get money"Hearing that she was supposed to pay from her own pocket, Luo Meiyun's head immediately shook like a rattle. "Although your father gave me some money, it was all earned through my labor and..."Such strong sword intent!"

Everyone around widened their eyes in astonishment. Though they could see that Leng Qingqiu was hiding her strength, she definitely hadn't reached the level of an Immortal Monarch. At most, she was at the peak of an Immortal King.

Such cultivation, to instantly shred the Immortal Monarch's pressure, shows just how strong this swordsmanship mastery is.

The most shocked was Qi-Biliang himself. He had just released his pressure without reservation.

Generally, the aura of a strong person is also part of their strength. A powerful presence can enhance one's combat power while suppressing the opponent.

But the formidable might of this celestial being was completely nullified by the opponent's casual sword strike.

Now he was even more nervous, and reached out to draw his celestial sword.

Just as he had his sword in hand, Leng Qingqiu's second sword strike came slashing over.

This sword strike was also simple and straightforward, with no embellishment. It directly slashed out a ten-zhang long sword glow in mid-air.

"Such refined sword intent!"

On the viewing platform, Fairy Chixia couldn't help but let out a gasp, her eyes full of admiration.

As the saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway. The old monster at the level of a celestial venerate could see the remarkable aspect of this sword at a glance.

A normal Immortal King at the peak of their power would unleash sword beams that reached a hundred meters in length. However, Cold Qingqiu's sword strike was clearly a simplification of complexity, highly condensed.

Although it looked ten times shorter, its might had increased more than tenfold, carrying an invincible aura.

Qibiao let out a loud roar, his celestial sword meeting each attack with lightning speed, drawing streak after streak of brilliant sword light.

His sword beam, each one extending forty or fifty feet long, looked imposing and powerful. However, upon encountering Leng Qingqiu's sword, it instantly crumbled like earthen walls collapsing.

When the two parted ways once more, Qi Bailiang's face was filled with horror. In his hand, he held only a sword hilt; the three-zhang long celestial sword had been shattered into countless pieces of debris by the strike.

"Such powerful sword intent, such a formidable immortal sword!"

The audience below erupted in cheers.

Chi-P'ing was now as white as a sheet. The moment they clashed, his sword had been broken and he was completely overwhelmed.

Although he was a powerful Xianjun-level expert, his cultivation level was higher than the opponent's by one major level, he couldn't gain any advantage.

Before he could even draw his second sword, the Lu Xian Sword struck out for the third time.

This sword is even more powerful than the previous two, with an overwhelming sword intent that locks him down completely. No matter where he hides, he cannot avoid this attack.

"This..."

Faced with this sword, the helpless Qi Boliang could only gamble on his fate and transfer his Immortal Yuan, unleashing a punch.

According to his thoughts, he wanted to leverage the advantages of his cultivation base and use his powerful immortal energy to block this sword.

Idealism is great, but reality is harsh.

Just now his fairy sword was shattered, how could he possibly withstand it with just his fists

The Lu Xian Sword, imbued with unstoppable force, shattered his fist wind and crushed his protective immortal energy. A blood groove, a foot long, gushed with blood from his chest.

At the same time, the furious sword intent directly sent him flying out. The entire person landed outside a hundred feet, crashing heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the entire schoolyard is eerily silent.

Three swords, and just three swords, completely crushed a celestial monarch by a powerhouse at the Xianwang level.

A gasp of awe rippled through the audience, for this woman's swordsmanship was truly formidable.

"Excellent! Excellent! As expected of someone I, Chixia, have taken notice of. You are sure to become a generation of sword immortals in the future!"

A wondrous light flickered in Chixia Fairy's eyes, clearly she was extremely pleased with Leng Qingqiu's performance.

"What are you talking about Who is the person you have your eye on This old man has his eyes on them too!"

Beside him, Ouyang Pingjiang was equally undeterred. To possess such profound swordsmanship at an age below a thousand years old... what a monstrously gifted genius!

As the Grand Elder of the Guiyuan Sect, he also didn't want to let it go.

Wuhua Daojun smiled faintly: "You two, just stop arguing. Wait until after the competition and see how the young lady chooses."

Amidst the hushed conversations of the three, Leng Qingqiu's match had concluded. The other stages also wrapped up one by one, and Wuhua Daojun announced the final results.

Up to this point, all five rounds of the competition have concluded, with fifty out of one hundred participating disciples eliminated.

When the final list was read aloud, there was an uproar among the assembled crowd.

The rest went as expected, including the three genius disciples of the three major sects all advancing smoothly. There were no surprises there at all.

The key is the sudden emergence of a dark horse, the Lingyun Sword Sect.

The first round of the Top 100 competition eliminated fifty people, and surprisingly, none of them were from the Lingyun Sword Sect. All five participants from the sect advanced to the next round.

All members advance to the next round. Such an impressive record can only be achieved by a few powerful sects, and even then, luck is required.

"My God, where on earth did this little sect come from How could they possibly have such insane luck..."

"Yeah, they're so lucky, especially that kid named Ye. He got a direct bye..."

"Oh heavens and earth, why don't we have such good luck..."

Those around were abuzz with discussion, and to this day, the vast majority still believed that the emergence of Lingyun Jianzong was due to pure luck.

In their eyes, the only one in the sect who was truly capable was Leng Qingqiu. The rest were just lucky to have made it through.

Listening to the surrounding chatter, Ye Bufan revealed a faint smile. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

The more the other party underestimates you, the more opportunities there are for you to make further progress.

“Quiet, now for the next round of draws. The competition will take place tomorrow.”

With a light shout from Wuhuo Daojun, the room fell silent. Then, the next round of drawing lots began.

The pattern is the same as before. The only difference this time is that there are only fifty glowing orbs flying up, each marked with a number.

The rules are also one-on-one elimination rounds. Number one battles number fifty, number two battles number forty-nine, and so on, until finally, twenty-five people are eliminated.

At the sound of the command, everyone rushed forward to draw their own numbers.

On the Qin family's side, Qin Muyue was too seriously injured and had been sent back to the station for treatment. The Qin family sent other people to draw lots in her place.

Ye Bufan casually grabbed a glowing orb, opened it to reveal number five, and when he saw the name "46", he burst into laughter.

To speak of it is laughable, catching the 46th sign turned out to be Xu Shengye from the Five Overlord Gate, the very one who sold me a spot for 30 million before.

Although he is undoubtedly powerful now, encountering such an opponent is still a happy thing, at least it allows him to continue conserving his strength.

The lottery results for the other individuals, Xuanyuan Linglong is matched against Yan Yunyi of the Yan family. Their cultivation levels are both at the initial stage of Immortal Monarch.

Leng Qingqiu fights against Li Qianying, a swordsman from the Shadow Sword Sect, at the Immortal King mid-stage.

Jin Meier against Xu Zhan of the Ba Dao Pai, a celestial being at the early stage.

Sima Dianmo fought against Han Jiuncai, a junior immortal.

After the draw, there was a buzz in the air. Some were ecstatic, while others were utterly dejected.

The Qin family, on the other hand, was dejected. Instead of Qin Muyue, it was Jian Juebi from the Four Directions Sword Sect who drew the sword.

Though this person is also a mid-stage Immortal Monarch, their strength previously was slightly weaker than the little witch's.

If Qin Muyue fought normally, she would have a very high chance of winning, but now that she is severely injured, it is highly likely that she will be unable to compete.ny waves."That's how it is."Feng Manlou nodded. "However, we still need to hide our identities. If others knew that we four old fellows were teaming up against a junior, they would laugh us out of the...