After rebirth, she discovered the space golden finger

Not long after Pei Yun and his companions arrived, all the tables on the nine-story pavilion of Yangming Building were occupied. The lighting beads hanging above the center suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire restaurant as brightly as day...

The owner of the restaurant was a middle-aged man with a amiable face. Even Luo Rufeng, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, could not see through his cultivation. He walked up to the stage with a smile, bowed to the guests around him, and said:

"Welcome everyone to Yangminglou. The purpose of Yangminglou is to make guests eat happily and have fun. If there are Taoist friends who are willing to show their talents, they can come to this arena..."

The restaurant owner said something and then walked down the stage. After a moment, a young man with a high ponytail and dressed in black flew down from the fourth floor and stood in the center of the stage. He clasped his fists, looked around, and laughed loudly:

"Longchang City Ji Fan is honored to be here and ask for advice from fellow Taoists..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat walked from the first floor to the ring, bowed and said, "San Xiu Wu Hua, please give me some advice."

The two men bowed to each other and began to spar. At the same time, a transparent protective barrier was activated around the arena...

Pei Yun and his group put down their chopsticks and began to watch with interest.

The two people competing, one with a knife and the other with a sword, both of them were in the early stage of the Golden Core, and their strengths were also equal. They fought back and forth, and some people around even started cheering, and the audience's emotions were aroused and excited...

"...The strength seems to be about the same! Who do you think will win?" Luo Qi touched his chin and said.

Pei Yun carefully observed the fight between the two. The swordsman's swordsmanship was domineering and he was almost always in an attacking state. In contrast, the swordsman was in a defensive position most of the time, but he defended very well and seemed to be looking for the opponent's flaws. He also used his spiritual power very accurately and did not waste a single spiritual power...

"...The swordsman should win." Pei Yun replied.

"I also think the swordsman can win..." Zhenhua agreed with Pei Yun's opinion, and the others nodded.

The sword spirit said with a blank expression as usual: "This sword cultivator's swordsmanship is too crude..."

Sure enough, after a while, the swordsman found a flaw in the opponent, and instantly turned from defense to offense, slashing at the sword cultivator not far away...

The sword cultivator was unable to dodge and crashed into the barrier, and the outcome of the first fight was decided.

With such a good start, other guests in the restaurant couldn't sit still and began to get eager to try.

After watching several games, Pei Yun enjoyed it very much. He gained a lot of knowledge and also learned about some sects and families that he had never heard of before.

However, almost all of those competing were cultivators from Dongcang Continent, with only two cultivators from other continents. After these two people mentioned their names, she could feel a subtle sense of superiority from the cultivators present when facing them.

Perhaps this was the pride of the people of Dongcangzhou, but she was not used to this condescending attitude...

After a few rounds, the arena was empty again. People were drinking and eating. The whole restaurant was discussing the exciting fight just now...

After resting for a while, a young, round-faced man walked out from the first floor. The clothes he wore had the mark of the Jijian Sect, and it was obvious that he was a disciple of the Jijian Sect.

"Junior brother, you will definitely win!" Around ten people, both men and women, were sitting around a conspicuous round table on the first floor, all wearing Jijian Sect's disciple uniforms.

"Junior brother, you must fight for our Jijian Sect..."

The round-faced man waved at them, walked confidently toward the ring with his hands behind his back, and said with the arrogance of a young man: "Who dares to fight me?"

As soon as these words came out, the noise in the restaurant quieted down a bit. Everyone naturally saw the identity of this person. The Extreme Sword Sect was the number one sect in the world, and some were wary of the forces behind it. They were afraid that if something unexpected happened, it would offend the Extreme Sword Sect. So even the cultivators who wanted to go to the ring couldn't help but hesitate...

However, if I can defeat the disciples of Jijian Sect, I can really become famous!

However, there is an unspoken rule in this kind of arena competition. Generally, people with equal cultivation compete with each other. If you rely on your cultivation to crush the opponent, it will be suspected of "bullying the weak with the strong", and it will not be glorious to win...

But if their cultivation levels are equal, no one would be very sure of defeating the disciples of Jijian Sect.

Seeing that no one responded to the challenge, Luo Qi stood up and said with a smile: "...Disciple of the Extreme Sword Sect, I also want to see it!"

"...Go ahead." Luo Rufeng said, and then added, "Don't embarrass me."

"Don't worry, Master. I will never embarrass you..." As he said this, he flew down and landed in the center of the arena.

"Your Excellency, do you think Senior Brother Luo will win?" Pei Yun asked anxiously. Luo Rufeng knew Luo Qi's strength best.

"I don't know." Luo Rufeng knew Luo Qi's strength, but he didn't know the other party's strength.

"A good teacher produces good students." Liang Feng on the side joked with a smile.

At this moment, all five of them focused their attention on the ring. It should be said that everyone present focused their attention on the ring. They were very curious about the identity of this young man and why he dared to accept the challenge.

"I am Luo Qi from the Yunshan Sect of Beiqizhou. Please give me your guidance." Luo Qi bowed and gave his name.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. The person in front of them was actually a cultivator from another continent. However, after being stunned, many people showed contempt and disdain, and some gossip spread out -

"So you're from Beiqizhou, this ignorant kid..."

"After all, he is from a 'small place'. He may not know that his opponent is a disciple of Jijian Sect. This is what happens when one is unsophisticated..."

"In recent years, more and more cultivators have come to our Dongcangzhou from other places. There are always some self-righteous young people who think they are geniuses. Only after they fall do they realize that there are always people who are better than you and there are always better things beyond you..."

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The Jijian Sect disciple looked at Luo Qi opposite him, and the arrogance on his face was obvious at a glance.

"Wei Zhe from the Extreme Sword Sect, please give me some advice."

As he spoke, a silver sword appeared in his hand. Luo Qi also took out his own sword, and the battle was about to begin...

The opponent's sword moves were light and heavy, and every swing of the sword was like a mountain pressing down, clearly containing the artistic conception of earth.

Luo Qi's swordsmanship was as ethereal and elegant as clouds and mist. His body movements combined with his swordsmanship made it difficult for the opponent to attack him. Wei Zhe's body was soon surrounded by clouds and mist, and sword beams attacked him unexpectedly from all directions...

No one present might have expected that the cultivator from Beiqizhou would actually suppress the Jijian Sect disciples from the very beginning. Their originally disdainful looks turned serious.

"Senior Brother Gu, Junior Brother Wei..."

The disciples of Jijian Sect were no longer as relaxed as before. They stared at the movements on the stage with frowns. Some even looked at the leader Gu Lijie with concern.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Wei hasn't made a move yet!" Gu Lijie remained calm and at ease, looking at Luo Qi with a slightly interested look, "But this guy from Beiqizhou is quite a talent..."

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, a sword appeared in Wei Zhe's other hand. One sword was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and the other sword was like a raging wave. The power of the two swords combined was even greater, and the suffocating heaviness rushed towards Luo Qi...

"It is the artistic conception of the fusion of water and soil..."

"This guy actually knows how to use two swords!"

Everyone was marveling at Wei Zhe's strength when Luo Qi also made his move. He raised his sword with one hand, and the sword shone with dazzling light. At the same time, dark clouds gathered above, and it began to drizzle. In a few breaths, the drizzle slowly turned into a downpour...

“It’s actually a fusion of artistic conception!”

"It seems that this young man is confident enough to fight against the disciples of Jijian Sect. He must have some strength..."

"This disciple of Yunshan Sect is quite interesting!"

The people in the restaurant watched the situation change, and the contempt for Luo Qi on their faces had long disappeared.

"How could this be?"

"Junior Brother Wei is considered to be above average among the disciples of the same generation in the sect, but..."

The faces of the group of Jijian Sect disciples on the first floor turned ugly. Gu Lijie, the leader among them, no longer had a smile on his face. He looked at Luo Qi on the stage with half-closed eyes.

Pei Yun had witnessed this scene before. During the foundation-building competition, Luo Qi had already comprehended the sword technique that integrated the artistic conception. Now this scene was several times more powerful than it was back then.

Moreover, she could also feel that Luo Qi at this moment had integrated the artistic conception of cloud and the artistic conception of water even better, which was not inferior to her artistic conception of water and fire...

I thought that the dual sword style and the fusion of artistic conception could suppress the opponent, but I never expected that the opponent could also use the sword technique of fusion of artistic conception. Moreover, it was obvious that the opponent was better in the comprehension of artistic conception and sword intention, and suppressed me again...

Wei Zhe's original landscape sword power was suddenly weakened by the sword light that turned into raindrops. Even because they were using the water artistic conception together, his own water artistic conception was borrowed by the opponent.

He suddenly became impatient, and this time his flaws were exposed even more. Luo Qi took advantage of his unpreparedness and gathered sword beams like raindrops to attack the flaws. After a moment, the opponent was forced back and hit the barrier...

"Thank you." The winner had already been decided, Luo Qi didn't say much, just cupped his hands, and ignored the pale face of the person in front of him, and flew directly back to the seventh floor...

The entire restaurant fell silent. Except for Pei Yun and his companions, no one in the room had expected that a disciple of Jijian Sect would be defeated by an unknown cultivator from Beiqizhou. Without a doubt, this was a slap in the face to the locals who were proud of Dongcangzhou...