Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 182 Winning Streak!

Yuwen Yao stood there, stunned, watching the azure spiritual energy dissipate in the wind.

Her palms remained in the pushing position, but her fingers trembled slightly unconsciously.

"..."

Staring at the lingering golden sword light at Song Yan's fingertips, he took a moment to come back to his senses.

"I……"

She slowly raised her hand, gesturing to the elder in charge.

"I lost."

What was that just now?
I could clearly feel the oppressive feeling of death.

She had just assumed that no cultivator at the Qi Refining stage could withstand that attack head-on, and she hadn't even managed to condense a protective spiritual garment.

If Song Yan hadn't deliberately shifted that finger slightly, he probably would have died here.

The elder in charge also snapped out of his daze at the overwhelming power of the two fighting against each other, which far surpassed the cultivation levels of their peers, and took a deep look at the young man carrying the sword box.

"Central Taiwan, number seventeen, Song Yansheng."

After the duel ended, Yuwen Yao did not immediately leave the stage. Instead, he took a wine flask from his waist, tilted his head back and took a swig, then tossed it to Song Yan: "Catch."

"That last move was originally intended for Li Yi, but it didn't seem to work for you."

Yuwen Yao sighed softly, and the wine pot drew an arc in the air.

"We became friends through this misunderstanding. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will visit you again to learn from you."

Song Yan took it, and remembering Xiao He's instructions, he hesitated for a moment, but ultimately gave her face and took a sip.

However, he was particular about not drinking directly from the mouth, as the other person still wanted to drink.

After drinking it, he used his spiritual power to return it to her from afar.

"Shijian Peak, Earth Character 21, ready to serve at any time."

The surrounding area erupted in uproar as the elder deacon delivered his verdict.

In the elders' seats, Lingquan Peak Master Yu Tian looked at the young disciple with great interest; he had some impression of Song Yan.

When I went to Changping before, I took a group of disciples with me, and this disciple was one of them.

Unexpectedly, I later learned that it was this very person who forced the many incidents in Changping to end quickly.

However, I've never had the chance to properly witness the talent and charisma of this younger generation.

"Having met you today, I am truly impressed by your talent."

Daoist Li Jun watched the young man leaving the stage, lost in thought.

Having reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, and having just completed his natal flying sword, it means he already possesses his own swordsmanship.

Well, it's not too late yet.

The most powerful method right now is probably the true essence of swordsmanship.

That girl Yuwen didn't lose unjustly.

Li Qingfeng and Gu Qingqing were sitting in the east-facing spectator seats, and they were having a great time.

"We won! Senior Brother Song won!"

Xiao Gu danced with joy.

Li Qingfeng looked at her with a strange expression: "If it's not Qingqing, then whose side are you on?"

"Hehehe, whoever wins gets to be on my side."

Actually it is not.

Senior Sister Yuwen Yao is always teasing her, so it's great that Senior Brother Song wins.

However, if Senior Sister Yuwen Yao wins, she might become even more aggressive.

So it's quite obvious that she's on Song's side.

Where there is joy, there is sorrow.

In addition to the elders' seats prepared for the peak masters and sect leaders, there are also elders' seats on both sides.

Xu Ziqing, Zhang Guangyuan, Qin Xijun, and other ordinary elders sat here.

Yang Wenxuan appeared calm, but his eyes concealed a murderous intent.

to him.

People who can't be friends may end up as rivals.

Opponents must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Moreover, this is a disciple with such exceptional talent.

All failures or destructions are caused by the lack of decisiveness and courage of those involved.

A disciple with some talent is nothing special.

Only by drastically changing the complacent style of the Dongyuan Sect can the sect's immortal path flourish and reach its peak.

A glint flashed in his eyes, but no one knew what he was thinking.

The decisive battle continues. Perhaps because of the brilliant victory between Song Yan and Yuwen Yao, many spectators found the originally exciting duel somewhat dull at this moment.

After one round of decisive battles, each side had its winners and losers.

The five winners are Li Yi, Song Yan, Xiang Zhaoling, Han Yuan, and Lin Qing.

With almost no time to rest, the second round of decisive battles began quickly.

This time, Song Yan's opponent is Xiang Zhaoling.

"It was a fierce battle..."

He stared intently at Xiang Zhaoling, who was not far from the dueling platform, fully alert.

"If we rely solely on the strength of those Gu worms, we should be able to handle it."

Of course, you need to be careful when dealing with that powerful excrement-inducing Gu.

Will she summon those poisonous insects and beasts?

The Observing Void Sword Eyes were activated, and the Soaring Cloud Intent was also fully activated.

"If we go all out, we might just be able to fight."

He didn't think about how to deal with Li Yi after giving it his all.

In his view, Xiang Zhaoling was just as dangerous as Li Yi.

Being able to defeat any one of them is a transcendence of one's former self.

Bu Xizhou and Lian Li stood on the left and right, poised and ready, their eyes fixed on Xiang Zhaoling, awaiting the elder's command to start the battle.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Xiang Zhaoling slowly raised her small hand.

Song Yan was on high alert, his sword fingers already closed, ready to unleash his sword energy.

"Elder!"

Xiang Zhaoling smiled sweetly and raised her little hand high: "I admit defeat."

"...?"

The girl's clear voice rang out on the dueling platform.

The tense atmosphere instantly froze.

The sword energy that Song Yan was gathering at his fingertips paused slightly, even the elder in charge was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

"Southeast Sword Debate Platform, number seventeen, Song Yansheng!"

The surrounding stands erupted in an uproar.

"what's the situation?!"

"Why did Junior Sister Xiang admit defeat so easily?"

A female cultivator chuckled mischievously, "Could it be because Senior Brother Song is so handsome?"

"No way! I even bet on Junior Sister Xiang to win, twenty spirit stones!!"

However, some people seriously analyzed: "Perhaps it's because Senior Brother Song Yan's sword energy was too fierce."

"If I were to face him, even if I managed to win with great difficulty, I would be too injured or exhausted to continue the decisive battle."

This statement was accepted by most people.

Below the arena, Song Yan and Xiang Zhaoling returned to their seats for preparation.

He asked, puzzled, "Junior Sister Xiang, what does this mean?"

"Oh, dear brother, it's because I can't beat you yet!"

Xiang Zhaoling seemed unconcerned: "It takes a lot of effort to raise my little Gu worms. You killed them all with one sword. Where am I supposed to cry now?"

"But...the giant toad and giant scorpion outside Lingxifang that night..."

"Those aren't mine."

Xiang Zhaoling fiddled with her fingernails and said, "Those are all things I brought from the Southern Frontier. They were all raised by my father."

“If the fight is fought with those big guys, then it won’t be me winning; it will be my father winning. That’s so boring.”

Song Yan suddenly realized.

"……I see."

With that in mind, he felt somewhat relieved.

However, to Song Yan's surprise, Xiang Zhaoling's admission of defeat seemed to have started a trend of admitting defeat.

His next two matches were against Lin Qing and Shao Sichao, respectively.

Both of them admitted defeat on the spot, and he didn't even go up to the dueling platform.

Thus, a very strange scene unfolded in this decisive battle.

With three opponents conceding defeat, Song Yan entered a four-game winning streak without injury.

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