22: Chapter 22 You can win, I can make him disappear from the world.

Li Yuan watched as the two argued on the arena stage.

Good grief, he had actually become a tool for others to flirt.

And she wanted to execute him just like that, merely to prove her, Ruan Xingqiao's, indifference.

In their eyes, his status and position were likely no different from that of cattle, sheep, horses, or donkeys.

"Junior Sister Ruan, I know you hate me..."

"I don't hate you; I just don't care about you. Don't think too highly of yourself."

Ruan Xingqiao replied instantly, retorting sharply.

Standing opposite her, Meng Guidu was silent for a moment, a bitter expression appearing on his face: "Thank you for the reminder, Junior Sister Ruan. I know your intentions. It's just that, even if it wasn't your original intent, this person still makes me feel like I'm being replaced..."

At this moment, Ruan Xingqiao had already raised the long sword in her hand.

"If you can defeat me, I can make him disappear from this world. If you lose, then just endure it yourself!"

As she spoke, the sword blade suddenly swung toward Meng Guidu.

Ruan Xingqiao's strength was truly top-tier among young Martial Artists under the age of thirty.

To reach the Grade 5 Perfection Realm, many Genius Martial Artists would need to be over thirty before they had a chance to step into it.

That Ruan Xingqiao achieved this strength before the age of thirty was proof of her talent.

The sword blade was like a swimming Dragon, weaving through the complexity, stabbing straight at Meng Guidu's vitals.

It appeared as though Ruan Xingqiao was striking ruthlessly.

Every Move was an extreme offensive, as if she wanted to swallow Meng Guidu beneath her sword.

But Li Yuan saw it clearly; she only dared to do this because she knew Meng Guidu could parry them.

The Moves looked fierce but lacked any variation.

Every single Move was filled with rigidity and conservatism.

At one moment, Meng Guidu even revealed a flaw, yet Ruan Xingqiao seemed not to see it and simply ignored it.

After several consecutive Moves, Meng Guidu gradually began to gain the upper hand.

The long saber in his hand pressed forward continuously.

Moreover, those Moves and methods of Ruan Xingqiao were almost all within his expectations.

He had cultivated at Qianqiu Mountain for so many years and indeed understood a lot.

And after returning to the Jin Kingdom, he had learned quite a bit more from the Jin Kingdom's Martial Arts.

Even if Ruan Xingqiao's state of mind hadn't been affected, it would still have been difficult for her to be a match for Meng Guidu.

The Autumn Grand Competition was a wheel-style battle; even if one wasn't a match, one had to try their best to exhaust the opponent.

The two sides exchanged blows for twenty Moves, and Ruan Xingqiao was clearly losing.

She was still holding on, her heart filled with both defiance and anxiety.

The next moment, a long saber was already pressed against her neck.

The match was completely over at this point, and the winner had been decided.

However, Ruan Xingqiao was filled with anger.

She lunged toward the blade, unwilling to admit defeat, and attacked again.

Seeing this, Meng Guidu hastily retracted his long saber, fearing that he might hurt her.

At the same time, the Prince of Lingshan Kingdom intervened and called a halt.

In that situation just now, it would have been reasonable for Meng Guidu to strike down with his long saber.

But he didn't; instead, he panicked and dodged, afraid of hurting her.

This scene struck Ruan Xingqiao's heart, and amidst the bitterness, she finally found a trace of sweetness.

"First match, Meng Guidu of the Jin Kingdom wins. Shun Kingdom, please select your next Disciple to take the stage. The competition will continue in a quarter of an hour."

At the center position, the Prince of Lingshan Kingdom stepped out to announce.

Ruan Xingqiao stepped down from the arena.

She was still holding her sword, walking step by step toward Li Yuan.

The Disciples of Qianqiu Mountain subconsciously moved aside; everyone had heard the bet she had made with Meng Guidu earlier.

If she lost, she would make Li Yuan disappear from this world.

Li Yuan did not Move his feet, simply standing in place, waiting.

"Junior Brother Weihe, after we return to Qianqiu Mountain, I will compensate you with a few better guards. I keep my word; this person, I will make him disappear."

Ruan Xingqiao said softly, but she didn't even turn her head to look at Liu Weihe.

Liu Weihe was somewhat at a loss; he didn't know whether he should intervene to stop her.

Sacrificing one Li Yuan was something he could accept.

But in front of others, letting Li Yuan be sacrificed like this, Liu Weihe felt a bit embarrassed.

Just as she was about to walk close, a dignified voice suddenly rang out.

"Enough, Xingqiao, stop acting so recklessly."

The one speaking was the Martial Arts Grade 8 Elder of Qianqiu Mountain, Xue Song.

His face carried a trace of reproach, and he did not approve of Ruan Xingqiao's behavior at all.

"Uncle Xue, I already said just now that I must keep my word..."

Ruan Xingqiao was still arguing, wanting to execute Li Yuan to fulfill her promise.

Xue Song pushed her to the back.

To attack a Da Shun citizen for the sake of a traitor was too immature.

They were in public, yet she dared to be so childish.

"But..."

"No more buts. Watch from the back, send the next person up!"

Xue Song forcefully suppressed her and arranged for the competition to continue.

This disturbance came to an end at this moment.

Li Yuan had thought that some of his abilities might not remain hidden anymore.

He hadn't expected that there was still a reasonable Elder in Qianqiu Mountain.

The Autumn Grand Competition continued.

After Ruan Xingqiao lost to Meng Guidu, the second person from Da Shun went up and actually lost as well.

It wasn't until the third person went up, revealing all their trump cards, that they barely managed to finally defeat him.

Counting it up, Meng Guidu had basically dealt with three opponents by himself.

If things continued like this, by the time all ten Disciples of Da Shun were eliminated, the Jin Kingdom would likely still have four or five Disciples remaining.

A large portion of the cultivation resources brought would be taken away by the Jin Kingdom!

Do not underestimate these cultivation resources; the consumption amount for a large Sect for half a year was not a small number.

Liu Weihe went up as the fifth person, and his performance was decent.

Facing the Jin Kingdom's third Disciple to take the stage, he won directly against his opponent.

When facing another opponent, he also caused the other side to consume a great deal.

The several Elders of Qianqiu Mountain watched his performance and nodded repeatedly.

In the future, Qianqiu Mountain could give Liu Weihe more attention and cultivation.

At least from the current perspective, his performance was more outstanding than everyone else's.

Liu Weihe's individual state could not bring much of a winning advantage to Qianqiu Mountain.

After him, including Disciples like Zhu Yan, it was already good enough if they could consume a significant amount of the opponent's energy and stamina.

Because there was a Meng Guidu on the opposite side, some secrets of Qianqiu Mountain's Martial Arts were directly exposed.

In the battles of the younger generation, these influences were even greater.

The group of Elders from Qianqiu Mountain all had some hatred on their faces when looking at Meng Guidu.

At the same time, Ruan Xingqiao would also secretly look at him.

But in her eyes, resentment was more prevalent than hatred.

Perhaps even now, she still had some thoughts about their future.

In her hesitation, Ruan Xingqiao's gaze slid over Li Yuan.

She still wanted to fulfill her promise from earlier; she also disliked others imitating Meng Guidu.

Furthermore, she did not want to let Meng Guidu misunderstand that she was looking for a replacement.

In fact, in her, Ruan Xingqiao's, eyes, Meng Guidu was irreplaceable.

As one of the elements in the incident, Li Yuan remained calm.

He was not terrified because of those bet things they had earlier.

Li Yuan was clear about his own strength; although he was not yet the strongest in the world, in the current Lingshan Kingdom, he likely had no rivals.

With confidence in his heart, naturally, he would not panic or be afraid.