"Hahaha … My strength has become stronger, my strength has become stronger, second brother, did you see that?" Zhao Da Han returned to his seat and laughed excitedly.
He was very pleased with himself.
To him, there was nothing more worth being happy about than becoming stronger.
Baili Tianhai said: "I saw it, I know that you've become stronger, but do you know why you became stronger?"
Zhao Da Han was startled.
Baili Tianhai looked at Long Fei who was meditating at the side and said: "That's because of boss."
Zhao Da Han reacted and said: "Yes, it's boss, it's boss."
His silly look caused the surrounding people to laugh.
Baili Tianhai said: "The next round should be a sword competition."
Everyone looked at Lu Xun.
Lu Xun walked forward and said: "Don't worry, I won't disappoint everyone, I won't disappoint Feng."
Baili Tianhai said: "Senior Brother Lu, it doesn't matter if you're disappointed or not, the key is to be careful. It's very likely that you'll meet someone in the sword competition, you have to be more careful. Boss said that it doesn't matter if you lose, your life is more important."
Nothing was more important than his life.
Lu Xun was too competitive.
He wanted to win.
He had failed to fuse with the Sword Emperor once, and in just half a month, he had once again stepped into the Sword Emperor Realm. The Emperor Sword he had fused with was also very strong.
He failed once, but he was still fusing with it.
This was something only he could do, ordinary people couldn't do.
It was also because of his desire to win.
Lu Xun nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will be careful."
At this moment.
Wan Jian walked onto the stage and read out the name list of those who had passed the strength assessment, then said: "The next round is the sword competition."
"All sects, please send out your participating disciples."
"After the sword competition ends, it will be the challenge of the top hundred."
"Whether or not your winning sect can enter the top hundred will depend on today."
"Alright!"
"Let's invite the disciples of the sword competition to enter."
Sword Dao competition.
It was also the only PK style competition.
It was also the finale.
In every sect, sword cultivators were the strongest force. There were many sword cultivators, and whether a sect was strong or not depended on how high your attainments in the way of the sword were.
Many disciples entered.
Lu Xun cupped his hands towards everyone and turned to enter.
"Senior Brother Lu, be careful."
"Don't worry. With Senior Brother Lu's strength, it won't be long before he wins."
"He's also at the Sword Emperor Realm. How many disciples are there at this level?"
They had absolute confidence in Lu Xun's strength.
There were very few Sword Emperor experts in the first place. There were very few disciples in the mid-grade and low-grade sects who had reached the Sword Emperor Realm.
Victory was certain!
However …
Baili Tianhai looked at the Divine Sword Sect and revealed a smug sneer when he saw 10,000 Swords. He started to worry. "With Senior Brother Lu's strength, it won't be a problem for him to win this match. However, I'm afraid that the Divine Sword Sect is up to something again."
"It can't be?"
"I didn't encounter anyone just now," Zhao Dahan said.
Apart from the first few matches, they did not encounter any opponents that specifically targeted them in the following matches.
The threat of the kill order seemed to have disappeared.
None of the disciples on the field targeted them.
Baili Tianhai said, "I hope they won't play any tricks."
"But …"
Baili Tianhai glanced at Long Fei. Long Fei had entered cultivation, so he had to take care of these people. He turned to Qian Xuanji and said, "Lady Xuanji, if anything happens later, please help."
Qian Xuanji nodded and said, "Alright."
Baili Tianhai relaxed. As long as Qian Xuanji, who was at the Tier 6 Heavenly God Realm, took action, it shouldn't be a problem to save anyone on the field.
No matter how strong she was, she was not as strong as the Heavenly God Realm!
… ….
"Where is Celestial Fox?"
"Why can't I see him?"
"Senior Brother, is Celestial Fox really among the crowd?"
"Why can't I see him?"
Wan Jian and Lei Xiao kept searching, but they couldn't find Song Xianhu.
Song Gucheng said indifferently, "His appearance has changed. It's normal that you can't tell at a glance. You just need to pay attention to the people in front of the Ancient Fierce Sect's disciples."
"Huh?"
Wan Jian's eyes focused and looked at the martial field.
At this moment.
Lu Xun stood on the Sword Discourse Arena, facing a young disciple.
His aura was very ordinary, his sword was also ordinary, and he wore sect robes with the emblem of a drop of water.
He had never seen such an emblem.
There were many low level sects, so it was normal that he hadn't seen it before.
It should be an unknown sect.
Even so, Lu Xun didn't let his guard down. It wasn't easy for him to come this far and have everything he had now.
He wouldn't lose so easily.
And he wouldn't be careless.
He knew that every match was important.
Lu Xun hugged his hands and said, "Draw your sword."
The young man raised his eyes and stared at Lu Xun. He smiled lightly and said, "I've never seen you before."
Lu Xun didn't think too much and said, "I've never seen you before either."
The young man carefully looked at the emblem on Lu Xun's chest and said, "The Ancient Fierce Sect, right?"
Lu Xun was secretly surprised. There were many sects that used fire as their emblem, and the other party recognized his sect at a glance. He said, "You know the Ancient Fierce Sect."
The young man said, "I do, of course I do. If I didn't, I wouldn't be standing here."
While they were talking.
His aura became different.
At this moment, Lu Xun frowned. He grabbed the hilt of his sword with one hand and became even more careful.
The young man was Song Xianhu.
At this moment.
His eyes were filled with disdain.
When he saw Lu Xun, he thought that he wasn't from the Ancient Fierce Sect because Lu Xun didn't appear that night.
The corner of Song Xianhu's mouth curled up slightly. His voice turned cold as he said, "I said before that I would make all of your Ancient Fierce Sect die."
"You are the first!"
With that, he disappeared.
Lu Xun's mind moved. In an instant, a purplish-yellow sword appeared on his body. The sword intent was burning, and the power of a Sword Emperor was released without reservation.
But …
He couldn't keep up with Song Xianhu's speed at all.
The difference in strength was too great.
He had never seen Song Xianhu before, and he didn't even have the chance to admit defeat. However, he was standing here, and he had never thought of admitting defeat.
He closed his eyes.
The purplish-yellow sword was like his breathing, sensing everything around him.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Lu?"
"Why did he close his eyes?"
"Where's his opponent?"
Zhao Da Han was slightly taken aback.
Baili Tianhai's pupils constricted, "This is bad."
"Lord Xuanji …"
Without waiting for Baili Tianhai to finish speaking, Qian Xuanji disappeared.
How powerful was the power of a sixth grade Heavenly God?
Her speed was unimaginably fast.
With a thought, she could appear beside Lu Xun.
In a flash, Qian Xuanji was already behind Lu Xun.
However!
At this moment …
Ten thousand sword intents suddenly slashed down.
And it was an invisible sword intent.
It was as if five bolts of lightning had struck his head. There was no aura at all. Even if Lu Xun focused all his attention, he wouldn't notice it.
Qian Xuanji discovered it and shouted, "Be careful!"
But!
It was too late.
Lu Xun raised his eyes.
"Rumble …"
"Rumble …"
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