There was still one final showdown: Lu Ming versus He Jianjun.
However, once she learned that Lu Ming had already comprehended saber intent, she lost all desire to fight and conceded directly.
Thus, this grand competition came to an end with Lu Ming in first place, Chi Xuan in second, and He Jianjun in third.
Yet although the competition had concluded, the heated discussions did not fade.
Setting aside Lu Ming, that dazzling black horse who shone so brightly he was almost blinding, Chi Xuan alone had left everyone dumbfounded—first Unpredictable Sword, then reaching the threshold of sword intent.
Either one was enough to amaze people.
Zhu Ningyun had also left a deep impression. This fourteen-year-old young girl only needed a little more time, and she would surely grow into someone remarkable.
It was not impossible that she might eventually comprehend sword intent as well.
Of course, Lu Ming was the most extraordinary of them all. By now, practically everyone in Wuji Sect knew that he had entered the inner sect only a little over a year ago.
He had only just passed his protection period, yet his ranking had leaped straight from nine hundred and sixty-ninth to first place.
Such speed, throughout Wuji Sect's several-thousand-year history, might not be entirely without precedent, but it was certainly exceedingly rare.
Not to mention that he had comprehended saber intent at the threshold of mastery.
That was truly exceptionally rare.
With the competition over, the next step was the awarding of prizes.
Lu Ming received ten thousand low-grade Origin Stones, one opportunity to choose an Earth-grade initial level martial art, and three Quiet Zen Pills.
Quiet Zen Pills were a type of high-grade medicinal pill. After taking one, a person would feel clear-headed and lucid, maintaining a state of ease and comfort.