The Qingjian Sect's ancestral stone inscription vanished just like that.
"Our Ancestor left the sect over a thousand years ago and vanished without a trace. Now that this phenomenon has appeared again... it seems the old man is still alive!"
"And his cultivation has advanced even further!"
"Our Qingjian Sect is blessed."
Everyone in the Qingjian Sect was overjoyed.
"Now that the selection is over."
The Qingjian Sect's Sect Master, Yin Qing, spoke:
"The top three hundred may accompany our Qingjian Sect to the Hanque Mountain Range."
"And the top three... will become our sect's direct disciples!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised a hand toward the several hundred people still standing in the arena.
Everyone was startled. They all felt as though a sword were thrusting toward them.
In an instant, they all instinctively struck out to resist!
Fan Paiming resisted the sword while retreating more than a dozen steps before finally steadying himself.
Zeng Shasha likewise retreated more than a dozen steps.
Seeing everyone retreat, Li Fan was quick-witted enough to quietly follow suit, taking a few steps back.
There was safety in numbers!
On the other side, Lin Yihao had only retreated three steps!
"Only three steps? This man's swordsmanship... is formidable!"
A Qingjian Sect elder immediately fixed his gaze on Lin Yihao.
Sect Master Yin Qing's strike had been a test.
A test of everyone's swordsmanship.
The greater one's skill, the fewer steps one had to retreat from Yin Qing's sword.
And Lin Yihao... was nothing short of a genius.
A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Yihao's mouth. He was confident that he would come first!
But at that very moment—
"Wait... how come this little girl hasn't taken a single step back?!"
Someone suddenly looked toward Fan Yaoyao!
Fan