#487 - Eighth generation: One of the top ten inner sects, a family of sword cultivators!

The main peak of Qingyun Sect.

Following Han Qingxuan's order, the entire sect immediately began to operate rapidly.

An elder from the Soul Palace Realm was responsible for drawing lots in public and announcing the order of participation for all inner disciples one by one.

"Shibao, Li Yuan, the first peak!"

Upon hearing these words, two inner disciples suddenly rose into the sky from the crowd and landed steadily on the first mountain that had been cut into a ring.

"The inner sect competition is only for mutual learning. Life-and-death fights are strictly prohibited. If anyone uses dirty tricks or forbidden techniques that result in mutual destruction, they will be disqualified from the competition."

An elder warned sternly.

"Disciple understands!"

The two disciples clasped their fists and saluted at the same time, keeping the rules of the competition in mind.

Then the competition began. The two disciples used all their skills in a fierce battle. It took half an hour to finally decide the winner.

A similar scene was happening simultaneously in other places.

"Lu Yuan, Zhou Hao, the 29th Peak!"

Hearing his name, Lu Yuan tapped the ground lightly, and he appeared on the 29th mountain arena like a flash of light, almost in the blink of an eye.

After a while.

Another inner sect disciple then reluctantly stepped onto the stage, looking somewhat unhappy.

"Why do I meet Senior Brother Lu Yuan in my first competition? Isn't this too unlucky?"

When the disciple saw his opponent, he suddenly let out a wail in his heart.

Although Lu Yuan had just become an inner disciple not long ago, he had actually killed a ninth-level Spiritual Sea Realm expert.

However, this disciple is only at the fourth level of Spirit Sea Realm, how can he be a match for Lu Yuan?

However, there were many elders and bigwigs from various forces watching the battle. The disciple did not dare to admit defeat directly. He could only consider himself unlucky and fight on.

"Can."

Lu Yuan nodded and agreed to the disciple's request.

After all, he had no grudge against this person, they were just sparring with each other, there was no need to kill him.

Then.

The two fought back and forth for twenty rounds.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Yuan just slapped him away from the ring and easily won the competition.

"Thank you for showing mercy, brother."

The disciple was unharmed and quickly got up from the ground, expressing his gratitude.

The inner sect competition was conducted by random drawing, so when competing, there would often be a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

in this case.

Many disciples with decent abilities are often eliminated directly due to bad luck and encountering a strong opponent.

But because Lu Yuan deliberately let this disciple win, his strength was well preserved. Even if he lost this round, he still had a chance to fight for his life in the loser group and get a higher ranking as much as possible.

You can say that.

For an ordinary inner sect disciple, this is definitely a huge favor.

"It's just a small effort, not worth mentioning."

Lu Yuan didn't take this matter to heart. He slowly walked down the stage and returned to his original position.

"In the first match, Lu Yuan wins!"

The inner sect elder who was in charge of judging the outcome was not surprised by this and immediately announced that Lu Yuan was the winner.

The competition is still going on.

However, Lu Yuan's record of killing Lin Hu had already spread throughout the Qingyun Sect.

Some inner disciples with weaker strength would actively beg for mercy and admit defeat without waiting for Lu Yuan to take action himself.

Even if he would occasionally encounter a few powerful opponents, with Lu Yuan's cultivation level, he could still easily win with a crushing force.

As time goes by, more and more inner disciples are eliminated, and only the real inner disciples are qualified to stand to the end.

Three days later.

After many rounds of competition, the top ten inner disciples were finally selected from thousands of inner disciples.

These disciples had extraordinary auras, and except for Lu Yuan, they were all in the late Spirit Sea Realm.

Some of the best among them even possessed combat power comparable to that of Soul Palace realm masters, which made many spectators secretly astonished.

"Qingyun Sect has worked hard over the years to dig out new blood, and now it is becoming more and more prosperous."

"Yes, the top ten of this year's inner sect are all extremely talented monsters. Any one of them can become a true disciple of other sects."

"The Taixuan Sect claims to be the leader of Qingzhou, but it has become increasingly impoverished over the years. Even the former inner sect leader died at the hands of an outer sect disciple of the Qingyun Sect. It seems that it is getting worse day by day."

Many powerful people couldn't help but sigh.

There are hundreds of sects and forces of all sizes in Qingzhou, and many of them follow the lead of Taixuan Sect.

However, over the years, the Taixuan Sect's actions have become increasingly unpopular, so much so that many sects have gradually turned to the Qingyun Sect.

"That being said, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. As long as the person from Taixuan Sect is still alive, they will be the undisputed number one sect in Qingzhou."

Someone sighed and said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the strong men present froze. They were extremely taboo about this and were unwilling to say another word about it.

As for the other Qingyun Sect disciples who were unaware of the situation, they were extremely excited when they saw this grand occasion of the sect, and they all discussed it in a low voice.

"Next up is the inner sect top ten competition. I wonder which senior brother or sister will be able to win the first place in the inner sect this time."

"Needless to say, everyone has witnessed Senior Brother Zhao Xu's strength, and he will definitely be the leader of the inner sect this time!"

"I don't think so. Senior Brother Lei Heng and Senior Sister Su Yun are both quite strong. Moreover, Senior Brother Lu Yuan didn't use his full strength the whole time. If they met Zhao Xu, it's still unclear who would win or lose."

Everyone was arguing endlessly, but some quick-witted disciples took the opportunity to open a betting position and bet on who would win first place in the inner sect.

Lu Yuan did not care about what others said. He just practiced his skills silently and tried to adjust his condition to the peak.

Among the top ten in the inner gate, none of them is easy to deal with.

Not to mention.

Zhao Xu, Su Yun, and Lei Heng all possess combat power comparable to that of Soul Palace Realm powerhouses.

If Lu Yuan encountered them, it would probably take some effort to take them down.

"The first battle, Zhao Xu, Lei Heng!"

Not long after.

An inner sect elder announced the candidates for the first round of competition.

Hearing these words, all the disciples were in an uproar.

"Senior Brother Lei Heng actually met Senior Brother Zhao Xu in advance?"

"Now we are going to have a good show. Although Senior Brother Zhao Xu is very powerful, Senior Brother Lei Heng is a natural martial arts fanatic."

"He has already cultivated his pair of Thunder Fists to the pinnacle, and even killed a genuine Soul Palace Realm expert with his own hands."

"The battle between the two of them will definitely be extraordinary, and it can be called the most exciting battle so far in this competition!"

Many disciples exclaimed, and even the strong men from various forces were looking forward to it.

"If I remember correctly, Zhao Xu should be the grandson of Daoyou Zhao, right?"

"Yes, I went to his full moon banquet that year, but I didn't expect that he would grow up so big in the blink of an eye."

"Zhao Xu has already entered the Soul Palace realm at such a young age. His future is limitless. It seems that the Zhao family has finally produced a talented person."

Many strong men's expressions moved slightly, and they recognized Zhao Xu's identity.

Although a warrior at the Soul Palace level is not in their eyes.

However, the ancestor of the Zhao family is a long-established Nirvana realm expert, well-known throughout the Qingzhou area, and possesses considerable prestige and status.

"This disciple named Lei Heng has a sincere heart and good talent, but unfortunately his foundation is too shallow. Compared with Zhao Xu, he is still slightly inferior."

Some strong men expressed regret.

In the path of spiritual practice, the four elements of wealth, friends, Dharma and place are indispensable.

If both have equal talent and strength, then what they compete on is foundation and resources.

Although Lei Heng has good qualifications, he is a lone man without any background or support. How can he compete with Zhao Xu, who has the support of the entire Zhao family?

As expected.

Following the elder's order, the competition officially began.

Lei Heng was seen activating his martial arts, and his whole body was surrounded by purple lightning, like the ancient god of thunder descending to earth, and his attack was extremely fierce.

Zhao Xu, on the other hand, held a blood-red long sword and cut off all the purple lightning with one sword.

This sword is a spiritual weapon of the highest grade. As the sword flashes, there are faint screams of dead souls. It can affect other people's minds and even cause damage to the enemy's soul.

Just beginning.

Lei Heng was able to gain the upper hand for a while with his fierce offensive like a storm, forcing Zhao Xu to be on the defensive.

But after a while, Lei Heng discovered with a grim expression.

Every time his fist collided with the bloody long sword in Zhao Xu's hand, a murderous aura would pass through the blade and invade his body.

It makes his mind shaken, his soul unstable, and his strength gradually weakened.

In the end, the situation reversed and he was at a disadvantage!

"What a great guy Zhao Xu! I didn't expect you to have mastered the Blood Soul Sword to such an extent."

Lei Heng's soul was damaged and his movements became increasingly slow.

But he did not give up. Instead, he fought hard and tried to find an opportunity to make a comeback.

"laugh!"

But the next moment.

A blood-red blade light suddenly fell from the sky. Lei Heng was unable to dodge and was instantly severely injured, losing all his fighting power.

"Die!"

Zhao Xu held the bloody knife in his hand, murderous intent surged in his heart, and he was about to kill them all.

A beam of green light came from above the sect's main hall and froze Zhao Xu in place, making him unable to move.

"That's enough. Lei Heng has been defeated. This competition ends here."

Han Qingxuan frowned slightly, glanced at the ancestor of the Zhao family not far away, and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

The ancestor of the Zhao family lowered his eyes, looking as if it had nothing to do with him and as if he was not concerned.

It was not until Han Qingxuan took action himself that he slightly opened his eyes and said lightly: "Xu'er, step back."

"yes."

Zhao Xu bowed, put away his bloody sword, and walked straight off the stage.

Although this matter is just a small episode, which of the powerful people from various forces present here is not an old fox with deep scheming?

Their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately smelled something unusual in this matter.

"It seems that although the Qingyun Sect seems to be in great prosperity, it is actually unstable internally."

Many powerful people had a strange look in their eyes.

The Qingyun Sect is being watched covetously by the Taixuan Sect, and the Zhao Family and the Law Enforcement Hall are constantly growing. Its real situation is like walking on thin ice, and a big chaos may happen at any time.

And the other side.

The battle for the top ten in the inner sect continues.

As other inner sect geniuses came on stage one after another, it was finally Lu Yuan's turn.

"Lu Yuan, Su Yun, the fifth battle!"

Hearing this voice, Lu Yuan turned into a stream of light and quickly stepped onto the stage.

“Buzz!”

at the same time.

A clear sword sound suddenly came from not far away, echoing throughout the space.

Immediately following.

A purple sword light broke through the air and arrived in an instant, landing at the other end of the ring.

The sound of the sword subsided, the light dissipated, and the figure of a woman appeared.

The woman was wearing a purple dress, with an extraordinary temperament and was as cold as ice, like a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg, giving off an aura that said "keep away from strangers".

There was an invisible sword energy lingering around her, which could cut through the air and prevent outsiders from approaching.

The disciples below the stage could feel the sharp edge that could cut through iron like mud just by taking a glance.

This woman is none other than Su Yun. It is said that she comes from a powerful cultivation family in Qingzhou. Her cultivation is unfathomable and she is a strong contender for the top spot in the inner sect this time!

"Is this person also a sword cultivator?"

Lu Yuan looked at the other person twice and then looked away.

In his perception.

Su Yun is like a sharp and peerless sword, emitting a fierce sword energy all over his body.

Anyone who gets close will be cut by the sword energy.

Obviously, she has practiced swordsmanship to a very high level, and has subtly touched the threshold of unity between man and sword.

But in Lu Yuan's opinion.

Although Su Yun's swordsmanship is sharp, it lacks the sharpening and baptism of time.

What is too rigid will break easily; what is too full will overflow.

Only by experiencing all kinds of things in the world and washing away all the worldly things can one achieve the state of restrained sword spirit and return to nature.

"I heard that you are also good at swordsmanship. You killed Lin Hu with just one sword. I want to learn from you today."

Su Yun said this in a cold voice, like the clanging of a sword, with a hint of murderous intent in her voice.

"Yes, as long as you can take my sword, you will win this battle."

Lu Yuan said in a calm tone.

Since they are both sword practitioners, the winner can be determined with just one sword.

Moreover, he didn't think that Su Yun was qualified to let him strike the second sword.

But his matter-of-fact tone sounded like a great mockery to Su Yun.

Not only Su Yun, but other elders and disciples were also shocked when they heard this, and they all wondered if Lu Yuan was crazy.

Who is Su Yun?

This is the most talented descendant of the Su family of sword cultivation in the past hundred years.

What's more, she was already at the Half-Step Soul Palace Realm before, and now, after two months of hard training, she has broken through the shackles in one fell swoop and truly entered the Soul Palace Realm.

She spared no effort to break through at all costs, and it was obvious that she had great ambitions, aiming for the position of the leader of the inner sect.

But now Lu Yuan dares to claim that he can defeat Su Yun with just one sword?

Isn’t this too arrogant?

Even Zhao Xu, who is as strong as the first level of Soul Palace, doesn't dare to make such big claims!

"What's the point of being good at talking for a while?"

"You and I are both sword cultivators. In the end, we still have to speak with the swords in our hands!"

Su Yun said with a cold expression.

As soon as the words fell.

The long sword at her waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and in an instant the sky was filled with light.

I saw a gleam of sword energy rising into the sky, reflecting the sky in purple! (End of this chapter)