Scoreboard First Place, Body Cultivator Shi Tian, Shocking Debut!

Seeing Liu Ruyan defeated.

Below the stage, Chen Changqing's gaze sharpened slightly.

"Compared to these Foundation Establishment disciples, Senior Sister Liu's strength is indeed somewhat lacking."

"And... this competition isn't that simple."

Chen Changqing said quietly.

He naturally noticed that people like Li Yang, Wen Liang, and Meng Zhou had yet to make their move.

High in the air, True Person Tianbo's gaze swept across the entire scene, seemingly without focus.

At this moment, Liu Ruyan had already returned to the Seven Courtyards area.

"Senior Sister Liu!"

The Seven Courtyards disciples looked at her, wanting to say something comforting, but not knowing what to say.

Willow Wood smiled at Liu Ruyan and said:

"Ruyan."

"You've already done very well."

"Among the top twenty on the Scoreboard, you're the only one at Half-step Foundation Establishment."

"Some Foundation Establishment disciples from other courtyards didn't even make the top twenty!"

Hearing Willow Wood's words, Liu Ruyan forced a faint smile.

After all, strength was what it was.

How could she, merely at Half-step Foundation Establishment, defeat Jiang An, who was already at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage?

Chen Changqing also glanced at Liu Ruyan at this moment and said calmly:

"Senior Sister Liu, victory and defeat are common matters. There's no need to dwell on it too much."

Hearing this, Liu Ruyan nodded, feeling somewhat better inside.

Seeing this, Qing Yang's eyes flashed with determination.

The next moment, without any delay, he tapped his foot and leaped onto the arena platform.

"Seven Courtyards, Qing Yang!"

Qing Yang's clear voice rang out, the longsword at his waist hummed, and the spiritual power fluctuations of Foundation Establishment Late Stage instantly swept across the entire venue.

Seeing Qing Yang take the stage, Jiang An's expression turned serious.

Everyone knew that Qing Yang of the Seven Courtyards had already been among the top twenty in the last Outer Sect Competition, and his strength was not to be underestimated.

After a brief pause, Jiang An collected himself and cupped his hands toward Qing Yang, saying:

"Senior Brother Qing Yang, please enlighten me!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang An didn't wait for Qing Yang's reply; wind blades suddenly condensed in his hand.

In the next moment, he had already slashed out dozens of sharp wind blades, shooting straight at Qing Yang.

"Trifling tricks."

Seeing this, Qing Yang's expression remained indifferent as he traced a sword finger.

"Clang!"

In an instant, a dazzling sword light poured down like the Milky Way, shattering all dozens of wind blades flying toward him!

"Boom boom boom!"

"This?"

Seeing this, Jiang An was greatly startled.

In his previous matches, he had won quite easily.

But facing Qing Yang put immense pressure on him.

After all, Qing Yang was at Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Just as Jiang An was momentarily distracted, Qing Yang flickered and vanished from his spot.

Seeing this, Jiang An's expression tightened. Not daring to think further, he hurriedly formed hand seals to defend.

However, before Jiang An could complete his defense, Qing Yang's figure had already appeared before him like a ghost.

"Such fast movement technique!"

Jiang An's expression shifted in shock.

Before he could react, a resounding boom echoed.

"Bang!"

Qing Yang's sword hilt slammed heavily into Jiang An's chest.

"Pfft!"

Jiang An was blasted directly off the stage, spitting a mouthful of blood as he tumbled down.

"Seven Courtyards, Qing Yang, wins!"

Seeing this, the entire crowd was stunned, murmurs spreading in all directions:

"This Qing Yang really lives up to his reputation as a veteran who's participated in two Grand Competitions!"

"Exactly! Jiang An from the Third Courtyard is only at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage—how could he possibly be Qing Yang's opponent?"

"In this arena match, it's still the Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators you have to watch!"

"..."

In the Seven Courtyards area.

As numerous disciples saw Qing Yang effortlessly defeat Jiang An from the Third Courtyard, they all erupted in excited cheers.

"Senior Brother Qing Yang is too strong!"

"Yeah! He beat Jiang An in just a few moves."

"Their strength isn't even on the same level."

"I think Senior Brother Qing Yang has a real shot at taking first place in this second round of the Grand Competition."

"Go, Senior Brother Qing Yang!"

"..."

The Seven Courtyards disciples were buzzing with excitement.

Willow Wood squinted slightly, a glimmer of expectation rising in his eyes as he looked at Qing Yang.

Seeing this, Chen Changqing wore a calm, untroubled expression.

He understood clearly that Qing Yang could defeat Jiang An so easily because of the gap in strength between them.

At this moment, there were still quite a few disciples who had yet to step onto the arena.

People like Li Yang, Wen Liang, and Meng Zhou were all on par with Qing Yang in strength.

After all, earlier in the Void Realm, the four of them had clashed and faced off in that mountain valley.

Midair, True Person Tianbo's gaze swept calmly across the arena.

"This batch of Outer Disciples has decent aptitude, but none have caught my eye yet."

True Person Tianbo sighed inwardly.

He had personally presided over this Grand Competition precisely to scout for promising talents early, recruiting them to his peak once they entered the Inner Sect.

Unfortunately, so far, no one had caught his attention.

Just then, an unusual sound suddenly spread across the plaza.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled violently.

Hearing this, disciples from every courtyard turned to look.

They saw a burly, mountain-like figure slowly emerging from the First Courtyard's area, with First Courtyard disciples parting way for him.

Even Li Yang, who had previously fought Qing Yang, instinctively stepped aside.

This showed the man's extraordinary status within the Outer Sect First Courtyard.

"First Courtyard, Shi Tian!"

Once on the arena, the burly youth spoke in a voice like muffled thunder, rattling the eardrums of everyone present.

"What?"

"Shi Tian, the one with the highest Points, is actually making a move?"

"He's a Body Cultivator! An invincible existence at the same level!"

"This time, Qing Yang's met his match!"

"..."

Upon seeing Shi Tian, Qing Yang's expression turned serious, and he was also surprised.

Having spent so long in the Outer Sect, he had naturally heard of this Shi Tian.

There were many cultivation methods in this world.

Body Cultivators were considered a powerful type—relying on their unmatched physiques, they could crush opponents of the same level!

"Seven Courtyards guy, are you surrendering on your own, or do you want me to help you?" Shi Tian grinned, revealing stark white teeth.

"Surrender?"

Qing Yang let out a cold laugh. Though he knew Shi Tian was formidable, he had yet to fight—how could he speak of defeat?

"Fight!"

With a light shout, Qing Yang struck first with his sword.

One sword out, Sword Qi like a rainbow!

Facing Qing Yang's incoming strike, Shi Tian paid it no mind.

He stood as steady as a mountain, his muscles cast like refined iron, his skin gleaming with a bronze luster.

As Qing Yang's Sword Qi swept in, Shi Tian suddenly stomped his foot, and the entire white jade arena trembled.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Shi Tian swung his fist and blasted out a punch.

A deafening roar echoed through the air.

Shi Tian's fist slammed into Qing Yang's sword edge, producing a clang of metal striking metal.

"What?"

"Flesh and bone against a spirit sword?"

Qing Yang was horrified, his face full of disbelief.

Before he could recover, Shi Tian burst into wild laughter:

"What, is that all you've got? Not even enough to scratch an itch!"

As his words fell, Shi Tian suddenly stepped forward.

In an instant, the arena shattered!

When the dust cleared, he was already swinging his massive fist, the air exploding with a bang!

Seeing this, Qing Yang hastily activated his movement technique to dodge.

"Comparing movement techniques with a Body Cultivator?"

Shi Tian sneered, his speed abruptly surging as he charged at Qing Yang like a wild bull.

"Thud!"

Qing Yang couldn't dodge in time and was struck square in the chest by Shi Tian's fist, spitting blood as he flew off the arena.

"Qing Yang of the Seven Courtyards, defeated!"