Li Xiuchang proved his strength with yet another victory.
The outer disciples of the Immortal Dust Sect were truly terrifying!
Defeating two elite inner disciples of the Sword Seeking Sect in succession was more than enough to show that, despite establishing his Foundation at twenty-one, Li Xiuchang was no good-for-nothing with empty cultivation. He also possessed top-tier combat ability among those of the same level.
In truth, the rules of this arena match had greatly restricted him. If this had been a life-and-death battle, Li Xiuchang could have used all kinds of methods, and his combat strength would have multiplied dozens or even hundreds of times.
The Immortal Dust Sect disciples below the arena erupted into cheers and applause, feeling their faces shining with pride.
The frustration of having Mo Youjian of the Sword Seeking Sect take the championship on their home turf had finally been released.
This time, their Immortal Dust Sect had sent an outer disciple who, on the Sword Seeking Sect's home ground, had suppressed their Foundation Establishment disciples so thoroughly that they could barely hold their heads up.
Seeing that the atmosphere had been whipped up, Li Xiuchang called out loudly, "Which fellow Daoist of the Sword Seeking Sect would still like to offer some guidance?"
Cui He was not the strongest among the Sword Seeking Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivators, but he was still a genuine late-stage Foundation Establishment elite inner disciple.
Those stronger than Cui He were only marginally stronger.
Anyone could see that Cui He had not forced out all of Li Xiuchang's strength in that battle.
From the very beginning, Cui He had been forced into a desperate fight and had been compelled to use a move meant to "perish together." Yet Li Xiuchang had still dispelled it with ease.
No one could