Refining Ruins Cauldron

With a few quick maneuvers, Gu Qingyun dodged two more attacks in the blink of an eye.

In his hand, the Green Serpent Spirit Sword gathered spiritual power, and the gaps in the scabbard were already tinged with a layer of red light.

Of course, Hou Mang couldn't see it; he only knew that he was getting better and better at fighting, and his morale was rising.

Gu Qingyun was clearly no longer able to fight back and could only be slaughtered at his mercy.

Losing is only a matter of time.

"A piece of trash is a piece of trash. Why don't you just admit defeat? Do you really think anyone can save you?"

With a cold snort, Hou Mang slammed his fists down again.

Yellow earth-attribute spiritual energy swept out and headed straight for Gu Qingyun.

This time, they flanked the opponent from both sides, leaving them no room to escape.

Hou Mang was putting all his strength into it, clearly aiming for a final blow.

Let's end this boring cat-and-mouse game!

Gu Qingyun's expression shifted.

After enduring so much, the opportunity has finally arrived!

Having fought for so long, Gu Qingyun had already figured out Hou Mang's habits.

Each time he made a move, the opponent's spiritual power was characterized by its ferocity and speed, but precisely because of this, there would be a brief window of opportunity after each attack.

If it were at the beginning, this window of opportunity would be extremely difficult to seize. If Hou Mang could defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, he would indeed be invincible.

However, Gu Qingyun possessed a Heavenly Rank movement technique and had been fighting him for so long that he had already figured out this weakness.

Half a breath's time, gone in the blink of an eye!

Gu Qingyun changed his stance, no longer dodging backward, but instead charging straight at the enemy!

The speed was even faster than before!

Even Hou Mang didn't have time to react.

When I came to my senses, Gu Qingyun was already in front of me!

His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at Gu Qingyun in surprise.

This ant that I've been chasing has actually come to kill me at this moment!

"die!"

However, he was not afraid at all. Relying on his cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining, Hou Mang did not think he would lose!

He withdrew his fist and retaliated, preparing to kill Gu Qingyun once more!

However, having waited so long for this opportunity, how could the latter possibly let him succeed?

Swish!

A flash of red light, and the spirit sword was drawn, moving so fast that only a blur remained!

The sharp aura that burst forth in that instant made everyone present turn their heads in surprise!

Like a spark igniting a prairie fire, it now possesses the power to overwhelm an army!

The sword light was like a rainbow, instantly draining all the spiritual power from Gu Qingyun's body!

A desperate, all-or-nothing sword strike, gathering everything into the blade!

Undeterred and unstoppable, they can break through anything!

During this month, Gu Qingyun practiced repeatedly.

Drawing the sword, sheathing the sword—it was incredibly tedious, yet I persevered.

Hou Mang's ferocious expression froze completely at that moment.

By the time he felt that fiery red glow, it was already too late.

Who would have thought that a mere Qi Refining Level 6 trash could actually threaten him, a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator?!

Hou Mang is even facing the threat of death!

"No!"

He only had time to roar in his heart, trying to gather spiritual power for defense!

I am at the ninth level of Qi Refining. If I can defend with all my might, I can definitely block this sword!

However, after that all-out attack, the flow of spiritual energy within his body was noticeably slower.

In such a short time, only a small amount of spiritual energy could be condensed.

However, the yellow earth-attribute spiritual energy was not even enough to condense into armor, but only formed a thin protective membrane.

Swish!

boom!

A muffled thud rang out, and the arena exploded!

The spiritual energy fluctuations spread outwards, forcing some weaker disciples to retreat several steps.

Hou Mang's defenses were as flimsy as paper; they couldn't stop a wildfire from spreading!

He was sent flying like a cannonball, coughing up blood as he fell off the stage.

His chest was already scorched black.

That deep, bone-revealing wound was enough to astonish and terrify all the disciples!

At this moment, Hou Mang lay on the ground like a dead dog.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time; his throat was already soaked with blood.

Hou Mang's eyes were filled with disbelief. Even at this moment, he still couldn't accept the fact that he had been defeated!

That's nothing but a useless Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator!

Just a useless, mixed-elemental spirit root!

How could I possibly lose!

puff!

Spitting out another mouthful of blood, Hou Mang was overcome with anger and, coupled with the severity of his injuries, could no longer remain conscious.

He fainted on the spot!

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The disciples swallowed hard as they watched this scene.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining... they actually won?!"

"Did you see that sword strike just now...? What was that?"

"It was too fast, like a flash of fire..."

The crowd whispered among themselves, none daring to raise their voices too high.

Clearly, Gu Qingyun's sword strike had frightened them.

However, after a short while, the discussion grew louder, until the entire room was in an uproar.

On the stage, Gu Qingyun knelt on one knee, supporting his body with the spirit sword in his hand.

He was panting heavily.

Although he was not injured, the wildfire that had just ignited the fire had drained all his spiritual energy, leaving him completely exhausted.

All eyes were on Gu Qingyun, their expressions extremely complicated.

The mockery and insults from before vanished completely at that moment.

Even those outer disciples who had been talking nonsense now looked at Gu Qingyun with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Who would have thought that a Qi Refining Level 6 disciple with mixed spiritual roots could actually cut down Hou Mang with just one sword strike!

That's a master at the ninth level of Qi Refining!

This has surprised everyone!

Those disciples of Luoyun Peak originally intended to watch Gu Qingyun be defeated and severely humiliated.

At that moment, the smile on his face froze completely.

The difference between the two is particularly comical.

The disciples of Tiandu Peak looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.

Could this guy really be a monster?!

Even Mingji, with his usually indifferent expression, couldn't help but be moved, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

If it were me, could I have blocked or dodged that sword strike?

Only Mingji himself knew that the answer was not optimistic.

But it's no use. I can only be the first place winner in this competition. I'm determined to win!

On the stage, the expressions of the peak masters were truly fascinating.

Shen Jinsan stared in disbelief, and it took him a long time to come to his senses.

He was still pouring tea in his hand, unaware that the tea was spilling.

Meng Huo sat up abruptly, also marveling at Gu Qingyun's sword strike.

"Six levels of cultivation, unleashing a sword strike nearly equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage?!"

Granny Jing seemed to be deep in thought, noticing the Green Serpent Spirit Sword in Gu Qingyun's hand.

However, it was only for a moment, and then he nodded slightly.

Hua Wuheng, as a sword cultivator, was more aware of the "Sparkling Wilderness" technique that Gu Qingyun had just used.

That was not an ordinary fire-attribute sword technique, but one that transformed from the five elements.

The ability to convert between different attributes indicates a sword technique of considerable skill; at least in my knowledge, I have never encountered one before.

Where did that handyman disciple come from?

Qiu Jiuyou appeared calm, but was equally surprised, and glanced at Gu Qingyun again.

Wei Qianbo remained as usual, showing no emotion, as if this was just an ordinary disciple competition.

However, his gaze lingered on Gu Qingyun for a few more moments...