A Single Feat Brings Fame Across the Realm

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Silver Saddle Shining on White Horse, swift as a shooting star.

A silver light flashed from the ground, accompanied by the roar of a dragon, startling the waves crashing around the island.

Although it was springtime, everyone present felt a Killing Intent autumn wind. The crisp sound of swords and spears being drawn rang in their ears, and a cold, eerie light spread across the battlefield. The autumn wind swept by, and sandstorms swirled.

The dueling ground between the two men had been transformed into a battlefield. The approaching figures, one with a spear, seemed to charge forward on horseback, as if trampling through an entire camp.

Many people sitting cross-legged opened their eyes, moving everyone present.

The Daoist priest who was first to be hit was startled. The cold light and the fierce power of the attack made his Qi and Blood and qi stagnate, and he felt a stinging sensation on his skin.

The Daoist priest resorted to his old tricks, using a secret technique to invade the spiritual platform.

Li Qingjun's eyes were cold, and a majestic divine power rose from her mind. The secret technique that tried to influence the soul was smashed to pieces, and it couldn't even take Technique Method.

The Daoist priest was shocked and puzzled. He instinctively took to the clouds to avoid the sharp spear light that was coming from all directions.

The silver spear was raised, and countless points of cold light spread across the sky and earth. Among the countless stars, a meteor streaked across the moon and pierced straight through the throat!

A magical Law Treasure resembling a Bronze Mirror suddenly appeared in front of him, forming an arc-shaped Protective Barrier.

This arc shape is the best way to deal with attacks that are concentrated at one point. Whether it's a gun or a sword, it's easy to be deflected by the Gang Qi and let it pass by.

Li Qingjun's eyes were devoid of joy or sorrow. Her silver spear trembled slightly, and countless points of cold light condensed into a single line, accurately piercing the center of the arc.

With a crisp "clang!", the Protective Barrier shattered, and the silver spear swept across with a mysterious arc, striking Dao Shang heavily beside him.

The people in the audience were stunned.

Chu Jiantian was at the fourth level of Bone Forging... Li Qingjun at the third level of Bone Forging. But the opponent that Chu Jiantian couldn't defeat was swept away by Li Qingjun in just a few shots, and is still lying on the ground curled up like a shrimp.

Li Qingjun planted her gun on the ground, her posture ramrod straight. "You flatter me."

The silver dragon receded and vanished without a trace.

Qin Yi watched from afar and suddenly remembered a poem.

A new white jade saddle hangs on a chestnut horse, the battlefield is deserted under a cold moon; the iron drums on the city wall still resound, the golden sword in its sheath is still wet with blood.

A sea breeze swept through, and the arena fell silent.

Even the onlookers outside the battle held their breath, deeply shocked.

Penglai Sword Pavilion has struck gold.

This kind of Blood Qi and sharpness, so different from the reclusive cultivation of the secluded world, is usually manifested in the demonic path of those who kill without hesitation, but she doesn't need it.

This is not just a matter of "genius," but rather a matter of shared experiences; she has her own path.

In the mortal world, at the tender age of fifteen or sixteen, she commanded three armies to conquer cities and destroy countries, her battle robes stained with blood amidst the masses, and heads raining down beneath her silver spears.

Such a battlefield is fierce and brutal, and the souls are stained with the blood of countless vengeful spirits and comrades. How could a simple Technique Method from a hermit like him possibly affect his mind?

Although she didn't experience it for very long.

Yet she experienced the low point of nearly losing her country, trapped in a lonely city; she also witnessed the carnage of conquering Enemy State, standing atop the ranks of ministers, commanding the entire south; and she also saw her city fall and her country lost amidst hope, fleeing alone to protect her family. The rise and fall of her nation, the peaks and valleys, the heavens and the hells, she has traversed them all.

In just over a year, her eldest brother, father, second brother, and sister-in-law all died, leaving her with no relatives. She carried the weight of the nation on her frail shoulders, and she made it through.

In just over a decade of worldly life, I have witnessed the passing of many people's entire lives.

For a genius, there is no need to go any further.

When the impurities are washed away and the dragon returns to the East Sea, it is like a true dragon breaking free from its confinement and soaring straight to the heavens.

That's what so many people want: to sever ties with the mortal world.

The old Daoist priest at the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace looked somewhat solemn and slowly asked, "This person... what was their name just now?"

"Li Qingjun, from East Sea Penglai!"

"I've noted it down. Penglai Sword Pavilion is honored." The old Daoist seemed to be thinking about something, and stopped there, changing the subject. "The challenge continues."

After a long silence, a person slowly stepped forward. "Tai Puzi of the Spirit Cloud Sect, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist."

Li Qingjun bowed respectfully and said, "Please enlighten me, Daoist Master."

Tai Puzi sighed, "You intimidated the others in my Spirit Cloud Sect so much that they dared not step forward. As the last one to come out, I was happy to do so early... but I am also delighted to have the opportunity to spar with such a fellow Daoist and to verify my understanding."

Li Qingjun smiled slightly and said nothing.

"But now that I've come out, young lady, please be careful."

As soon as Tai Puzi finished speaking, clouds surged everywhere in the arena.

A wooden sword appeared in the clouds, then transformed into the power of the sun, and suddenly pierced down.

For the first time in the Cloud-Soaring level competition, the power of the Radiant Sun appeared. That was Tai Puzi's Natal Magic Treasure, within the rules.

Li Qingjun did not complain about the unfairness. With a flick of her silver spear, the dragon's roar rose again, a dazzling spear light took shape, and a fierce Gale Wind soared into the sky.

In the previous battles, neither Chu Jiantian nor Li Qingjun had ever unleashed the same level of Gang Qi that Qin Yi frequently displayed in his early days. This wasn't because their levels were lower than Qin Yi's; on the contrary, they were higher.

Their Gang Qi is concealed within their weapons, merging into one, and transformed into Sword Qi and spear light by the weapon's enhancement and transformation. Nowadays, Qin Yi's swing of the staff rarely features a large, flashy burst of Gang Qi; it is more simple and unadorned, with its power contained and concentrated—the principle is the same for everyone.

But this time, Li Qingjun's spear tip gathered a very obvious spear aura, Gang Qi even had a faint golden hue, making it look very beautiful.

A disciple from the Sword Pavilion nearby exclaimed in a low voice, "The Stern Sun Divine Sword... uh, the spear. Junior Sister Li has transformed her Swordsmanship into spearmanship, and she's already wielded it so skillfully..."

This is a skill... This move is probably a famous move of the Penglai Sword Pavilion. I don't know how the internal energy is channeled, but Qin Yi could clearly feel an extremely terrifying power gathering at the tip of the spear. When it explodes, it will pierce down stars.

It is very likely that his outburst will lead to the same outcome.

Seeing this, Qin Yi realized that although Li Qingjun's spear looked the same as before, it had actually been changed long ago. This spear was now at least of the Huiyang grade in terms of material quality; otherwise, the mortal spear from earlier years could not have withstood such intense Gang Qi and even received additional enhancements...

"Boom!"

The spear thrusts out like a dragon, its tip poking against the side of the sword.

Amidst the fierce energy clash, it exploded with a deafening roar.

This island, which was supposedly so reinforced by arrays that not even a crater could be dug, actually trembled slightly, the ground cracked, and flying rocks were scattered everywhere. Smoke swirled in the middle of the battle, filled with the afterglow of energy bombardment.

Countless people gasped in shock.

Is this some kind of battle of cloud-riding cultivators? Several cultivators who thought they were also powerful cloud-riding cultivators covered their faces with their sleeves, feeling ashamed to face anyone.

While they may have the added benefits of high-level Law Treasure and weapons, they themselves are so skilled that ordinary cloud-riding beings cannot control them.

Even Qin Yi was slightly startled.

Prestigious Cultivation Method should not be taken lightly; the world is vast, and there are countless outstanding individuals.

Amidst the smoke, a faint, icy light suddenly appeared, overlapping the sword and spreading across the spear.

The seemingly exhausted spear light surged again, shattering the ice.

The ice transformed into a Tai Chi symbol, which suddenly began to rotate.

The spear's edge flared three times, piercing through the Tai Chi symbol.

"Wave-Breaking Triple Layer." The disciples of Sword Pavilion watched with rapt attention.

This is truly a force that can overcome all methods. No matter how many variations you employ, I can break them all with a single spear thrust. Like waves upon waves, endless and boundless, the old force has not yet dissipated, and the new force has already been generated.

In the way of martial arts, one has already entered the path.

"Clang!" The figure suddenly disappeared.

Tai Puzi clutched his ribs, and fresh blood seeped from between his fingers.

He remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "I heard you've only been practicing for three years."

Li Qingjun cupped her hands in greeting. "Before going to Jian Ge, I practiced martial arts for seventeen years without slacking off."

"I've learned a lot."

"Thank you for your concession."

Tai Puzi slowly turned around, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head. "One hundred and fifty years of cultivation wasted."

The crowd stared blankly as Tai Puzi stepped down from the center of the arena. Li Qingjun stood rooted to the spot, pointing her spear horizontally. "Is there anyone else who wishes to offer their guidance?"

Silence.

The sea breeze whipped her long hair, making it fly, and her spear gleamed in the sunlight. Her silver soft armor shone brilliantly, making her look like a goddess descending to earth.

"The list of most beautiful Fairy is about to change." At that moment, this was the thought in the minds of most of the onlookers.

The list of most Fairy isn't just about looks. If you're Taiqing, even if you look like an ordinary person, you're still the most beautiful woman in the world. If you're Fengchu, even if you look like a celestial being, you're just a Cauldron a cultivation vessel. That's how human nature is.

As for Li Qingjun now, it is conceivable that she will become famous throughout the world within a few days.