Unrivaled Among Peers

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Cheng Cheng and Li Qingjun sat on one side, resting their chins on their hands.

Generally speaking, a person wielding a stick will only give people two impressions: either they are savage and violent, or they are a complete idiot.

But the way Qin Yi pointed with his staff was surprisingly elegant, almost like someone pointing with their sword...

Perhaps it was because the magma rod in his hand was so special, with flames billowing out and the heat wave that could be felt from a great distance. The feeling of being bathed in the flames and heat had a demonic aura that was particularly intimidating.

I wonder what Lu Longting felt when he faced that stick... It would probably scorch if you got hit by it.

Of course, its toughness is probably just average; it wasn't cut by Lu Longting's sword because of the protective aura Gang Qi.

But he's still so handsome...

"You surnamed Qin! You're at your last gasp, still putting on airs. I'll deal with you!" A man, like a roc spreading its wings, pounced straight at him.

"Senior Brother, be careful!" someone in his formation exclaimed in horror.

"Boom!" Just as this person was rushing towards him, a wall of fire silently emerged. Caught off guard, he rushed into the wall of fire and was roasted to a crisp as he passed through.

Qin Yi's flames were always so silent and invisible, not even a casting motion could be seen.

What's frightening is that its power is by no means weak.

The strength of a flame depends not only on cultivation level but also on its nature. Of course, even a Phoenix-level cultivator cannot use Samadhi Fire; these factors complement each other. Qin Yi's cultivation, combined with the Vermilion Bird Flame, represents the strongest flame attribute visible at this stage.

All that I have learned is Law Treasure, indeed.

"I told you before, I'm more than just a Martial Cultivation!" Qin Yi swung his staff, and a charred man flew off the island without any resistance.

"Who else!"

The remaining contestants all stood up. "You really think you're Unrivaled Among Peers?"

There were a total of eight sects participating. Qin Yi defeated two of them in a one-against-three battle. The Spirit Cloud Sect had not made a move since Tai Puzi. Apart from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace and Penglai Sword Pavilion, there were actually three other sects.

Nine opponents.

Three of them Scheming Sect.

To be honest, Qin Yi didn't take the others seriously. At this moment, his attention was focused on the three from the Scheming Sect. Even Zheng Yunyi, who was probably the weakest among them, was not to be underestimated.

These people are too cunning; who knows what strange things they might do? Moreover, Qin Yi had a feeling that the Scheming Sect shouldn't be so low-key about this matter. Is it really just using this situation to make some small calculations, without any follow-up plans?

They don't look like them anymore.

Besides, they should be aware of Qin Yi's combat strength, and the current situation should have been within their expectations...

"Whoosh!"

The light of a Law Treasure shone forth.

Qin Yi regained his composure, not daring to be distracted. He needed to focus on dealing with the opponent in front of him first, otherwise he might really be caught off guard and suffer a setback.

These people are not pushovers... Even if their own strength is average, their Law Treasure are all from the sect's foundation, and the light of the Law Treasure in front of them is already at the peak of the Cloud Ascension stage.

Looking up, he saw a treasure shaped like a cloth bag. A strong suction force came from it, and Qin Yi found that he could not stand up and was involuntarily flying towards the bag.

Law Treasure item for capturing and absorbing?

Qin Yi stomped his foot heavily, stepping onto the ground.

Lava erupted, but Qin Yi seemed oblivious, his legs rooted to the spot.

The opponent laughed, "Stop struggling. You've exhausted yourself and don't have the strength to resist. You might as well admit defeat to avoid being stuffed in a bag and humiliated... Huh?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Yi's body rapidly grew taller and larger, transforming in an instant into a ten-zhang giant, roughly the size of Gongshu Lu's Gundam.

"..."

The magma Wolf Tooth Club in his hand suddenly transformed into a giant, pillar-like club.

"Is it thick? Is it big?" Qin Yi grinned, revealing his teeth, and swept the giant club horizontally.

A tiger roared, lava splashed everywhere, and flames filled the sky.

The man was horrified and tried to dodge, but a scroll suddenly appeared beneath his feet. From the scroll, a monkey's hand reached out and dragged him to the spot.

"Bang!"

Another person screamed as they were slapped off the island.

The entire room fell silent.

How many people has Qin Yi already sent flying...?

No Law Treasure worked—offensive, restrictive, soul-capturing, or anything else—they were all completely broken.

"Senior Brother Yin, Senior Brother Gongshu... I heard you once fought against this guy? How did you survive?" In the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace Formation, a new disciple wiped away cold sweat as he looked at the giant Qin Yi in the arena, his face twitching.

Yin Yizhong Gongshu Lu: "... We don't know either, maybe it's a ghost now."

They were also wiping away sweat.

Although this guy was strong back then, he wasn't this powerful. What happened to him in the past year and a half after a Soaring Serpent came to his door and called him away?

Qin Yi shouted, "Where is the Scheming Sect?"

Zheng Yunyi smiled slightly, "We're all on the same side, why fight with you? Isn't it a good thing that the Immortal Palace's myriad paths have been recognized? We concede."

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment.

The entire audience was stunned for a moment. If the Scheming Sect hadn't intervened, Qin Yi would have already defeated everyone.

Each sect was harboring resentment. Qin Yi had clearly exhausted all his trump cards and was out of resources. If the Scheming Sect were to make a move, they would have a great chance to take him down, but instead they backed down.

If only they could still show up, any one of them could probably take down Qin Yi, but there's no one left... not a single one!

"Wait, there's someone else!" the scholar from the Limitless Sect shouted. "Where is Fairy of the Penglai Sword Pavilion?!"

"That's right, Fairy of the Penglai Sword Pavilion hasn't made a move yet!"

Li Qingjun had just taken a bite of melon when she heard this, and her mouth was choked up. She stared at the scene with her cheeks puffed out.

Many people stood up and shouted, "Is Penglai Sword Pavilion going to admit defeat too?"

Amidst the surging emotions of the crowd, Li Qingjun swallowed a mouthful of melon and said speechlessly, "Even if Qin Yi were to lose now, he would have already achieved his original intention of gathering all the heroes of the world using the traditional immortal martial arts of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace. Whether he wins or loses now, does it affect that significance?"

After a moment of silence, someone angrily said, "We can't let him flaunt his power like this! Does he think there's no one else in the world?! Does your Penglai Sword Pavilion even want to stand by and watch?"

So now it's really just a battle of pride. These guys are all considered "the chosen ones," and they just can't stand the feeling of one person defeating everyone else; they're so frustrated they can't let go of their anger!

Someone has to defeat Qin Yi; at this point, whether the original purpose of the battle has been achieved is no longer important.

"Since that's the case, then I'll make my move." Li Qingjun smiled slightly and gracefully left.

Everyone was overjoyed.

Judging from Li Qingjun's previous combat prowess, Qin Yi, who is currently at his limit, might actually be unable to defeat her.

Qin Yi returned to his original size and stood quietly in the center of the field, watching Li Qingjun approach.

Li Qingjun's speed remained fast, and her figure remained graceful, as if she were riding a white horse or walking on a shooting star.

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of Qin Yi, who seemed to be completely exhausted and didn't even raise his hand to defend himself.

Many people stood up, anticipating the scene of Qin Yi being shot down by Li Qingjun with a single spear thrust.

The next moment, Li Qingjun bumped into Qin Yi's arms.

Qin Yi hugged her tightly and lowered his head to kiss her. Li Qingjun closed her eyes and raised her head, passionately responding.

Disciples of the Eight Clans: "???"

Penglai Sword Pavilion: "..."

The entire audience was stunned into silence, so quiet that not even a breath could be heard.

So, you're suggesting this a competition to see who's better at kissing? Or perhaps a competition to see who suffocates first?

Lava erupted from both sides, and the sound of waves crashed all around. In the center of the arena, a man and a woman embraced, kissing passionately and oblivious to their surroundings. Amidst the intertwining of blood and fire, there was an unparalleled romance and beauty.

Qin Yi felt truly exhilarated, and an unprecedented surge of heroic spirit welled up within him.

At the Penglai Sword Pavilion, the martial uncle shook his head slightly, remaining expressionless and silent. Lu Longting and Chu Jiantian all covered their heads, and the entire sect's disciples scratched their heads, feeling as if they were hallucinating.

In the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, Yin Yizhong asked Gongshu Lu, "Where were we? Is he going to lick the boots?"

Gongshu Lu said expressionlessly, "No need to say anything more, I already know how his reputation has become like this..."