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The next day, the Kanwei arena.

Jiang Xiaochuan stood on the stage, looking at Zeng Shushu opposite him. Zeng Shushu was wearing a brand new green robe today, her hair was neatly combed, and she held a light purple immortal sword in her hand, the blade shimmering with light.

"Old Jiang, please have mercy!" Zeng Shushu said with a bitter face and cupped his hands.

"Don't give me that crap." Jiang Xiaochuan laughed and scolded, flipping his wrist and the God-Slaying Spear slid into his palm. The dark red gun body remained dull and lifeless.

The referee gave the whistle.

Zeng Shushu's eyes narrowed, and with a low shout, the light of the pale purple immortal sword surged, transforming into a purple streak that shot straight towards him.

The sword strike was fierce, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air.

Jiang Xiaochuan neither dodged nor evaded. Only when the sword light was about to hit him did he flick his wrist, and the God-Slaying Spear struck first, its tip precisely hitting the spine of the pale purple immortal sword.

"Ding!"

A clear, crisp sound rang out.

Zeng Shushu felt a sudden jolt in his sword, and a strange, powerful force surged through him, not only shattering the spiritual energy on his sword but also sending a chilling suction force drilling up his arm's meridians! He was startled and quickly activated his spiritual energy to resist, pulling back as he retreated.

Jiang Xiaochuan gave him no chance to breathe, taking a step forward, and the God-Slaying Spear transformed into a dark red afterimage, crashing down like a storm!

Smash, sweep, and flick—each strike was powerful and heavy, carrying a savage, pulling force.

Zeng Shushu was forced to retreat repeatedly, his pale purple immortal sword barely managing to parry the blows.

His swordsmanship was exquisite and varied, but Jiang Xiaochuan's spear technique was too domineering and powerful. The suction force was also all-pervasive, making his spiritual energy flow sluggish and preventing him from exerting 70% of his full strength.

In just over thirty rounds, Zeng Shushu's tiger's mouth split open, and his pale purple immortal sword was knocked out of his hand by a spear, landing with a "clang" on the edge of the arena.

He himself was also struck in the chest by the gun barrel, let out a muffled groan, flew backward and crashed on the edge of the ring, clutching his chest, unable to get up for a long time.

The referee announced loudly, "Dazhufeng, Jiang Xiaochuan, wins!"

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Standing below the stage, Zeng Shuchang, the head of Feng Hui Peak, looked at Jiang Xiaochuan, who had sheathed his spear, and then at Zeng Shushu, who had been helped off the stage. He shook his head, but smiled and said to Tian Buyi beside him, "Senior Brother Tian, ​​your disciple is remarkable. His spear technique, his strength... tsk tsk, the younger generation is truly formidable."

Tian Buyi stood with his hands behind his back, his chubby face beaming with an undisguised smile, but he said modestly, "Senior Brother Zeng, you flatter me. This kid is just a bit brute force; he's not up to par."

Zeng Shuchang laughed and said nothing more.

……

On the other side, in the Qian position arena.

The showdown between Lu Xueqi and Qi Hao attracted even more viewers.

The audience was packed to capacity, with even Dao Xuan Zhenren and several senior monks in attendance.

Qi Hao's Frost Sword exuded a chilling aura, its blade gleaming like snow.

Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword shone with a vast, deep blue light, its swordsmanship concise and sharp, each strike carrying an overwhelming and unstoppable power.

The two fought for nearly a hundred rounds, their swords flashing, their cold air colliding with the blue light, producing a dense "clanging" sound.

The audience watched intently, barely daring to breathe.

Finally, Lu Xueqi's Tianya Sword shone brightly, and with a move called "Sword Leading the Azure Dragon," she broke through Qi Hao's layers of ice walls, stopping just three inches from his throat.

Qi Hao smiled wryly, sheathed his sword, and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect: "Junior Sister Lu's cultivation is profound; I admire her."

The referee announced: "Xiao Zhufeng and Lu Xueqi win!"

A huge cheer erupted from the audience.

Tian Buyi and Su Ru stood below the stage, looking at Lu Xueqi standing on the stage with her sword sheathed, and then at Jiang Xiaochuan who was surrounded by his fellow disciples not far away. Both of them smiled.

Disciples from Dazhu Peak and Xiaozhu Peak met in the finals. This was a spectacle unseen for many years.

……

Evening, Yunhai Square.

Jiang Xiaochuan sat on the stone steps at the edge of the square, watching the setting sun gradually sink into the sky. The orange-red light shone on the white jade ground, giving it a warm glow.

Footsteps sounded.

Jiang Xiaochuan turned his head, and Lu Xueqi walked over at some point and sat down next to him.

The light blue dress took on a warm hue under the setting sun, softening the lines of her profile.

"Congratulations," Jiang Xiaochuan said.

"You too," Lu Xueqi replied softly.

The two remained silent for a while. In the distance, disciples walked by in twos and threes, their laughter and chatter faintly drifting over.

"tomorrow……"

Jiang Xiaochuan spoke, then paused, "That promise is finally about to come."

Lu Xueqi hummed in agreement but didn't say anything.

I said…

Jiang Xiaochuan turned to look at her and said very seriously, "Tomorrow, you must go all out. Let me see just how powerful the legendary Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique really is."

Lu Xueqi paused, then looked up at him: "Didn't you say before that you were afraid of being chopped into pieces?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "That was before. Now... cough cough, I'm thick-skinned now, it shouldn't be like that, right?"

He thought of his body, which had been modified by the Blood-Devouring Bead and the Soul-Seizing Technique. His bones were frighteningly hard, and his recovery ability was strong. He should be able to withstand it, right?

In short,

He waved his hand, looking ready to go all out, "Tomorrow, bring it on! Let me see just how strong our Qingyun Sect's number one young talent really is!"

Lu Xueqi looked at him, the sunlight falling into her eyes, bringing a faint smile to her face. She nodded gently, her voice soft yet clear:

"it is good."

……

At night, Lu Xueqi lay on the bamboo bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

It's not just because of the promise for tomorrow.

And also because... what about after tomorrow?

The competition is over, the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament has ended.

What reason could she possibly have to keep going to him, talking to him, and seeing him smile?

She raised her left hand, and the jade bracelet on her wrist gleamed warmly in the moonlight.

She then pulled a small oil paper packet from her bosom, opened it, and inside were several bright red candies. Jiang Xiaochuan had given them to her, saying they were homemade and called "Strawberry Candies."

She picked one up and put it in her mouth. The sweetness melted on her tongue, accompanied by a unique fruity aroma.

She had a candy in her mouth and closed her eyes.

Tomorrow. We must win.

……

The Qian position arena.

A sea of ​​people. Nearly a thousand Qingyun disciples surrounded the arena, and even the distant corridors and stone steps were filled with people.

In the front row, Dao Xuan Zhenren, the heads of each lineage, and the elders were all present, their faces solemn.

On the stage, red and blue lights shone brightly.

Jiang Xiaochuan's God-Slaying Spear transformed into a dark red afterimage, its attacks as fierce as a storm, each strike powerful and heavy, carrying a savage pulling force.

Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword shone with a deep blue light that flowed like water. Her swordsmanship was smooth and free, weaving through the shadows of spears and parrying fatal blows at the last possible moment.

The two had been fighting for nearly an hour.

The audience watched intently, forgetting even to breathe. Tian Buyi and Su Ru clasped hands tightly, their palms sweaty. Master Shuiyue remained calm, his gaze fixed on the stage.

Jiang Xiaochuan became more and more excited as he fought.

The thing in my chest was pounding wildly.

Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword also emitted a clear and melodious hum, and its dark blue light grew stronger and stronger, as if it had encountered a nemesis of a thousand years and was about to determine a winner.

Guns and swords clashed once again!

"clang!!!"

A deafening roar erupted, and a shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them!

Both of them took several steps back at the same time.

Jiang Xiaochuan, panting, looked at Lu Xueqi opposite him. Her face was a little pale, her forehead was covered in fine sweat, and her hand holding Tianya trembled slightly, but her eyes were still clear and bright as she stared straight at him.

"Warm-up complete."

Jiang Xiaochuan grinned, flicked his wrist, and the God-Slaying Spear was retracted into his body.

He flexed his wrists, looked at Lu Xueqi, and said, "Come on, let me see what you've got."

Lu Xueqi pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

She released the Heavenly Sword, which hovered before her. She formed hand seals, stepped into the Seven Stars formation, and chanted incantations.

In an instant, the world changed color!

The clear sky was swallowed by endless darkness, and an enormous, pitch-black vortex hung upside down in the sky, slowly rotating.

A fierce wind howled, stirring up clouds of dust.

At the center of the vortex, lightning crackled and a thunderous roar seemed to be the wrath of an ancient thunder god, causing the entire Tongtian Peak to tremble slightly!

"Divine Sword Lightning Control Technique!!"