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It was because this was the Sect Leader's True Disciple's first time on stage.
Ying Bing stood alone, holding her sword, cool and aloof, like a Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus with a certain divinity, naturally becoming the focal point of all eyes.
Many people below the stage watched intently, fully absorbed.
Her talent was a subject of much debate, but her unparalleled beauty was beyond dispute.
She had even formed a certain fan base within the Sect...
"Go, Bingbing!"
An unknown Disciple shouted.
One person infected two, three people made a tiger, and many mouths melted gold.
And so...
The Qingyuan Sect Disciples' shouts, like a mountain tsunami, came forth.
On the high platform.
"Go, Bingbing!"
Shang Wu waved her fists, rising without any regard for her image, waving her hands.
Elder Han He's mouth twitched slightly; what was this all about?
As an Elder, in charge of a peak, she had no dignity at all. What kind of decorum was this?
"Go, Bingbing!"
Elder Su of Luoxia Peak's voice was exceptionally loud.
Han He: "......."
Ying Bing's opponent was your Disciple, hey!
The high platform was quite lively for a time.
There was even less need to mention the other large and small Sects; they watched intently, holding their breath, as many of them had come up the mountain because of that astonishing rosy glow.
That rosy glow Opportunity was very likely to fall upon Ying Bing.
The scene was slightly chaotic for a moment.
On the opposite side.
A drop of cold sweat slid down Xie Lan'ai's forehead, not because outsiders were all supporting Ying Bing, but because of Ying Bing herself.
But she gritted her teeth and still said:
"Junior Sister, I want to add a stake."
"If I win, please give me the Frost Sky Sword."
"If I lose..."
"Good."
Before Xie Lan'ai could finish speaking, she heard a voice like jade falling onto a plate agree.
She hadn't even finished hearing what Xie Lan'ai was using as a stake.
This caused a feeling of displeasure to rise in Xie Lan'ai's heart.
"Since that's the case, Junior Sister, please make your move."
"You first."
Ying Bing looked at her for the first time.
Xie Lan'ai understood that this was not humility.
Her meaning was that if she made the first move, Xie Lan'ai would have no chance to make a move.
How arrogant.
Li Mo's scalp tingled, and he took a deep breath.
Yes, exactly.
That's the feeling.
"Junior Sister, be careful!"
Xie Lan'ai said no more and immediately pushed her Spirit Snake Sword Art to its extreme, a constantly changing sharp edge sweeping past, intending to use the abundant Inner Breath of the Jade Liquid Realm to suppress her opponent with the power of her Realm.
Her anger did not mean she would underestimate her opponent.
To be recognized by a Mystic Weapon, the opponent's sword Dao attainment must be above hers.
But her advantage was still great.
A higher Realm.
More abundant combat experience...
She thought a lot in that instant.
She even thought about how to block Ying Bing's retreat after she fell back, and if Ying Bing counterattacked, how she would gradually overwhelm her opponent at her own pace.
But in fact... she thought too much.
The dense sword light enveloped her, and the sharp Inner Breath cut through the air. Even a person of the same Realm would be seriously injured if cut by the sharp edge.
But a fair hand passed through the sword array as if it were nothing.
Amidst the ever-changing sword moves, it was as easy as plucking a leaf in one's own backyard.
The Spirit Snake Sword Art stopped.
Because the soft sword was already clamped between two fair, slender fingers.
Clang—
A flick of the finger.
The sword's edge actually curled back, tearing its owner's clothes.
Just a hair's breadth away from cutting open her chest.
Xie Lan'ai stood frozen in place, her pupils constricted, her breathing stopped.
She subconsciously looked at the girl a sword's length away, but saw that her ice-mirror-like eyes were still clear and unruffled.
The other party had shown mercy.
Otherwise, that hair's breadth would not have been missed.
The entire venue fell silent.
.....
Above the high platform, silence also fell.
Everyone thought Ying Bing would win.
But they didn't expect it to be in such a way, so effortlessly.
Facing an opponent one Realm higher, she didn't even draw her sword, merely using a tiny bit of Inner Breath to wrap her fingertips.
"Is her sword called Heavenly Frost?"
The white-robed youth from Burning Jade Forest no longer had arrogance on his face.
The middle-aged man in the scholarly robe did not answer him, only sighing:
"How is it that every time Qingyuan Sect is weak, a genius emerges..."
As for the Elders' reactions, there is no need to elaborate here.
Xiao Li had a broadcast.
"This woman is terrifying!"
"Hiss..."
"What are you doing?"
Looking at Li Mo, whose voice was sometimes deep, sometimes gasping for a breath of cold air, and whose performance persona was acting up, Ying Bing frowned slightly.
Li Mo: "I'm being a qualified shocked passerby."
Ying Bing: "?"
.....
After drinking tea for a while longer.
Just as Li Mo was about to get up to relieve himself, Elder Qian Bufan's voice came:
"Next match."
"Lin Jiang of Ruyi Peak, against..."
"Li Mo of Qunyu Peak!"
Good news, it was finally his turn.
Bad news, he was a bit urgent right now.
It was a coincidence, he met an acquaintance in the first battle.
Indeed.
As soon as Elder Qian Bufan finished reading these two names, all eyes turned to him, many with scrutiny.
There had always been much discussion about Li Mo within the Sect.
Some said he was chivalrous and a warm-hearted gentleman.
Some said his strength was insufficient and he could not be compared to Ying Bing, calling them the two prodigies of Qingyuan Sect.
Some haters said he was a pretty boy, acting as Elder Shang Wu's gigolo...
Of course, such remarks were purely jealous slander from haters. Senior Disciples of Qingyuan Sect knew that Elder Shang Wu herself was dirt poor, how could she afford a gigolo?
In short, opinions varied.
But one thing was certain: everyone wanted to see what this Li Zhenchuan was capable of.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Li Mo couldn't very well say he needed to go ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) to the restroom first.
So he could only go on stage and softly say:
"Brother Lin, let's finish this quickly."
"Alright."
And so.
Lin Jiang, who had just stepped onto the stage, walked to the edge of the arena.
One second after Elder Qian's command to 'Begin'.
He jumped off the arena.
"I concede."
Lin Jiang shouted without hesitation, afraid that if he shouted a moment too late, Li Mo would make a move.
Disciples: "Huh?"
Elders: "??"
Other Sects' observers: "???"
This, damn it, there must be foul play!
Both of you are in the Qi Blood Realm, and you concede without even fighting. Are you treating us, the audience, like fools?!
Lin Jiang, are you worthy of us?
RNM, refund!
Oh, we don't seem to have paid.
Then it's fine.
But there must be a problem here, a big problem!
The rules didn't say one couldn't concede, and falling out of the arena was indeed judged as a loss, but this was the first time such a bizarre thing had happened.
With all the named Sects from Ziyang Prefecture present, Qian Bufan also felt this was a bit embarrassing, so he ran back to discuss with the other Elders.
"How do we judge this?"
"How about we let them fight again?"
"Look at Lin Jiang, is there any need to fight again? It's meaningless."
The Elders couldn't come up with a result either.
Qian Bufan suddenly thought of something and suspiciously said: "Junior Niece Shang Wu, you wouldn't have secretly threatened Lin Jiang to make him concede directly, would you?"
The Elders looked at her; this was indeed something she could do.
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"Do I need to threaten a mere Disciple? How troublesome."
"Wouldn't it be more convenient to just threaten Elder Qian to blow the whistle?"
Shang Wu was very angry.
You can question her character, but questioning her intelligence is very irritating.
Elders: "....."
What are you being so righteous about?
And so.
Elder Qian could only reluctantly announce:
"Li Mo wins!"
"Boo......."
A chorus of boos came from below the stage.
Li Mo was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Brother Lin, it was fast, but... why go to such lengths?"
"I'm not stupid."
Lin Jiang shook his head like a rattle-drum.
He remembered very clearly.
During the Sect trial, Brother Li's punch turned Wang Hu, who had suffocated him, into a cripple.
He even shattered the shell of the Spined Turtle... he was simply a humanoid Disaster Beast.
Fighting Brother Li, wasn't that just asking for it?
Conceding now, he could still preserve his strength for the next battle.
If he didn't concede, then he wouldn't need to consider the ranking in the Nine Peaks Martial Meet.
In case Brother Li didn't hold back, he might as well just consider starting the feast and eating a few dishes...
