Chapter 3769: The Powerful Eastern Dao Yuan

As the Tiandao Sect's top martial Dao Genius, coupled with his handsome appearance, Dongfang Daoyuan still had extremely high popularity despite wearing a Daoist robe.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, the entire venue erupted in cheers, especially some female Immortals who continuously screamed wildly for him. The scene was much like a fangirl on Earth seeing her idol.

Standing opposite him was Qi Boyu, a Core Disciple of the Qi Family. He was originally handsome and from a prestigious family, but in the Aura of Dongfang Daoyuan, he instantly dimmed considerably.

Ye Bufan, however, did not pay attention to these two. His gaze was directed at the adjacent arena, where Xuan Yuan Linglong was facing Yan Yunyi of the Yan Family.

Yan Yunyi was tall and thin, also a Core Disciple of the Yan Family, and had reached the Immortal Lord Early Stage at just eight hundred years old.

This fellow was originally a very dissolute person. In the previous few matches, seeing Xuan Yuan Linglong's unparalleled beauty and ethereal Immortal Qi, he had long been drooling.

Especially the transcendent and refined Aura emanating from her Nine Heavens Lotus Embryo Body made him even more infatuated.

He had originally planned to wait until after the Hundred Champions Competition to confess his feelings, but he didn't expect to meet her on the same stage so soon.

He broke into a brilliant smile, clasped his hands behind his back, and struck an extremely handsome pose.

"Fairy Xuanyuan, it seems we truly are fated.

Ever since I first saw Fairy during the group stage, I have been captivated. I wonder if you would be willing to be my Dao Companion.

As long as Fairy nods, I will immediately have you join my Yan Family, where you can enjoy the best Cultivation resources and leave a third-rate Sect like Lingyun Sword Sect.

Although your Cultivation is a bit low now, I can guarantee that once you enter the Yan Family, you can step into the ranks of an Immortal Lord within just a hundred years."

According to past experience, these two conditions were extremely tempting for female Immortals from smaller Sects. As long as he extended an olive branch, the other party would surely throw themselves into his embrace.

This time was no different. Immediately after he finished speaking, Xuan Yuan Linglong broke into a brilliant smile and then lunged into his arms.

"Is it that easy?"

Seeing the beauty in his arms, Yan Yunyi was overjoyed. He raised his arms, intending to embrace her.

But before he could even reach out, a violent surge of Qi swept towards him like a raging storm, instantly sending him flying off the stage.

"Pfft!"

Yan Yunyi spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with shock.

He had been so focused on the matter of a Dual Cultivation Dao Companion that he completely forgot to consider the other party's Cultivation.

He had thought that the woman in front of him was from Dile Heaven, at most an Immortal King Peak, and would pose no threat to him whatsoever, but he never expected her to be so powerful.

Even after being knocked off the stage, he still hadn't figured out the true extent of her strength.

The crowd below the stage was also in the same state. Everyone saw the lust-struck Yan Yunyi, but no one saw how Xuan Yuan Linglong made her move, much less guess her strength.

But no matter what, the fact was laid bare: a single move secured victory and ended this arena match.

"Damn it!"

Above the viewing platform, Yan Chengu, the Grand Elder of the Yan Family, had fire in his eyes from anger.

In his opinion, Yan Yunyi was completely blinded by lust, which led to such a crushing defeat.

Regardless of the reason, the outcome was decided. Wu Huo Daojun directly announced Xuan Yuan Linglong as the winner.

The speed was truly too fast. The other four matches hadn't even begun, but this one had already concluded.

Qi Boyu paid no attention to the other arenas. His attention was entirely on Dongfang Daoyuan at this moment.

There was no other way; the other party's strength was too great. Standing there with a serene demeanor, he still brought boundless pressure upon him.

"Brother Dongfang, I'll make the first move!"

Qi Boyu truly couldn't bear the other party's Aura anymore. If he dragged it on any longer, he might just surrender directly.

After speaking, he swiftly drew his long sword, and the sword light, like a Dragon, thrust straight forward.

He was very clear that his strength was far inferior to Dongfang Daoyuan's, so he held nothing back.

The power of this sword was astonishing; even space continuously emitted the sound of being torn apart.

The sword light was sharp, flashing past Dongfang Daoyuan's chest. Before people could even exclaim, they saw the light dissipate, striking only an afterimage.

At this moment, the real Dongfang Daoyuan had already appeared three zhang away, a faint smile on his face, looking free and unconstrained.

Fast, it was truly too fast. This movement technique was so fast it exceeded the range of human eyesight.

Qi Boyu had long anticipated this. He didn't even dare to imagine that his single sword strike could injure the Tiandao Sect's top Genius.

So, when his first sword missed, he didn't stop at all, turning his hand and striking out with another sword.

The sword light flashed, its Aura pressing, but it was still futile, not even touching an afterimage.

His attacking speed became faster and faster, thrusting out over a hundred swords in what seemed like an instant.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Daoyuan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking leisurely and at ease. Although he was only dodging, he moved as if strolling through a garden, showing no trace of panic.

"Thirteen Dragon Slaying Swords!" Qi Boyu roared, and the sword light from the long sword in his hand suddenly surged, turning into a sky full of sword rain dozens of zhang long, covering the entire arena.

This was his ultimate trump card. Under such dense attacks, no one could hide, and even the fastest movement technique would be useless unless one left the arena entirely.

The crowd watching below widened their eyes, held their breath, and stared intently at everything on the stage.

Suddenly, the sword light dissipated, and figures appeared. Qi Boyu's long sword pointed directly at Dongfang Daoyuan's face, but it stopped there, firmly clamped between two fingers, unable to advance another half-inch.

"Brother Dongfang, I surrender!"

Qi Boyu was also not one to procrastinate. He had already used his ultimate trump card, yet he couldn't even touch a single hair on the other person. In this situation, persisting would be foolish.

"Thank you, Brother Dongfang, for showing mercy!"

He cupped his hands and bowed.

"Junior Brother Qi, you are too kind!"

Dongfang Daoyuan smiled faintly and returned the bow.

Everyone could see that he probably hadn't even used one percent of his strength.

First, he dodged, and then he simply clamped the opponent's treasured sword. This demeanor alone impressed countless people.

Most importantly, as the competition progressed, no one could discern the true extent of his strength; he was completely unfathomable.

Qi Boyu turned and jumped off the stage. Wu Huo Daojun announced the result of this match: Dongfang Daoyuan was victorious.

Not long after, the remaining three matches also concluded, entering the third round.

As the competition began, ten participating Disciples ascended the stage, with two matches being the most eye-catching.

One was Guiyuan Sect's Core Disciple Xifeng Lie against Wei Qingshu of the Wei Family, and the other was the valiant Situ Dianmo against Han Junchi of the Han Family.

As a Genius Disciple of the Three Great Sects, Xifeng Lie's momentum might not have matched Dongfang Daoyuan's, but his strength was absolutely formidable.

Some said he was an Immortal Lord Late Stage, and some even speculated he had reached Immortal Lord Peak, but since he hadn't made a move for many years, no one knew his true Cultivation.

Wei Qingshu was a Disciple on whom the Wei Family placed great hopes. His Cultivation improvement speed in recent years had been astonishing, and he had now reached Immortal Lord Middle Stage.

Before stepping onto the stage, he was ambitious, wanting to challenge this Genius from the Guiyuan Sect, but he was knocked off the stage in just one move.

There was no other way; his strength still had a huge gap compared to Xifeng Lie's.

Their match had already ended, while Situ Dianmo's side had just begun.