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Afterwards, the two let Ling Yi leave first to prepare for his game, while they took a good rest.

Today is the third round of the competition, where sixteen people will be selected to become eight.

Ling Yi's opponent is Qi Hao, the number one person in Longshou Peak.

Among the disciples of this generation, many people believe that Qi Hao is the strongest and the leader.

Even Cangsong, the leader of Longshou Peak, believed that his disciples would definitely be able to defeat Ling Yi and win the championship.

However, Su Ru, Shui Yue and others who knew Ling Yi's strength were clear that, let alone Qi Hao, even the previous champion of the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition would not be a match for Ling Yi now.

So I am very confident about the upcoming game.

As the game time approached, many people entered the venue.

Ling Yi and Qi Hao, one is the favorite to win the championship, and the other is a talented disciple of Dazhu Peak with a great reputation.

In order to better showcase their performance, their competition today was specially arranged on the largest "Qian" stage in the center.

at this time.

On the competition stage.

Qi Hao has arrived at the "Qian" stage, holding his ice sword, waiting for Ling Yi to arrive and start the competition.

At the same time, he avenged his fellow apprentice.

Many disciples have gathered in the audience, waiting for the competition to begin and see who will win or lose.

All the disciples from Dazhu Peak and Wen Min and others from Xiaozhu Peak came to the stage to watch the competition.

Even the cold fairy Lu Xueqi came to the stage.

"Junior sister, who do you think will win?" Wen Min looked at her junior sister Lu Xueqi and asked.

Lu Xueqi answered without hesitation: "Of course it's Junior Brother Ling Yi."

Wen Min's eyes lit up: "It seems that Junior Sister is very optimistic about Junior Brother Ling! Yes, Junior Sister, you have been communicating and sparring with Junior Brother Ling over the years, so you must know his strength."

Wen Min was very clear about Ling Yi's visits to Xiaozhu Peak in recent years, and she often saw him with her junior sister Lu Xueqi.

She guessed that her junior sister and junior brother Ling Yi might have some special relationship.

Lu Xueqi didn't deny anything. She nodded and looked to the other side. It was Ling Yi who was walking over.

"Brother Ling, come on."

Seeing Ling Yi coming, Wen Min, Tian Ling'er and other female disciples started cheering for him.

This level of popularity made many male disciples of Qingyun Sect envious and jealous.

Ling Yi nodded to them and then walked onto the stage.

Seeing Ling Yi coming, Qi Hao remembered his master's instructions that he must do his best to defeat the opponent no matter what, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Ling Yi glanced at the other person and didn't care much.

Qi Hao is only at the Yuqing realm now, so it is too easy to defeat him.

Soon, the bell rang.

As the competition began, a thin layer of ice had formed on the surface of the stage within three meters around Qi Hao. The disciples who were close to the stage all felt a chill on their faces.

Qi Hao immediately pointed with his right hand, and the silver-white fairy sword shot out, while shouting: "Junior Brother Ling, please teach me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver-white fairy sword had already shot towards Ling Yi and launched an attack, and it used all its strength.

Ling Yi took a look and stepped back.

But Qi Hao's magic sword was even faster, and he caught up in the blink of an eye. The audience immediately screamed and sighed.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Ling Yi made a hand gesture and a blue sword flew out, blocking in front of him.

"Zheng!"

The clear echo reverberated far away in the square, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Qi Hao's silver-white fairy sword bounced back as if it had been hit hard.

Taoist Cangsong, Taoist Daoxuan and other leaders below the stage all changed their expressions when they saw Ling Yi's sword.

Obviously, they all saw that this sword was very similar to Lu Xueqi's Tianya Sword, and they all thought of the strange iron in Xiaozhu Peak.

Amidst everyone's surprised eyes, Ling Yi did not hesitate at all.

With a pinch of incantation, the sky blue fairy sword suddenly shone brightly in the air, covering the entire huge arena with blue light. It was filled with fairy energy and was obviously not an ordinary item.

Qi Hao did not dare to be negligent. Seeing the dazzling blue light coming all over the sky, he was surprised at the power of the sword. At the same time, he was angry that Ling Yi did not even unsheath the magic sword and looked down on him.

But he still activated the magic sword in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, three ice walls condensed in front of him, emitting a hint of cold air.

In mid-air.

Ling Yi's eyes were as bright as stars, and his black hair and clothes fluttered in the wind.

He seemed to be chanting a spell in a low voice. As he looked, everyone saw that the immortal sword flying in the air and emitting a thousand-foot-long blue light suddenly made a loud noise, like the roar of a wild beast, shaking the whole area.

In an instant, the blue light became brighter, and the immortal sword came out of the sky like a mad dragon coming out of the abyss. All the clouds within a radius of dozens of feet were forced to dissipate in a moment, leaving no trace.

I saw it in thousands of blue lights.

In the deepest part of the place that was as blue as the sky, the immortal sword seemed to be flying from the horizon, rushing towards Qi Hao with such a fierce momentum that it was unparalleled at that time.

Qi Hao's face was solemn, with sweat dripping down his forehead. He was shocked by the great power of Ling Yi's blue fairy sword.

In just a moment, the magic sword appeared in front of him.

"Click, click, click!"

As hundreds of Qingyun disciples stared in astonishment, the three ice walls formed by Qi Hao were as soft as tofu and were smashed to pieces by the blue fairy sword that rushed in as if it were nothing.

Qi Hao was shocked. With his strength, it was not impossible for him to condense more ice walls as defense, but he originally thought that three ice walls would be enough. He did not expect that Ling Yi's Taoism was so profound.

The blue fairy sword was unexpectedly powerful and it attacked in the blink of an eye.

At this moment of life and death, Qi Hao managed to keep his mind steady.

The silver-white fairy sword glowed, guarding in front of him and raising a white light shield.

A moment later, Ling Yi's magic sword had collided with the white light shield.

"boom!"

The loud noise came like thunder in the sky.

A huge and invisible shock wave quickly spread out in all directions with the two immortal swords as the center.

All the Qingyun disciples standing below the stage suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, and their whole bodies involuntarily took a step back.

At the same time, the entire circle of onlookers also expanded backwards.

Everyone's face changed, shocked by the unprecedented power of this immortal magic weapon.

After that moment of amazement, everyone's attention returned to the ring.

Ling Yi had landed on the stage without him noticing, and the magic sword with its sheath had flown back into his hand.

The blue light and the white light gradually dissipated, but everyone noticed that Qi Hao's face looked ashen.

Qi Hao slowly raised his head and pointed at Ling Yi. His voice became hoarse for some reason, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You..."

Everyone was shocked and didn't know what was going on.

Suddenly something strange happened.

The silver-white fairy sword that had been parked in front of Qi Hao suddenly made a few muffled sounds on the sword.

Afterwards, under the gazes of countless people, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword, and then quickly expanded. A moment later, the immortal sword let out a painful sound, and with a "bang" it broke into two pieces and fell onto the stage.

There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone held their breath.

Everyone above the sea of clouds knows what a long-cultivated immortal sword means to a cultivator.

"Wow", on the stage, Qi Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, touched his chest with his hand, his face showed pain, he could no longer hold on, fell to the ground and fainted.

No one could believe that Qi Hao, the number one at Longshou Peak and the favorite to win the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition, was actually defeated by Ling Yi, a disciple from Dazhu Peak, in just one move.

Several people from the Longshou Peak lineage immediately rushed to the stage and helped up their eldest brother Qi Hao.

Seeing the immortal sword broken into two pieces on the ground, everyone's face was filled with anger, staring at Ling Yi, but they did not dare to move.

offstage.

Taoist Cangsong was even more furious, he clenched his fists, and he seemed to want to go down and tear Ling Yi into pieces immediately.

Chapter 67: The End of the Game

Taoist Cangsong was so angry that he was about to explode.

Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.

It was Taoist Master Daoxuan who stood up at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

Daoxuan did not expect that Ling Yi could defeat Qi Hao with one move. The opponent's cultivation had reached this level.

However, accidental injuries are inevitable in competitions. As long as no life is lost, they will not be pursued in most cases.

Taoist Cangsong looked at him, finally suppressed his anger, snorted heavily, and walked away.

Taoist Master Daoxuan looked at the tall back of Taoist Master Cangsong, thought about the same thing before, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

When Tian Buyi of Dazhu Peak saw this, he laughed happily, as if he was deliberately mocking Cangsong for fleeing in panic.

He had never had a good relationship with Cangsong and was often ridiculed by Cangsong before. Now that Dazhu Peak had defeated the strongest person from Longshou Peak, it really gave him enough face.

Now the strongest person from Longshou Peak has been defeated by Dazhu Peak, so there will be basically no chance for Longshou Peak in the next competition.

Soon, Ling Yi walked down from the stage and joined Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi and others to participate in their competition.

When it was Lu Xueqi's turn, she also defeated her opponent with one move and secured a place in the top eight. Tian Ling'er did the same afterwards.

The day's competition ended quickly, and what no one expected was that three of the top eight were disciples of Dazhu Peak.

Ling Yi, Tian Ling'er, Zhang Xiaofan.

Even Tian Buyi did not expect that Zhang Xiaofan could make it to the top eight, but he was too happy now and did not care much.

On the second day, the top four were decided from the top eight.

Ling Yi didn't expect that he would face his junior fellow apprentice Zhang Xiaofan.

Of course, even if Zhang Xiaofan now has a special magic weapon to enhance his strength, he can still face Ling Yi who has reached the Shangqing realm.

The result was no different and it was easily defeated.

Afterwards, Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er also defeated their opponents and became one of the top four.

The other one in the top four is Zeng Shushu from Feng Hui Peak.

After completing the top four competition, at this time, on the stage, four people stood side by side, with the leader Daoxuan Zhenren and Otake Fengtian Buyi standing in the front.

Taoist Master Daoxuan had a smile on his face, and it was not obvious that he was not dissatisfied with the unexpected annihilation of all the disciples of Changmen in this test.

However, Taoist Cangsong from Longshou Peak felt ashamed because all his disciples were wiped out, so he did not come.

Below the stage, nearly a thousand Qingyun Sect members gathered together, with the front row sitting with the heads and elders of each sect.

Taoist Master Daoxuan on the stage glanced at the four people, a smile flashed across his lips, and he turned around and said to the audience:

"Everyone, as of today, the Seven Sects Martial Arts Contest has decided the top four disciples. They are extremely talented and have profound Taoist skills. They are all elites in our Qingyun Sect and shoulder the heavy responsibility of promoting our Qingyun Sect in the future."

"Tomorrow's competition will be between Ling Yi from Dazhu Peak and Zeng Shushu from Fenghui Peak, and Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak and Tian Ling'er from Dazhu Peak."

After the head monk Daoxuan said a few more words, he let everyone leave to rest.

On the second day, there were only two large arenas left above the sea of clouds.

Today, the two most outstanding young female disciples of Qingyun Sect in the past hundred years met prematurely. The elders might have some regrets, but the young disciples were all excited and surrounded the Qiantai like an iron barrel early on.

"when!"

The sound of bells and tripods rang out, echoing on Tongtian Peak.

The surroundings quickly became quiet.

Lu Xueqi, who was already on the stage, looked at Tian Ling'er opposite her and said with a bow, "Lu Xueqi, a disciple of Xiaozhu Peak, please teach me."