The First Venerable of All Paths

"Is there anyone who can step forward and fight me?"

As Zhao Qingcang's voice echoed around, no one responded.

Even Tuoba Xiaozhang, the Holy Son of Beast Taming Mountain, was defeated by Zhao Qingcang. No matter how strong these people are, how can they be stronger than Tuoba Xiaozhang?

Seeing that no one answered, Zhao Qingcang turned his gaze toward the Qingyun Sect.

Yan Daoming's eyes flickered, showing some eagerness to try.

"If you want to try, then go for it."

Although Qi Xuanlin did not turn around, he seemed to sense what Yan Daoming was thinking and slowly spoke.

"Yes, Uncle-Master!"

Yan Daoming took a deep breath, his figure swayed, and he leaped up from the high platform, landing lightly in front of Zhao Qingcang like a falling leaf.

"Brother Zhao, how about we have a friendly spar?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingcang gestured and said, "Welcome."

"good!"

Yan Daoming said, "I will only use one sword strike. If Brother Zhao can withstand it, then I will admit defeat."

Upon hearing this, countless people immediately showed anticipation.

Although the Beast Taming Mountain, the Dao Seeking Sect, and the Azure Cloud Sect are all top sects in Qingzhou, they have taken different paths.

Beast Taming Mountain is known for its mastery of beast taming, emphasizing the cooperation between martial artists and demonic beasts.

For example, Tuoba Xiaozhang, although he seemed to lose to Zhao Qingcang by three moves, did not use his full strength.

If he were to team up with his contracted divine beast, the Mountain Elephant, Zhao Qingcang would be no match for him.

Of course, Zhao Qingcang also held back just now, and only fought Tuoba Xiaozhang with his physical body.

The Daoist sect teaches a wide variety of subjects, emphasizing diversity and diversity.

As for Qingyun Sect...

Because it possesses a complete swordsmanship lineage, it is also known as the number one swordsmanship sect in Qingzhou.

They are extremely selective in recruiting disciples, focusing primarily on sword cultivators. As a result, they have the fewest disciples among the three major sects.

Furthermore, the difficulty for sword cultivators in cultivating their own natal flying sword has led to a polarization in the strength of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

The strong are naturally very strong, and the weak are indeed very weak.

After all, a sword cultivator's entire strength lies in his natal flying sword.

For those present, witnessing a swordsman draw his sword was an incredibly fortunate event.

Everyone watched the two facing off in the arena with great anticipation.

"This feeling is truly captivating!"

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Yan Daoming felt incredibly proud.

He enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, being the center of everyone's attention, which made him feel lighter all over.

As an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Yan Daoming's talent was actually quite high.

However, compared to the two inside the gate, he seemed somewhat overshadowed.

Therefore, Yan Daoming prepared to take this opportunity to show himself.

"Junior sister, I will tell everyone that I am worthy of you!"

His gaze shifted from the masked woman to Zhao Qingcang, and suddenly became sharp.

"Brother Zhao, please accept my sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Daoming slapped the long sword on his back.

"Sing!"

With a clang of a sword, the longsword on Yan Daoming's back was drawn from its sheath and shot straight into the sky.

The longsword swayed, then transformed into a gigantic longsword, releasing a chilling and sharp sword aura.

"Azure Cloud Slash!"

Yan Daoming let out a low shout, and the giant sword, carrying a sharp aura, slashed fiercely towards Zhao Qingcang.

It moved so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air.

"What terrifying sword energy! This strike might be enough to kill even a Divine Intent Realm expert!"

"I wonder if Zhao Shengzi is capable of accepting this!"

"Yan Daoming's sword strike was not weak, but it would still be difficult for him to defeat Zhao Shengzi."

The surrounding noise kept reaching Yan Daoming's ears, making his expression slightly unpleasant.

He had actually used 80% of his strength in this sword strike.

Even if he couldn't beat Zhao Qingcang, he was confident that he could at least draw with him.

In this way, his junior sister would at least get to look at him a little more.

But when he saw Zhao Qingcang's calm and indifferent expression, Yan Daoming's heart sank, and he immediately poured all the spiritual power in his body into this sword.

A single, all-out sword strike is enough to kill any martial artist below the second level of the Divine Intent Realm!

"Brother Yan's sword strike was indeed brilliant, but it's not enough to defeat me."

Zhao Qingcang chuckled, then quickly extended his arm, his five fingers pointing and grabbing.

"Snapped!"

The sword energy scattered instantly, and the giant sword also disappeared.

However, Zhao Qingcang now held a long sword.

"How is that possible?!"

Upon seeing this, Yan Daoming's eyes widened in disbelief.

He never expected that Zhao Qingcang would catch his full-force sword strike so easily.

This was something Yan Daoming found hard to accept.

The gasps of surprise that rang out around him made Yan Daoming's face turn ashen, and his whole body tremble.

"Brother Yan, you flatter me."

Zhao Qingcang smiled calmly and tossed the longsword to Yan Daoming.

His nonchalant demeanor drew cheers from the crowd.

"The Holy Son is mighty!"

"The Holy Son is invincible!"

All the disciples of the Dao Seeking Sect were excited and cheered with joy.

First defeating Tuoba Xiaozhang, the Holy Son of Yushou Mountain, and then winning against Yan Daoming, the sword cultivator of Qingyun Sect, is enough to demonstrate Zhao Qingcang's formidable strength.

Even the elders and peak masters of the Dao Seeking Sect wore expressions of joy.

Although it was just a normal exchange of skills, it ended there.

However, Zhao Qingcang's ability to defeat two people in a row greatly enhanced the reputation of the Dao Asking Sect, making the elders proud as well.

"Brother Zhao's cultivation is exceptionally strong; I, Yan, am completely outmatched."

Yan Daoming forcibly suppressed his resentment and, feigning nonchalance, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Zhao Qingcang.

"Brother Yan, you flatter me."

Zhao Qingcang laughed heartily, "If Brother Yan had used his natal flying sword just now, even if I wanted to win, I'm afraid I would have had to use my full strength."

Zhao Qingcang's words made Yan Daoming's expression much better.

Yan Daoming returned to the high platform and said dejectedly, "Uncle-Master, I lost."

"I saw it."

Qi Xuanlin paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

"If you're not as skilled as others, go back and practice more."

These blunt words made Yan Daoming feel even more distressed.

But he also knew.

My uncle has always been like this; he never beats around the bush and is never good at comforting people.

He looked hopefully at the masked woman, but she didn't even glance at him, only staring at Zhao Qingcang.

Her phoenix eyes flickered, as if she had discovered something strange.

"Would you like to give it a try?"

Qi Xuanlin looked at the masked woman, slightly surprised.

The veiled woman shook her head, her voice as clear as a spring falling onto a jade plate, melodious and pleasant to the ear.

"There's no need."

His words were simple, yet they carried a powerful confidence that came from within.

Qi Xuanlin nodded as well.

It's really unnecessary.

Among the younger generation in Qingzhou, there is no one worth this girl's attention.

"Hehe, it seems your sect has indeed produced a remarkable prodigy."

Gu Ya stroked his beard and laughed, saying, "Given time, even we old folks will be left far behind."

"Not at all, Fellow Daoist Gu is too kind."

Zhao Kou waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Cang'er is still young and needs further training."

His words seemed polite, but the smile on his face was impossible to hide.

He looked at Zhao Qingcang in the center of the square, becoming increasingly satisfied.

"Very well, since no one is willing to challenge, then I hereby declare that this time..."

Before Zhao Kou could finish speaking, a resounding voice, like a thunderclap, exploded in the sky above the Asking Square.

"Fang Xuan of the Fang family has come to keep the appointment!"