Qingzhou Ancient City.
It was cloudless.
Hundreds of thousands of cultivators surrounded the venue of the Sword Dao Meet.
Everyone could not help but look at Ye Ping who was in the ring.
Although Wang Minghao had extraordinary strength, he was clearly not an ordinary person since he could pass eight rounds and enter the top four.
However, it was obvious that Ye Ping was far more popular than Wang Minghao.
In the ring.
Wang Minghao quietly stared at the cultivators who were watching.
There were already tens of thousands of cultivators in the inner arena.
Almost everyone was cheering for Ye Ping.
At this moment, Wang Minghao did not sneer or mock him.
It was because he knew that the best way to make them shut up was to defeat Ye Ping.
All of a sudden, Wang Minghao couldn't help but think about how Ye Ping would look if he were to be defeated by him later.
'It must be interesting, right? '
He smiled and the corners of his lips were slightly askew, full of confidence.
In the ring.
Ye Ping couldn't help but frown.
The reason being, Ye Ping acutely discovered that Wang Minghao's expression was very similar to Li Changye's.
All of a sudden, Ye Ping couldn't help but speak up.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know Fellow Daoist Li Changye?"
Initially, Ye Ping didn't want to ask, but he was afraid that he would accidentally cripple Wang Minghao again. Wouldn't that be awkward?
Hence, he hurriedly asked to see if Wang Minghao knew Li Changye.
"Li Changye? Where did this nobody come from? I don't know him. "
In the ring, Wang Minghao initially didn't want to answer Ye Ping's question, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he felt that if he were to appear aloof and aloof, he would leave behind some flaws. Hence, he answered calmly.
Hearing Wang Minghao's voice, Ye Ping heaved a sigh of relief.
'It's good that you don't know him. I was just afraid that I would know him. '
However, there were some discussions among the crowd.
"Ah, what a strong sword intent."
“？？？ Brother, you haven't drawn your sword yet? There's already sword intent? Are you bluffing me? "
"I'm not bluffing. Look at the one at the back. He's already vomiting blood. Isn't his sword intent strong enough? Maybe our realm is high, so we weren't injured by the sword intent, but this Fellow Daoist's realm is too low. He's vomiting blood because of the sword intent. "
As they chatted, they couldn't help but turn around.
Not far away, there was indeed a man. His face was flushed and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. It was hard to tell whether he was in pain or sullen.
It was Li Changye.
He was so angry that he was about to explode.
Not only had he been humiliated by Ye Ping, he had at least lost to Ye Ping.
Who would have thought that this fellow would also come to humiliate him? Calling himself a nobody?
A nobody?
You're a nobody.
Your whole family are nobodies.
Your name is Wang Minghao, right?
Alright, I'll remember your name. After the sword test is over, I'll kill both of you! "Ahhhhhh!" Die, all of you!
In the spectator area.
Li Changye clenched his fists and stared at Ye Ping and Wang Minghao.
At that moment, the elder's voice was heard.
"The top four competition begins now."
An incomparably loud voice rang out.
At this moment, no one dared to blink for fear of missing a single scene.
Clang!
Wang Minghao unsheathed his sword.
Ye Ping also drew his longsword.
The two of them looked at each other.
Ye Ping's voice sounded again.
"Fellow Daoist, do you really not know Li Changye? Fellow Daoist Li? "
Ye Ping continued to ask.
It was not that he was long-winded, but Wang Minghao's expression was too similar to Li Changye's.
He was really afraid that he would kill again.
"I said that I don't know him, why are you asking so many questions?"
Wang Minghao was a little frustrated.
\ 'Why are you asking so many questions?\' \ 'We're testing the sword, not chatting. Also, hurry up and attack. Do you think you're very strong?\' \ 'Do you think you're the only one who knows the Four Thunder Sword Techniques?\' \ 'If you still don't attack, if you continue to attack …\'
Boom!
Just as Wang Minghao was complaining in his heart …
In an instant, the terrifying sound of thunder filled the air.
Then, a continuous stream of sword aura surged out like a tidal wave.
In an instant, Wang Minghao raised his hand, and immediately afterwards, his body seemed to have been struck by lightning as if he had been hit by a primordial beast.
Psht!
A stream of blood formed an arc in the air.
No one could see clearly when Ye Ping struck with his sword.
In fact, apart from Wang Minghao, no one knew how powerful the sword was.
However, everyone knew that it was … difficult to withstand.
Bang!
In the next moment, Wang Minghao fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
He had prepared for such a long time.
He thought that he would definitely win.
However, he didn\'t expect to be defeated by a cultivator who was not famous at all.
\ 'This doesn\'t make sense.\'
\ 'Damn it, I haven\'t even used the Great Sun Demon Subduing Sword yet.\'
Wang Minghao\'s head was buzzing.
However, before he could think much about it, his vision turned dark and he fainted again.
At this moment, all the cultivators who were watching were dumbfounded.
They knew that Ye Ping was ferocious.
However, Ye Ping once again refreshed their understanding of him.
\ 'Is this the sword momentum that a cultivator in the Qi Refinement realm can display?\'
Even a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator might not be able to withstand it.\ '
On the viewing platform, the elders also looked at each other in dismay. They did not know how strong Ye Ping was, but the only thing they knew was that any other Foundation Establishment realm cultivator would probably end up the same.
At this moment, there was complete silence.
Tens of thousands of people were silent.
After a while, the cultivators fell into a state of confusion.
He spent a lot of money to buy an admission ticket, and this was it?
I thought it was going to be a fierce battle.
The result was an instant kill?
'Is Ye Ping too fast or are we too weak? '
"Ye Ping of the Qingyun Dao Sect won the semifinals of the Qingzhou Sword Dao Meet."
After a long while, the first one to come back to his senses was the referee elder.
He gulped, and his voice trembled slightly.
Isn't this too exaggerated?
Wang Minghao had passed eight rounds in a row and his strength had been witnessed, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Ye Ping.
How did such a monster appear in Qing Province?
Also, which sect is the Qingyun Dao Sect? Is it too late to acknowledge him as my master now?
In the arena.
Looking at Wang Minghao who had been sent flying, Ye Ping was also confused.
This time, he really didn't use his full strength.
He still had a trick up his sleeve. How could it be like this again?
Didn't they say that there were crouching tigers and hidden dragons?
Where is Crouching Tiger?
Where are the hidden dragons?
Where did you hide it?
Ye Ping's eyes were filled with confusion.
However, no matter how confused Ye Ping was, the first round of the semifinals had already ended.
Now, everyone could only place their expectations on the second round.
They wanted to see a fierce battle, not a genius torturing a good-for-nothing.
Finally, someone in the crowd spoke up.
"That's it?"
"I thought it was going to be a fierce battle. This Wang Minghao is too useless, isn't he?"
"If I had known earlier, I might as well have let me go. Since I'm going to lose anyway, it doesn't matter who goes up."
"Damn it, I bet on Wang Minghao to win. It seems that a good-for-nothing is indeed a good-for-nothing, just like that guy from before. They're all good-for-nothings."
"Li Changye."
"Yes, yes, yes, that Li Changye. In the beginning, he bragged so much about being the best in Qingzhou, Jin Nation, and the Ten Nations. Yet, he gave up as soon as he came up. How hilarious."
"Actually, you might have misunderstood what he meant. He might be referring to the last place. Hahahaha."
"Yeah, too many people like to pretend to be powerful these days. I wonder where they learned it from."
"Let's wait for the next round, I hope it won't disappoint me too much."
The crowd began to discuss.
Li Changye, who was in the corner, was in a much better mood when he saw Wang Minghao being sent flying by Ye Ping's sword and vomiting blood.
However, after hearing the discussion of the surrounding cultivators, he couldn't help but blush.
It was not because he was ashamed, but because he was infuriated.
However, among the tens of thousands of cultivators, a Confucian scholar was watching everything quietly.
He was holding a name list in his hand.
On the first page of the name list, he wrote the name 'Ye Ping' and drew a cross at the back.
It was a must-kill list of the Divine Fiend Cult, and all those who were on it were the main targets to be hunted. If there was a cross at the back, it would mean a double kill.
The Confucian scholar quietly looked at Ye Ping and then waited for the next battle.
"The second round of the battle will be held in two hours."
At this moment, the referee elder's voice sounded again.
All of a sudden, the hubbub quietened down.
Hearing that the second round of the battle would begin in two hours, the crowd was filled with anticipation again.
After winning the semifinals …
Ye Ping left the ring.
He went to the resting area of the Sword Dao Meet, but after looking around, he didn't find Su Changyu. Instead, Li Yu was waiting for him there.
"Where's my Eldest Senior Brother?"
Ye Ping asked Li Yu curiously.
"I don't know, I haven't seen Uncle-Master for the entire day, I thought he was with you."
Li Yu was also full of bewilderment.
Just as Ye Ping was feeling puzzled, a series of voices suddenly sounded.
"He's here, he's here, Sikong Jiantian is here."
"Sikong Jiantian is here."
"Damn it, Sikong Jiantian is really here? I'm going to lose for sure. "
"I'm going to lose all my money this time."
The voices attracted countless gazes.
In the main ring.
Sikong Jiantian stepped on the void like an otherworldly immortal. He was dressed in a white robe and looked extremely handsome. His eyes were full of unruliness and unruliness.
Sikong Jiantian's appearance immediately attracted countless discussions.
Ye Ping and Li Yu immediately went to the viewing platform.
They were staring at Sikong Jiantian who was in the ring.
However, they didn't see Su Changyu.
In the ring.
Sikong Jiantian had a faint smile on his face and his vanity was immediately bursting.
Even though the current him was no longer the same as before, who wouldn't want to become the center of attention?
However, Sikong Jiantian seemed nonchalant on the surface, but deep down, he was constantly sizing up the onlookers.
Among the crowd, the Confucian scholar quietly took out the Must-Kill Book and drew three crosses next to Sikong Jiantian's name. Triple Must-Kill Book.
Just like that, time passed bit by bit.
Fifteen minutes.
An hour.
Two hours.
It was time for the second round of the Sword Dao Meet.
However, Su Changyu was nowhere to be seen.
"Su Changyu wouldn't have been scared away, would he?"
"Impossible, right? No matter how bad Senior Su is, he wouldn't have been scared away, right? "
"I feel that this Su Changyu might have been hired by the Zhuang Family."
"Very likely."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Senior Su will definitely come, but something might have happened along the way, right? "
There were many discussions.
At the viewing platform.
Ye Ping and Li Yu frowned.
They didn't know where Su Changyu had gone.
However, at this moment …
All of a sudden, peach blossom petals appeared on the stage.
Everyone was puzzled.
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