go against him again."

Ye Qiu's few casual words were too destructive.

It would be fine if he was openly humiliating you, but the worst thing is that he appears to be doing it for your own good and to save your face, but in reality he is humiliating you.

What surprised Meng Tianzheng even more was what level of cultivation Lin Qingzhu had reached now?

When Liu Qingfeng came back earlier, he said that Lin Qingzhu personally admitted that he was a Tianxiang rank two.

But now, it seems that it is not the case.

This master and disciple pair are very low-key and both like to keep things secret.

Just like Ye Qiu back then, he hid for ten years before gradually coming to the fore.