At the Sword Dao Meet.
Everything seemed very calm.
However, at this moment, peach blossom petals scattered down from the sky.
"What's going on?"
"Why are there peach blossoms?"
"What's wrong?"
The tens of thousands of cultivators who were watching the battle were a little dumbfounded.
They didn't know what was going on, and they only saw the peach blossom petals scattering all over the ground.
On the viewing platform.
Ye Ping looked at everything, and for some reason, he suddenly understood what was going on.
"Eldest Senior Brother is here."
Ye Ping's words made Li Yu, who was at the side, a little surprised.
However, before Li Yu could ask …
All of a sudden, a voice slowly sounded.
"There are three million Sword Immortals in the sky, but they have to bow down to me."
As the voice sounded …
A figure appeared in front of everyone on the main path.
Yes, it was Su Changyu.
Not far away.
Su Changyu was dressed in an embroidered white crane robe and looked handsome. His facial features were like jade, and he had the demeanor of an expert.
All of a sudden, everyone couldn't help but look at Su Changyu.
The peach blossom petals that filled the sky made the Sword Dao Meet look poetic and picturesque.
Su Changyu was like a person in a painting who was admired by countless women.
"So handsome!!! Senior Brother Changyu is really handsome!!! "
"I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying. He's so handsome."
"How can there be such a handsome man in this world?"
"Although Senior Brother Changyu is extremely handsome, I still think Little Junior Brother is more suitable for me."
"I agree with the commenter above."
"Hah, only a younger sister can make a choice, I want them all."
"Hiss, if I tie these two brothers to the bed, won't I die?"
"Sister, I have a friend who wants to ask you, how should he die?"
The crowd discussed animatedly, especially the women who were the most unrestrained.
Above the ring, Sikong Jiantian was also a little dumbfounded.
'Isn't this way of appearing a little too exaggerated? '
'Also, why aren't you guys looking at me? ' 'Why are you all looking at me? '
'Hey. '
'I'm the protagonist, okay? '
Sikong Jiantian was really a little dumbfounded, mainly because Su Changyu's appearance was indeed exaggerated. Those who didn't know would think that he was an immortal who had descended to the mortal world.
However, when Sikong Jiantian saw Su Changyu's realm, he couldn't help but look surprised.
'Fifth level of Qi Refinement? '
？？？
He knew that the Qingzhou Sword Dao Meet was ordinary and it was impossible for there to be any experts, but he didn't expect his opponent to be a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refinement.
That's it?
He actually managed to make it into the semifinals?
Are you kidding me?
Sikong Jiantian was bewildered.
Some of the people in the audience also looked at Sikong Jiantian. As soon as they saw Sikong Jiantian's behavior, they immediately began discussing.
"Look, Sikong Jiantian is shocked."
"Yeah, Sikong Jiantian is actually surprised?"
"Is Su Changyu really a peerless expert?"
"Great, great, this group of bankers really knows something. Otherwise, how could they set the odds so high? It's over, it's over, I bet all my money on Sikong Jiantian. I've lost terribly this time."
"Hahahaha, I bet that Su Changyu would win. I don't have to work in the sea anymore."
The crowd began to discuss, causing Sikong Jiantian to be dumbfounded again.
Hello.
I'm shocked that his cultivation level is too low, not that he's strong.
Can you stop imagining things?
What the hell happened? 'Why are your imaginations so strong? '
'Why didn't you imagine things like that when I became famous back then? '
'Is it just because he's handsome? '
Sikong Jiantian couldn't help but complain.
'These cultivators are really good at imagining things. '
Among the crowd, the Confucian scholar of the Fiendcelestial Cult continuously drew a cross on his notebook.
Su Changyu thought, "XXXXX!"
His face was flushed and his eyes were full of anger.
The reason being, he hated handsome people with high cultivation levels the most in his life.
He didn't care if Su Changyu was a real expert or not.
'Anyway, I'm dead! '
'Die! '
The Confucian scholar's eyes were filled with ferocity. In his heart, Su Changyu was already at the top of the must-kill list.
'Kill, kill, kill! '
'Die, die, die! '
Perhaps because he was too agitated, the Confucian scholar couldn't help but reveal a murderous intent.
In an instant, Sikong Jiantian, who was on the ring, noticed it.
Sikong Jiantian couldn't help but look at the Confucian scholar.
However, in an instant, the Confucian scholar also noticed Sikong Jiantian's gaze.
"Oh no."
The Confucian scholar secretly curbed his murderous intent.
He swallowed his saliva, knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed.
All of a sudden, he wanted to escape.
However, at this moment …
Sikong Jiantian shifted his gaze and looked at another person with a scrutinizing gaze.
The Confucian scholar's expression did not change, but his heart was full of curiosity. He wasn't sure if Sikong Jiantian had noticed him or not.
All of a sudden, the Confucian scholar dared not act rashly. He was worried that if he left rashly now, he would attract Sikong Jiantian's attention. However, if he didn't leave, he was afraid that Sikong Jiantian was playing hard to get.
At the thought of this, the Confucian scholar was conflicted.
"Regardless of whether he has discovered my whereabouts or not, I'll strike first."
He muttered to himself before quietly taking out an emerald gourd.
In the ring, Sikong Jiantian naturally noticed the Confucian scholar, and he had even confirmed that he should be a follower of the Fiendcelestial Cult.
However, he didn't act rashly because he knew very well that if he were to attack now …
Although he could suppress the other party, the biggest problem was how to subdue him without hurting anyone else.
That was troublesome.
If he were to be careless and hurt the innocent, the moral disciples of the Heavenly Supervisory would definitely not let him off.
Hence, he could only stay put and wait until the sword trial was over before secretly stalking that person. When the time came, he would catch them all in one fell swoop.
That was what Sikong Jiantian thought.
It was simple and pure.
At this moment …
Su Changyu had already arrived in the ring.
At this moment, the sun was shining brightly and rays of golden sunlight shone on his body, accentuating his aura of a supreme Sword Immortal.
For the past few days, Su Changyu had been in a good mood.
In fact, he was extremely happy.
Why was he happy?
He had won the semifinals for no reason and he could even get a top four battle robe for free. What else could be more delightful than that?
As for whether he could defeat them or not, Su Changyu had never thought about it at all.
'Since when did I say that I wanted to fight? '
'I came here today just to show off. '
'You can just look for my Junior Brother for a fight, why are you looking for me? '
'Also, can't I accept a challenge just because I don't want to fight? '
'Who said that? ' 'What a great prestige. '
As a professional pretentious prick, he could be absent from anything, but he could not be absent when it came to being pretentious.
Su Changyu had already thought it through.
As soon as he got on the stage, he would surrender before the other party attacked.
When the time came, he would say a few words of bragging and run away after he was done. Wouldn't that be great?
Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but look at Sikong Jiantian.
He looked at the famous Sikong Jiantian in front of him.
Su Changyu didn't seem particularly surprised. After all, the difference between the two of them was too great and there was no need to compare.
There was no point in comparing.
However, Su Changyu did not come to fight this time just to show off.
Ever since he learned the Sword Nurturing Technique, Su Changyu had never used it. Hence, he decided to use Sikong Jiantian to hone his sword techniques today.
He looked at Sikong Jiantian and then closed his eyes.
He couldn't help but think of the battle between him and Sikong Jiantian.
In the eyes of the crowd, Su Changyu's behavior made them even more surprised.
Even Sikong Jiantian was a little confused as he didn't understand what Su Changyu was doing.
As a result, even the judge dared not speak.
He was afraid that he would affect Su Changyu.
Silence!
Silence!
The Sword Dao Meet was extremely quiet!
After a long while, Su Changyu finally opened his eyes.
He slowly exhaled.
He had won.
Yes, after the spiritual simulation battle that lasted for five minutes, he barely won by half a move, but he still won in the end.
At the thought of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but look at Sikong Jiantian.
"You've already lost."
When Su Changyu opened his eyes …
An indifferent voice sounded.
The voice was earth-shattering and it was like a thunderclap that exploded in everyone's ears.
'Lost? '
'I lost just like that? '
'Where did I lose? '
'Since I was young, my mother has always said that I'm not very smart. Please explain it to me. '
That was everyone's reaction.
Sikong Jiantian was dumbfounded too.
'Brother, I have nothing to say about you pretending to be impressive. '
'But you don't have to do that, do you? '
'You're making me very embarrassed. '
Sikong Jiantian felt like vomiting.
Su Changyu was being too aggressive.
He was really at a loss for what to do.
Initially, he didn't want to be too ruthless. After all, to be honest, he had long gotten rid of such vulgar interests.
However, Su Changyu was being too pretentious.
In fact, Sikong Jiantian even felt that he had to give up his position as the best braggart.
However, just as Sikong Jiantian was about to attack and end Su Changyu's journey …
All of a sudden, Sikong Jiantian's expression changed.
"Oh no! Five-Grudge Ancient Poison. "
Sikong Jiantian's face instantly turned sullen and he immediately fixed his gaze on the Confucian scholar.
The latter also revealed a confident smile.
'Oh no! '
'I've been tricked. '
In an instant, Sikong Jiantian's face became even more sullen.
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