The four major sects and the eight great families all developed over thousands of years. Among the eight great families, except for the Mo family and the Wei family, which have a long history, the other six families do not have a very deep foundation. However, the Bai family, the leader, has produced three Mahayana cultivators in a row. One of them is even in the late Mahayana stage!
The strength of the four major sects is also quite powerful.
Under such circumstances, although Taihua Mountain is still the leader of the righteous path, it can no longer suppress the heroes like it did ten thousand years ago.
Although Bai Chi's words were beautiful, they were still a provocation. However, in response to this, the Peak Master of Haoming Peak, Venerable Guanglingzi, laughed heartily and said, "It's just a duel. If you want to compete, then compete. What's there to be shy about?"
These words surprised Bai Qi. He didn't expect the other party to agree so quickly.
Guanglingzi looked at Luo Jianqing and asked, "How about it, Jianqing? Do you dare to accept the challenge? I heard that Xiaoqi from the Bai family just entered the Nascent Soul stage last year. He wouldn't bully those at a lower level, so he must be here to challenge you."
In one sentence, the rules were set: challenges are allowed, but they must be challenges of people at the same level or above!
Luo Jianqing looked at Guanglingzi with understanding, then glanced at Haoxingzi, then stood up and said, "Disciple accepts the challenge!"
As soon as the words fell, Bai Qi swung his folding fan and said with a smile, "Please!"
Seeing the other handsome young man's demeanor, Luo Jianqing raised an eyebrow, a laugh escaped his nose, and he tiptoed onto the fighting stage. The next moment, Bai Qi also flew up and stood in front of Luo Jianqing.
Under the vast sky, Cangshuang Peak stood tall among the mountains, reaching straight into the sky. In the hundred-foot square in front of Lingyun Palace, thousands of eyes were focused on the fighting arena.
I saw two white figures standing opposite each other. One of them was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, beautiful jade pendants, a thick jewel belt around his waist, and even the jade hairpin in his hair was made of hundred-year-old ice jade, which could be considered a magic weapon.
The other person was wearing the simplest white Taoist robe and a simple white belt around his waist. Apart from the plain jade hairpin in his hair, the only decoration on his body was the jade disciple badge hanging around his waist.
However, when Luo Jianqing stepped onto the fighting stage, it was as if the shimmering clouds and mists in the sky were overshadowed, drawing all the light from the heavens and earth towards him, a pure and elegant aura. He stood there quietly, like the most beautiful painting in the world, with impeccable features and a delicate, elegant demeanor. He was truly handsome and radiant.
On the other hand, Bai Qi was considered a prominent figure among the younger generation in Xuantian Continent. He ranked seventh among the Bai family's sons, and his strength was second only to Bai Ji, the fourth son of the Bai family. In the past, Bai Qi was considered handsome and suave, but today, standing here, he was completely a background figure.
"Can Senior Luo defeat the Seventh Young Master of the Bai Family?"
"What do you know? The Seventh Young Master of the Bai Family has only just entered the Nascent Soul stage for a year, but Senior Luo has been there for two years."
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that within the Bai family, the Seventh Young Master has incredibly good resources, only slightly inferior to the Fourth Young Master. He possesses a vast array of cultivation resources, and is said to have numerous magical treasures and techniques."
"Anyway, Senior Luo is so handsome, I support him!"
Listening to the discussions in the stands, Bai Qi, who had been pretending to be deep and serious, gradually turned sour. He took out his spear and looked at Luo Jianqing, who smiled back at him.
The referee elder shouted: "The fight begins!"
The next moment, Bai Qi charged forward with his spear, moving at breakneck speed, transforming into a series of shadowy figures as he pressed towards Luo Jianqing. From the outset, he had held nothing back, attacking with all his might. His spear's speed was so swift it was impossible to discern. Among the Taihua Mountain disciples, only Zuo Yunmo and Wei Qiongyin could discern any clues; the disciples in the stands could only witness the ferocious spear strokes.
The spear shadows rushed towards Luo Jianqing in an overwhelming manner, blocking every escape route. Each move was ruthless, aiming directly at the vital points, but no one stopped them, because fighting was about giving one's all, and at the last moment, the elders would naturally interrupt the fight and rescue the seriously injured.
Luo Jianqing tapped his toes and dodged left and right. He was not moving very fast, as if he was just strolling leisurely. Amidst the dense swarm of gun shadows, he was the only one who seemed relaxed, which amazed everyone.
An elder from a small sect sighed, "Luo Jianqing is truly amazing. He's actually cultivated the Taihua Mountain's 'Pingzong Step' to such a high level. He's probably already reached the second level! Wonderful! Wonderful! Truly wonderful!"
"Yes! Judging from his condition, he's probably not far from achieving the third realm!"
Bai Qi repeatedly stabbed at Luo Jianqing, who effortlessly dodged. After a moment, Bai Qi sensed something was amiss and slammed his palm down on the spear. He formed hand seals with his hands and silently chanted a spell. Suddenly, the spear took on a white jade-like hue. The entire dark iron shaft seemed to transform into white jade, radiating a dazzling hue.
Someone exclaimed: "What's wrong with this gun?"
A disciple of the Bai family said proudly, "This is our Bai family's 'Seven Spears of the Bai Family'. The Seventh Young Master has already mastered the third spear, White Snow Blossoms!"
Everyone exclaimed in amazement.
On the fighting stage, the white jade spear spun relentlessly, stirring up a whirlwind like a violent storm, blowing Luo Jianqing's robes away. Light-colored petals gradually drifted down from the sky, plum blossoms falling silently, only to be obscured by the vast expanse of snow. Only endless white snow remained between heaven and earth.
boom!
A shot is fired, and the snow plum thorns!
The white snow and plum blossoms pierced Luo Jianqing with that stunning shot, their momentum shocking. Unexpectedly, Luo Jianqing stood motionless, watching the shot coming towards him with a faint smile. When the shot was about to reach him, he suddenly raised his hand, put his fingers together, and gently waved it away.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
