Before coming, I had already heard that the disciples Li Zhengfeng had recruited were the cream of the crop from the First and Second Immortal Sects. No wonder any one of them exuded such an intimidating presence when pushed forward, while their opponents were frightened. Perhaps they had all heard of these disciples' reputations and lost their nerve before even taking the field.
However, the participants who had come forward despite gritting their teeth soon directed one of their disciples to step up. At a glance, that disciple was clearly the soul of the entire team, and was now taking the lead. He was probably hoping to put on a good performance so the disciples behind him would not grow even more fearful.
"Before the contest begins, you must lower your cultivation to the same level. Otherwise, the moment you exceed that cultivation realm, you will be judged to have left the field," Wu Xiaojun said indifferently. At this time, the spectators were not limited to the participants. Many elders had also flown into the cloud carpet to serve as judges for the various groups. If anyone tried to exceed the permitted realm, it would be obvious at a glance.
Soon, because neither side could use weapons or treasures, they both condensed swords of qi, and clashed in an instant!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Blindingly fast sword clashes erupted across the various arenas. Although some disciples had similar cultivation levels, the spells and incantations used to condense their swords of qi were different. Some heaven-grade spells were designed specifically to condense qi to an extreme sharpness, so there were even cases where swords were instantly struck and shattered in the first exchange!
The female immortal Li Zhengfeng had sent out also demonstrated the use of a sword of qi. At the