At the draw lot area, Kuimu Quan listened to Han Shuangjiang’s words, snorted coldly, as if unwilling to argue with such a young girl as you.
Before leaving, he simply threw out a sentence: "Let’s see the real skills under our hands tomorrow."
Just like that, the series of events at the draw lot area quickly spread throughout the Daoist Sect.
Everyone felt that tomorrow’s East Continent competition would be incomparably exciting.
So many top contenders have surprisingly collided in this round.
Moreover, there was even verbal sparring between them.
"Did you hear? Chu Huaixu drew Geng Tianhe!"
"Really, isn’t that the ultimate showdown between our Daoist Sect sword cultivators and the Sword Sect sword cultivators?"
"Yeah, as long as he eliminates Geng Tianhe, the remaining people from the Sword Sect simply can’t be feared, directly losing the possibility of winning the title!"
"I hope Junior Brother Chu can win. This way, I wonder how those people from the Sword Sect will boast in the future!"
It must be said, the Sword Dao competition between the Daoist Sect and the Sword Sect has been ongoing for a whole thousand years.
This historical issue has had a deep and far-reaching impact from top to bottom.
Whether it’s the higher-ups or the ordinary disciples, it’s all the sa.
Haven’t you noticed that the so-called term Sword Dao conveniently carries one character from each, the Sword Sect and Daoist Sect?
As for Kuimu Quan’s provocative remarks on the stage that day, they certainly triggered the resentnt of the Daoist Sect disciples.
"I hope Junior Sister Han crushes him!"
"I can defeat you too! Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought she, being a woman, could also be so fierce and domineering."
In such a widely anticipated scenario, the second day’s martial arts arena was simply a sea of people.
Many senior brothers and sisters from the Inner Sect had specially co to watch.
The ho-court advantage was thus evident.
This group was there to cheer for Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang!
On the high platform, a host of cultivation masters were already seated.
Teng Lingyi’s face looked sowhat grim.
Because he knew that Luotian Valley might be completely defeated today.
But as a guest, he still had to sit through and watch all the matches.
The following days would be no more than staying in the Daoist Sect to watch the show, watch them flaunt.
Neither i Chuxue nor Situ Cheng was in much better situation.
They never expected this round of drawing lots to be so dramatic.
Sitting together, i Chuxue, still clad in a fiery red dress, asked, "Why haven’t we seen Geng Tianhe?"
"He’s still seizing the ti to ditate in seclusion. He will co when the competition draws near," answered Situ Cheng.
"Oh? Is he going to comprehend the Sword Intent?" The charming woman laughed softly.
"Unlikely." Situ Cheng shook his head.
The Great River Sword Intent holds a rather high rank, belonging to the superior tier of Sword Intents.
This also signifies its difficulty.
Today’s match quickly started, and the first arena match was quite a spectacle.
The two disciples were about equally skilled, and both laid all their cards on the table, paying a huge price for victory.
After all, the rewards for this round of the East Continent competition were exceedingly generous. Advancing one more round made a world of difference.
In the end, the winner was a disciple from the Sword Sect.
This brought a trace of a pleased smile to Situ Cheng’s face.
He felt that this disciple had demonstrated the perseverance and decisiveness of us sword cultivators.
And the next match was Han Shuangjiang against Kuimu Quan.
The Daoist Sect disciples below began to cheer energetically.
"Junior Sister Han! You can do it!"
"Junior Sister Han, show this Spring and Autumn Mountain maniac the might of our Daoist Sect!"
"Our Daoist Sect must win!"
Listening to these words, the Big Ice Cube maintained a cold expression, nodded slightly, and cald herself.
She held the [Zhegu Heaven] and stepped onto the stage.
Chu Huaixu watched from below, without a trace of worry on his face.
So rather outgoing Daoist Sect disciples began to "interview" him.
"Junior Brother Chu, you don’t seem worried for Junior Sister Han at all?"
Chu Huaixu smiled and said, "She’ll definitely win. It’s just a matter of how she’ll win."
"Oh? You’re that confident in Junior Sister Han?"
"Sure, guaranteed," he replied.
On the other side of the stage, Kuimu Quan also took the stage with his sword.
Before the match officially began, Han Shuangjiang customarily clasped her hands in respect and said, "Please enlighten ."
However, the opponent stood still and didn’t move.
The arrogance was apparent.
At once, insults rang from the audience, and so hot-tempered Daoist Sect disciples started cursing.
But Han Shuangjiang remained expressionless, instead thinking the opponent was using mind gas.
"This kind of deanor and posture indeed disrupts one’s emotions," she thought.
Most annoyingly, the opponent attained the Dao through arrogance; the more he behaves like this, the more he builds his own montum!
But if you are affected, lose your head, you might just make a mistake out of anger.
"If he wishes to have a high stance, then let him have it."
"As long as I win in the end, everything will be a joke!" Han Shuangjiang ntally steadied her aura.
She positioned her spirit sword horizontally in front of her and unsheathed it.
As the Zhegu Heaven left its scabbard, everyone nearby suddenly felt the temperature drop a few degrees, bringing a chill.
Kuimu Quan raised his eyebrows and pulled out his longsword.
As the longsword erged, killing intent filled the air!
Those who seek the Dao through killing do not see this as a re competition.
His only goal is to kill you!
Only, with a host of great cultivators protecting, nothing would go wrong.
He saw Kuimu Quan charge forward with his sword. Han Shuangjiang, however, didn’t even try to evade, stepping forward to engage head-on with simplicity.
Sword Qi and Sword Qi interwove, causing blades and shadows to dance across the stage.
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