A voice trembled with shock as he looked at the name displayed on the Lu Tianxing tablet, his entire expression changing.
For a long time, this name had been a nightmare in his heart.
This Wang Yan...
Could it be the Wang Yan he's thinking of?
How did he qualify to participate in the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition!?
But when he noticed the points displayed after Wang Yan's name on the spirit tablet, his expression changed several times. He breathed a sigh of relief, but a cold glint appeared on his lips.
With just over 10,000 points, there's still a considerable distance to go before reaching the top 100.
Oh.
Honestly, what am I panicking about?
Who cares which Wang Yan he is? I am no longer the same as before. If I encounter an old rival, I will be able to avenge the One Sword wound I suffered in the past!
The humiliation Wang Yan and his two companions inflicted on him on the Azure Yang Sword Sect Sect's arena that day still fills him with rage whenever he recalls it.
When he saw the true face of the person who came on stage, and it was none other than Wang Yan, whom he had suspected, Lu Tianxing smiled.
" Wang Yan, it's been so long. I never expected you to come before me again. It's just a pity that we are no longer from the same world."
His tone was compassionate, but it actually contained malice and sarcasm.
Just a few months ago, he lost to Wang Yan. He still remembers that day when he, as the Holy Son of the Azure Yang Sword Sect, fell from grace and became the laughing stock of countless disciples.
An unknown nobody brought him immense shame.
Although he is no longer the same person he once was, the stain that Wang Yan brought him can never be washed away.
Unless one day he has the ability to erase the memories of everyone who witnessed that battle, the scene of that crushing defeat will forever remain in the minds of many Azure Yang Sword Sect disciples, elders, and even the sect leader.
From that day on, Lu Tianxing vowed that one day he would avenge himself!
I just never expected this day to come so soon.
Wang Yan was not surprised to run into Lu Tianxing at the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition. Seeing the other party's look of wanting to devour him whole, he didn't even bother to respond. He simply raised his spirit sword and gestured for a fight.
He was just a defeated opponent in the past. He was no match for me at the Azure Yang Sword Sect, and he is even less so on the stage of the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition...
Although it's unclear where Wang Yan's confidence came from or what fortuitous opportunity he obtained, it doesn't matter.
If I cannot win this battle, then... I am unworthy to be my master's disciple.
His master had given him so much; if he couldn't even defeat this former defeated opponent, he would have no face to see his master again.
Today, he will let his opponent know that he was no match for him in the past, and he will not be now, nor will he be in the future. The gap between them will only widen, and there is no possibility of it narrowing.
However, Wang Yan Lu Tianxing interpreted Wang Yan's behavior as him looking down on him.
Lu Tianxing's expression instantly turned cold, and he let out a cold laugh.
"You don't think that I'm the same person I was back on the Azure Yang Sword Sect Sect's arena, do you?"
brush--
Lu Tianxing abandoned all defense and immediately attacked, a faint golden glint appearing in his eyes.
After absorbing the medicinal power of two Dragon Soul Pill, his aptitude and various qualities have been greatly improved. He is confident that he will not repeat the mistakes he made in the sect competition!
Two figures on the second arena rapidly approached each other.
Immediately afterwards--
Bang!
A figure was sent flying backward, over the railing at the edge of the arena, and landed heavily on the ground.
This scene was not uncommon in the Seven Kingdoms Grand Competition and did not cause too much shock, but the person who landed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the railing that was so close yet so far, his eyes filled with astonishment.
He... he was blasted away by One Sword strike again?!
No, that's impossible!
He doesn't believe it!
Regardless of whether Lu Tianxing believed it or not, Wang Yan slowly walked to the edge of the arena, looking down at him with the same face that had given him nightmares countless times.
Wang Yan casually sheathed his sword, looking at Lu Tianxing lying on the ground with a face full of humiliation, his expression showing no contempt.
He simply said, "You're right, we are indeed no longer from the same world."