60: Top Ten

When Li Luo and the others arrived around the battle arena, it was already packed with Cultivators.

Moreover.

Each one seemed to be on steroids, exceptionally excited.

Because today was the ranking battle.

Those who could step onto the stage were all top Prodigies of the Qinghe Region, each one would shine brightly, attracting countless attention and cheers.

Especially some Cultivators who entered the top hundred, they held their heads high and puffed out their chests, immensely proud.

And they undoubtedly became the focus of public attention.

"First round, Sword Dust of Haoran Sect vs. Qiu Shaobai of Dao-Sword Sect."

With the referee's command, the entire viewing platform erupted.

"Wow, is the first round already this exciting?"

Upon hearing this, the scene immediately boiled over.

"Qiu Shaobai of Dao-Sword Sect, although not as overbearing and powerful as Dao Lengqiu, the Dao Demonic Body.

However, it is rumored that he also possesses the Wind Spirit Body, ranked eighty-eighth on the powerful Spiritual Body Ranking."

"His Swordsmanship is light, ethereal, and swift as lightning. Many of his opponents were defeated before they even clearly saw him."

"Indeed, that's true. This person ranks second in Swordsmanship within the Sword lineage of the Dao-Sword Sect, second only to the Great Master of the Sword lineage, Ye Ling."

"Hehe, I'm still optimistic about the dark horse Sword Dust. He possesses the Aotian Sword Body, ranked twentieth on the Supreme Celestial Body Ranking, an absolute Prodigy!"

"I don't think so. In the elimination rounds, Sword Dust didn't encounter any powerful opponents at all. Even if his talent is astonishing, Qiu Shaobai is a genuine Innate Seventh-level expert!"

"Moreover, he has rich combat experience."

......

When the referee announced the two combatants.

Immediately, intense discussions erupted on the scene.

"Shaobai, be careful. This boy's Sword Intent is extremely strong; do not clash head-on."

Qiu Shaobai, with a face like jade and dressed in white, was gentle and refined.

Beside him, a stern young man holding a sword stood, whispering to him.

"Senior Brother Ye Ling, I understand. It's a good chance for me to test his strength for Senior Brother. But if he loses to me, he's not worthy of fighting Senior Brother at all."

Qiu Shaobai smiled dashingly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling, who was beside him, nodded.

Like Dao Lengqiu, he was also very interested in Sword Dust, who had won all his matches up to this point.

"Swish."

Qiu Shaobai tapped his toes on the ground, holding a long sword imbued with purple light, and gracefully entered the arena.

"Senior Brother Shaobai, good luck!"

"Senior Brother Shaobai will win!"

On the Dao-Sword Sect's side, in addition to the male Cultivators cheering for Qiu Shaobai, there were, naturally, many female Cultivators.

Their eyes shone brightly as they looked at the dashing and elegant figure in white on the stage.

Compared to Senior Brother Ye Ling's sharp and dazzling presence.

Qiu Shaobai's gentle and refined demeanor was more in line with their image of a Prince Charming.

Therefore.

Within the Dao-Sword Sect, he had many fangirls.

Qiu Shaobai smiled slightly and nodded to the Junior Sisters below the stage, which caused even more exclamations.

Words like 'I love you' and 'give birth to monkeys' kept popping out.

This made Li Luo a little displeased.

His coolness factor was directly approaching Chicken Bro's.

"Go, my Disciple. This person seems to have some tricks up his sleeve. Be a bit more decisive in your attacks."

Li Luo said, looking at the showy Qiu Shaobai.

Upon hearing this.

Luo Qingcheng charmingly rolled her eyes at Li Luo. Was this scoundrel jealous?

"Okay, Revered Master."

Sword Dust nodded.

He naturally didn't know what Li Luo was thinking.

However, what Revered Master said was always right.

This couldn't help but make him a little more vigilant and serious about Qiu Shaobai.

When Sword Dust stepped onto the battle arena, the atmosphere immediately intensified.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

"This is a duel between Sword Cultivators. Don't blink, because the result might be in an instant."

Some Cultivators who wielded swords had bright eyes, staring at the two on the battle arena.

"Junior Brother Sword Dust, please be merciful later."

Qiu Shaobai said to Sword Dust.

"Okay."

Sword Dust, with his cool little face, nodded.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Shaobai was a little speechless.

This Junior Brother Sword Dust was truly cool and handsome! He was just being modest, and the other party actually took it seriously.

"Begin."

With the referee's command.

"Buzz."

Like a gentle breeze, in an instant, Qiu Shaobai's figure disappeared from his original spot, only vaguely visible as some ethereal white streaks.

"Chi, chi, chi, chi......"

Almost in the blink of an eye, a slight tearing sound of air came from around Sword Dust.

Flower-like formations of Sword Qi, incredibly beautiful, enveloped Sword Dust's body.

"Clang!"

With a dazzling flash of sword light.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

In Sword Dust's eyes, there flashed the magnificent scene of Li Luo standing in mid-air that day, with tens of thousands of Sword Qi surging out.

This made Li Luo below the stage nod slightly.

As expected of the Aotian Sword Body, his comprehension of the Dao of the Sword is truly strong.

He actually simulated some of his aura from that day.

Then, it's stable.

Luo Qingcheng glanced at Li Luo, realizing that this guy was incredibly calm.

His Disciple was facing a strong enemy, and he wasn't worried at all?

"Puff, puff, puff....."

The next moment.

Explosions sounded, and the sword flowers surrounding Sword Dust were directly and fiercely torn apart by Sword Dust's Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Sword Qi.

"Bang!"

And at the same time.

Just now, Qiu Shaobai, who seemed to have merged with the wind, was directly thrown off the arena.

His pristine white clothes were stained with blood.

That was from being injured by Sword Qi.

He had completely lost his former dashing elegance, appearing utterly disheveled.

"Defeated, again in one move!"

The Cultivators on the scene were in an uproar. How strong exactly was this Sword Dust?!

"What a ruthless method!"

Ye Ling's eyes were sharp as he stared at Sword Dust.

Sword Dust, however, couldn't be bothered with him and coolly walked off the battle arena.

But in his heart, he muttered: He's not as strong as Revered Master said!

"Too fast, I love it so much, this little Junior Brother Sword Dust is so cute."

Evidently, Sword Dust also gained some female fans.

"Oh, Xiao Lan, you like it fast?"

Upon hearing this, a well-endowed girl leaned over and asked.

"Yes, this sword is so fast... Ah, Xiao Yan, I'm going to strangle you."

.....

"Well done."

Li Luo praised.

Luo Qingcheng rolled her eyes at his behavior.

Sword Dust was also a bit excited; Revered Master praised him.

Soon, it was Ji Yue'er's turn.

Whoosh.

A cheer erupted on the scene.

Because Ji Yue'er was truly too beautiful; although she hadn't fully matured, she already possessed a beauty capable of toppling cities.

With skin like a Fairy and bones like jade, she resembled a little Fairy.

Moreover.

Her opponent was also a female Cultivator.

Dressed in a qipao, she was curvaceous and well-proportioned, a female Prodigy from the Bronze Grade force, Guanlan Pavilion.

Furthermore, Guanlan Pavilion only accepted female Disciples, each one as fresh and lovely as a flower, making countless Cultivators envious.

"Zhao Wanrong of Guanlan Pavilion, please enlighten me."

"Ji Yue'er of Haoran Sect, please enlighten me."

The two girls greeted each other.

The next moment, as the referee's voice fell.

The two girls immediately began to fight in the arena.

Zhao Wanrong used a red silk ribbon, and what shocked everyone was that Ji Yue'er, who came from a mere Black Iron Grade force, did not draw her sword this time either.

Her figure was as nimble as a small swallow, and her fair, delicate hands moved like butterflies flitting through flowers, a delightful sight.

Zhao Wanrong's red silk ribbon simply couldn't hit Ji Yue'er.

Instead, Ji Yue'er, who was also at Innate Eighth-level, had even more abundant and refined Spiritual Qi, and finally, she struck Zhao Wanrong's shoulder with a palm.

Winning directly.

The Xiao Hu bounced back, very proudly seeking praise from Li Luo.

Li Luo naturally encouraged her, making Ji Yue'er as joyful as a little angel.

"Sister Qingcheng, you lead the team for a while; I'm going for a walk."

Li Luo said with a smile to the mature Luo Qingcheng.

"Okay, don't get kidnapped, alright?"

Luo Qingcheng playfully rolled her eyes at Li Luo.

"Yes, yes."

Li Luo laughed.

"Revered Master, wait for me."

Chicken Bro shouted, directly jumping onto Li Luo's shoulder. Li Luo avoided the crowd and walked towards the interior of the Qinghe Sect.

"Who dares to trespass into my Qinghe Sect!"

However, as Li Luo stepped into the Qinghe Sect, a cold shout rang out.