Jian Chenzi vs. Yang Taishan

Song Chang was a playboy who lost his virginity at a young age without his parents' knowledge. However, thanks to his good family background and abundant resources, his cultivation speed did not fall too far behind.

At this moment, seeing the beautiful Yang Taixuan standing before him, a strange light flashed in Song Chang's eyes. Such a beauty was quite rare even in the sect.

Yang Taixuan naturally felt Song Chang's lecherous gaze, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything.

"The duel begins!" the referee announced.

Song Chang made the first move, raising his right hand to summon a folding fan-shaped Law Artifact.

With a slight waving of the folding fan, streaks of azure Wind Blade swept in with tremendous force.

Seeing this, Yang Taixuan remained calm. With her strength, she could dispel the Wind Blades without even using any magical Law Artifacts.

However, remembering her father's instructions, Yang Taixuan pursed her lips and chose to remain passive and defensive.

A small cyan tower floated overhead, and a light curtain descended, blocking the whistling wind Wind Blades.

Seeing this, Song Chang immediately pressed his advantage, repeatedly fanning himself with his folding fan, creating a flurry of Wind Blades that lashed out at Yang Taixuan.

In their battle, Yang Taixuan was consistently at a disadvantage, and was ultimately defeated on the spot when Song Chang broke through her defensive barrier with a single Law Technique.

"Song Chang this duel!" the referee announced indifferently.

"What?! The Azure Phoenix Fairy, who swept through everything, actually lost? How is that possible!"

"I don't believe it either, but the facts are undeniable: Azure Phoenix Fairy has indeed lost!"

"Alas, it turns out we were just being delusional. No matter how powerful the Yang Household is, how can they compare to the Luochuan Sect? Our carefully nurtured clansmen were actually defeated by an unknown disciple of theirs!"

After the duel ended, the numerous cultivators below the stage erupted in uproar and discussion.

Hearing these sounds, Yang Taixuan felt a surge of irritation, her fair face tense up.

Seeing this, the second brother, Yang Taishi, quickly stepped forward to comfort her, and after a few silly antics, he managed to make his sister laugh again.

However, at this moment, Song Chang, who had won the contest, put on a polite demeanor and walked straight over.

"My name is Song Chang. May I invite Sister Qingluan to tour Purple Moon Mountain with me?" He bowed slightly, unfolded his folding fan, and placed it in front of his chest.

"How dare you call me 'Sister Qingluan'?" A deep voice rang out, casting a shadow.

Song Chang looked up and saw Yang Taishan staring at him with a dark face and a hostile expression.

"So it's Brother Taishan. My sister Qingluan and I became friends after a fight. Although she lost to me, her strength is still quite good. It's just that she didn't grasp some of the details of the battle. If she could tour Purple Moon Mountain with me, I could teach her some fighting techniques!" Song Chang said with a bit of pride.

"No need," Yang Taishan said. "My sister's skills are not yet proficient, and the Lineage will naturally provide instruction. You don't need to worry about her!"

"Lineage instruction? Heh, how can your Golden Core Household, the Yang Household family, compare to my Luochuan Sect? You're utterly ignorant!" Rejected without any mercy, Song Chang's face darkened. After leaving behind these words, he flicked his sleeves and left with feigned nonchalance.

"This guy really thinks Third Sister can't beat him," Yang Taishi said in a low voice, his eyes filled with deep mockery.

"Ignore him and let him continue to be arrogant. One day, he'll suffer a great loss because of it!" Yang Taishan said with a faint smile.

The contest of wits continued, and before long, Yang Taishi took the stage.

The result was predictable: he was defeated by an elite disciple of the Luochuan Sect, causing the Combat Cultivator to shake their heads in disbelief.

On the Luochuan Sect's side, the disciples who had been dining on the fourth floor of the Purple Moon Restaurant were also discussing the matter animatedly.

The younger male cultivators looked disdainful and said, "I was quite wary of them before, but it turns out these so-called Yang Clan's Three Heroes are nothing special. Their previous reputation was probably just hype from the Yang Household."

The young female cultivator beside her chuckled softly, her words tinged with sarcasm and jealousy, "That title of 'Azure Phoenix Fairy'? I think she should lose it. She has such a grand name for nothing, but her strength is utterly mediocre; she's just pretty!"

"We must not be careless. I have a feeling that the Yang Household is deliberately holding back. The methods that the Yang Clan's Three Heroes used in the Lineage Grand Competition before have only been revealed in a small part in this battle," the older disciple said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, you're overthinking it. What would they gain by letting us win? Didn't they say the Yang Household has the backing of the Four Symbols Legacy and isn't afraid of my Luochuan Sect? If they're not afraid, why would they let us win? Isn't that a contradiction?" the young man said, frowning.

He felt that his senior brother was overthinking things. It was clearly the Yang Household's own weakness that was causing him to worry and add to his burden.

"I hope so..." The older man sighed and said nothing more.

Soon, the battle among those at the Qi Refining Realm reached its final stage, and it was Yang Taishan's turn, the strongest among them.

He strode onto the stage, his imposing figure standing there like a mountain peak, exuding a majestic aura.

The one who appeared in the Luochuan Sect was a handsome and otherworldly young man dressed in a brocade robe, with a white jade pendant at his waist and a long sword with a sheath in his hand.

This person was also around fifteen years old, with a Qi Refining Great Perfection Qi Refining level, and an exceptionally sharp Sword Intent surrounded him.

On the high platform, True Person Tianyun smiled with a hint of pride, "This is Jian Chenzi of my Luochuan Sect, Sword Dao who has already comprehended Sword Intent at such a young age."

Yang Tianyou's pupils brightened slightly, within which endless mysterious runes intertwined. His gaze lowered, then returned after a moment.

"So he's Innate Sword Body..." he murmured to himself. He then offered a compliment. "It's truly a blessing for Luochuan Commandery that our Upper Sect has such a prodigy."

"Hehe..." True Person Tianyun chuckled lightly, but inwardly he was quite pleased with the compliment.

On the other side, on the arena, Jian Chenzi condensed his voice into a line and transmitted it, saying, "Give it your all, don't hold back like your younger siblings!"

This person had a cold and aloof voice and was the true core of the Luochuan Sect. He saw through the Yang Household's previous leniency at a glance.

However, he was a smart man, so he naturally wouldn't say it in public and embarrass the sect. Instead, he chose to use telepathy.

Upon hearing this, Yang Taishan's eyes flickered as he pondered, "The Lineage has already lost so many matches in a row; it's time to show some of our true strength, otherwise, won't we be looked down upon?"

Having thought this through, his expression hardened, and he said, "Make your move!"

"Good!!"

Upon hearing this, Jian Chenzi's eyes blazed, and his longsword was drawn from its sheath with a fierce motion, unleashing a pure white Sword Gang several meters long.

The sword flew out instantly, and amidst bursts of air explosions, it mercilessly pierced Yang Taishan.