"You are Lu Qingshan?" Luo Yang looked at Lu Qingshan with a scrutinizing gaze and said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time. This battle can finally begin."
Although Luo Yang was his opponent, this battle had been arranged by Marquis Luo Tang. Luo Yang had not even asked for his opinion. Before this, Luo Yang had never even seen Lu Qingshan.
Therefore, hatred was out of the question. He even wanted to thank Lu Qingshan in person. If not for the battle with Lu Qingshan, his father, Marquis Luo Tang, would not have paid such a huge price to obtain the Serene Leopard's True Blood just to help him transform his left palm.
In addition, by using the opportunity of defeating Lu Qingshan, he might be able to catch Xia Daojing's eye and achieve a meteoric rise.
If that was the case, not only was Lu Qingshan not his enemy, but he could also be considered a benefactor.
In addition, there were countless people in the spectator stands who had restrained their auras and countless people who had profound auras.
Not everyone was qualified to enter the Martial Arts Hall to watch the battle. The cultivators in the spectator stands were all people of a certain status.
These people were all here to watch his battle!
Just thinking about it made his vanity explode.
Then he thought about the heated discussions that had swept through the Seven Domains of the Human Race.
Since when could a Void Refinement Realm cultivator like him, who was not on the Profound Roll, attract so much attention?
Wasn't it because his opponent was Lu Qingshan?
In this regard, he was still basking in Lu Qingshan's glory.
Lu Qingshan only glanced at Luo Yang's interrogative tone coldly and did not reply.
In front of everyone, Luo Yang realized that his words had been ignored by Lu Qingshan. This made him feel embarrassed, and his face turned ashen.
Fortunately, his face was dark to begin with, so it was hard to tell that his expression had changed.
…
At that moment, a beam of divine light descended from above.
A middle-aged cultivator appeared in the divine light. He was dressed in black and his figure was hazy.
The middle-aged cultivator was the hall master of the Heaven Sin Martial Hall, a disciple of the Martial Discussion Hall. At the same time, he was also the host of this duel.
The Heavenly Sin Hall Master first glanced at Lu Qingshan with a curious gaze before he slowly opened his mouth.
"Since both sides have arrived, please prepare to enter the arena."
"Open!" The Heavenly Sin Temple Master let out a low roar. A layer of hazy light suddenly appeared on the arena in front of Lu Qingshan and Luo Yang. It was a magnificent sight.
"The two of you, please enter the arena."
Lu Qingshan and Luo Yang's figures flashed as they rushed towards the arena.
As soon as he entered the arena, Lu Qingshan discovered that the arena, which was only a hundred meters in length and width from the outside, had suddenly expanded, transforming into a vast space with a radius of ten miles.
He and Luo Yang stood on opposite sides of the space, facing each other from a great distance.
This was because there was a Mustard Seed Formation on the arena. It contained the Mount Sumeru within the Mustard Seed Formation, shrinking an extremely large region within the small arena.
For a cultivator, a small arena was simply unable to be used for a battle of magical powers.
Only such a small region was suitable for cultivators of such cultivation levels to fight and duel.
In addition, there was a layer of golden light barrier around the arena. It flickered with a grand atmosphere and complicated symbols.
This was a shielding formation to prevent the aftershocks of the battle from rushing out of the arena.
"It's finally about to begin. This duel has caused a sensation in recent months." The cultivators on the spectator stand were all looking at the scene of the small region in the arena displayed on the golden light barrier. They were filled with anticipation.
"Luo Yang, take him down …" Marquis Luo Tang stared at the scene on the battlefield from the higher-ups' spectator stand and muttered.
On the surface, Lu Qingshan was in an extremely disadvantageous position. However, this battle still tugged at Marquis Luo Tang's heartstrings.
This was because he could not lose this battle. He could not afford to lose.
If he lost, he would have to cede 90% of his family's property to the Sword Sect. Who could bear such a loss?
"Is he the first disciple of His Highness Daoyun? He looks like a talent." Around him, cultivators from the Da Xia Kingdom were chatting softly.
"After all, he's the champion of the Seven Regions Dao Symposium. He's a dragon among dragons and phoenixes. Naturally, his aura is extraordinary." Another person agreed. "Not to mention, he has the confidence to face a cultivator who is an entire realm higher than him. How many cultivators have such courage?"
The discussion rose and fell. However, the focus was all on Lu Qingshan. No one mentioned Luo Yang's name.
After all, daring to challenge a Nascent Soul cultivator at the late Void Refinement stage was worthy of discussion.
What was there to talk about when a late Void Refinement stage cultivator challenged a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator?
Who wouldn't dare?
"Although he has enough courage, his chances of winning are low." This was also the opinion of most people.
Although Lu Qing was outstanding, he was only at the late Nascent Soul stage after all.
In their eyes, he lacked a unique and powerful foundation.
.....
On the battlefield, Luo Yang was already as swift as a comet. His entire body exploded with blinding silver light as he shot forward like a bolt of silver lightning.
His target was, of course, Lu Qingshan!
The moment Luo Yang charged out, Lu Qingshan also floated high in the air. With a thought, his Dragonsparrow flew out.
Facing a late Void Refinement stage cultivator like Luo Yang, he couldn't afford to be careless.
However, even though he already thought highly of Luo Yang, Lu Qingshan still discovered that Luo Yang was not weak.
Luo Yang's speed was too fast. It was unimaginably fast.
It was very rare for a Body Cultivator to be so fast.
This was because the Dharma Idol that Luo Yang cultivated, the Serene Leopard, was a strange beast known for its speed.
In addition, Luo Yang's Dao Seed was formed from the concept of speed.
With the combination of these two factors, coupled with the fact that his cultivation level was higher than Lu Qingshan's by a large realm, his speed had already surpassed the speed of Lu Qingshan's Sword Kinesis Flight.
Against an opponent with such speed, this meant that every time Lu Qingshan pulled away, he could at most control his Flying Sword to attack once or twice before Luo Yang could reach him.
Under normal circumstances, with his advantage in Sword Kinesis Flight, other cultivators would either choose to attack him from a distance, or they would have to endure the continuous attacks of the Flying Sword and force their way to him.
In other words, against Luo Yang, "kiting" wouldn't work.
However, although "kiting" was a sword cultivator's signature tactic, it was not Lu Qingshan's most common tactic.
Thus, this attack didn't have much of an impact on Lu Qingshan.
This was also why the higher a cultivator's cultivation level, the more time and energy they had to spend on creating their own spell system.
In the face of such a strange and varied opponent, there was no tactic that could "dominate the world with one move" when the difference in strength was not too great.
Countering each move as it came, choosing the most suitable tactic according to the actual opponent, was the most reasonable tactic.
As Luo Yang charged towards him, Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow had already met him.
Boom!
There was a loud explosion.
This didn't seem like a clash between man and sword, but rather like two comets colliding. The shockwaves were incomparably violent, and there was a roar on the field. Spiritual power surged out like smoke.
Everyone was shocked.
"What a fast Flying Sword!"
These spectating cultivators had extraordinary strength as well. Given their experience, the speed of the flying sword that made them involuntarily praise it was truly extremely fast.
Eighty-four times the speed of sound!
For a late Nascent Soul stage sword cultivator to be able to reach such a speed, it really made them tremble.
This was especially true for those who were also sword cultivators.
They were even more aware of how terrifying this was.
It had to be known that when they were in the late Nascent Soul stage, even with the support of the number one offensive Slaughter Sword Intent, their Flying Swords could reach forty times the speed of sound. They were already considered outstanding.
Lu Qingshan, on the other hand, doubled it for them.
This was simply f * cking outrageous.
"Perfect Stage Slaughter Sword Intent …" someone who knew his stuff muttered softly to himself as he stared at the Dragon Sparrow circling back.
There seemed to be a hint of blood on the Flying Sword, and it was surrounded by a bone-piercing aura. The baleful aura was also extremely cold, making one feel intimidated just by looking at it.
This kind of aura could only be achieved by a Perfect Stage Slaughter Sword Intent.
After being attacked by Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword, Luo Yang's forward figure paused for a moment. His eyes flashed with a fierce light. "It's only been a few months, but your Slaughter Sword Intent has improved again. As expected of Xia Daoyun's first disciple."
The last time the Yellow Bulletin was updated, Lu Qingshan's cultivation was still at the Unity Stage Slaughter Sword Intent.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, it would reach the Perfect Stage?
The speed at which his intent improved was truly terrifying.
Moreover, the Yellow Bulletin's record that Lu Qingshan's Origin Sword was suspected to be a Pseudo Dao Artifact, and it seemed to be real.
The power of Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword made even his heart tremble. Even though he hadn't suffered any injuries after taking it head-on, he could still feel the cold intent deeply.
If it weren't for the fact that this sword cultivator's Origin Sword was extremely high quality, Luo Yang wouldn't have believed that a Nascent Soul sword cultivator could unleash such a ferocious Flying Sword Attack.
Luo Yang's heart tightened. He had a feeling that this was going to be a tough battle.
Lu Qingshan also revealed a strange expression.
Luo Yang's physical body was far stronger than he had imagined.
In terms of speed, even late Void Refinement stage sword cultivators couldn't compare to his Flying Sword Intent.
This was a combination of a Dao Artifact, Perfect Stage Slaughter Sword Intent, dense spiritual energy from a flawless foundation, and a Nascent Spirit that had reached the Defensive Stage.
However, even though this Flying Sword had reached the late Void Refinement stage, Luo Yang hadn't been injured at all.
Although the Flying Sword of a sword cultivator was sharp, each cultivator had their own methods to weaken the power of the Flying Sword.
For example, barriers, Buddhist Golden Light, Magic Cultivators' Mountain Moving Technique, etc. Therefore, when the Flying Sword finally landed on the enemy's body, it would be considered good if it retained half of its power.
However, it was rare to see someone like Luo Yang, who didn't rely on any methods and used only his physical body to block the Flying Sword without being injured.
It seemed that he couldn't do anything to Luo Yang with his Flying Sword.
In the distance, the handsome Marquis Luo Tang muttered to himself, "Even the Flying Sword can't hurt my son. Lu Qingshan, how can you win?"
"Among Nascent Soul cultivators, there aren't many who can safely block one of Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword, let alone fight him.
He is indeed a young genius. Unfortunately, Luo Yang's cultivation is much higher than his. "Next to Marquis Luo Tang, a Soul Formation cultivator from the Da Xia Kingdom gave his evaluation.
"With his current performance, so what if he loses this battle? Can Xia Daoyun and the Sword Sect not protect him?
Besides, I'm starting to believe that he has the ability to kill Gui Yuan True Paragon. "Another cultivator from the Da Xia Kingdom, who had silver hair and looked quite old, spoke slowly.
The others all nodded in agreement.
On the other side, Luo Yang's figure paused for a moment, then quickly and fiercely charged out again. He was like an eagle soaring through the sky, his entire body bursting with silver light.
When Lu Qingshan saw this, he calmly controlled the Dragonsparrow Sword to rush out again.
"A futile struggle," Luo Yang said inwardly. He ignored Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword and met it head-on without dodging.
In any case, he had already tried once. This Flying Sword wouldn't be able to harm him for a while.
When Lu Qingshan saw this, he sneered coldly.
He hadn't used his immortal true intent in his Flying Sword. It was purely a test to see what level Luo Yang's physical body had reached.
In a battle where one's strength wasn't overwhelming, it was necessary to test one's opponent's limits and bottom lines.
Now, he had already confirmed it.
The Flying Sword began to accelerate.
It had only taken half a breath to reach eighty-four times the speed of sound.
At this moment, under Lu Qingshan's careful calculations and Luo Yang's arrogant disregard, the Flying Sword was already extremely close to Luo Yang's.
At this distance, even a god wouldn't be able to react in time.
Boom!
With a loud boom, an illusory bolt of lightning and fire appeared on the flaming Dragonsparrow Sword.
Even Luo Yang, who was extremely proud of his physical body, paled.
After reaching eighty-four times the speed of sound, Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword still hadn't reached its limit. Instead, it continued to accelerate, reaching ninety-nine times the speed of sound, which was infinitely close to a hundred times the speed of sound.
The third stage of the Flying Sword Stage was the Sword Generating Lightning and Fire. The limit of this stage was a hundred times the speed of sound!
Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword was only one step away from breaking through to the Sword Generating Lightning and Fire stage.
This Flying Sword attack contained an immeasurable amount of power.
The Dragonsparrow Sword crashed into Luo Yang's chest.
Luo Yang felt his chest constrict as a powerful force burst forth from the Flying Sword and pressed against his chest. His body staggered, and a trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
"A Flying Sword Stage ninety-nine times the speed of sound! How could a Sword Sect disciple do this?! "Many people gasped in shock, and their jaws almost fell to the ground.
"Luo Yang's injured!" They were excited.
They were shocked because they hadn't expected that the Flying Sword Stage, which was eighty-four times the speed of sound, wasn't Luo Yang's limit.
Lu Qingshan's true limit was the terrifying Flying Sword Stage, which was ninety-nine times the speed of sound.
They were excited because Luo Yang was injured, which meant that the outcome of this battle was once again suspenseful.
After all, if Lu Qingshan couldn't even break through Luo Yang's defenses, and this battle was in the arena, then the outcome would be obvious.
"What a pity. If I really reached the Sword Generating Lightning and Fire stage, then Luo Yang wouldn't just be lightly injured," Lu Qingshan murmured to himself as he watched Luo Yang wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The True Meaning of Immortality at the Unity Realm had strengthened his Slaughter Sword Intent, but he still hadn't been able to break through the limit of a hundred times the speed of sound.
The Sword Generating Lightning and Fire was a huge bottleneck.
Lu Qingshan estimated that only when his cultivation improved a step further, and when his Immortal True Intent was also cultivated to perfection, would his flying sword be able to reach the realm of sword birth of lightning and fire.
Luo Yang stared at Lu Qingshan with a savage expression.
Strange veined patterns gradually appeared on his face. Upon closer inspection, Luo Yang's face looked extremely similar to that of a leopard.
"So fierce and ugly." The female cultivator who'd given Luo Yang the title of "ugly man" never disappointed anyone. She stepped forward at this moment, curling her lips as she looked at Luo Yang's leopard face.
Beside her, the body cultivator brother heard the female cultivator's ridicule and felt a little sour in his heart.
The body tempering techniques practiced by body cultivators were indeed ferocious, but in terms of appearance … the best was the Vajra Body of the Buddha, which shone with golden light. However, that was only a minority. Most body tempering techniques were related to beasts …
If it were the so-called "Azure Heaven Materialized Dragon Art," "Archaic Dragonesque Elephant Art," or "Vermillion Bird Sacred Body," then it wouldn't be a big deal.
But these body tempering techniques, just by hearing their names, were definitely the combination of powerful body cultivators. How could ordinary body cultivators come into contact with such top-notch techniques?
Most body cultivators cultivated the "Ox Demon Body Tempering Technique," "Spirit Turtle Defensive Body Art," "Ape Demon Moon Fishing Art," and other strange things.
It wasn't that they didn't want to look good, but how good could a tortoise and a monkey be?
If they talked too much, they'd just cry.
But sword cultivators all rode on their swords, controlling their flying swords to kill enemies from a thousand miles away.
Regardless of whether they were strong or not, they were definitely handsome.
It was fine if they weren't as good-looking as others, but their techniques were also uglier.
Trembling with anger!
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