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Esdeath stood on the giant ice puck, her expression aloof and arrogant.

Everyone was speechless.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

The crowd that had been standing around the free arena area seemed to have agreed beforehand, and they all retreated, looking at Esdeath with fear in their eyes.

This is too scary!

"How can I take revenge?"

Below the arena, Voldemort stared at Esdeath in a daze, his mind screaming.

He is the Dark Lord, a being who instills fear in the entire magical world.

As a result, he was trampled underfoot by a woman like trash.

He naturally wanted revenge, a hundredfold revenge.

However, after witnessing Esdeath's methods, his heart was greatly shaken.

"Unexpectedly, the two strongest regions were the first to decide on the champion."

Ye Hao shook his head slightly.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Sanfeng's battle should be over as well."

As Zhang Sanfeng continued to fight against different martial arts masters, his aura became more and more mellow, his internal energy became more and more refined, and he was in a state of semi-breakthrough.

To be precise, Zhang Sanfeng had already reached the level of a half-step Grandmaster.

Tai Chi Chuan is based on the principle of using minimal force to overcome great strength, and using the weak to defeat the strong. As a result, Zhang Sanfeng was the strongest among all the grandmasters.

It is conceivable that many martial arts masters were repeatedly crushed when facing Zhang Sanfeng.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Both Ling Donglai and Esdeath are incredibly powerful."

"Who do you think is stronger, Esdeath or Ling Donglai?"

"I know Ling Donglai is a martial artist, and Esdeath is an ice mage, right?"

"The Free Arena, the Grandmaster-level Arena, and the Master-level Arena are all over. The Innate-level Arena and the Acquired-level Arena are not very interesting anymore."

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When the grandmaster-level arena competition came to a close, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, their faces filled with satisfaction.

People no longer pay much attention to the acquired and innate level arenas.

Having witnessed the clash between martial arts grandmasters, and Esdeath's ability to conjure a giant ice ball a hundred meters in diameter out of thin air, the fight between Acquired Realm and Innate Realm martial artists was like children fighting.

"The day after tomorrow level arena competition has also ended, and as expected, Dian Wei persisted until the end."

In the Arena of the Day After Tomorrow level, many people wanted to exhaust Dian Wei's stamina in order to defeat him, but unfortunately, most of them couldn't even withstand a single blow from Dian Wei's halberd.

If they fought for a day and a night, they might be able to exhaust Dian Wei's strength.

However, the match could not possibly last that long.

"The innate competition can end now. If you can't even withstand a single sword strike, what's the point of competing?"

"Let's finish this quickly, we still have to participate in the lucky draw and auction."

"The gap is too big. Comparing is a complete waste of time."

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The audience urged each other on in the only remaining innate arena area.

Upon hearing this, some of the others who had originally wanted to test just how sharp Dugu Qiubai's sword was also abandoned their attempts to continue the match.

Because, we really can't beat them.

Moreover, the difference is so great that it's hard to tell anything.

"It's finally over. I can brag about it for three days and three nights when I get back."

"Yes! Yes! Unforgettable, unforgettable! Especially Ling Donglai and Esdeath, they were just too strong."

"Sigh~ I'm so envious! The rewards these champions received are just too enviable."

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As they spoke, everyone turned and left.

"What are you going to do?"

Just then, everyone saw a figure who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, as if everything was unrelated to him, suddenly walk towards the arena.

The figure was dressed in white, with a cold and stern face, and held a long, narrow, black sword in his hand. He was an extremely handsome and aloof man.

"Isn't it all over? What's he going to do now?"

"Don't think that just because you're handsome, you're a skilled martial artist?"

"He's wasting another three minutes of our time. It's outrageous! Why did he have to start the competition now, when everyone else is getting ready? Is he trying to get attention?"

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The surrounding discussions and accusations did not affect the figure in white in the slightest.

His eyes were only on the invincible Dugu Qiubai on the arena.

"Whoosh~"

With a graceful, ethereal movement, as if riding the wind, the white-clad figure instantly appeared before Dugu Qiubai.

"Shu~"

The sound of a sword being drawn rang out, producing a crisp, resounding clang.

That's the sound of a precious sword!

The white-clad figure remained expressionless, raising the sword in his hand and coldly saying: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world, with a blade three feet and seven inches long and a net weight of seven pounds and thirteen ounces."

Name: Ximen Chuixue.

[Identity: Sword God in the world of Lu Xiaofeng.]

Everyone was speechless.

The departing crowd seemed to be frozen in place, their bodies jolted as if struck by lightning, and they couldn't help but shiver.

And this kind of operation?

How could such a thing happen?

Is this something a human being could say?

Why is it so impactful and sophisticated?

This figure in white is definitely not simple!

who is he?.

Chapter Forty: I Want to Learn Swordsmanship, Starting to Harvest Value Points [Seeking Flowers and Votes!]

"What a sword!"

Dugu Qiubai was not affected in the slightest; on the contrary, he praised him.

"It is indeed a fine sword."

Ximen Chuixue replied.

Dugu Qiubai also raised his sword and said, "This sword is forged from meteorite from the world. It is a heavy sword without an edge, and its great skill is without artifice. The blade is three feet and three inches long, and its net weight is seventy-three pounds and six ounces."

"Good sword."

"It's a fine sword to begin with!"

Ximen Chuixue said: I started learning swordsmanship at the age of seven, and after seven years I have mastered it. I have yet to meet an opponent.

Dugu Qiubai said, "I have roamed the martial world for more than 30 years, killing all my enemies and defeating all heroes. There is no one left in the world who can stand against me. Helpless, I can only live in seclusion in a deep valley and take eagles as my friends."

"Ximen Chuixue!"

"Dugu Qiubai!"

Everyone was speechless.

I am!

mmp!

At that moment, countless people felt their scalp tingle.

Especially the swordsmen, whose very souls trembled.

What a perfect conversation!

It's simply an art form in Kendo.

Even their names exude a high-class feel, making them feel inferior.

"Is that why they are top-tier swordsmen?"

"No wonder my swordsmanship has always been mediocre. I don't even understand the basics of my own sword. How can I become a top swordsman?"