If it was another arrogant person, he would definitely say something like, "Is there no evil in the audience?"
However, Xu Liao really didn't know how to attract hatred. He only scratched his head and stood foolishly on the stage. He looked at the audience and the three elders with the attitude of a novice.
Feng Yuxi couldn't help but snort lightly. She turned her head and said to Feng Feihuang, "Go up and try him again!"
After Feng Feihuang was defeated by Xu Liao, he also endured hardships and practiced his swordsmanship. He even asked his brother for advice dozens of times and thought that his swordsmanship had improved greatly. Although he lost terribly last time and didn't even know why he lost dozens of matches in a row, he still had some confidence.
Feng Yuxi ordered him to go up and compete with Xu Liao. Feng Feihuang didn't think much and rushed into the arena with a clear whistle.
Xu Liao was bored to death and didn't know what to do next. Suddenly, someone rushed up to challenge him, and his heart was filled with joy. He grabbed the air and a long sword made from the Golden Spear Grass appeared in his hand. With one slash, he didn't even give Feng Fei and Huang Tong time to announce their names.
Feng Feihuang leaped into the arena. He saw a spot of sword light going straight for his glabella when he was in mid-air. He couldn't help but sway his body technique. The spectating disciples couldn't help but cheer loudly.
Demon Warriors and Psychic Knights couldn't fly in the air unless they were related to each other. They couldn't change their moves when they were in mid-air. Feng Feihuang was in mid-air, but he could still use his body technique. Moreover, it was an unfathomable body technique. Many of the disciples in Dongxuanxian School were knowledgeable, and they deeply felt that this person was amazing.
However, Feng Feihuang didn't expect it, and the spectators didn't expect it either …
Xu Liao's sword was as gentle as the wind. It wasn't cold, but it came at his face and couldn't be blocked.
Even though Feng Feihuang's movement technique was exquisite, it was still useless. Xu Liao's sword pierced through the space between his eyebrows, and a stream of sword energy was sent over. Feng Feihuang immediately fainted, and with a somersault, he fell onto the stage.
After Xu Liao withdrew his hand, he realized that he might have acted too quickly and violated the rules. He smiled embarrassedly and said to the three elders: "I've been practicing my sword too hard recently, so I subconsciously made a move. Was it because I acted too quickly that Senior Brother Feng Feihuang didn't have time to react? If you break the rules of the competition, let the two of us have another round, how about it? "
Xu Liao was afraid that the three elders would say that he had launched a sneak attack, which was against the rules and disqualified him from the competition. That would be too shameful.
Yun Qingke, Li Qingya, and Lu Mingchi were all experienced and knowledgeable, but they had never seen a martial arts competition like this. With one strike, the winner and loser would be decided in two, and the winner was still worried about whether he had broken the rules.
The three elders looked at each other. After a long while, Yun Qingke finally shouted, "This battle! Xu Liao wins! "
Only then did Xu Liao let out a long sigh of relief. He thought to himself: "Looks like there's no problem with this move."
He held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, wanting to challenge another person. However, when he thought about the awkwardness of no one coming up, he suddenly found it difficult to speak up. However, he didn't know the rules of the Sword Conference Ceremony, so he didn't know how to step down if no one came up to challenge him. For a moment, he was still a little embarrassed.
Xu Liao's expression was strange as he held his sword horizontally in front of his chest. This was a strong psychological blow to the many disciples of the Dongxuanxian School in the Sword Conference Ceremony.
Feng Feihuang was a veteran. There were not many disciples in the Dongxuanxian School to begin with, so at least two to three hundred people knew him.
This person had already learned eight types of sword techniques. Purely based on sword techniques, he would have no problem ranking in the top fifty of the new generation of disciples. However, such a person who had always been famous for his sword techniques couldn't even withstand one strike. Those who were not as strong as Feng Feihuang, or those who thought that they were only slightly weaker than Feng Feihuang, naturally didn't have the courage to challenge him.
Xu Liao only used one strike, and among the hundreds of disciples of the Dongxuanxian School, there were less than twenty people left who were qualified to challenge him.
Xu Liao waited for a long time, but no one came up to challenge him. He couldn't help but look up at the three elders. The three elders were also quite embarrassed. They had lived for so long, but they had never seen a scene like this many times.
It was Lu Mingchi who shouted, "If there are no more challengers, Xu Liao will be this year's Eldest Senior Brother!"
When this sentence came out, it was like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves. Those who were qualified to compete for the position of Eldest Senior Brother couldn't stay calm.
According to the rules of the previous Sword Conference Ceremonies, those who were really qualified to compete for the position of Eldest Senior Brother had to come up two or three days later. However, if no one went up now, the position of Eldest Senior Brother would be taken away by this brat Xu Liao. Who would be willing?
Feng Yuxi tidied up his clothes and was about to go up calmly. Although he didn't have much confidence, and Xu Liao's strike was too amazing, he still felt that he might not lose.
However, just as he finished tidying up his clothes, something happened that made Feng Yuxi depressed. A clear sword chime sounded. Hu Xiuqing, who boasted of being the best in sword techniques, became one with her sword and turned into a clear light that pointed straight at Xu Liao.
With Hu Xiuqing's move, there were no more than five people who were qualified to participate in the Sword Conference Ceremony.
Those who were below the Celestial Dipper Realm didn't have a chance to go up. Excluding the two female disciples, Ying Qiang and Ren Lingxuan, there were only Eldest Senior Brother Bai Xianren, Jie Sun, and a few others left.
Feng Yuxi originally thought that the winner between him and Xu Liao would only be known after the battle. However, with Hu Xiuqing's move, he wouldn't have a chance to find out in this lifetime because no matter who won or lost, he wouldn't have a chance to fight again.
He originally felt that he could be considered a main character, but in the blink of an eye, he was reduced to a small fry. Feng Yuxi couldn't accept it, and his eyes instantly turned red. However, even if he had ten times more guts, he didn't dare to go up and fight with Hu Xiuqing.
Although Xu Liao fought with Sun Zhonghu, he only saw Sun Zhonghu and rode on the Flying Shield Demon to escape. They didn't really fight.
Sun Zhonghu cultivated the Demon True Body of the Six Demon Arts, and his strength was unfathomable. Xu Liao's attack methods were completely useless against him.
Now that Xu Liao's strength had increased greatly, he also had a lot more techniques. Facing Hu Xiuqing's incomparably pure sword, he didn't think and pushed both of his hands, releasing one-tenth of the Demon Slayer Sword Qi that he had accumulated for a few months.
Hu Xiuqing originally planned to have a fierce battle with Xu Liao. He also wanted to know what realm Xu Liao's swordsmanship had reached, but he was still confident that he could defeat Xu Liao. After all, he was already a Celestial Dipper Realm, and Xu Liao was still only a Demon Warrior.
Hu Xiuqing didn't expect that Xu Liao would fight in such a shameless way. Ren Lingxuan knew that Xu Liao had chosen to cultivate the Heavenly Abode Sword Sutra and the Sleeve Universe Sword, but she didn't mention it to him. Therefore, when faced with hundreds of flying sword qi, Hu Xiuqing was cursing in his heart.
Even if Xu Liao attacked with all his strength, Hu Xiuqing wouldn't be afraid. Even if there were ten Xu Liao attacking with all his strength, Hu Xiuqing wouldn't be afraid. Even if there were hundreds of Xu Liao attacking … Hu Xiuqing could only run away. Moreover, Xu Liao had released one-tenth of his savings, which was equivalent to hundreds of him attacking with all his strength.
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