Qin Shaofeng did not say much. He strode over, leaped lightly, and landed atop the arena.
Yan Wuya was already waiting on the arena, with even a trace of impatience on his face.
"You finally showed up!"
Before Qin Shaofeng could answer, he suddenly heard an astonished cry from nearby. "How could it be you?"
"You're Qin Shaofeng?"
Qin Shaofeng frowned and turned his gaze toward the referee's platform.
There stood a beautiful female cultivator in green robes with a sword on her back. Her face was filled with tension and disbelief.
Wasn't this the Myriad Sword Sect Enforcement Elder who had misunderstood him earlier?
What, was she here to serve as the referee this time?
Qin Shaofeng was somewhat surprised as well, but he still casually said, "I am Qin Shaofeng."
Upon hearing those words, the beautiful female cultivator looked as though she had been struck by lightning.
This guy has the strength to defeat me head-on?
Why the hell is he even participating in the Hundred Disciples Grand Competition!
He'll one hundred percent take first place, alright!
At that moment, Yan Wuya looked at the beautiful female cultivator with great confusion. "Elder Lian, is something not right?"
To be honest, Yan Wuya knew this beautiful female cultivator.
Her name was Lian Qingyi. Not only was she an Enforcement Elder of the Myriad Sword Sect, she was also Yan Wuya's junior martial aunt.
There was another layer to their relationship: Yan Wuya's master, the Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect, intended to become Dao Companions with her. They were now at the stage of piercing through the paper window.
If not for that, Lian Qingyi would not have taken the initiative to warn Yan Wuya just now.
However, Lian Qingyi was feeling exceptionally troubled at this moment.
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