Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

The faces of the Qingyun Sword Sect members turned ashen.

To send only two people to a five-person competition is incredibly arrogant.

Again, what an insult.

The entire room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in uproar again.

No one could have imagined that the Feng Hua Sect, which had been in seclusion for nearly a century, would dare to challenge the Qing Yun Sword Sect with such arrogance, sending only two people to fight.

Lin Qiaoyu leaned closer to Huo Jiangmei: "Senior sister, this is too pretentious. Can we do this too? It's so cool."

Huo Jiangmei glanced at her: "If you really want to do it, go ask your senior brother."

Lin Qiaoyu immediately became obedient.

"You don't have to go all out, but everyone must go on stage," Jiang Yinhuan said calmly. "It's basic respect. For Fenghua Sect to do this is not only a sign of not being afraid of breaking ties with Qingyun Sword Sect, but also a declaration of war against all sects. They'll suffer the consequences later."

"Oh." Lin Qiaoyu went back, made a face at Yan Wuyou, and whispered, "What a pity."

Yan Wuyou smiled and turned to look at the stage, her silver-white hair like silk: "I'm getting more and more excited to face off against the Feng Hua Sect. How interesting."

The five disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect felt utterly humiliated, their faces burning with shame. Humiliation and anger surged within them, and a fierce glint appeared in their eyes.

"This is outrageous!"

The leading Qingyun chief disciple roared angrily, unable to suppress his rage any longer.

Before he could even introduce himself, he suddenly flicked his wrist, and the long sword at his waist was drawn with a clang. The clear sword light pierced the air, and the sword energy swept across the entire area.

An elder from the Qingyun Sword Sect sat below the stage and sneered, "This year, our Qingyun Sword Sect has cultivated two Nascent Soul Realm disciples. The chief disciple is even at the mid-Nascent Soul Realm. These two young and arrogant disciples from the Fenghua Sect are so ignorant and arrogant. They are simply asking for trouble."

Fu Yao glanced at her, then turned and laughed, her eyes filled with helplessness at the fool.

Nie Zhao glanced sideways and slowly said, "When did the Qingyun Sword Sect become such trash?"

"At your age, you're only at the Nascent Soul stage," Yu Xintang leaned against Tan Suiting, "you should go find a pigsty at the foot of Fenghua Sect Mountain and stay there."

"You!" The elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect glared angrily.

Tan Suiting ignored the barking dogs and looked up at the arena.

The Qingyun Sword Technique is known for its fierce and domineering nature. Now, fueled by rage, its attacks are utterly unrestrained, the sword's edge carrying a whistling wind as it hurtles straight for Xie Weixing's heart: "Your two mere disciples dare to underestimate my Qingyun Sword Sect!"

Xie Weixing's eyes still held a faint smile, his gaze calm and undisturbed. He casually rested one hand on the hilt of his sword, and waved his other finger casually: "Bodhi Ice Sprout".

The moment the spiritual energy surged, a thin layer of frost-white crystals, as thin as a cicada's wing, suddenly formed on the surface of the arena, and the cold air spread outwards from the ground in an instant!

Countless translucent ice spikes burst forth from the cracks in the arena's bricks, their tips sharp as blades. They grew wildly in clusters, rising and falling in varying heights. Some blocked the opponent's path horizontally, while others rose diagonally upwards from their feet, severely restricting their movements.

Upon seeing this, the other four Qingyun disciples exchanged glances, and four sword lights crisscrossed, instantly forming a sword formation.

"How dare they look down on our Qingyun Sword Sect like this! Utterly arrogant!"

"Today you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

The fierce sword energy sealed off the entire arena, and layers upon layers of sharpness pressed down on the two, as if they wanted to tear the arrogant Feng Hua Sect members to pieces on the stage.

"There are at most two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators," Xie Weixing said calmly. "Little snake, don't hold back."

This is the first match for the Feng Hua Sect, and they must exert their dominance.

"I know!" Shen Chunri gently curved her lips and slowly uttered two words, "Cangbi!"

"boom--"

A huge, emerald-green snake appeared beside her in an instant. Its entire body was covered with translucent emerald-green scales, which swirled with varying shades of emerald green light and reflected a chilling, menacing gleam.

Xie Weixing was prepared and turned his head away, intentionally avoiding eye contact.

A strong aroma of herbs and plants mingled with a cool and refreshing medicinal fragrance that filled the entire venue.

The members of the Qingyun Sword Sect exchanged glances.

Is he a medicine cultivator?

Let's deal with her first.

Shen Chunri stood atop the giant snake's head, her emerald dress billowing in the strong wind. Her bright and flamboyant eyes sparkled, and her clear voice carried through the wind as she lightly curled her fingers: "You've already given me face by sending two people over. You want a group fight? This grandma will grant your wish!"

One person struck first, his sword flashing fiercely and carrying with it a fiery intent.

Xie Weixing casually raised his eyes.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the black and red whip at his waist shot out instantly.

A brilliant black and red light shone forth, and the long whip moved like a living dragon, instantly wrapping around the opponent's sword blade, its scales snapping and trembling.

"Stop." Xie Weixing uttered a single word lazily.

The dragon scales tightened instantly!

"Zheng—"

The sword of that Qingyun Sword Sect disciple broke instantly, and he felt most of his spiritual energy being drained away in an instant. His protective aura shattered, and his whole body became stiff and numb.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

He was at the late stage of the Golden Core Realm, while the boy in front of him was only in his early twenties. He couldn't possibly be at the Nascent Soul Realm. How could he suppress him to this level in one move?

At that moment, a figure in emerald green suddenly darted out.

All traces of playfulness vanished from her eyes, revealing a bright, cold light in her emerald green vertical pupils, and the pale blue snake scale patterns behind her ears instantly glowed with a ghostly green light.

"I'm here to teach you a lesson!"

Shen Chunri moved with the agility of a snake, raising his hand to precisely grab a person's shoulder bone. His fingertips exerted a fierce force, and poisonous vines instantly appeared, locking the spiritual energy meridians in the opponent's shoulder. With a twist of his hand, the person's entire arm was crippled.

Another man tried to kick her, but before he could even lift his foot half an inch, Shen Chunri bent her knee and rammed it into his kneecap, shattering it with precision. At the same time, she grabbed the back of his neck and pressed him down hard!

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Thank you everyone for the gifts and for updating so quickly! Thank you all for your support; I'm really high on the gift ranking this month. I'm so grateful to everyone (I don't thank those who criticize me, lol). I'm especially grateful to my wives and babies on the gift ranking this month; I love you all forever! ovo~!