Chapter 3729 Shocked the Audience

On the viewing platform, as the competition progressed, many Old Men had their eyes slightly closed, feeling drowsy.

Those who could represent the Three Sects, Five Factions, and Seven Great Families and sit here had to be at least at the Immortal Venerable Realm, and it was extremely difficult to impress them.

Having reached their Realm, they had seen far too many Geniuses.

But the moment Leng Qingqiu unleashed that sword strike, these individuals instantly widened their eyes, revealing expressions of disbelief.

Fairy Chixia sat there, her face originally cold, now showed a joyful expression.

"What an outstanding Little girl, what powerful Sword Intent, what a piece of unpolished jade that can be sculpted!"

Words of praise flowed out continuously, "This Little girl has been chosen by my Bixia Sect; none of you are to snatch her."

The Old Men behind her, who had been excited, were preempted by her before they could even speak, and each of them showed a disgruntled expression.

But there was nothing they could do; the Bixia Sect was one of the Three Sects, with formidable strength.

Although Fairy Chixia was a woman, her style was quite forceful, her temper fiery, and she always meant what she said.

It was precisely because of this that many people dared not provoke her, and thus dismissed the idea.

However, some people were not afraid of Fairy Chixia, such as Ouyang Pingjiang, who was beside her.

"Elder Chixia, this Little girl has an extraordinary bone structure and is truly a talent to be cultivated. My Guiyuan Sect has also taken an interest in her.

I am willing to accept her as my Personal Disciple, and I believe that once she comes to my Guiyuan Sect, she will surely achieve the peerless Dao of the Sword."

The others were all surprised; one should know that Ouyang Pingjiang was the Grand Elder of the Guiyuan Sect, his status second only to the Sect Master.

To become his Personal Disciple was the dream of countless Immortals, and they had not expected him to actively propose taking a Disciple today.

Fairy Chixia, however, was not impressed: "Old Man, what do you mean by that? Are you implying that my Bixia Sect cannot cultivate good Disciples?"

Ouyang Pingjiang did not back down: "I mean nothing; I just want to take this Little girl as my Disciple."

"Alright, you two, stop arguing."

Wu Huo Daojun quickly stopped the two of them, "Before the Top 100 Competition ends, it's not the time to discuss taking Disciples. Let's talk about it then."

Speaking of which, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Perhaps by then, this Little girl might even want to willingly become my Disciple."

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding people were once again greatly astonished.

To be simultaneously favored by the Three Great Elders of the Three Sects was an unprecedented event. However, considering the astonishing sword strike Leng Qingqiu had just displayed, she truly deserved such treatment.

Genius Disciples were not uncommon, but such Prodigies were extremely rare.

These Old Men were all amazed, and the shock in the hearts of those on the arena stage was imaginable.

Originally, they held a侥幸 mentality, hoping to crush the Lingyun Sword Sect and seize the spot promised by the Zhao Family.

Each of them was eager and full of fervor.

But Leng Qingqiu's sword strike, swift as cold water poured over them, quickly calmed them down.

Putting everything else aside, that single sword strike was enough to kill all of them. What was the point of fighting?

The spot was good, but one had to be alive to claim it.

Leng Qingqiu held her sword, emanating an overwhelming coldness: "Those who dare to cross this line shall die!"

As soon as she spoke, the people from the Eight Great Sects not only dared not advance but instead retreated in fear.

Clearly, they were truly afraid, and no one dared to take another step.

At the same time, a wave of despondency washed over them. With such a powerful individual, the strength of the Lingyun Sword Sect was thousands of times stronger than imagined.

They had originally hoped to claim the remaining spot, but now it seemed like a complete pipe dream.

Just as they were filled with despair, Ye Bufan walked out, beaming.

"Everyone, please step aside for now. After we drive the Zhao Family off the stage, we can discuss the remaining spots."

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding crowd came back to their senses, and the scene instantly erupted in an uproar.

"Is this Young man crazy? He actually thinks he can drive the Zhao Family off the stage? How is that possible?"

"Indeed, it's simply ignorance is bliss. Does he think he can defeat the Zhao Family with just one strong person?"

"Regardless of their strength, how could a small Lingyun Sword Sect provoke the Zhao Family? This guy is simply courting death!"

No wonder these people were so shocked. According to normal human thinking, no matter how powerful the Lingyun Sword Sect was, at most they would just take the remaining spot, not directly confront the Zhao Family.

The previous eight groups of matches were all like this; even between two seeded teams, there would be no direct conflict.

That would damage their own strength and, secondly, provoke the Family behind them.

But the Young man in front of them clearly subverted their understanding, actually pointing the finger directly at the Zhao Family.

If it were a powerful Sect, it would be understandable, but the key was a minor, low-ranking Sect from a small place, whose name they had not even heard before.

On the viewing platform, Zhao Qinglian, the Grand Elder of the Zhao Family, suddenly widened his eyes. The Zhao Family, no matter what, was one of the Seven Great Families, and they had never been targeted like this for so many years.

"Boy, I really don't know who gave you the courage. Do you think you can be arrogant in front of my Zhao Family just because you have a master?"

At this moment, Zhao Xingyun recovered from his shock, clearly not expecting such a formidable expert to be hidden beside Ye Bufan.

However, he didn't take it too seriously. From what he had just seen, Leng Qingqiu's strength lay only in her sword techniques, but in terms of Cultivation, she was only at Immortal King Peak, still a big Rank lower than himself, an Immortal Lord.

Even if the other party could contend with him, what about the remaining people? Their strength difference was too great.

He took a step forward, pointing the treasured sword in his hand directly at Ye Bufan.

"Boy, if you have the guts, come out and fight me!"

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled slightly, waving his hand behind him, and lightly uttered two words, "Chop him!"

As soon as his voice fell, the Lvxian Sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand instantly surged with Killing Intent, and a sharp sword light fiercely slashed out.

"Shameless!"

Seeing that Ye Bufan dared not fight him and instead let this woman act, Zhao Xingyun cursed inwardly.

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But facing the long sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand, he dared not be careless in the slightest. His Immortal Venerable strength suddenly erupted, and the long sword in his hand rolled up a sword light tens of feet long to meet it.

According to his thoughts, although his Dao of the Sword attainment was far inferior to the opponent's, his Cultivation was formidable, and he was, after all, an Immortal Lord; at least he wouldn't lose.

At the same time, he issued an order to the several Zhao Family Disciples behind him: "Attack together and kill that boy…"

According to his plan, he would first stall Leng Qingqiu, and then have his subordinates seize the opportunity to kill Ye Bufan.

At that time, the opponent would surely be distracted, and he would be able to find an opportunity to defeat this woman.

But what he never expected was that just as he finished speaking, a tearing pain came from his mind.

"Not good, it's actually a Divine Sense Cultivation Technique!"

Zhao Xingyun was scared out of his wits. He didn't know that this Divine Sense Blade was unleashed by Ye Bufan, thinking it was Leng Qingqiu's doing.

But no matter where it came from, at this moment, he had already lost the ability to resist. His Mental Energy was scattered, and the long sword in his hand also slowed down by a few points.

The time was very short, but when he came back to his senses, Leng Qingqiu's sword light had already flashed past him, and his entire body was split into two halves.