Chapter 142: One Sword

"There's no need to choose, all ten of you, let's go together.

The clear voice echoed in the huge competition arena. The spectators who came to watch the competition looked at each other, suspecting that they heard wrongly.

But then the whole room burst into laughter, and some even burst into tears.

"Hahaha, did I hear it correctly? He actually wanted to hit ten?"

"I have stayed in the Golden Core stage for two hundred years, just to lay a solid foundation in the order of the palace, but even so, I have never reached the level of true inheritance. This disciple actually wants to hit ten as soon as he gets started?"

"I thought he was just an ignorant country bumpkin..."

"Hahaha, I knew this was the case a long time ago, but I didn't know that this fool could be so fierce, hahahahaha..."

The True Inheritance Sequence is very rare for the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Golden Elixir Stage, and the Nascent Soul Stage. Countless people in Cangliu Palace are pursuing this sequence, but in the end, including the Foundation Establishment True Inheritance, Golden Elixir True Inheritance, The total number of people in the final true inheritance sequence of Nascent Soul is only a hundred.

But now, a new kid actually regards the True Inheritance Sequence that most people respect and yearn for as cabbage, and wants to kill ten of them...

Not only was this ridiculous, it was also insulting to them.

So they all made fun of him.

"You're such a pervert, you can't really beat ten of them, right?"

Ren Ran, who was promoting Li Qingyun among the crowd that "outer disciples are entitled to one mid-grade spiritual stone out of 1,000", when he heard Li Qingyun's words, he was stunned for a moment and cursed.

Immediately afterwards, Elder Xiong's strong voice came from the amplification array: "An outer disciple who tried to get in through the back door actually wanted to beat ten true disciples?"

"It's so ridiculous, hahahaha..."

"Do you really think that there is no one in my Cangliu Palace?"

Li Qingyun shrugged: "If we fight ten, will there be ten places?"

As soon as he said these indifferent words, Elder Xiong's eyes seemed to burst out with anger. He turned to the ten true disciples and said solemnly: "In this case, let him suffer more."

"Let this grandstanding second-generation ancestor understand that Cangliu Palace cannot be humiliated."

"You must do what you say, and you must pay the price for your decision. After leaving home, no one will pamper him!"

"Yes!" ten people replied in unison.

Elder Xiong waved his hand and released a stream of spiritual power, which enveloped everyone except Li Qingyun and the ten true disciples, and rose up to watch.

At the same time, ten true disciples stood directly in front of Li Qingyun, with auras rising from their bodies that although they had attained the Golden Elixir Dzogchen cultivation level, they were as powerful as the Nascent Soul!

Li Qingyun carefully observed these ten people and found that among these ten people, except for Zi Ling, a young female disciple, the rest had strong auras and had obviously been cultivating monks for hundreds of years.

The leader was a young man with a garlicky nose, his eyes looked very impatient, and he said lazily: "The last time a newbie challenged the true inheritance, it seems to have been a hundred years ago. At that time, I was still in the personal inheritance sequence."

“Back then, the meridians of his hands and feet were shattered by the shock on the spot. It took him a full year to recover from his injuries, but he also missed the inner sect competition because of it.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I would be challenged by a new junior brother who doesn't know how to live or die."

This garlic-nosed young man is named Zhang Yingdong. He ranks 20th among the True Legends and is the strongest among the ten True Legends who appeared this time.

"I'm not such a cruel person, but since you have angered Elder Xiong, you probably won't be able to survive in Cangliu Palace, so I have no choice but to learn from my predecessors and see how you behave."

As he spoke, he seemed to be bossing around, manipulating Li Qingyun at will.

Zi Ling, who was standing behind Zhang Yingdong, looked at Li Qingyun like he did outside the city gate, disdainful, contemptuous, indifferent... just like looking at a clown.

Faced with a woman's contempt, men often cannot remain calm, and the same goes for Li Qingyun.

The look in this woman's eyes was really disgusting.

Li Qingyun said calmly: "Since you have decided to take action with all your strength, I have decided not to hold back anymore and have no choice but to show my shame."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Yingdong seemed to have heard something funny and said with joy: "Go with all your strength? You think too highly of yourself..."

The corner of Li Qingyun's mouth raised an inexplicable arc: "That's right, you don't have to use all your strength..."

He stopped talking and took out the Qingfeng Sword from its scabbard and prepared for battle.

When Zhang Yingdong saw this, he stopped talking and began to confront Li Qingyun, obviously well prepared.

The conversation and scene between the two people on the competition ground had spread throughout the entire venue through the magic circle.

"Fight!" Suddenly, Elder Xiong roared.

"Fight!" The disciples watching the battle shouted in unison.

"Fight!" the ten true disciples shouted again.

Li Qingyun knew that this was the etiquette before the battle at the Cangliu Palace Arena.

"Then..."

"war!"

As soon as the words fell, the battle started with a bang.

Zhang Yingdong saw that Li Qingyun's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Golden Core, and he despised Li Qingyun even more. He had just been promoted to the Golden Core and had not accumulated any experience yet, so he couldn't wait to prove himself and challenge the ten true successors?

Ridiculous.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yingdong flew forward from among the ten people, preparing to kill this new disciple who didn't know the heights of the world before he took action, so that he could understand what a strike was, what a gap was, and what humiliation was.

but……

The moment he flew out, he felt a sword cry from Li Qingyun's sword.

The sound of the sword made him feel a life-and-death crisis... This feeling was something he had only experienced when facing those ferocious beasts when he challenged the sixth floor of the Babel Tower!

"not good!"

Zhang Yingdong retreated among the ten people as if desperate, and shouted: "Let's take action together!!"

Before the other nine people understood what was going on, Li Qingyun's sword... was raised.

At this time, the expressions of the other nine people also changed drastically like Zhang Yingdong, and they were almost frightened.

"Let's attack together!! Attack with all our strength!!" Zhang Yingdong roared again.

The corner of Li Qingyun's mouth curled up with an inexplicable arc:

"I said, you don't need to use all your strength..."

"Because you don't have the chance to take action with all your strength!"

Sword slash!

A fierce sword energy rushed towards the ten true disciples standing in a row at an impeccable speed, without any thought of separating.

"No!"

With such a short distance and the speed of the sword energy, it was difficult for the ten of them to use their full strength and they could only rush to resist.

"boom!!"

The sword energy collided with the spiritual power, magic weapons, and spells emitted by the ten people, causing a huge sonic boom and a huge light that could not be seen clearly.

An audience member in the audience muttered: "Why does it look different from what I imagined? Why didn't the senior brother from the True Sequence directly attack this disciple? And let this disciple take action first?"

A disciple who had reached the level of Nascent Soul said with a solemn expression: "Why does it seem like Senior Brother from the True Inheritance Sequence is at a disadvantage?"

"But how is it possible..."

But no matter what they said, the scene on the competition stage gave them an unknown, but extremely crazy premonition.

They had no choice but to keep their eyes on the competition stage and not let go of any moment.

Soon, the light dissipated, revealing the true scene in the light.

"this……"