: "Alice, they are questioning your identity. Show them."There was a clatter of keys on the other end of the line, followed by Alice's voice: "This is simple, I just posted a statement on the World Me...Originally, Si Tu Dian Mo's strength had reached the late stage of Immortal Monarch, enough to crush Han Jun Ci who was in the early stage of Immortal Monarch.

However, before going on stage, Ye Bufan had instructed that Jin Meier and Xuanyuan Linglong's performances were already too outstanding, and they must be more low-key. They couldn't expose all their cards to others.

So from the beginning, she deliberately suppressed her cultivation, only engaging with the strength of a nascent Immortal King.

The two fought fiercely, neither willing to yield. After a full hour of intense combat, one finally gained the upper hand with a single skillful move, forcing their opponent off the stage.

After her victory, the crowd below buzzed with conversation, whispering and discussing excitedly.

"My God, the people from Lingyun Sword Sect actually won again…"

“Yes, this sect is truly sinister. Now, besides the Three Sects, Five Factions, and Seven Great Clans, it seems like only the Lingyun Sword Sect remains…”

"Three people appeared, and all three won. This achievement is too awesome, right Is this really just a small sect"

Although Ye Bufan has always been deliberately keeping a low profile, some things can't be hidden.

From the group stage to now, the five contestants from Lingyun Sword Sect have remained undefeated, which has created a remarkable feat.

In the midst of everyone's amazement, the fourth round began.

The moment the ten contestants stepped onto the stage, all eyes were drawn to two strikingly beautiful women.

One is Leng Qingqiu, standing there like an unsheathed divine weapon, so awe-inspiring that one dares not look directly at her.

While next to her on the other platform stood Ao Yue Xianzi of the Bixia Sect, this woman was also incredibly cold and aloof.

Her jaw rose slightly, her delicate features remained unmoved, as if no one in the world could catch her eye.

Two people stood there, neither speaking nor making any extra movements, but for some reason, one couldn't help but compare them to each other.

Just thinking about it, there is a huge difference in their individual strength.

As a genius of the Bixia Sect, Ao Yue Xianzi's strength is at least in the late stage of Immortal Monarch.

While Leng Qingqiu's swordsmanship was incredibly impressive, her cultivation level was only at the peak of Immortal King.

As the game progressed, this disparity became even more apparent.

Ao Yue Xianzi's opponent was Chu Feng from the Chu family, a strong expert in the middle stage of Immortal Monarch. However, under her hands, he only lasted for one move before being knocked off the platform.

On the opposite side of Leng Qingqiu stood a thin woman. She wasn't as cold and elegant, but her appearance was still decent. She was Li Qianying from the Shadow Sword Sect, also a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Immortal King realm.

As the competition progresses, the remaining contestants are getting stronger and stronger, with practically no weak links left.

"I admit your swordsmanship is impressive, but your cultivation is too weak. Go back and cultivate for a few years before you come back. You are not my opponent."

Li Qianying's voice exuded an overwhelming arrogance from the start. No matter how stunning Leng Qingqiu had been before, she was ultimately no match for Li Qianying's celestial being mid-stage cultivation.

Leng Qingqiu didn't have any extra words, she only faintly emphasized two characters, then reached out and drew the Lu Xian sword.

The First Sword Immortal's swordsmanship, the first principle is to forge ahead bravely. No matter how powerful the opponent is, one must ultimately dare to draw their sword.

If one does not even have the courage to unsheathe their sword, they are not worthy of being a Sword Immortal.

"You're truly stubborn. Then you shall see if you even have the right to draw your sword before me."

Li Qianying's lips curled into a disdainful smirk. The aura of a mid-stage Immortal Monarch suddenly erupted, surging forward like an overwhelming tide.

Cultivation reaching the Immortal Monarch realm is still vastly different from the Immortal King realm. The most obvious difference lies in their pressure, which now feels more like a domain for an Immortal Monarch.

Under such pressure, the opponent's strength would be greatly suppressed. If their cultivation level is too low, they might probably spit blood and die on the spot.

Although Leng Qingqiu had drawn out the Lu Xian Sword, at this moment, the sword in her hand felt as heavy as a mountain, weighing ten thousand jun. Even lifting it slightly required tremendous effort.

"Hahaha, see You don't even have the qualifications to draw your sword in front of me."

Li Qianying let out a burst of laughter, her smile unrestrained and arrogant.

Although Leng Qingqiu had previously defeated strong cultivators in the early stage of Xianjun with her superior swordsmanship, what did that matter Facing those in the middle stage, she was still as insignificant as an ant.

She didn't directly defeat her opponent, wanting to use her own authority to force them to submit. That would be the ultimate humiliation.

Even planting a seed of humiliation in their heart, so that their future cultivation would be unable to progress any further.

The audience below also shook their heads. Although the woman's previous performance was stunning, this difference was too great.

Having reached the Immortal King realm, there is a vast difference between the middle and early stages. Moreover, as just an Immortal King, one wouldn't even have the qualifications to draw their sword before such powerful beings.

"Give up, the gap is too big. Submitting is the truth..."

"Indeed, before a celestial being of the mid-stage, how could a mere celestial king possibly have a chance..."

"It's over, it seems this woman is going to be the first failed disciple of the Lingyun Sword Sect..."

On the viewing platform, Ouyang Pingjiang said: “This little girl doesn’t seem to be hiding her strength. She’s truly at the peak of the Immortal King.”

Wuhua Daojun nodded slightly: “That's right, with such a big gap in strength, there seems to be no suspense.”

Chíxiā Xiānzi snorted coldly: "So what, this little girl just hasn't met a good teacher or had good cultivation resources.

"If you join my Bixia Sect, I guarantee that you will shine brightly in the next Hundred Schools Competition."

Ouyang Pingjiang and Wuhua Daojun both smiled faintly. The two didn't speak, but they hadn't given up on Leng Qingqiu either.

What they valued was each other's swordsmanship talent, their understanding of the way of the sword, and it didn't matter much how high their cultivation level was.

At this moment, Leng Qingqiu's expression was grave. She ignored the surrounding chatter, her mind completely immersed in the Lu Xian Sword.

It is no exaggeration to say that she has now reached the state of perfect unity between person and sword, where the sword and the person are one.

Although facing an overwhelmingly powerful opponent, she showed no sign of giving in.

The immortal yuan within his body surged wildly. He gripped the Lu Xian Sword in his hands, raising it inch by inch.

"Still not giving up Looks like I'll have to add some more fuel to the fire."

Li Qianying's smile grew more and more playful, her aura intensifying by three points.

This way, Leng Qingqiu would find it exponentially harder to draw her sword again.

At this moment, the hands gripping the sword were trembling. It was not just difficult to raise it any higher; even holding onto it had become a tremendous effort.

"I will not give up!"

Ling Qing's voice was very low, so low that it didn't even make a sound. It only echoed in her own mind.

It's just that the pressure from this Immortal Venerable is too intense. She, being at the forefront alone, simply can't bear it.

His hands trembled more and more violently, and finally his right knee buckled. He collapsed to one knee on the platform.

The audience members were stunned at first, then shook their heads one after another. The gap in strength was simply too great; the opponent didn't even need to make a move. Just relying on this aura, they couldn't stand upright.

Even so, Leng Qingqiu's hands still gripped the Lu Xian Sword, its tip pointed forward, with not a shred of intention to give up.

"Haha, already kneeling down, won't you surrender yet"

Li Qianying let out a boisterous laugh, then took a step forward.

Although it was only a step closer, the pressure Leng Qingqiu endured increased by severalfold. A streak of scarlet blood flowed down his lips, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.an.Others also responded in kind, pouncing with gnashing teeth and claws. Even the wounded man on the ground sprang up to join the fray.Seeing this scene, the people around were angry, worried, and so...