672: Disciple Competition, Ancient Sword Sect Arrives
Xuanhe Sect.
A massive square, where disciples from the Nine Peaks and Twelve Halls stood at different positions outside the square.
Not far away, on a floating platform, the Xuanhe Sect Leader, nine Peak Leaders, twelve Hall Leaders, and some Elders were seated in order.
Xie Weilou stood with the people from Qingmu Peak, who deliberately kept their distance from him.
Mu Qingyu was also there; she glanced at Xie Weilou but didn't pay him much attention.
"..."
Xie Weilou casually looked towards the floating platform, instantly discerning the cultivation levels of the Xuanhe Sect Leader and the others.
Among these individuals, the strongest was the Xuanhe Sect Leader, at the Divine Court Peak.
Besides him, the Xuanhe Sect also harbored an Ancestor of Mysterious River at the early Guixu Realm, who was the Xuanhe Sect's strongest individual.
As for the Xuanhe Sect's disciples, there were indeed a few at the Divine Court Realm.
But those truly capable of making a name for themselves were probably only Mu Qingyu and another man in white robes...
The Xuanhe Sect Leader, a middle-aged man in blue robes, said in a deep voice, "I announce that the Xuanhe Sect Disciple Grand Competition now begins. Everyone is welcome to come up and spar! Those who perform exceptionally well may enter the Mysterious River Pool to cleanse their bodies and improve their cultivation."
Swoosh!
Immediately, someone stepped onto the stage. A young man in a red robe said, "I am Yan Guang, a disciple of Fire Peak. Is there anyone willing to fight me?"
"I'll spar with you."
A young disciple flew onto the stage.
The two quickly clashed, fighting fiercely on the stage.
Subsequently, people continuously ascended and descended the stage... Xie Wei felt extremely bored, yawned, and already had the idea of leaving.
He had only come to Xuanhe Sect this time to find a place to cultivate, and now that his cultivation had broken through, he had to leave.
However, he still patiently watched for half an hour. Cultivation was too tedious; he might as well watch for some entertainment.
"Lu Feng, do you dare to fight me?"
A male disciple from Qingmu Peak, at the Dao Repository Realm, stepped onto the stage, immediately conjuring a long sword and pointing it at Xie Wei.
"Hmm?"
The Qingmu Peak Leader, an old man, raised an eyebrow, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his eyes as he looked at that male disciple.
People from his own peak should be united against outsiders at this moment.
Qing Yazi also looked utterly displeased.
"..."
Xie Wei looked at the man expressionlessly.
Seeing Xie Wei's indifference, the man sneered, "Lu Feng, are you scared?"
Clap!
Xie Wei raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike. The palm print erupted, instantly sending the man on the stage flying. He said indifferently, "You disgraceful thing, get down!"
"..."
The man flew off the square, falling directly to the ground and passing out.
"Hmm?"
At this scene, the people of Qingmu Peak were stunned, a hint of surprise appearing in their eyes as they looked at Xie Wei.
Were they seeing things? Lu Feng actually sent a Dao Repository Realm cultivator flying with one palm?
Qing Yazi looked at Xie Wei, a strange expression in his eyes.
"..."
Mu Qingyu glanced at Xie Wei, somewhat surprised.
She naturally knew about Lu Feng's situation; this guy's cultivation was only at the Shackles Realm before. How could he send a Dao Repository Realm cultivator flying with one palm?
"Ahem! The competition continues."
The Qingmu Peak Leader lightly coughed.
Internal strife among disciples of the same peak was nothing to be proud of.
Mu Qingyu held her jade flute, took a step forward, and directly arrived in the square. She looked around, "Qingmu Peak, Mu Qingyu. I wonder who would like to spar with me?"
"..."
The scene was silent. The Xuanhe Sect disciples fell into silence, not daring to step forward at all.
Who in Xuanhe Sect didn't know Mu Qingyu's reputation?
Among those present, there was probably only one person who could truly fight her!
Seeing no one come forward, Mu Qingyu looked in one direction and softly said, "Senior Brother Xuan Qin, how about you come up for a fight?"
Xuan Qin was a handsome man in white robes, the top disciple of Xuanhe Sect, with a cultivation at the Divine Court Peak.
Mu Qingyu's beloved was none other than Xuan Qin, which was an open secret to many.
They practiced special cultivation techniques, and their combined zither and flute music had once defeated powerful enemies, making their relationship exceptionally close.
Xuan Qin smiled gently and stepped directly into the square. He chuckled, "My realm is higher than Junior Sister Mu's. I'll suppress my cultivation and fight you, Junior Sister."
"Good."
Mu Qingyu looked at Xuan Qin in front of her, a gentle smile appearing on her face.
Among the entire younger generation of Xuanhe Sect, only Xuan Qin could catch her eye.
Xuan Qin stretched out his hand, and an ancient zither floated before him. He smiled and said, "Junior Sister Mu, please!"
"Alright!"
Mu Qingyu gripped her jade flute, about to make her move.
"Wait!"
Just then, a voice rang out. The sun in the sky was instantly obscured, and a giant bronze sword appeared, rapidly descending.
On the giant sword, dozens of cultivators appeared, both old and young, all possessing extraordinary demeanor.
Leading them was a middle-aged man in ancient robes.
"Hmm? People from the Gujian Sect."
The Xuanhe Sect Leader's expression darkened, and he immediately stood up. Everyone else's gaze also sharpened.
The Xuanhe Sect and the Gujian Sect had always been at odds. Now that people from the Gujian Sect had intruded, things were not looking good.
The bronze giant sword quickly arrived above the square.
The Xuanhe Sect Leader said with a somber face, "Gujian Sect Leader, what brings you to my Xuanhe Sect?"
The Gujian Sect Leader was precisely the middle-aged man in ancient robes, with a cultivation at the Divine Court Peak.
He smiled faintly, "Today is the Xuanhe Sect Disciple Grand Competition. Coincidentally, my Gujian Sect also has an excellent disciple, and I specifically brought him to observe."
The Xuanhe Sect Leader said coldly, "Such a display, I fear it's not as simple as merely observing."
This time, some core powerhouses from the Gujian Sect had come, so it was definitely not as simple as just observing. Perhaps a great battle would ensue.
"Let the young people spar first. As for other matters, we can discuss them later."
The Gujian Sect Leader's smile was playful. He looked at a burly man beside him, clad in blood-colored robes and carrying a heavy black sword on his back, "Dugu Zheng, the two prodigies of Xuanhe Sect are down there. Go and spar with them."
Let the young ones slap Xuanhe Sect's face, and then wipe out Xuanhe Sect!
"Good!"
Dugu Zheng took a step, instantly appearing in the square. A surge of Divine Court power erupted, causing the square to crack.
He looked at Mu Qingyu and Xuan Qin and said indifferently, "These are the prodigies of Xuanhe Sect? Two Divine Court Realm cultivators are not enough to watch. Why don't you two attack together! If you can withstand one move from me, it counts as your victory."
"Arrogant!"
Mu Qingyu and Xuan Qin raised their eyebrows.
"Make your move! One chance."
Dugu Zheng's expression was indifferent.
Mu Qingyu and Xuan Qin exchanged glances. Without hesitation, they immediately attacked.
Buzz!
The jade flute sounded, the zither strings vibrated, and the two merged, transforming into a terrifying soul attack that blasted towards Dugu Zheng.
"Hmph!"
Dugu Zheng's expression was disdainful. He suddenly drew his sword, the heavy sword leaving its sheath, and with one slash, a black light flashed, and terrifying sword qi swept in all directions.
Boom!
Mu Qingyu and Xuan Qin's attacks were shattered, and the powerful sword qi affected them, instantly sending them flying off the square.
"Pfft!"
After stabilizing their bodies, both spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, their faces extremely pale, and their eyes filled with horror.
They actually couldn't block a single sword strike from this person?
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