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But soon, their attention was drawn to another group of people who arrived.

—In the distance, several more figures appeared.

These figures were also very fast, but unlike the light and graceful movements of Lin Yunshuang and the others, their movements were more steady and domineering.

Each figure exuded an aura unique to top experts, coming from different directions and finally converging at the summit of Mount Hua.

The Southern Emperor, Master Yideng, wearing a golden kasaya, with a compassionate and serene expression, held a demon-subduing Zen staff in his hand. He landed on the east side of the arena, clasped his hands together, and chanted Buddhist mantras softly.

Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, still had that sinister and cold appearance. He wore a black robe, his eyes were sharp as knives, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

He landed on the west side of the arena, his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the Great Sun Palace in the center. Only after realizing that the Immortal Venerable did not make a move did he feel a little relieved.

Ouyang Feng had to admit that Li Mochou possessed a broad-mindedness and the courage to let go of hatred.

If only he had such a magnanimous heart, he wouldn't be suffering from sleepless nights because he couldn't get revenge.

Qiu Qianren, clad in iron armor and carrying a heavy iron sword, stood like an iron tower on the south side of the arena, his face resolute and his eyes sharp.

He abandoned his ancestral Iron Palm technique and switched to swordsmanship. Surprisingly, his strength increased instead of decreasing, and he made great progress, truly reaching a level comparable to the Five Greats.

Dorje Tenzin, the Golden Dragon Master of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, stands on the north side of the arena, wearing a red robe, a golden crown, and holding a vajra. His face is majestic and his appearance is solemn.

Ardashir, the messenger of light in the Zoroastrian religion of Persia, was a middle-aged man with a full head of red hair and deep-set features. He wore a long robe embroidered with flame patterns, held a curved sword, and exuded a fiery aura.

Five experts occupied five positions on the arena. Although they did not unleash an overwhelming aura, their confidence and composure clearly revealed their strength.

The audience in the stands below immediately became excited.

"Master Yideng!"

"Ouyang Feng has indeed arrived!"

"Qiu Qianren! He's here too!"

"And that Venerable XZ, and that Persian envoy... Although they are not well-known, their aura alone shows that they are no less than the Five Greats!"

"It seems this sword duel is going to be really interesting!"

Those who knew the inside story had gleaming eyes: "Judging from Master Yideng's actions, they are clearly here to challenge the Immortal Venerable."

"Look at their eyes, they're full of fighting spirit!"

"Could it be... that they really think they can defeat an Immortal Venerable?"

"Who knows? Although the Immortal Venerable is powerful, Master Yideng and the others are not to be underestimated! I heard that they have also made great progress this year!"

With the help of Li Mochou's many martial arts techniques that spread throughout the world, the overall strength of martial artists in the lower ranks of the martial arts world has been rapidly improved, while these martial artists who were already at the top of the martial arts world have opened the door to a new world.

Whether it's divine skills or unique techniques, they are of great significance to people like Master Yideng who reached the pinnacle on their own. However, what truly inspired them the most were the relatively basic martial arts mental techniques that "Li Mochou" created casually.

Those basic mental techniques contain the martial arts wisdom of another complete martial arts system (the world of The Legendary Twins). From the most basic breathing techniques to the circulation of true qi, they have greatly inspired these martial arts masters.

Especially Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng, and Ouyang Feng, they were all true martial arts masters, but they were limited by the constraints of this world and remained at the level of the Five Greats.

Now that he has obtained the fresh martial arts knowledge brought by "Li Mochou" from the world of The Legendary Twins, he was immediately inspired, his inspiration exploded, and he integrated and created his own unique and higher-level skills, thus taking another step forward and making rapid progress in his martial arts cultivation!

While Qiu Qianren, Dorje Tenzin, and Ardashir lacked the foundation of a master who could create their own martial arts techniques, they had various profound mental cultivation methods circulating in the martial arts world as references, which allowed them to push their own realm to another level.

It can be said that the masters present at this moment, such as Master Yideng, Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Zhou Botong, are theoretically at the same level as Lin Yunshuang and others.

However, if a real fight were to break out, it would be difficult for masters like Lin Yunshuang, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong, who were quickly trained and instructed by "Li Mochou," to defeat these martial arts masters who broke through on their own and forged their own paths.

Although martial arts skills and combat prowess are at the same level, the solidity of their foundation and the depth of their inner strength determine their superiority in actual combat.

However, Li Mochou was not unhappy about this at all; on the contrary, she was very happy.

She sat on her throne, looking at Master Yideng and Ouyang Feng and the others, who were full of confidence and fighting spirit, and a satisfied smile slowly appeared on her lips.

That's more like it.

If everyone is so terrified of her that they dare not make a move in front of her, then this Mount Hua Sword Tournament would be far too boring.

She casually sowed some basic seeds in the martial arts world below, and soon some people absorbed those basic knowledge and grew into towering trees with their own foundation, appearing in front of her, ready to compete with her.

Isn't this exactly what she wanted?

Martial arts must be circulated in order to be continuously improved and strengthened.

Clearly, she did the right thing.

She gently put down the jade cup in her hand and glanced around the room.

"Today, the second Mount Hua Sword Tournament begins."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly, as if it were resounding directly in their minds.

The so-called "Huashan Sword Competition" is, to put it nicely, a competition to test one's skills, but to put it bluntly, it's a contest of martial arts to determine who is superior. No matter how well the theory is explained, in the end, it still comes down to fighting.

Since a fight was inevitable anyway, "Li Mochou" simply announced that she would skip the theoretical debate and start the battle directly.

The Mount Hua Sword Tournament is not a ring competition, and it does not emphasize fair one-on-one duels. Everyone who wants to fight can go to the stage and fight freely. Whoever stands on the stage at the end will be the new supreme master of the martial arts world.

The first Mount Hua Sword Tournament was started by Wang Chongyang using the Nine Yin Manual as bait. Everyone was vying for the Nine Yin Manual, so their motives were not pure.

But today, people aren't after any divine skills or treasures, and they're not even interested in the title of the best in the world. They're mainly here to prove that their theories are the best and their martial arts are the highest, with the mindset of seekers of the Tao, so that they can die without regret.

No one announced the start, and there was no hesitation.

Lin Yunshuang, Ma Xiaotian, Wu Santong, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Mu Nianci, Yang Tiexin, and Xiao Hong immediately leaped up from the stands and landed on the arena.

Although Xiao Hong is not human, her martial arts skills are indeed superb, so she naturally wants to participate in this grand event.

At the same time, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng, Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren, Dorje Tenzin, and Ardashir also stepped onto the arena.

Sixteen figures occupied sixteen positions on the arena, forming a standoff.

The energy and momentum emanating from them were like invisible torrents, colliding fiercely above the arena and producing a deep rumble.

The thick bluestone paving stones on the ground began to tremble slightly under the impact of the powerful true energy.

The martial artists in the stands below, who had originally wanted to go up and try their luck, were all stunned.

They had thought they too would have a chance to shine, but the moment those sixteen actually stood on the ring, they finally understood—

This arena wasn't prepared for them; the sixteen people on it were clearly a level above everyone else, or even more.

Those sixteen were the ones who were to compete in the sword fight, while the rest of them were only fit to be spectators.

Some people gritted their teeth, unwilling to give up, and tried to leap onto the ring.

Before their feet even touched the ground of the arena, they were blasted away by an invisible torrent of energy, and those who reacted slowly were even torn apart, their blood splattering in the sky!

It wasn't a single person who made the move, but rather the invisible torrent of energy emanating from the sixteen people on the stage, formed automatically during the confrontation.

The competition between them had already begun the moment they stepped onto the stage.

They didn't even need to lift a finger; those who weren't qualified couldn't withstand the force and were violently blasted away.

Those who can't even step onto the stage are naturally not qualified to participate in the sword debate.

Those who were still hesitant all backed down after seeing this.

The stage for the Mount Hua Sword Competition never belongs to the weak.

If you insist on forcing your way in, there's only one outcome—death.

At this moment, everyone present understood that this second Mount Hua Sword Tournament belonged to those sixteen people and had nothing to do with the rest of them.

On the arena, the sixteen figures had already moved.

It was Little Red who made the first move.

It coiled in a corner of the arena, its jewel-like eyes locked on Ma Xiaotian, who was closest to it. Suddenly, its snake body sprang up, shooting towards Ma Xiaotian like a red arrow. Its tail tore through the air with a whooshing sound, piercing towards Ma Xiaotian like a sword!

Ma Xiaotian's expression changed, and he cursed, "You heartless bastard! How many medicinal herbs have I fed you, and you're the first one to attack me?!"

Despite his cursing, he moved swiftly, his body swaying as he drifted backward like a falling leaf, while simultaneously flicking his sleeve to collide with Little Red's tail.

Bang!

With a deafening roar, the sleeve and the snake's tail connected, unleashing an unparalleled power that shattered the air and created a towering white wave!

At the very moment Xiao Hong made her move, the other fifteen people also moved almost simultaneously.

The chaos of battle is full of unpredictable changes, requiring constant vigilance against threats from all sides.

Lin Yunshuang's silver rope and golden bell whistled out, like a long silver-white snake, coiling towards Dorje Tenzin.

The bell emitted a clear, ringing sound as it was infused with true energy; the sound was so pleasant that it made one's blood and qi surge.

Dorje Tenzin let out a low shout and slammed his vajra down, striking the silver rope and golden bell squarely. A loud clang of metal clashing rang out, sparks flying everywhere. Both men took three steps back, a hint of seriousness flashing in their eyes.

Meanwhile, Wu Santong had already clashed with Master Yideng.

The master and disciple hadn't seen each other for years, and upon meeting again, they immediately started fighting, a testament to the master's kindness and the disciple's filial piety.

Wu Santong's fighting style remained fierce and domineering. When he pointed out with his One Finger, the sharp finger wind tore through the air, carrying an indomitable momentum.

Master Yideng clasped his hands together, his countenance solemn, and returned the gesture with a single finger strike.

Two equally domineering finger forces collided in mid-air, exploding with a deafening roar and forming a huge air ring.

"Long time no see, your skills have improved!" Master Yideng smiled slightly.

Wu Santong said coldly, "I am no longer your disciple. The Immortal Venerable is my only light. I will not show any mercy today!"

Even with Master Yideng's Buddhist nature, he couldn't help but be speechless at this moment. Santong, you've really gotten carried away.

Without saying a word, the two began fighting again.

Guo Jing then faced off against Ouyang Feng.

Guo Jing unleashed the Nine Nether Seal, striking Ouyang Feng with a series of powerful and domineering palm strikes, one after another, like a tsunami.

Ouyang Feng was equally unyielding, unleashing his newly created Heavenly Toad Skill, his entire body covered in extremely powerful and yang energy, to withstand Guo Jing's palm strike.

"Good lad, you've improved quite a bit since a year ago!" Ouyang Feng chuckled sinisterly. "But that's all. I'm not the same person I was back then!"

Huang Rong then faced off against her father, Huang Yaoshi.

The moment the father and daughter clashed, they fought fiercely, with Huang's Jade Flute Sword Technique and Finger Flicking Skill intertwining and becoming evenly matched.

However, both of them held back some of their strength when they attacked, neither of them wanting to really hurt the other.

"Rong'er, your martial arts are progressing very quickly," Huang Yaoshi said with a smile as he fought.

"Isn't that all thanks to the Immortal Venerable?" Huang Rong blinked. "Father, you need to step up your game too, or I'll surpass you soon!"