"Whoa—"
Wang Quan Yan had declared that he needed only one sword to defeat the Dragon Head Peak disciple before him. His words immediately caused a huge uproar among the crowd.
Quite a few Qingyun Disciples had gathered around the arena to watch.
They had come to gossip in the first place, and seeing Wang Quan Yan act so arrogantly, all of them became somewhat interested.
At this.
Some people also grew suspicious.
Did Wang Quan Yan really possess that kind of strength?
After all—just a few months ago, he had still been trash who could not break through the Fourth Layer of Jade Purity. Yet the Dragon Head Peak disciple before him had cultivation at the Sixth Layer of Jade Purity!
Was Wang Quan Yan really a match for him?
Some said Wang Quan Yan had already reached the Ninth Layer of Jade Purity, while others said he was still trash at the Third Layer of Jade Purity. In any case, all kinds of discussions could be heard...
On the High Platform.
The Peak Masters did not find anything strange about Wang Quan Yan's arrogance.
After all.
They all knew Wang Quan Yan's cultivation level.
He truly was at the Peak of Ninth Layer of Jade Purity Realm.
Ninth Layer of Jade Purity against Sixth Layer of Jade Purity? Given Wang Quan Yan's combat strength, he really needed only one sword!
Shui Yue stared blankly at the youth on the arena.
As she watched his peerless bearing, she seemed to think of someone from the past. Their figures continuously overlapped and merged in her mind, until finally...
The aloof Taoist nun let out a soft sigh.
Daoist Cangsong's expression was somewhat grim.
He glanced at Qi Hao in the distance.
In the end, he decided not to do anything. When Wang Quan Yan encountered him later, no matter how badly Wang Quan Yan beat him, he would not say a word...
Even if Wang Quan Yan killed him!?
Daoist Cangsong would not say anything.
This could be considered his compensation to Wang Quan Yan.
"Sigh."
Daoist Cangsong sighed inwardly.
He thought of Wan Jianyi from years ago, and for a moment, he felt rather nostalgic...
On the arena.
The youth wore an azure Taoist robe and stood there calmly. His face was handsome, with sword-like brows and starry eyes. His black hair fell loosely over his shoulders, while sharp sword intent flickered in his deep eyes, making others afraid to meet his gaze—
"Boom!"
The Sovereign Sword gave a faint tremble.
Though it had yet to leave its sheath, strands of invisible sword intent had already filled the entire arena!
At this sight.
Yang Chuan of Dragon Head Peak swallowed slightly.
For no reason, he felt a little panicked, as though his opponent truly needed only one sword to defeat him?
Impossible!
How could that be possible!
Three months ago, he had only been trash at the Third Layer of Jade Purity!
How could he defeat me with one sword?
Yang Chuan comforted himself inwardly.
Before coming onto the stage, he had already received Qi Hao's instructions. If Wang Quan Yan's cultivation had not broken through, he was to toy with him a little and make him lose all face before everyone...
"Hmph!"
Yang Chuan deliberately snorted coldly.
Looking at Wang Quan Yan before him, he thought that Wang Quan Yan was merely putting on a bluff.
After all—
Who could directly rise from the Third Layer of Jade Purity to the Ninth Layer of Jade Purity overnight? It sounded fake the moment one heard it. Wang Quan Yan had definitely deceived everyone.
Crossing six major realms in a single night?
It could not possibly be more fake!
Did he think he was Ancestor Qingye reborn? Even Ancestor Qingye could not be so unreasonable!
At that thought.
Yang Chuan's confidence surged.
He looked arrogantly at Wang Quan Yan and said proudly, "I heard Junior Brother Wang Quan has long been stuck at the Third Layer of Jade Purity and unable to break through? Why not let Junior Brother make the first move?"
Judging from Yang Chuan's demeanor.
He seemed to want to offer Wang Quan Yan some guidance?
At this.
Wang Quan Yan smiled.
Not only him—even all the disciples of Grand Bamboo Peak smiled.
Tian Ling'er frowned slightly.
She stood in the crowd with her lips pursed. Just moments ago, she had been whispering sweet nothings with Qi Hao over at Dragon Head Peak, only to be dragged back by Wen Min and the others soon after...
At this moment.
Tian Ling'er looked at her old man's darkened face.
She could only purse her lips and remain silent. After all, Tian Buyi's slap three months ago had truly frightened her a little...
Within the crowd.
The aloof maiden stood spotless and immaculate.
She calmly watched the arrogant Yang Chuan on the arena, and the disgust in her eyes deepened. As expected, all Dragon Head Peak disciples were the same.
Disgusting!
At this.
Lu Xueqi made up her mind.
As long as she encountered a Dragon Head Peak disciple later, she would beat them half to death!
The aloof maiden felt inexplicably angry.
Did she hate Dragon Head Peak, or did she want to vent Wang Quan Yan's anger for him?
Ah~
So hard to tell~
On the arena.
Facing the arrogant Yang Chuan.
Wang Quan Yan smiled and shook his head.
Why was he laughing? Naturally, he was laughing at this man's overestimation of himself.
"Is Junior Brother Wang Quan still not drawing his sword?"
Yang Chuan said with an arrogant expression.
Hearing this.
Wang Quan Yan remained calm.
"Draw my sword? You—are not worthy!"
That was what he said.
As soon as he finished speaking.
Wang Quan Yan slowly raised his right hand.
"Rumble—"
In an instant, dazzling sword intent surged wildly.
A sword of light suddenly appeared in Wang Quan Yan's hand. It was a sword formed from sword intent. After all, Yang Chuan was not worth drawing the Sovereign Sword for—it would be making too much of a fuss...
"I said it already."
"To defeat you? I need only one sword!"
The azure-clad youth spoke calmly.
As his words fell.
The sword in his hand descended.
"Rumble—"
Under Yang Chuan's stunned gaze.
Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding spectators.
An endless sword light rose from the depths of everyone's hearts. Brilliant sword intent shot straight into the sky, an indomitable aura soared upward, and boundless Sword Momentum spread frantically as fierce winds swept across the entire arena.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
Sword Qi Fills the Universe.
A moment later—
The sword light slowly dissipated into the sky.
Everyone rubbed their sore eyes and instinctively looked toward the arena. They saw a youth standing proudly there, his azure robes fluttering, black hair draped over his shoulders, his deep eyes as still as an ancient well, and not a speck of dust on his clothes.
Wang Quan Yan stood there in peerless splendor.
From beginning to end, he had not taken a single step.
But—
His opponent had already collapsed to the ground.
"Pfft!"
Yang Chuan spat out a mouthful of blood.
There were no visible injuries on his body, yet his bonded immortal sword had already shattered into countless pieces.
This scene?
How familiar it was!
Someone instinctively looked at Lu Xueqi.
Hiss—why did the two of them suddenly seem so much like a married couple?
On the arena.
The azure-clad youth glanced at Yang Chuan, who could not rise from the ground, then turned and left the arena without hesitation. The outcome had already been decided...
After stepping down from the arena.
Wang Quan Yan and Lu Xueqi exchanged a look across the crowd.
See? That's how Dragon Head Peak disciples should be treated!
That's right!
The aloof maiden gave him an approving look.
At the same time.
The Tongtian Peak elder on the arena came back to his senses.
He blankly struck the Bronze Bell and announced the result of the match:
"Wang Quan Yan of Grand Bamboo Peak, victory!"
Thus.
The round of sixty-four to thirty-two had ended.
Next would be the round of thirty-two to sixteen.
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