Cang Qiuzi's words made the crowd suck in a cold breath. If Long Fei Ye could fight Kenzō for three days and three nights, that meant he had the strength to match the Kenzō. Where did Cang Qiuzi get the confidence to be so arrogant?
For a moment, everyone was even more unable to guess who would win and who would lose in this duel.
Cang Qiuying hid in the crowd with her hands over her mouth. She wanted to cry, but couldn't. She had no idea who to support. She hated her father's illicit affair with Duanmu Yao to the core, as well as Long Fei Ye's heartlessness. Years ago, her father had hinted to Long Fei Ye that as long as he agreed to her marriage, he'd support him to the position of sect head. But Long Fei Ye didn't even acknowledge her.
Because she loved him, she hated him. Because she hated him, she still loved him.
Cang Qiuying didn't want her father to lose, nor did she want Long Fei Ye to lose.
Whoever lost would … die!
Her hands clenched into fists over her mouth, filled with nothing but anxiety.
Nearby, Second and Third Elder were exchanging glances. Finally, Second Elder spoke up. "Old Third, once Long Fei Ye dies, Cang Qiuzi will definitely rebel! We have to make preparations! "
"And if Cang Qiuzi loses? We … "
While Third Elder was still hesitating, Second Elder laughed coldly. "Cang Qiuzi is astute and astute. His internal energy might have long reached advanced seventh level. Long Fei Ye and the sect head fought for three days and three nights. I'm guessing the sect head went easy on him. Just wait and see. Long Fei Ye's no match for Cang Qiuzi. "
"But …" Third Elder was still hesitant. "In the end, Cang Qiuzi couldn't beat the sect head. Moreover, his reputation has been ruined. If we join forces with him, won't we …"
"Long Fei Ye colluded with the Poison Sect's remnants. How will the martial arts circles accept him? Moreover, the sect head's two disciples have been embroiled in scandals. He's long lost face! " Second Elder said disdainfully, "Third Elder, Jianghu has always been about strength. The things that people know now are just rumors. The sect leader had only locked up Duanmu Yao without dealing with Cang Qiuzi or Han Yunxi. From what I've heard, the commander-in-chief's manor and Medicine City still refuse to recognize Han Yunxi as a Poison Sect descendant! Can't you tell? Today, whoever lost would be the scapegoat for everything! Whoever wins will be fine! "
The Third Elder muttered to himself as he looked at the tense situation on the stage. "Let's wait a little longer. We have to observe the situation …"
Granny You was sitting near the two of them, her gaze never leaving Long Fei Ye. Last night, she had hesitated for a long time before deciding not to go to the peak, but she hadn't slept at all because she was worried about Feiye's early exit.
…
In addition to them, the disciples of the Two Pavilions and Two Halls were also speculating and discussing the outcome of the battle.
"Long Fei Ye, are you going to scram or not?" Cang Qiuzi laughed out loud, clearly provoking him.
Long Fei Ye's Ice Eyes narrowed into icy slits. "Cang Qiuzi, even if you scram off the stage, your lordship won't leave your corpse intact!"
"Old Man, I'll make you regret your ravings!"
Cang Qiuzi raged. He immediately raised his sword, moving so fast that most of the audience couldn't even see him clearly. His blade was already in front of Long Fei Ye.
Long Fei Ye's figure flashed and landed behind Cang Qiuzi, who stabbed empty air before turning to attack again.
Long Feiye easily parried a few of his blows.
Cang Qiuzi refused to believe it!
He sped up his attacks, his figure flickering and his sword transforming into afterimages. Soon enough, it was impossible to see clearly. All they saw was Long Fei Ye's figure flickering in and out of existence. It was impossible to tell whether it was Cang Qiuzi's figure or his sword.
Long Fei Ye didn't move from his spot. It wasn't clear whether he was trapped or focused on defending himself.
Han Yunxi didn't know martial arts, so she had no idea what was going on. Fortunately, Old Kenzō had been explaining things to her the entire time.
Long Fei Ye had been dealing with Cang Qiuzi's attacks the entire time, making it impossible for Cang Qiuzi to gain any advantage. Moreover, Cang Qiuzi's fierce attacks consumed a lot of energy, so Long Fei Ye was able to deal with them without changing his stance.
Han Yunxi watched as she listened, growing more and more nervous. That was because Old Kenzō had said that Cang Qiuzi would change his tactics very soon.
As expected, Cang Qiuzi suddenly flew away to land on one side and stop his attacks.
His eyes were dark and gloomy. He wasn't willing to accept this, nor did he believe that Long Fei Ye could still hold out!
Long Fei Ye's martial arts had improved greatly after entering closed door cultivation. Most likely, he'd been cultivating internal energy for the past month.
Most people didn't know the truth and assumed that he was simply being punished. However, Cang Qiuzi was certain that Long Fei Ye had been in closed door cultivation. Moreover, he'd come out prematurely with severe internal injuries.
Long Fei Ye was simply holding on. No matter what, he wouldn't recover in less than a day even if Li Kenshin came to his rescue.
Cang Qiuzi was certain of this. Today, he wasn't only here to take first place in the ranking matches, but also to take Long Fei Ye's life.
Yesterday afternoon and all night, he'd been thinking about how to deal with Long Fei Ye and how to bite his weak spot.
Since Long Fei Ye was suffering from internal injuries, he had to find a chance to compete with Long Fei Ye in internal energy. Once Long Fei Ye used up too much energy, he'd be unable to suppress his internal injuries. Then he'd trample Long Fei Ye beneath his feet!
Once he got rid of Long Fei Ye, he and the Heretical Sword Sect's leader would be able to surround and attack Li Kenshin! Thus, once they won today's battle, Celestial Mountain's internal strife would begin!
He hadn't planned to seize the position so soon, but he could only blame Han Yunxi and Long Fei Ye for pushing him too hard. That slut Duanmu Yao for being too stupid.
Cang Qiuzi suddenly gripped his sword with both hands and flew into the air. His Xuanqing sword flared with sword awn, dazzling like the stars. Countless onlookers looked up and gasped in amazement.
What happened just then was only a warm-up. Now the real battle was about to begin!
Then would Long Fei Ye, who'd been on the defensive this entire time, be ready to attack as well?
Everyone could tell that Cang Qiuzi was staking everything on this one throw. He'd poured all of his internal energy into this one strike. Since Cang Qiuzi made the first move, he was destined to take the initiative. Faced with such powerful sword qi, Long Fei Ye had nowhere to run. His only option was to meet the attack head-on! I'll accompany you to the end!
This strike would decide victory or defeat between the two. Heaven and Earth on Celestial Mountain!
For a moment, silence fell upon the scene. In the midst of it, Long Feiye raised his head to look, his slender fingers covering his brows to hide the emotions on his face.
Soon enough, everyone's attention rested on him. No one dared to blink, afraid to miss the moment he took to the skies.
But Long Fei Ye didn't chase after him. He only looked up.
Above his head, Cang Qiuzi's sword awn grew more and more dazzling while his sword qi grew more and more intense. Soon enough, the onlookers could feel the killing intent shooting towards them like a sharp blade that could scratch their skin.
Han Yunxi, who didn't know martial arts, felt it even more clearly. She couldn't even sit still and wanted to lean back. Meanwhile, Kenzō's internal energy was gone, but the dense true qi in his body was still enough to protect his body. He didn't move at all.
"Grandmaster, what's Cang Qiuzi trying to do? Why is Long Fei Ye … "Han Yunxi asked.
"Don't worry, Feiye can handle it," Kenzō's worried gaze betrayed his heart.
Yes, he was worried, nervous, and perturbed.
Why isn't Long Fei Ye chasing after him? Why isn't he making a move?
Kenzō could tell that Cang Qiuzi had made a decisive move. He must have guessed that Long Fei Ye had internal injuries and was forcing Long Fei Ye to use all his internal energy to deal with him.
Actually, Long Fei Ye only needed to use either his Lustbite energy or his eighth level Nirvana Heart energy to beat Cang Qiuzi to a pulp. Long Fei Ye still hasn't made a move. Has something happened to his Lustbite energy again?
Kenzō's heart hung in the air. Han Yunxi no longer trusted him. She could tell that this wasn't Long Fei Ye's style at all.
With his temper, he would never let Cang Qiuzi run rampant for so long. He would've ended the battle as soon as possible.
Just what was going on?
In the silence of the crowd, Cang Qiuzi's sword awn reached its peak. No one could see the Qingxuan sword in his hand, but a blinding flash of white light like a bolt of lightning descending towards Long Fei Ye!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Han Yunxi's heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. Kenzō's ashen face was drained of blood, and his lips were clearly trembling!
Cang Qiuying shut her eyes.
"Look, Cang Qiuzi's won for sure!" Second Elder was pleasantly surprised.
Third Elder nodded his head without hesitation.
Granny You sat below the stage, her hands clenched tightly. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and whispered to her disciples, "Pass on orders to prepare for battle. You must guard the bridgeheads."
… …
Not long after, the entire place became indescribably quiet. Almost everyone unconsciously held their breaths as they watched and waited without blinking.
They were waiting for Cang Qiuzi's sword to strike!
"Long Fei Ye, die!"
Cang Qiuzi shouted as his sword slashed downwards like a bolt of lightning.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a shrill whistle pierced through the air!
Everyone assumed that it was the sound of Cang Qiuzi's sword awn, but never expected it to be the sound of Long Feiye's sword. How much power had been imbued into his sword? How could a casual wave of his hand have enough power to slice through the air?
So Long Fei Ye was going to counterattack?
In a flash, the crowd recovered their wits. In the blink of an eye, Long Fei Ye's Profound Frost Sword flared with white light that was even more dazzling than the sun. It completely overshadowed Cang Qiuzi's sword awn, causing both Cang Qiuzi and his Profound Frost Sword to dim.
Dazzling sword awn and frigid sword qi filled the air like a rainbow as it rose from the ground to the skies, toppling mountains and overturning seas.
Clang …
The two sword awns collided. More accurately, it was Long Fei Ye's sword qi that struck Cang Qiuzi's sword qi with an earth-shattering boom. Amidst the noise, the two sword awns didn't seem to be in a stalemate. Long Fei Ye's sword qi simply overwhelmed Cang Qiuzi's and sent the latter's sword qi flying back into his body.
Cang Qiuzi took the brunt of his own strength and spat out a mouthful of blood as his body bent over from the force. But Long Fei Ye's sword qi followed up and sent him flying into the air. Soon enough, he fell back down unconscious, his life or death unclear.
No one had expected this outcome. Long Fei Ye's sword qi had doubled the strength of Cang Qiuzi's sword qi!
How … how is this possible? This man is too terrifying!
Silence returned to the crowd. Only Long Fei Ye's footsteps could be heard. His face was as cold as ice, his gaze ruthless. Step by step, he walked to Cang Qiuzi's side and kicked him off the stage.
"Father!"
Cang Qiuying wailed as she threw herself at him.
Long Fei Ye won?
"Long Fei Ye won! He won! Master, he won, he won! "Han Yunxi rejoiced as she leapt to her feet.
But before the crowd could accept the result, a figure flew out of the crowd and landed on the stage.
He was tall and slender, his bearing elegant and graceful. His hands were clasped behind his back, his expression gentle.
Is he going to participate in the ranking matches?
Who … is he?
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