The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

Is the gap still too big? Are they trying to make me lower my guard...? Still playing mind games at a time like this?

Qin Yangjun was at a loss for words. To avoid giving an irrelevant answer and causing an awkward situation, he simply chose not to respond.

Qin Yangjun flicked his wrist, raising the wooden sword.

"In that case, junior sister, please!"

Yueyao didn't hesitate either, her spiritual energy erupting as she instantly charged towards Qin Yangjun.

Boom!

The two men's wooden swords clashed, creating a surge of spiritual energy.

The referee below seemed hesitant to speak...

I feel like my existence is somewhat superfluous.

However, he was soon drawn to the battle on stage.

In just a few breaths, the two had exchanged blows dozens of times. The wooden swords clashed loudly on the arena, and each clash of the wooden swords was accompanied by a collision of spiritual energy.

The freshmen below couldn't help but swallow hard; if that blow had hit them, they would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

Moreover, this was just a normal test between the two; neither side exerted any real effort.

After testing each other, both sides began to exert their strength, their spiritual power surged, and they unleashed their moves simultaneously.

Yueyao seemed to be gaining the upper hand over Qin Yangjun, but for some reason, all the previous events kept flashing through her mind.

She always felt that Qin Yangjun was hiding something, preparing to make a move at a crucial moment.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

As long as that move wasn't used, the oppressive feeling intensified, and gradually Yueyao even felt like she couldn't breathe.

Boom!

Another burst of spiritual energy blasted them both away.

The moment she regained her footing, Yueyao gritted her teeth, her spiritual power surged, and then her body began to become ethereal.

The spiritual energy around her seemed to transform into mist, which began to permeate the arena mountain.

At the same time, a feeling of unease welled up in Qin Yangjun's heart...

Chapter Sixteen: The Chief!!

The scene on the arena made the Grand Elder close his eyes.

Several elders shook their heads and sighed.

In their view, the outcome of this contest was already decided.

Mu Xianxian whispered from the side:

"Yao'er's heart is in turmoil."

In the arena.

The sense of crisis that came from all directions made Qin Yangjun pause in surprise.

Slaying immortals and leaving the mortal world...

This differs from the book. Why did Yueyao start using her ultimate move right away?

You should know that your Heavenly Gang Sword Technique is extremely powerful and can definitely withstand a small-level opponent. The only drawback is that you lack sufficient strength.

She was already a level above him, so if she could stall for another two or three moves and have her spiritual energy depleted, she would be able to deal with him with ease.

That's what Yueyao did in the book, but now...

At this moment, Qin Yangjun had no time to wonder and hurriedly circulated his energy.

A bolt of lightning coiled around the wooden sword, and the lightning around it crackled in the air. Qin Yangjun gathered all his spiritual energy; if he held back even a fraction of his strength, he might not be able to withstand this attack.

"Behead the Immortal!"

Yueyao let out a sharp cry, and her originally illusory figure instantly accelerated, transforming into a sword light. At the same time, the mist on the arena also transformed into countless sword energies. The sword light, together with the sword energies, attacked Qin Yangjun.

At the same time, Qin Yangjun also finished gathering his strength, and he gripped the wooden sword tightly and let out a roar!

"A thunderous roar that startled everyone!"

Qin Yangjun transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished from the spot.

The next second, lightning and sword energy collided in the center of the arena, simultaneously unleashing a pale white light.

In an instant, the disciples watching from below the stage were blinded by the light.

As the light faded, a huge crater appeared in the center of the training ground.

Countless sword marks tore through the ground, and within the already crumbling earth, faint arcs of electricity flickered.

Qin Yangjun stood in the center of the arena, while Yueyao had her back to him.

At their feet lay the broken wooden sword.

Yueyao frowned slightly, because at the last moment, she could clearly feel that Qin Yangjun's spiritual power was slightly weaker than her own, and he was only able to withstand this attack because of the fierceness of his swordsmanship.

Before she could turn around, Qin Yangjun's carefree voice came from behind her.

"As expected of my junior sister, the power of this sword strike is already comparable to an attack from the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

Qin Yangjun appeared calm and collected, but in reality, he had been completely drained of his strength, and he could barely stand.

But for some reason, after the spiritual energy was drained, a new spiritual energy began to circulate within the body.

But the newly generated spiritual energy was too little, so little that it couldn't even support Qin Yangjun in making a single movement.

Even his dantian couldn't retain this spiritual power, and it could only dissipate.

Now, Yueyao only needs a light touch to send herself flying.

However, he accepted his fate. After all, it was a fair and square duel, and he didn't deserve to lose.

Would it be more dignified to admit defeat than to fall off the stage?

While Qin Yangjun was pondering, Yueyao turned around and looked at him. The next second, her expression changed slightly.

Because she saw that Qin Yangjun was actually emitting spiritual energy, and this spiritual energy even had a golden hue.

This was a form of spiritual energy she had never seen in Qin Yangjun before.

It is important to know that sometimes changes in spiritual energy foreshadow the start of a move.

Is there any capacity left?

She gave a wry smile, then looked relieved.

As expected, there was a backup plan. Now that the wooden sword was gone, she knew that she was no match for Qin Yangjun, who possessed a Dao Body, in hand-to-hand combat.

That last sword strike drained at least 70% of her strength; she can't deliver a second strike with that kind of technique.

There was no need for me to continue fighting.

Yueyao sighed and bowed respectfully to Qin Yangjun.

"Senior brother, what are you saying? Compared to you, Yueyao is still far inferior. Yueyao has lost this round, and I... concede defeat."

"Ok?"

Qin Yangjun was stunned. He almost blurted out the words "I admit defeat".

The other person spoke first.

*Smack! Smack!* ...

A few soft claps came from above. Mu Xianxian clapped with a smile, and then several elders joined in.

The referees below the stage also recovered from their daze and quickly announced the result.

"Yueyao concedes defeat, Qin Yangjun wins!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

"Big brother is mighty!"

"Senior Brother is really amazing!"

"I didn't expect that even the eldest brother had a backup plan."

"Our senior brother truly deserves to be ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking."

"That's right, Chief!"

"chief!"

"chief!"

"chief!"

"........"

The cheers were deafening, and Hua Yaoyao below went completely mad, shaking Qian Xiaoyu's shoulders frantically while muttering something under her breath.

"Senior Brother! We won! We won! We won!!"

However, she didn't know that with her Golden Core cultivation level, shaking her with all her might was something that Qian Xiaoyu, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, couldn't resist. Qian Xiaoyu was shaken so badly that she was left with afterimages.

It was Yu Lingyue who noticed and quickly stopped Hua Yaoyao's crazy actions.

Having escaped Hua Yaoyao's "poisonous clutches," Qian Xiaoyu's legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees, vomiting as she braced herself on all fours.

Hua Yaoyao quickly went to help him up.

"I'm so sorry...Junior sister, are you alright?"

On the other side, Cheng Lieqing lowered his head in the audience.

I never expected Qin Yangjun to be so well-hidden. It seems I'll have to meet with that inside man tomorrow to discuss our strategy...