Qingyun Will Produce a Peerless Sword Immortal!

Qingyun Will Produce a Peerless Sword Immortal!

At that moment.

Everyone fell silent.

Below the stage, the Dragon Head Peak disciples stared at that figure's back in shock.

Looking over, they saw Ji Changfeng dressed in white, two Divine Swords held in his arms. With his back to the crowd, he slowly raised his head to gaze directly at the heavens, his voice clear and overbearing...

"Remember this! Losing to me will be the only thing in your life worth remembering!"

His domineering voice rang in everyone's ears.

The Dragon Head Peak group remained speechless.

Qi Hao stared blankly at that peerlessly elegant figure, involuntarily recalling what had happened at Dazhu Peak not long ago...

Is he really that strong?

Qi Hao felt a little bitter.

This scene drew everyone's attention.

Even the matches on the other three arenas came to an unconscious halt.

They blankly looked toward that white-robed figure, the domineering words echoing in their hearts and leaving them deeply stirred...

"Ji Changfeng! Well done!"

"Beat them down hard!"

The Dazhu Peak disciples erupted in cheers. Tian Ling'er cupped her hands around her mouth and called brightly toward the arena.

After saying that.

She even shot a fierce glare toward where Qi Hao's group stood.

For a moment, the Dragon Head Peak disciples opened their mouths.

They wanted to say something.

But...

The moment they saw that peerlessly elegant figure on the arena, they instinctively shut their mouths again.

Better not provoke him. Better not.

At that moment, disciples from the other peaks began discussing among themselves:

"Hiss—what an overbearing statement!"

"Who exactly is he?"

"His name is Ji Changfeng, Ji Changfeng of Dazhu Peak!"

"Ji Changfeng? Could he be..."

"The peerless genius who broke Qingyun Sect's cultivation records?"

"He reached the Jade Pure First Layer overnight and the Jade Pure Second Layer in half a month. What peerless genius? He's a peerless prodigy!"

The surrounding disciples chattered away.

In just a few words, they had dug up Ji Changfeng's practically "invincible" cultivation history and accomplishments...

At the same time, they recognized Ji Changfeng's opponent.

"Junior Brother Ji's opponent is Lin Jingyu of Dragon Head Peak, one of the Caomiao Village survivors from back then..."

"He has only been in the sect for five years, yet he has already reached the Jade Pure Fifth Layer."

"Five years? Jade Pure Fifth Layer?"

"Hiss—"

"With Jade Pure Fifth Layer cultivation, he couldn't even withstand a single strand of Junior Brother Ji's Sword Intent? Could it be..."

"Junior Brother Ji has already broken through to the Supreme Purity Realm?!!"

The moment those words were spoken.

Everyone present was stunned.

But soon, they secretly shook their heads.

How could the Supreme Purity Realm be so easy to break through?

No matter how quickly one cultivated, it was impossible to reach the Supreme Purity Realm in a mere five years, right?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

On the arena.

Ji Changfeng ignored the discussions around him. His gaze turned to the Arena Guardian Elder at the side, and he cupped his hands in salute.

"Senior, may you announce the result now?"

"Huh? Oh, right..."

The Tongtian Peak elder hurriedly came back to his senses. He lightly struck the small bell beside him and announced:

"This round, Ji Changfeng of Dazhu Peak wins!"

Hearing this, Ji Changfeng saluted the Arena Guardian Elder.

Then he turned and left the arena without hesitation.

He did not even spare Lin Jingyu a glance.

"You..."

Lin Jingyu knelt on the ground in agony.

Looking at Ji Changfeng's back, fury overwhelmed his heart, and he fainted on the spot.

Seeing this.

The Dragon Head Peak disciples hurriedly ran up in embarrassment and carried him away...

From now on.

Lin Jingyu would probably spend the rest of his life living in Ji Changfeng's shadow.

As for that, Cangsong Daoist felt there was nothing wrong with it.

To lose to Senior Brother Wan's disciple.

That was Lin Jingyu's honor!

On the high platform, the Peak Masters looked at one another.

Tian Buyi calmly picked up the teacup beside him and took a light sip, though inwardly he was already overjoyed.

He glanced from the corner of his eye.

He had wanted to see whether Cang Song wore an expression as though he had eaten shit, but...

The result greatly surprised him.

Because not only did Cang Song show no dissatisfaction, he even looked excited.

???

My Dazhu Peak disciple just gave your Dragon Head Peak disciple a brutal beating. What are you getting excited about?

Tian Buyi was utterly baffled.

Cangsong Daoist's response was that Tian Buyi knew nothing!

He stared excitedly at Ji Changfeng's figure and sighed inwardly:

"As expected of Senior Brother Wan's disciple!"

"For Jingyu to lose to Nephew Changfeng is his honor..."

Master Shuiyue gazed dazedly at Ji Changfeng's figure.

She involuntarily recalled the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament three hundred years ago...

Back then.

Senior Brother Wan had been just as peerlessly elegant.

True Master Daoxuan gently stroked his beard. Looking at Ji Changfeng, he could not help but sigh:

"In the future, our Qingyun Sect will produce a peerless Sword Immortal!"

As soon as he said this.

Cangsong Daoist immediately nodded in agreement. "Nephew Changfeng possesses Grand Purity Potential!"

They all knew of Ji Changfeng's talent.

But seeing him so high-spirited and peerlessly elegant now, they could not help but feel emotional...

Nephew Changfeng could be called—the Young Sword Immortal!

Ji Changfeng slowly stepped down from the arena.

He glanced sideways and saw the Cold Girl in a distant corner, holding the Heavenly Ya Divine Sword and silently watching him.

Ji Changfeng gave Lu Xueqi a faint smile.

Seeing this, Lu Xueqi turned and left without revealing any emotion.

"Ji Changfeng! Come here, quickly!"

A crisp voice rang out.

Looking over, Tian Ling'er stood beside the Dazhu Peak group, waving at him excitedly.

Ji Changfeng walked over.

A peculiar light gleamed in Tian Ling'er's eyes, and her pretty face was flushed as she said:

"Ji Changfeng! That was beautifully done!"

"You didn't see how ugly the faces of those Dragon Head Peak people were..."

Standing beside Ji Changfeng, Tian Ling'er chattered on without stopping.

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly and asked, "Senior Sister, how many of us from Dazhu Peak have made it through the first round?"

Tian Ling'er thought for a moment. "Me, you, and Eldest Senior Brother. Little Fan's match hasn't ended yet."

Ji Changfeng nodded.

There was no need to worry about Zhang Xiaofan. He would definitely pass with ease.

As long as he did not encounter an elite disciple like Qi Hao at the Jade Purity Ninth Layer.

Then with his foundation in Dual Cultivation of Buddhist and Daoist arts, along with the Fire-Stirring Rod that rivaled a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, even reaching the semifinals would be effortless...

"Seventh Senior Brother, Senior Sister."

Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

Looking over.

They saw Zhang Xiaofan with the Fire-Stirring Rod at his waist, walking over with a smile on his face.

"Little Fan? Is your match over?" Tian Ling'er asked.

"It's over!" Zhang Xiaofan nodded. Looking at Ji Changfeng, he said with a smile:

"Seventh Senior Brother, I won!"

"Not bad." Ji Changfeng smiled faintly.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed someone standing beside Zhang Xiaofan.

The man wore a green robe and held a folding fan. He looked rather flashy...

"And this is?" Tian Ling'er looked at him with some surprise.

Hearing that, Zhang Xiaofan was just about to introduce him.

But the other man was not shy at all. He directly squeezed forward with a grin and introduced himself.

"I am Zeng Shushu of Fenghui Peak. Greetings, Senior Sister Tian and Senior Brother Ji." Zeng Shushu held his folding fan and spoke with a smile.

"Zeng Shushu?" Ji Changfeng gave him a thoughtful look.

"Senior Brother Ji, I watched your match just now. It was fucking awesome, especially that line..."

Zeng Shushu stepped forward and threw an arm around Ji Changfeng's shoulders, acting as though they had long been friends.

After saying that.

He even pulled a small booklet from his robes.

Inside were recorded Ji Changfeng's domineering quotes.