Although Lu XueQi was a woman, her strength was not inferior to Lin JingYu. In fact, she was even stronger. In the arena, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows. Lin JingYu's white robe was already bleeding.
On the other hand, Lu XueQi still looked like a fairy. Her cold cheeks were flushed red and she was beautiful beyond compare. Obviously, the fight had consumed a lot of energy. Compared to Lin JingYu, who was riddled with injuries, it was clear who was stronger.
Looking at the ice beauty in the arena, Mu Qingxiao shook his head bitterly.
Although he had already captured Lu XueQi's heart, the latter was not an ordinary woman. She was stubborn and unyielding. She had a kind and gentle side, but also a ruthless and decisive side. If she knew that he had several wives, he wondered if she would leave him.
With a confident smile on his face, Mu Qingxiao threw his complicated emotions to the back of his mind. If he could not even handle his own woman, how could he achieve the Dao of the Dominator!
Ordinary days could indeed wear away a person's courage. In these years of cultivation in the Qing Yun Men, he faintly felt that if he continued to live like this with a beautiful woman by his side, he could be called a celestial couple's life.
However, as soon as this feeling arose, it was ruthlessly erased by him. His cultivation was in the Nascent Soul Realm. In this world, he was indeed a peak existence. However, compared to the vast and boundless universe, he was still too weak.
Thinking back to when he had just obtained the system, his passion, and his original intention, Mu Qingxiao's gaze was unprecedentedly firm.
One day, he would be the only one in the entire universe!
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As expected, in just a moment, there was a burst of exclamations around the arena. Lu XueQi held the 'Tian Ya' divine sword and placed the blade on Lin JingYu's neck. With a flash of cold light, she announced the result of the competition.
"In this competition, Little Bamboo Peak's Lu XueQi wins!"
As the referee Elder shouted out, the Blue Cloud Sect disciples below the arena were seething with excitement. As for the Dragon Head Peak disciples, their complexions were ashen, their hearts filled with a bitter taste. To them, this Seven Peak Martial Meeting was simply a disaster.
On the arena, Lu XueQi kept the 'Tian Ya' divine sword and ignored Lin JingYu. Her beautiful eyes swept across the crowd. When she saw Mu Qingxiao standing at the outermost circle, a faint smile appeared on her cold face.
"Xue Qi …"
At this moment, Shui Yue's voice sounded from the high platform. Lu XueQi turned around and saw that his master had already left. He cast an apologetic look at Mu Qingxiao and hurriedly chased after her.
When Lu XueQi's figure disappeared from her sight, Mu Qingxiao also collected her emotions and turned to walk towards the Bamboo Peak.
Walking on the road, Mu Qingxiao passed under the strange gazes of the Qing Yun Men disciples. After yesterday's battle, his reputation had long since overshadowed Qi Hao, and he was known as the most ruthless person in the history of the Qing Yun Men.
Although he did not enter the top four, his reputation was not weak at all. After three rounds of competition, he had crippled three Dragon Head Peak disciples. One of them was even the First Senior Brother of the Dragon Head Peak, Qi Hao. If he was not a ruthless person, what was he?
So much so that, along the way, some disciples could not avoid him. In their eyes, Mu Qingxiao was simply a demon. Qi Hao was originally the most popular candidate to win the championship, but because of Mu Qingxiao, not to mention winning the championship, his entire cultivation base was crippled.
Lu XueQi's momentum was at its peak, but Zeng Shushu and Zhang Xiaofan entering the top four was beyond the expectations of most of the Qing Yun Men elders.
Before this, Zeng Shushu was known as the only son of Zeng Shuchang. Although he was recognized as a young talent in the Fenghui Peak, but he was not very famous among the Qing Yun Men. This time, he overcame all difficulties, and his exquisite Dao skills made everyone look at him in a new light.
Zhang Xiaofan's reputation gradually spread among the Qing Yun Men, and it really gave the Bamboo Peak a lot of face.
At this time, on the east platform, three people stood side by side. Sect Leader Zhenren Daoxuan and Dragon Head Peak's Cang Song Taoist stood in front.
Zhenren Daoxuan still had a smile on his face. It was impossible to tell whether he was dissatisfied with the unexpected annihilation of the Nagato disciples in this examination, but Cang Song Taoist's face was terrifyingly gloomy.
Originally, he thought that Qi Hao could win the championship of the Seven Peaks Tournament, but he did not expect that the Dragon Head Peak disciples would be crippled again and again. This made him furious. If not for Zhenren Daoxuan and Tian Boli, he really wanted to kill Mu Qingxiao on the spot!
Below the platform, close to a thousand Qing Yun Men gathered together. Those sitting in the front row were the various Sect Leaders and Elders. Suru looked at the platform, and whispered to Tian Boli, "Xiao Fan has really unknowingly grown up a lot."
Tian Boli snorted, and did not speak. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he could naturally see that the three people on the platform, Lu XueQi was cold as ice, Zeng Shushu stood with a smile, and Zhang Xiaofan's face was calm, but the confidence in his eyes was obvious.
On the platform, Zhenren Daoxuan looked at the three people, and a smile flashed across his lips. He turned to the audience and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, until today, the Seven Peaks Tournament has decided the top four disciples. Because Junior Mu violated the sect rules, she was stripped of the right to compete. Their talents are outstanding, and their skills are exquisite. They are the elites of the Qing Yun Men, and shoulder the heavy responsibility of bringing glory to our Qing Yun Sect."
"For tomorrow's competition, due to the number of participants, the order of the competition will still be determined by drawing lots. Those who draw lot number one will advance directly, number two and three will battle, and the winner will battle number one …"
Close to twenty minutes later, Zhenren Daoxuan announced the time and location of the competition, and the disciples on the Yunhai Square gradually dispersed. Walking behind the disciples of Big Bamboo Peak, Mu Qingxiao suddenly felt a cold and murderous gaze on him.
Turning around, it was Taoist Cang Song on the platform staring at him coldly, and his lips could not help but curl up into a sinister smile. It seemed that after the Seven Peaks Tournament, the time when he went down the mountain to practice would not be peaceful.
He did not believe that after he crippled three disciples of Dragon Head Peak, and made Cang Song lose face, the latter would let him off so easily.
Both of their gazes met in the air, Cang Song frowned, and felt even angrier. At the same time, he was a little surprised. He had slightly restrained his breath, how did Mu Qingxiao detect it?
This boy was extremely strange, but his talent was shocking. Even if he had the protection of a Spirit Elder, he must think of ways to eliminate him, or else Dragon Head Peak would never have a chance to rise again!
Mu Qingxiao did not care about Taoist Cang Song's murderous intent, and did not know what he was thinking. Instead, he turned around and left. It would be fine if he did not provoke him, but if he provoked him, even Dragon Head Peak would be wiped out.
Cang Song was the high and mighty Dragon Head Peak's first seat among the Qing Yun Men, but in his eyes, he was just a slightly stronger ant.
Although he had been in this world for many years, and had not killed anyone, but it did not mean that he did not have the ability to kill. He was not a kind person, but he kept a low profile, and was not a lamb to be slaughtered. Cang Song wanted to kill him, and he would not show mercy.
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