Connections Score Points, the Whole Crowd Booed-There's a Fix in This!

This competition was the focus of everyone's attention.

This was because it was the first time that master's True Disciple had taken the stage.

Ying Bing stood alone, sword in hand, aloof and distant, like a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains possessing a certain divinity, naturally becoming the focus of all eyes.

Many people in the audience watched intently, completely absorbed.

Opinions vary on how talented she is, but there is no dispute that she is breathtakingly beautiful.

It has even formed a certain fan base within the sect...

"Go Bingbing!"

One of the disciples shouted.

One person infects two; three men can make a tiger; public opinion can melt metal.

Then...

The Clear Abyss Sect disciples erupted in a thunderous roar.

On the high platform.

"Go Bingbing!"

Shang Wu, waving her fists, stood up without any regard for her image, waving her hands.

Elder Han He's lips twitched slightly. What's going on here?

As an elder in charge of a peak, how can he lack any authority whatsoever?

"Go Bingbing!"

Elder Su from Sunset Glow Peak had an exceptionally loud voice.

Han He: "..."

Ying Bing is facing your apprentice!

The platform was quite lively for a while.

Needless to say, the other sects, large and small, were even more focused and attentive, as many of them had come up the mountain precisely because of the astonishing glow.

That radiant fortuitous opportunity may very well fall upon Ying Bing.

The scene became slightly chaotic for a moment.

Opposite.

A bead of cold sweat rolled down Xie Lan'ai's forehead, not because outsiders were supporting Ying Bing, but because of Ying Bing herself.

But she gritted her teeth and still spoke:

"Junior sister, I'd like to add a prize."

"If I win, I ask that you hand over the Heavenly Frost Sword."

"If I lose..."

"Good."

Before Xie Lan'ai could finish speaking, a voice as clear as jade pendants answered.

I didn't even finish listening to what she was using as a wager.

This made Xie Lan'ai feel displeased.

"In that case, junior sister, please make your move."

"You go first."

Ying Bing looked up and examined her for the first time.

Xie Lan'ai understood that this was not a matter of modesty.

What she meant was that if she made the first move, she wouldn't have a chance to act.

How arrogant!

Li Mo felt a chill run down his spine and took a deep breath.

Yes, absolutely right.

This is the taste!

"Junior sister, be careful!"

Xie Lan'ai said no more and immediately pushed the Spirit Snake Sword Technique to its limit, unleashing a whirlwind of unpredictable sharpness, attempting to overwhelm her with the sheer power of her Jade Liquid Realm Internal Breath and the sheer force of her cultivation level.

Her anger doesn't mean she looks down on the other person.

The fact that the opponent could gain the recognition of Mystic Weapon as its master means that their swordsmanship must be superior to hers.

But she still has a significant advantage.

A higher realm.

More and richer combat experience...

In that instant, she thought of many things.

She even considered how to block Ying Bing's retreat after she retreated, and how to gradually overwhelm Ying Bing retaliated.

But actually... she was overthinking it.

The sword light, like a woven tapestry, swept over him, and the sharp Internal Breath sliced through the air. Even those of the same cultivation level would be severely injured if they were grazed by its sharpness.

But a slender hand passed through the sword encirclement as if it were nothing.

Amidst the ever-changing sword techniques, it was as effortless as plucking a leaf from one's own backyard.

The Spirit Snake Sword Technique stopped.

Because the soft sword was already held between two slender, pale fingers.

Clang--

A flick of the finger.

The sword's edge suddenly snapped back, tearing its owner's clothes.

One point short, and he could have pierced her chest.

Xie Lan'ai stood frozen in place, her pupils constricted, and she stopped breathing.

She subconsciously glanced at the girl just a sword's length away, only to see that her icy, mirror-like eyes remained as serene and calm as ever.

The other party showed mercy.

Otherwise, this point wouldn't be a mistake.

The entire room fell silent.

Silence fell upon the high platform as well.

Everyone thought Ying Bing would win.

But I never expected it to happen in such a way, and so easily.

Facing an opponent a level higher, he didn't even draw his sword, merely using a fraction of his Internal Breath to wrap around his fingertips.

"Her sword, is it called Heavenly Frost?"

The arrogance on the face of the white-robed youth from Burning Jade Forest had vanished.

The middle-aged man in the scholar's robe did not answer him, but only sighed:

"Whenever the Clear Abyss Sect is in a weakened state, it always seems to produce exceptionally talented individuals..."

As for the elders' reactions, there's no need to elaborate further.

Little Li has a live stream of it.

"This woman is terrifying!"

"Hiss..."

"What are you doing?"

Watching Li Mo, whose voice was sometimes deep and whose breath was sometimes drawn out as if he were having a personality outburst, Ying Bing frowned slightly.

Li Mo: "I'm doing my job of shocking passersby."

Ying Bing: "?"

I drank some more tea.

Just as Li Mo was about to get up to relieve himself, Elder Qian Bufan's voice came:

"Next game."

"Ruyi Peak Linjiang, facing..."

"Li Mo of Jade Cluster Peak!"

Good news, it's finally his turn.

The bad news is, he's getting a little anxious.

It was quite a coincidence that I ran into an acquaintance in my very first match.

Really.

Qian Bufan finished reading the two names, all eyes turned to him, many with scrutiny.

There has been much discussion about Li Mo within the sect.

Some say he is public-spirited and a kind-hearted gentleman.

Some say he is not strong enough to be compared with Ying Bing, and they call him one of the two prodigies of Clear Abyss Sect.

Some critics say he's a gigolo and became Elder Shang Wu's lover...

Of course, such remarks are purely the product of jealousy and slander. Senior disciples of Clear Abyss Sect know that Elder Shang Wu himself is dirt poor, so where would he get the money to support male concubines?

In short, opinions vary widely.

But one thing is certain: everyone wants to see just how capable this Disciple Li really is.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Mo couldn't very well say that he wanted to go to a master's program first.

So he could only go on stage and say softly:

"Brother Lin, let's finish this quickly."

"Okay."

Then.

Lin Jiang, who had just stepped onto the stage, walked to the edge of the ring.

One second after Elder Qian gave the order to 'begin'.

He jumped off the ring.

"I surrender."

Lin Jiang shouted without hesitation, afraid that if he shouted even a little too slowly, Li Mo would take action.

Disciples: "Huh?"

The elders. "??"

The remaining members of the clan who attended the ceremony. "???"

This is definitely rigged!

You two are both at the Blood-Qi Realm, and you surrendered without even fighting? Do you think we, the audience, are idiots?!

Lin Jiang, how could you do this to us?

rnm, refund my money!

Oh, it seems we haven't paid.

That's alright then.

But there's definitely something wrong with this, a big problem!

The rules don't say you can't concede, and falling out of the ring does indeed result in a loss, but this is the first time something so bizarre has happened.

All the well-known sects in Purple Sun Prefecture were present, and Qian Bufan felt it was a bit embarrassing, so he went back to discuss it with the other elders.

"How should this be judged?"

"Should we let them fight again?"

"Look at Lin Jiang's condition, is there any point in continuing the fight? It's pointless."

The elders couldn't reach a conclusion either.

Qian Bufan suddenly realized something and asked suspiciously, "Junior Nephew Shang Wu, you wouldn't have secretly threatened Lin Jiang, making him admit defeat directly, would you?"

The elders looked at her; this was indeed something she was capable of doing.

"Watch your mouth!"

"Why would I need to threaten a mere disciple? That would be too much trouble."

"Wouldn't it be more convenient to directly threaten Elder Qian into blowing the whistle unfairly?"

Shang Wu was furious.

You can question her character, but questioning her intelligence is infuriating.

The elders. "..."

What are you so self-righteous about?

Then.

Elder Qian could only helplessly announce:

"Li Mo!"

"Shh..."

A chorus of boos erupted from the stands.

Li Mo was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Brother Lin, it is fast, but... why did it have to come to this?"

"I'm not stupid."

Lin Jiang shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

He remembers it very clearly.

During the sect trial, Brother Li crippled Wang Hu, who had been suffocating him, with a single punch.

The Spine-Back Turtle's shell was completely dried out... it was practically a humanoid Calamity Beast.

Fighting Brother Li would be like handing yourself over.

By conceding now, he can preserve his strength for the next battle.

If you don't admit defeat, then you don't need to worry about your ranking in the Nine Peaks Martial Tournament.

In case Brother Li doesn't stop himself, perhaps we should just start a feast and have a few dishes...