Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

"Senior Brother Ye, your cultivation at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment is one of the best among the true disciples. You are sure to win this battle."

"Yes, not to mention I also heard that the sword technique practiced by Senior Brother Ye has sharp attacks and ranked eighteenth on the last Heavenly Ranking. His strength should not be underestimated!"

"Why doesn't that guy play?"

"You won't collapse without a fight, right?"

"..."

While everyone was discussing, Zhuge Qingchen's figure fell onto the No. [-] arena.

Everyone was shocked.

“Senior Brother Ye’s opponent is actually Senior Brother Zhuge?”

"Senior Brother Ye, I'm afraid this situation will be in doubt."

"This is too unlucky. Originally, with Senior Brother Ye's cultivation, there was no problem in entering the top twenty on the Heavenly Ranking, but now I meet Senior Brother Zhuge. This... Well, Senior Brother Ye is really unlucky."

"Not only strength, luck is also important!"

Ye Haoyang frowned and stared at Zhuge Qingchen: "Brother Zhuge, please enlighten me."

Zhuge Qingchen glanced at him lightly and said calmly: "Junior Brother Ye, take action."

Ye Haoyang took a deep breath, spiritual power surged in his body, and a cold glow appeared as the long sword flew.

His figure flew out like an arrow and struck directly at Zhuge Qingchen.

"call out--"

The long sword tore through the air, making a sharp and piercing sound that made people's hair stand on end.

Zhuge Qingchen sidestepped and quickly closed the distance. He tapped his toes on the ground and used the force to jump into the air.

When he landed, he waved his sleeves with his backhand, and the sharp palm wind swept around.

Ye Haoyang couldn't avoid it, and was hit on the shoulder by the wind of the palm. He staggered back a few steps before he regained his balance.

But Zhuge Qingchen stood on the same spot, his clothes fluttering, and his breath did not change at all.

Which one is higher and which one is lower is self-evident.

"What a quick response."

"If Senior Brother Ye had been slower just now, he would have been seriously injured."

"Senior Brother Ye will definitely lose this game!"

"Hey, it's such a pity that Senior Brother Ye met Senior Brother Zhuge in the first game. This time, he has no chance of joining the Heavenly Ranking."

In the stands, the onlookers started talking again.

Tang Shi sat in the stands, holding his chin up and watching.

The first person under the elders, he deserves his reputation.

……

On the ring, Ye Haoyang covered his shoulders, stared at Zhuge Qingchen with burning eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Come again!"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward and raised his sword to strike horizontally.

"Zheng!"

The sword clanged suddenly.

Zhuge Qingchen flipped his wrist and easily deflected the long sword. At the same time, as his footsteps moved, he turned into an afterimage and approached Ye Haoyang in an instant.

Ye Haoyang's alarm bell rang loudly in his heart and he quickly stepped back.

But his speed was still no match for Zhuge Qingchen, and in just a few breaths, he had already been punched twice in the chest.

"Oh!"

Zhuge Qingchen punched out with his last punch, knocking Ye Haoyang out and causing him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Pfft-"

Ye Haoyang spit out a mouthful of blood, got up with difficulty, and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth.

Zhuge Qingchen took back his sword with a slight smile, bowed his hand, and said, "I accept."

Ye Haoyang pursed his thin lips tightly, stared at Zhuge Qingchen stubbornly, and suddenly said: "I haven't left the ring yet, come again!"

After saying that, he took out the sword in his hand.

In an instant, the long sword flew high into the sky, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the sky.

"Om~~"

The long sword trembled and emitted a dazzling white light.

Immediately afterwards, the white light gradually gathered, and gradually condensed into a snow-white sword with its sharp edge exposed.

Ye Haoyang formed a seal with his hands, chanted a spell, and finally shouted: "The Blade of Heavenly Sin!"

In an instant, the snow-white giant sword pierced through the air, filling the air with smoke and splashing gravel.

A strong coercion swept across the entire venue.

"hiss--"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped, "Is this the legendary 'Heavenly Sin' that Senior Brother Ye has practiced for many years?"

Zhuge Qingchen flipped his wrist very quickly, and the tip of his sword set off a gust of wind.

The wind became stronger, ruffling the black hair on his forehead.

He slowly raised his eyes, a look of disdain in his dark eyes.

"Yueying, kill!"

With one word spoken, the long sword struck the white giant sword with thunderous force.

"Boom—"

The sword qi collided, and the shock wave produced made the person unsteady and almost fell off the stand as he swayed.

After a while, the smoke dissipated, leaving only a scene of devastation, as if it had been ravaged by a storm.

"boom!"

A black shadow hit the ground, making a dull sound.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw Ye Haoyang covered in blood, lying on the ring dying, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

On the other hand, Zhuge Qingchen stood with a sword in hand, his handsome face showed no joy or sadness, like a banished immortal who was not stained by the fine dust.

"Zhuge Qingchen wins!" the elder announced.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then burst into enthusiastic shouts.

"Crush it, just crush it!"

"Senior Brother Ye, with six levels of foundation building cultivation, he has already used his ultimate killer move. Senior Brother Zhuge can still crush him. He is simply ridiculously strong."

"Senior Brother Zhuge is worthy of being number one on the Heavenly Ranking, his strength is indeed terrifying!"

"Jie Jie Jie... It seems that the number one spot on the Heavenly Ranking this time belongs to none other than Senior Brother Zhuge."

……

Song Ci secretly tugged at the corner of Tang Shi's clothes and whispered: "Senior sister, do you think I have a chance to win when I meet senior brother Zhuge?"

Tang Shi glanced at him and said, "You two, let's start with one nine."

Song Ci's face lit up and he said excitedly: "Do I have a [-]% chance of defeating Senior Brother Zhuge?"

"Tsk..." Tang Shi tsked lightly, shook his head and sighed, "No, I mean, with one strike of his sword, you will be cut into nine pieces, one here and one there."

Song Ci said bitterly: "..."

Among the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking, who is not a ruthless person? According to what the senior sister said, with his current second-level Qi refining cultivation level, isn't he just trying to make trouble? He's dead!

"But you can pray more and don't meet someone in the top ten on the heavenly list too early." Tang Shi comforted.

Hearing this, Song Ci's eyes lit up.

Senior sister said you can pray more?

pray!

With a 'pop' sound, Song Ci immediately knelt down on his knees and clasped his hands together.

"My dear gods and Buddhas, please give me Song Ci a face. Before you are shortlisted for the top [-] list, don't meet the top ten brothers and sisters."

"..." Tang Shi was silent, "6."

Not long after, I heard the elder announce: "No. [-], Arena No. [-]!"

As the elder's voice fell, a figure jumped onto the ring.

Anyone who looks familiar will immediately recognize that the person on stage is the person who just taught the outer disciples.

Tang Shi pushed and still closed his eyes and prayed, and kept muttering "Give me Song Ci some face" in his mouth.

"It's your turn to perform."

After Song Ci responded, he hurriedly stood up and headed to the ring.

……

Yang Jiao was now standing on stage one, waiting for his opponent to come on stage.

Suddenly, a short figure jumped out like a mouse.

He looked at the child in front of him who was no taller than his waist and was stunned.

The little guy is about five years old. He is wearing a green shirt and a high ponytail. His pink and jade-like appearance is really cute.

Yang Jiao suddenly became happy, and the look on his face became even more proud.

Unexpectedly, this time the opponent turned out to be a disciple of Luo Liufeng, so promotion in this competition was guaranteed.

"Where did you come from, you little brat. Hurry up and admit defeat, so that you won't suffer a lot of physical pain." He said mockingly.