After just a few simple moves, Liuli Zhenjun's supposedly superior swordsmanship was nothing more than a three-year-old child playing with a twig in front of Wei Qinghe.
How could Wei Qinghe, a small-time cultivator from a minor family, be so powerful?
No, impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Ah!" With a scream from Liuli Zhenjun, she was unable to dodge the unstoppable jade-like longsword with her swordsmanship, and lost her footing and fell directly off the arena.
Because it was completely unexpected, True Monarch Liuli fell directly onto a pool of black and yellow stuff below the stage, which was probably someone's spirit beast excrement, or the kind that was runny.
She looked up reluctantly, her face obscured by excrement, making her look extremely disgusting.
The battle between the two ended just like that.
The audience immediately erupted in enthusiastic applause.
A minor cultivator defeats a True Lord.
"No, it's impossible, she must have cheated..." Liuli Zhenjun shouted in anguish.
"Judges, Wei Qinghe is cheating!" Liuli Zhenjun, unaware of her current predicament, shouted loudly at the judges' platform.
A strikingly handsome man sat in the center of the judges' panel.
The man had striking eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an extraordinary air of scholarly refinement. The mole at the corner of his left eye added a touch of untamed spirit.
This person is none other than the number one sword cultivator, the Daoist Master Fuyue of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect.
Fuyue Daozun glanced at Liuli Zhenjun with a half-smile. Liuli Zhenjun was somewhat dazed. Could there be such a handsome man in the world, and he was even smiling at her? Could it be that he had taken a liking to her?
"This judge... how could a rogue cultivator from a small family possibly defeat a True Monarch like me from a major sect, Qin Xin Jing?"
A pleasant and magnetic laugh suddenly rang out, and Fuyue Daozun's gaze fell on Wei Qinghe, but he spoke to Liuli Zhenjun.
"A True Monarch of the Qin Xin Realm? Which major sect are you a disciple of?"
Liuli Zhenjun hurriedly got up and said with some pride, "I am Liuli Zhenjun of Qingjian Sect. My father is Xinghui Daozun, the sect leader of Qingjian Sect."
Daoist Fuyue nodded slightly. "So it's the Azure Sword Sect. No wonder..."
Liuli Zhenjun seemed not to understand Fuyue Daozun's meaning. She stared at Wei Qinghe with a sinister look and continued:
"Judges, Wei Qinghe cheated, so her dantian should be destroyed and her spiritual root shattered..."
"Cheating?" Wei Qinghe smiled slightly at Daoist Fuyue, then twirled her sword beautifully. "Why don't you let the remaining nine people from your Qingjian Sect come at me together?"
These words caused an uproar in the audience!
"What? This little girl wants to take on the rest of the Azure Sword Sect in one go?"
"This young lady has quite the spirit. Although we don't know how it will end, her spirit and courage are admirable."
"What's there to admire? She's just an ignorant country bumpkin who thinks she can sweep the entire competition after winning once."
"I think so too. Only when you really suffer a loss do you realize how ridiculous you are, like a frog in a well."
"I can take on the Azure Sword Sect one-on-one." That magnetic, gentle voice rang out again.
Daoist Fuyue agreed. He hadn't seen Wei Qinghe for five years and wanted to see how Wei Qinghe's swordsmanship had improved.
However, the onlookers did not believe that Daoist Fuyue wanted to see Wei Qinghe's progress; they thought that Daoist Fuyue wanted to give Wei Qinghe a chance to suffer.
Wei Qinghe: "Thank you, Venerable Fuyue!"
Only then did Liuli Zhenjun realize that this man with unparalleled beauty was actually Fuyue Daozun, the number one sword cultivator!
Liuli Zhenjun flipped over and went back onto the arena. Logically, it should have ended when he was knocked off the stage, and the other nine members of Qingjian Sect should have gone up. However, at Fuyue Daozun's signal, no one stopped him.
"Wei Qinghe, you asked for this!"
Dai Xingyu and the other Qingjian Sect disciples also went onto the arena, looking like they wanted to kill Wei Qinghe.
Dai Xingyu looked at Wei Qinghe meaningfully. He had suffered a loss at Wei Qinghe's hands before, but he could comfort himself that he had suffered a loss because he was caught off guard.
But this time, he witnessed the battle between Wei Qinghe and Liuli Zhenjun with his own eyes.
Liuli Zhenjun used ninety percent of his power in every move, but it couldn't cause any damage to Wei Qinghe at all. Instead, he was completely overwhelmed.
However, he was confident that he could defeat Wei Qinghe in this ten-person battle.
"Set up the formation!" Lord Liuli roared, and the disciples of Qingjian Sect immediately surrounded Wei Qinghe and quickly set up a sword formation.
As soon as the killing formation was unleashed, the audience below immediately began to discuss it.
"Isn't the Azure Sword Sect going a bit too far? They've set up a killing formation for a mere arena match. Are they trying to kill Wei Qinghe?"
"Wei Qinghe may be arrogant, but surely she doesn't need to use this killing formation against her?"
"Wei Qinghe is so arrogant, how can we not teach her a lesson?"
The Lingzong disciples, however, remained calm and showed no concern for their junior sister.
The disciples of the Azure Sword Sect unleashed a barrage of sword strikes, aiming at Wei Qinghe from different directions.
Wei Qinghe was trapped in the formation, but there was no fear on her face. All that could be seen was the dazzling light of the jade-like longsword in her hand.
As if the spirit sword had come to life, a series of sharp sword energies were activated and burst forth like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, striking the longswords of the Qingjian Sect disciples. With a few crisp clangs, the longswords were broken in half.
Some disciples were knocked away on the spot, crashing heavily to the ground and immediately spitting out blood.
One strike and it's broken!
The girl's moist, cherry-like lips curved slightly, outlining a sweet arc.
"True Lord Liuli, Dai Xingyu, it's finally your turn."
With a gentle flick of her jade-like longsword, a ball of energy immediately gathered in front of her, containing powerful sword energy.
Liuli Zhenjun thought to himself that something was wrong and tried to avoid it, but found that his legs felt like they were filled with lead.
The sword energy shot out with the force of thunder, boom!
Liuli Zhenjun and Dai Xingyu were blasted away by the powerful sword energy, and felt pain in their internal organs.
The two fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood and nearly fainting, but the intense pain from their injuries kept them awake.
The Qingjian Sect disciples were wiped out in a ten-on-one battle.
"Clap clap clap..." Loud applause rang out, and everyone came to their senses. They saw Daoist Fuyue clapping with a smile on his lips.
"It's been five years since we last met. Fellow Daoist Wei's swordsmanship has improved considerably."
More applause erupted; it turned out to be from the cultivators who had left the Nanfeng Sect, who had been watching Wei Qinghe make her move the whole time.
"Well done, Fellow Daoist Wei. Those shameless people deserve a good lesson."
"Fellow Daoist Wei is mighty."
Liuli Zhenjun barely managed to get up. She staggered and looked at Wei Qinghe, whose face and body were covered in monster excrement, making people feel disgusted.
Previously, it was said that Wei Qinghe cheated, but now Wei Qinghe is fighting against ten opponents alone. With so many eyes watching, if she really cheated, she would have been discovered long ago. So Wei Qinghe is really amazing.
"You, you actually know Daoist Fuyue, who exactly are you?"
Only now has the True Lord of Glazed Glass begun to suspect Wei Qinghe's identity.
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