At Duobao Daoist's words, everyone's eyes instantly turned toward Li Qingxu.
With Maitreya defeated, only Li Qingxu and Duobao Daoist could claim the title of Martial Competition champion.
Becoming the champion would not only earn him three High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, but also make him Head of Xuanmen Third Generation.
Feeling everyone's gaze on him, Li Qingxu felt no nervousness at all. His heart was filled only with surging battle intent.
Since joining the Chan Sect, he had proceeded cautiously, cultivating day and night without daring to slack off in the slightest. At last, he stood on equal footing with Duobao Daoist.
He was determined to claim the Martial Competition championship and the position of Xuanmen Third Generation Eldest Senior Brother.
"Good."
Li Qingxu stepped forward and instantly arrived above Kirin Cliff, standing face-to-face with Duobao Daoist. The mountain wind swept past, making their robes snap and flutter.
"Fellow Daoist Qingxu."
"I'm no match for you in debating the Dao."
"So I'll accept the title of Martial Competition champion without further protest."
Duobao Daoist wore a confident smile, as though he already considered the title his for the taking.
And he had good reason to be confident.
Though he was still at the Mid-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, he was actually just one step away from the late stage.
Li Qingxu had only just broken through to this realm. In Duobao Daoist's eyes, his strength should be on par with Maitreya's, and Duobao could defeat him with ease.
"Fellow Daoist Duobao."
"Only children have to choose."
"As for me, I want it all!"
Li Qingxu made no grand threats. He simply stated his resolve in a few brief words.
"Good."
Duobao Daoist raised the Flying Gold Sword in his hand once more. Terrifying killing intent, almost tangible, erupted from him.