These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

It was described in a light and understated manner.

He didn't even change his footing, there was no footwork involved, this sword strike seemed to be a contest of realm and raw strength.

This is, of course, absurd to many.

How can someone who's only progressed from the Overlord Body Realm to the Fusion Realm compare their cultivation levels to someone who's almost at the Dragon Slayer Realm?!

This behavior is practically tantamount to suicide!

Lu Qingyan couldn't help but stand up.

She felt it necessary to take action at this moment because the other party had murderous intent.

And no matter what... no matter what others say afterward... the only thing she had to do was to keep him alive.

He must survive!

Li Hanyang's eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

Fall down quickly...

Cut off his head!

Hurry up!!

Su Mi, standing in the crowd, clenched her delicate hands tightly, seemingly unaware that her nails were digging deep into her palms.

You said you'd be alright...

You will win...

You said it...you said it!!

People gathered around the large square, watching this scene unfold: a magnificent full moon appeared in the sky, its light almost dazzling.

Their eyes were filled with astonishment.

Even an instinctive dementia for spectacular sights.

Some people didn't even realize that Wei Tu had drawn his sword.

Of course... they'll realize that soon enough.

The moonlight was about to spill across the earth, like a few scattered morning stars.

The boy looked at the brilliant moonlight appearing in the clear blue sky and actually smiled.

He recalled the sound of the phoenix flute that year, the jade pot's light turning, and the fish and dragons dancing all night.

Later, all that remained were pavilions shrouded in mist and rain.

But the moonlight that night... could not fill the world, yet it filled the sea of ​​hearts.

He will draw his sword.

He had already raised his arm, like a primordial rain master who could command the wind to stop.

This sword strike is called "Startling Beauty".

It was in that year, when he was in his prime, standing at the top of the five immortal continents, that he drew his sword, overpowering three powerful experts at the God-Gazing Realm.

Mountains can be cut through, and seas can be separated.

Encountering the earth can lead to the Yellow Springs!

When it meets the heavens, it can reveal the light of the sky!

A ray of light was born from this.

It was as if they were born from the netherworld, or from an endless and broken void.

It has a three-colored light that shoots out from the tip of the sword.

It even looks somewhat ethereal, like a rainbow after the rain, even though it only has three colors.

"boom!!"

And the moment this seemingly slender ray of light touched the enormous, unstoppable moonlight filling the sky.

The sound of explosions spread.

The dust on the ground suddenly rose up and radiated in all directions, like a woman lifting her skirt.

The stone bricks on the ground shattered one after another, making cracking sounds, followed by a continuous clattering sound in the air.

But everyone clearly saw what happened.

That light... pierced the moon.

The sky was filled with dense, thick moonlight, as if it were a seamless garment.

Like a burst of water, it shattered with a deafening roar.

It was all a mirage.

All the morning stars fell from the sky and turned into streaks of fire.

"puff……!"

"Ding-dong..."

Yuan Jiacao staggered back a step and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as white as paper.

Then the longsword in Wei Tu's hand shattered.

They became a field of fireflies.

The white robes fluttering in the dust gradually subsided, and he looked up at the moonlight falling like dust.

Yuan Jiacao, who was also looking up, no longer had disbelief or surprise in his eyes; he only had despair and a deep emptiness.

The moonlight would fall to the ground, releasing its last warmth, and then disappear.

But even the slightest bit... failed to catch his eye, and from then on, it lost its luster.

How he did it...it doesn't matter anymore, I...I lost.

"You...you won?"

A gasp of disbelief erupted from the crowd.

Su Mi was almost moved to tears, her eyes reddening first.

Only she knew how much her senior brother had endured humiliation and hardship. He had been practicing swordsmanship since he was old enough to understand things, and his progress in cultivation was as slow as a snail climbing a tree. He had suffered so much criticism.

He did it! He really did it!

Lu Qingyan finally stood up and looked at the boy in the open space. For a moment, her eyes showed surprise.

This was indeed the Wei Tu I had always believed in…

However, she also felt a deep sense of loss and helplessness.

Because this sword strike... does not belong to Xiaoyuan Peak.

He... he really did have to prove himself wrong in this way...

But... I'm still happy for you, just don't do this, please don't do this...

The strange light in Bai Youwei's eyes contrasted sharply with her expression.

What was originally just a possible but unrealistic conjecture has actually come true.

Is this... possibly an opportunity for me?

"...Damn it!"

Compared to everyone else's complex yet dominant surprise, Ran Xinxue muttered a curse under her breath.

She was the only one who felt more anger than joy upon witnessing this scene.

As expected... this bastard was hiding his strength, and so much of it! He actually defeated Yuan Jiacao with just two sword strikes!

This final sword strike was completely unexpected!

Acting... it was all just acting before!

However, Ran Xinxue was not overwhelmed by anger and quickly regained her composure.

I should be happy... He's been hiding so much, he'll become the right candidate.

What burden could I possibly have?

Wei Tu, Wei Tu, you walked down this dead end yourself, so your happiness will only last for a short while.

"No...no...no!!"

Li Hanyang's eyes were almost bloodshot.

This boy shouldn't have done all this... How could he defeat Yuan Jiacao! This is impossible!!

If he defeats Yuan Jiacao, then what will he be?

What chance do I have left to trample him underfoot?!

He refused to accept it, and even preferred that it was all a nightmare.

In the eyes of others, his dejected state made him seem like a pitiful ant repeatedly provoking a towering tree.

The big tree receives the sunlight and rain, but it never looks down at him...

"Master... Wei Xiaoer's sword strike was truly formidable!"

The little fox even opened its mouth wide, perched on the woman's shoulder, its big, round eyes unable to close.

Mu Xitong, who had witnessed the entire scene, couldn't help but be amazed.

After a while, things calmed down, and she turned around leisurely.

I let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's good that we won."

Wei Tu threw the broken sword in his hand aside.

As expected, an ordinary sword could not bear the weight of this stunning strike. He was not very satisfied with the effect this time. Although the effect seemed the same, it made him realize the difference from his previous life. He did not yet have enough capital to be arrogant.

Some cheered, some jumped for joy, and some couldn't believe that none of this mattered to him.