50: We are willing to follow the Holy Son!!

Li Feifan’s expression grew solemn, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.

Su Changqing’s strike was truly terrifying.

The Heaven Rank Low Grade martial art, fused with Annihilation Sword Intent, consumed almost all of his True Qi with a single swing of the sword.

“Boom!”

Thunder rumbled, and Li Feifan’s long sword slid from its sheath, a cold light flashing.

“Wind and Cloud Three Swords, Third Sword!”

Li Feifan’s speed was extremely fast; Wind and Cloud Three Swords was a Heaven Rank Low Grade martial art of the Tai Xuan Sect, incredibly powerful, and it utilized the power of wind and clouds for extreme speed.

The surrounding Disciples watched, their mouths agape, their eyes filled with disbelief.

“Holy cow, this… this is just too terrifying.”

“My goodness, the attack Senior Brother Su unleashed was in no way inferior to Senior Brother Li’s.”

“Is this Senior Brother Su’s talent? Who in the entire Heavenly Martial Continent, past or present, can contend with him?”

“…………”

“…”

Countless Disciples swallowed hard, staring dumbfounded at the scene; the power unleashed by the two was truly terrifyingly strong.

“Bang!”

The Sword Qi of the two collided, instantly forming a Sword Qi vortex, where countless Sword Qi clashed within dozens of meters, and the entire space seemed to slightly deform.

Some Disciples with weaker cultivation were directly sent flying by this terrifying Sword Qi, their eyes filled with intense horror.

On the platform, Mo Ming and the others stared in shock, instantly feeling as if they had lived in vain for so many years.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Several terrifying explosions rang out consecutively, and the stone bricks in front of the two sank, forming a massive pit, with dust filling the air around them, as if everything had ended.

In the arena, countless Disciples swallowed hard, looking at everything before them with horror, not a single person spoke, all silently watching in the direction of the two.

When the smoke cleared, Su Changqing and Li Feifan stood holding their swords.

However, Su Changqing’s True Qi was completely depleted, but he wore a smile, his gaze calm.

“Junior Brother Changqing, I lost!”

Li Feifan cupped his hands, his eyes filled with reverence.

Although Su Changqing would undoubtedly lose if they continued to fight, he was a Peak of the Heavenly Gang Realm Martial Artist, and under his full-power attack, Su Changqing lasted a hundred moves without falling into a disadvantage, his methods were truly terrifying.

Su Changqing was still only a Nascent Divinity Realm Middle Stage Martial Artist!

If this were to spread, who would believe it?

Su Changqing smiled upon hearing this.

“Senior Brother Li, you flatter me; your strength is truly extraordinary. If we continued, Junior Brother would undoubtedly lose.”

Su Changqing’s words immediately made Li Feifan feel a bit ashamed.

Listen to him, this demeanor, this bearing!

If he doesn't become the Saint, who will?

Su Changqing is truly the one everyone desires.

Li Feifan knew his place.

That battle just now completely convinced him of Su Changqing's abilities. Such an existence, as long as he doesn't perish, let alone the Saint Realm, he might even glimpse the Emperor Realm!

If he were to follow Su Changqing, he might also gain immense benefits in the future. By then, let alone Breakthrough to the Supreme Realm, even the Saint Realm might not be impossible.

Thinking of this, Li Feifan’s mind instantly became active, his eyes gradually growing fervent, as if he had made some decision. He looked at Su Changqing with a determined gaze.

“I was short-sighted and actually questioned Junior Brother Su just now. Junior Brother’s talent is unrivaled; he will surely dominate the world in the future, with no one able to contend with him. The position of Saint can only be Junior Brother’s. I am willing to be a vanguard for the Saint!”

“Li Feifan, greets the Saint!!”

With that, Li Feifan knelt straight down.

His every word fell into the ears of everyone present.

Shock!

Immense shock!

In front of all the Disciples of the Sect, Li Feifan knelt straight down, without the slightest hesitation.

“Holy cow, Senior Brother Li actually knelt.”

“My goodness, this is a True Disciple of the Sect Master, the most top-tier existence in the Tai Xuan Sect, yet he knelt before Senior Brother Su.”

“Are you stupid? With Senior Brother Su’s talent, in the future, let alone the Saint Realm, even the Emperor Realm is not impossible. Senior Brother Li is not just kneeling to the Saint, but to a future Emperor Realm Expert.”

“Holy cow, that makes sense, a lot of sense.”

“…………”

“…”

Below the platform, the eyes of the Disciples instantly changed.

Seeing this, Mo Ming not only showed no dissatisfaction but instead wore a smile, muttering to himself:

“Not bad, not bad, he finally understood.”

Su Changqing smiled, then his gaze shifted to the Disciples below the platform.

“Do any of you object?”

His calm words seemed to carry an endless pressure, filling countless Disciples with reverence.

Immediately after, the Disciples exchanged glances, then uniformly knelt to the ground.

“We greet the Saint!!”

“We greet the Saint!”

“…………”

“…”

A terrifying wave of sound came like a tsunami. Outer Sect, Inner Sect, Core, and even True Disciple, all were kneeling on the ground at this moment, their words filled with reverence.

Although Su Changqing’s cultivation was not high, his talent and strength were Heaven-Defying, and the Disciples all genuinely wished to nominate Su Changqing as the Saint.

Especially Li Yunfei.

He was the first to kneel, and his shout was the loudest, as if afraid Su Changqing wouldn't hear him.

No choice, he was afraid.

If Su Changqing had any dissatisfaction with him, whether his status as a True Disciple could be maintained was still debatable.

Not to mention, he couldn't defeat Su Changqing now.

The grand spectacle of the Disciples kneeling below the platform, and the tsunami-like sound waves in his ears, brought a slight smile to Su Changqing’s face, the corners of his mouth curving upward.

He took a step forward, his gaze fixed on the sky.

His aura was sharp, Killing Intent abundant, ice Qi swirled around him, countless terrifying auras enveloped him, his eyes disdainful, as if encompassing all things in the world.

“I, Su Changqing, shall henceforth be the Taixuan Sect Saint!”

“If I exist, the Tai Xuan Sect shall flourish greatly, never to perish through eternity!”

“If I remain, the Tai Xuan Sect shall be unrivaled, revered by all realms!”

Boom!

Just as his words fell, thunder rumbled in the sky, a startling bolt of lightning struck, and the previously clear sky instantly became covered in dark clouds, a fierce wind howled, making his robes flap loudly.

Su Changqing’s dark robe continuously fluttered in the air, his jet-black hair danced, highlighting his handsome face.

His pair of purple eyes were calm, as if stating a fact.

Su Changqing’s voice clearly entered everyone’s ears.

Shock, extreme shock.

These words were too arrogant; perhaps no one dared to be so arrogant except Su Changqing. Countless Disciples stared blankly at the scene before them, that young man, peerless in grace, looking down upon all under heaven.

Li Feifan trembled with excitement; he knew he had followed the right person.

In an instant, countless Disciples knelt again, shouting loudly.

“We are willing to follow the Saint!!”

“We are willing to follow the Saint!”

“…………”

“…”

The overwhelming sound waves shattered the dark clouds in the sky.

Taixuan Sect Saint, Su Changqing!!