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As Yuan Chonghuan's voice fell, he floated gracefully to the edge of the Arena.
The sect's White Robe clung tightly to him, appearing quite slender, but the long sword in his hand was anything but weak. The pure white sword light erupted, alerting Gu Lie to a profound sense of danger.
The tip of the sword stood like a rock in turbulent waters, parting the waves, with white spray rising and falling around it.
"I can lose to Lin Qiubai or Zhuang Bifan, but I will never lose to you. Because I am Gu Lie!"
Gu Lie took a deep breath. After being crushed in two matches, he became extremely cautious. He leaped backward, and as he jumped, his arms turned into afterimages, slicing out one hundred and eight strikes in an instant, coalescing into a nine-zhang-nine black giant sword in the void!
The black giant sword blazed with intense flames, dripping fiery liquid that burned deep holes into the Arena!
The temperature surged.
Feeling as if their hair might catch fire, the audience quickly stepped back, their faces filled with shock.
"The strongest of the year’s rankings truly lives up to its name!"
"Blood Blade Gu Lie, if he didn't have some skills, how could he be praised? If it weren't for encountering a monster like Lin Qiubai, he could actually be in the spotlight."
"Yes, Lin Qiubai is too much of a monster. He cannot be measured by common standards."
...
"Hmph!"
Hearing those discussions, Gu Lie's confidence was somewhat restored.
At the peak of the Third Layer of Yuan Dan Realm, he could unleash his fury and slash Zhou Bao; now that his cultivation had reached the fourth layer of Yuan Dan Realm, dealing with Yuan Chonghuan, who was only at the Third Layer of Yuan Dan Realm, was not an issue!
With this thought in mind, Gu Lie's entire body surged with energy as he drove that black sword downward toward the Arena where Yuan Chonghuan stood. Wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch, and a sharp wail echoed like a ghostly howl.
"This child is quite impressive, after all, he is a peak powerhouse of the annual rankings."
The Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion praised Gu Lie, then looked at Yuan Chonghuan with a complex expression.
"Unfortunately, among these seven youths, none are of the same caliber. If Gu Lie truly faces all seven in battle, his martial will might very well collapse."
The Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion was worried and somewhat alarmed.
One must ask, which cohort of new students in the Sacred Sect has ever been so formidable?
In just a short span of ten days, they could overpower the upperclassmen of the Sacred Sect!
Some geniuses can barely contend with lower-ranked upperclassmen when they first enter the Sacred Sect.
But to have new students like Lin Qiubai and Zhuang Bifan who can crush the strongest upperclassman of the annual rankings is truly an unprecedented occurrence!
"I wonder how powerful Yuan Chonghuan is. If he can also defeat Gu Lie, then a prosperous era may very well be upon us..."
The Deputy Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion shifted his gaze back to the arena.
At this moment, Gu Lie's devastating blade technique had already struck before Yuan Chonghuan.
It was mere inches away!
Yuan Chonghuan's long hair and sleeves were being violently whipped by the terrifying Sword Intent.
However, Yuan Chonghuan remained unfazed, pointing his sword forward as an astonishing sword intent erupted instantly.
Yuan Chonghuan's self-created renowned martial art: One Sword Out of Wuxia Gorge!
"Hiss!"
The sound of gasps echoed throughout the arena.
Even Zhuang Bifan leaned slightly forward, extremely focused on this moment.
"Is it a perfect fit for a type of Martial Arts? No, it's self-created Martial Arts!!"
Upon realizing this, Zhuang Bifan was left speechless.
It turns out this is also a freak...
Yuan Chonghuan's sword strike was like a million tons of river water pouring down from the Cliff, cascading for miles.
It resembled the collapse of Mount Tai, with stars in disarray, mountains shaking, and the ocean seemingly about to conjure a tsunami...
The deafening roar left Gu Lie stunned, a deep sense of panic washing over his face...
"What... what kind of sword technique is this?!"
He couldn't believe it, as his peak Martial Arts with one hundred and eight strikes had instantly turned to nothing under Yuan Chonghuan's sword technique, dissipating into thin air...
Afterward, it was obliterated by the River of Jianghe, leaving not a trace behind.
"Ah!"
Gu Lie felt a surge of frustration in his chest and howled to the sky. Was he really going to lose like this?!
"You lost."
With the Longsword sheathed, Yuan Chonghuan retracted his aura completely, as if nothing had happened.
Only the ears of the thousands of spectators experienced an auditory illusion; that earth-shattering sound still echoed...
"Truly formidable."
Looking at the stunning Swordsman standing proudly in the Arena.
Thousands of spectators were unable to calm down for a long time.
So far, three members of The Seven Trouble Makers have been able to overpower Gu Lie!
Could there be more?
How many more could there be?
Could it be that all of The Seven Trouble Makers can defeat Gu Lie?
Once this thought emerged, it spread wildly and uncontrollably.
The crowd collectively shifted their gaze to Xia Qing, Tang Fengxue, Luan Ying, and Ye Hui, the four troublemakers.
Indeed, the four of them looked confident and calmly regarded Gu Lie, as if they truly did not see him as a significant opponent.
"I heard that their strength comes from Lin Qiubai providing a large amount of Autumn Water Intent Stone Milk, which has made each troublemaker's mastery in the Realm quite terrifying!"
"I also heard that their cultivation far exceeds their peers because Lin Qiubai earned a huge amount of Cloud Energy, allowing the seven troublemakers to endure rigorous training for thirty-six hours on the seventh level of Qin Huang Heavenly Palace!"
The audience's attention fell on Lin Qiubai, the leader of The Seven Trouble Makers, with eyes filled with envy.
"If only I had such a friend!"
"I wonder if Lin Qiubai has any interest in men? I would gladly submit in exchange for a bit of Fortune."
...
"Sigh."
Gu Lie felt extremely frustrated as he stood at the edge of the Arena, feeling dejected.
Just moments ago, he had said he would never lose to Yuan Chonghuan, but in the blink of an eye, he had been defeated...
The speed of this slap in the face caught him completely off guard.
He came to confront these seven troublemakers, so why did the situation turn out like this?!
Who is really confronting whom?
First, he was knocked away by Lin Qiubai's gunshot, then terrified into a pale face by Zhuang Bifan's Azure Blood Python. Now, Yuan Chonghuan's sword has left him with no room for resistance.
How could he be this strong right after joining the Holy Sect?
Gu Lie felt despair.
His heart ached, painfully enough that he could hardly breathe!
...
"How is my combat power?"
After the duel ended.
Yuan Chonghuan saw that Gu Lie had lost the will to fight and swiftly moved to Lin Qiubai's side, eagerly asking for guidance.
"Not bad."
Lin Qiubai nodded.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Chonghuan smiled lightly, shifted his body, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Qiubai, redirecting his gaze back to the Arena.
Next, there are four more battles with little suspense.
First, a moment of silence for Gu Lie...
"Are your four targets also to defeat me?"
Gu Lie felt frustrated as he looked at the remaining four opponents, angrily asking the way. Seeing them nod with grim expressions only fueled his determination.
"Come on! I, Gu Lie, may be defeated, but I will never back down. If I lose today, I will train a hundredfold, tenfold, and fight in the wilderness, engage in life-and-death battles outside the city. One day, I will regain my dignity!"
Gu Lie raised his sword to the sky and roared. Despite suffering defeat after defeat, he showed no signs of despair; instead, his fighting spirit soared.
"Gu Lie, you are truly impressive."
The Martial Arts Pavilion Master couldn't help but nod. Gu Lie's talent was already top-tier among the Saint Sect Disciples, and what was even more valuable was his indomitable martial will.
If fortune favored him enough, his future achievements would surely be remarkable!
"You are a worthy opponent."
Luan Ying landed in the arena, her gaze filled with admiration.
"Hmph, don't flatter me. Only the strong deserve respect. The weak only deserve pity. There is only one battle!"
Gu Lie's face was resolute as he tightened his grip on his Tang Dao, his eyes brimming with fighting intent.
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