Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

Nothing happened overnight. The next morning, the conference that the three factions had been looking forward to the most was about to begin, and it was divided into three groups.

Each faction sent out ten disciples to form a group with twenty disciples from the other two factions.

The top four are selected through head-to-head matches, and then twelve substitutes are drawn to determine the final ten.

Moreover, since there are only thirty disciples participating in total, there will naturally not be multiple venues for the competition.

Therefore, there was only one venue for the competition, and the order of events was determined by drawing lots by the captains of the three factions.

It can basically guarantee fairness and impartiality, and there are no major problems.

Even so, it was still quite lively, because the main venue here is Hyakkyo-in.

Therefore, before dawn, hundreds of disciples from various sects had already surrounded the entire competition square.

Soon it was time for the first match of the first group, which was Han Li versus a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect.

This disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect is a cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

He looked at Han Li with contempt as soon as he entered the arena, and sneered.

"I heard you're the disciple of that Fellow Daoist Wu from your Luoyun Sect, and he really loves taking on disciples, but his taste is really not very good."

These words were not only an insult to Han Li, but also an insult to Wu Yun, implying that he had poor judgment.

Han Li merely frowned, but his eyes flashed with icy coldness.

Besides the words of this Ancient Sword Sect disciple, the short elder leading the group from the Ancient Sword Sect also said something similar.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, you're not really planning to give up, are you? Are you worried that if your disciple loses, he'll have to avoid our Ancient Sword Sect from now on? Hahaha!"

The Duan-surname cultivator from the Luoyun Sect ignored what the short old man said, instead focusing his gaze on the azure sword in Han Li's hand, and muttered to himself in confusion.

"Why is it only a high-grade magic weapon? Could it be that Junior Nephew Wu didn't give him a top-grade magic weapon?"

Just as the cultivator surnamed Duan was speculating whether Wu Yun had given Han Li a top-tier magic weapon, the referee had already announced the start of the competition.

"The match begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect launched two flying swords from their backs, heading straight for Han Li.

Clearly, they wanted to defeat, or even severely injure, Han Li in one blow.

This news caused everyone in the Luoyun Sect to feel terrified and worried.

But Wu Yun's face lit up with joy, because Han Li had already made his move, and not with the Azure Light Sword that he had given him.

Instead, he raised both hands, and dozens of bright red talismans flew out, transforming into fireballs that shot out.

Even the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of the Ancient Sword Sect were startled by this, and their faces turned pale.

Just as he was about to use his magical artifact to protect himself, the fireballs landed on him.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The explosions, like firecrackers going off in unison, erupted on the arena.

When the dust settled, what appeared on the field was a dark-skinned disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect lying on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the short old man from the Ancient Sword Sect snorted coldly, waved his hand, and ordered his men to take the disciple away.

"Next match: Wu Yun of the Luo Yun Sect versus Yun Luo of the Ancient Sword Sect!"

As soon as this voice appeared, the disciples and elders present became quite expectant.

They were genuinely curious about how many moves Wu Yun would need to defeat this disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"I give up!"

Just as everyone was filled with anticipation, Yun Luo, a disciple from the Ancient Sword Sect, directly chose to concede defeat. The moment that crisp voice rang out, the short, captaining elder of the Ancient Sword Sect's team turned pale.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Jiang, this female disciple of your sect is quite sensible. She actually chose to admit defeat directly, which saves her some face."

The one who burst into laughter was Elder Duan of the Luoyun Sect.

His tone and expression were full of sarcasm.

The short, elderly man from the Ancient Sword Sect could only snort coldly with a dark face, his eyes filled with reproach as he looked at the female disciple Yun Luo who had admitted defeat.

But the other party didn't seem worried at all. Instead, they stared at Wu Yun on the stage with a tender and affectionate gaze.

Seeing that look, Wu Yun suddenly felt a headache coming on.

This female disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect named Yunluo does indeed have some connection with him.

Back then, he killed those late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from the demonic path because of this woman.

This woman caught the eye of a Core Formation stage cultivator from the demonic path because of her beauty and physique.

They then dispatched several late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators to capture the woman.

The woman ran desperately toward the Yunmeng Mountains, where she happened to run into Wu Yun, who was out on a training expedition.

Although there are some grudges between the three factions, the grudges between the Luoyun Sect and the Ancient Sword Sect are particularly deep.

However, when faced with external enemies, they naturally have no choice but to lend a helping hand.

Even though Wu Yun didn't want to meddle, there was nothing he could do.

The only option was to kill all those late-stage Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators.

Women's attraction to strength is almost instinctive.

Therefore, this female disciple named Yunluo developed feelings for Wu Yun.

Although Wu Yun didn't care much, this female disciple's status led her family elders to go to Luoyun Sect to act as matchmakers.

Fortunately, Wu Yun was already considered an important figure in the Luoyun Sect because of Cheng Tiankun, so he politely declined.

After all, he had not yet completed his cultivation, and he did not want to become a Daoist partner with anyone else.

This will only be a hindrance on his life's journey.

Compared to the woman's affectionate and tender gaze, many of the other male disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect looked at her with hostility, as if she were a rival in love.

This woman is a disciple of a Core Formation stage elder from the Ancient Sword Sect, and she also has a family of cultivators behind her.

Among the ancient sword sect, she ranks among the top five. In addition, the women's appearance and talent are all top-notch. Although she is not as good as Song Yu, she is no less than Mu Peiling.

Given that such a woman is already far more beautiful than men in the cultivation world, how could she not make the male disciples' hearts flutter?

Wu Yun naturally became the biggest rival in love for many male disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.

After all, none of the people present were fools, and many of them knew the inside story, so they naturally knew what was going on.

Wu Yun ignored the woman's gaze and expression, and stepped off the stage without paying any attention to her.

He did this at the time simply because of the alliance between the three factions.

Even now, he has absolutely no feelings for this female disciple, Yun Luo.

Yunluo conceded defeat for two reasons: first, because her opponent was Wu Yun, and second, because of her friendship with Wu Yun.

She did not want to fight Wu Yun.

Thus, Wu Yun was unable to make a move due to his romantic entanglements, which disappointed many people and made many others envious of him.

The male disciples of the Hundred Crafts Academy, in particular, were extremely envious.

It's hard not to be attracted to a female disciple as outstanding as Yun Luo.