Chapter 3770: Arrogant Li Qianying

Originally, Situ Dianmo's current strength had reached the Immortal Lord Late Stage, which was enough to overpower Han Junchi, who was at the Immortal Lord Early Stage.

However, before she went on stage, Ye Bufan had instructed her that Jin Meier and Xuan Yuan Linglong had already performed too outstandingly, so she had to keep a low profile and not expose all her trump cards to others.

Therefore, from the beginning, she had deliberately suppressed her cultivation, fighting only with the strength of an Immortal Lord Early Stage.

The two fought inextricably, and it was only after a full hour that she narrowly won with a single move, knocking her opponent off the stage.

After her victory, the crowd below the stage began to whisper and discuss again.

"Oh my god, the people from Lingyun Sword Sect won again…"

"Yes, this Sect is really too strange. Now, besides the Three Sects, Five Factions, Seven Great Families, it seems there's only Lingyun Sword Sect left…"

"Three people entered, and all three won. This record is too amazing. Is this really a small Sect?"

Although Ye Bufan had been deliberately keeping a low profile, some things could not be hidden.

From the group stage until now, none of the five Disciples from Lingyun Sword Sect who participated had lost, which truly created no small miracle.

Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, the fourth match began.

As soon as the ten participating Disciples ascended the stage, two stunningly beautiful women immediately attracted everyone's attention.

One was Leng Qingqiu, who stood there like an unsheathed peerless divine weapon, making people dare not look directly at her.

And on the stage next to her was Aoyue Fairy of Bixia Sect. This woman was equally cold and aloof.

Her jaw was slightly raised, and her exquisite face showed no ripple, as if no one in the world could catch her eye.

The two stood there, neither speaking nor making any unnecessary movements, but for some reason, people couldn't help but compare them.

However, upon closer inspection, there was still a huge gap in their respective strengths.

Aoyue Fairy, as a Genius of Bixia Sect, had a strength of at least Immortal Lord Late Stage.

While Leng Qingqiu, despite her astonishing Dao of the Sword mastery, only had a cultivation of Immortal King Peak.

As the match began, this gap became even more apparent.

Aoyue Fairy's opponent was Chu Feng from the Chu Family, a powerful expert at the Immortal Lord Middle Stage, but he only lasted one move against her before being knocked off the stage.

On the other side of Leng Qingqiu was a thin woman, not as stunningly beautiful as her, but her appearance was passable. She was Li Qianying from the Shadow Sword, also at the Immortal Lord Middle Stage cultivation.

As the competition progressed, the remaining individuals became stronger and stronger, with basically no weaklings.

"I admit your Dao of the Sword mastery is very strong, but your cultivation is too weak. Go back and Cultivate for a few years, then come back. You are not my opponent."

Li Qianying spoke with immense arrogance. No matter how stunning Leng Qingqiu had been before, she ultimately could not compare to her Immortal Lord Middle Stage strength.

"Attack!"

Leng Qingqiu had no superfluous words; she merely uttered two faint words, then extended her hand and drew out Lvxian Sword.

The First Sword Immortal's Dao of the Sword mastery, the first key principle, was to advance bravely. No matter how powerful the opponent, one must dare to draw their sword.

If one did not even have the courage to draw their sword, they were simply not worthy of being a Sword Immortal.

"You're truly stubborn. Then let's see if you have the right to draw your sword in front of me."

Li Qianying's lips curled into a disdainful smirk, and the Aura of an Immortal Lord Middle Stage expert suddenly erupted, pressing down like an avalanche.

When cultivation reached the Immortal Lord Realm, there was still a significant difference compared to an Immortal King. The most obvious difference was in the pressure, which now resembled a Domain.

Under this kind of pressure, the opponent's strength would be greatly suppressed. If the cultivation was too low, they might even vomit blood and die on the spot.

Although Leng Qingqiu had drawn Lvxian Sword, at this moment, the sword in her hand felt like a massive mountain pressing down, heavy as ten thousand tons, requiring immense effort to lift it even slightly.

"Hahaha, do you see? In front of me, you don't even have the right to draw your sword."

Li Qianying let out a cold laugh, unrestrained and extremely arrogant.

Although Leng Qingqiu had previously defeated an Immortal Lord Early Stage expert with her superb Dao of the Sword mastery, what did that matter? In front of a Middle Stage expert, she was still like an ant.

She did not directly attack to defeat her opponent; she wanted to use her imposing presence to make the opponent bow down voluntarily, which would be the greatest humiliation.

She even wanted to plant a seed of humiliation in the opponent's heart, preventing their future cultivation from advancing even half a step.

The crowd below also shook their heads. Although this cold woman had shown amazing performance before, the gap in strength was simply too vast.

At the Immortal Lord Realm, there was a world of difference between Middle Stage and Early Stage, let alone a mere Immortal King. In front of such a powerful expert, she didn't even have the right to draw her sword.

"Give up. This gap is too big. Bowing down and admitting defeat is the truth…"

"Yes, in front of an Immortal Lord Middle Stage, how can a mere Immortal King have the right to advance…"

"It's over. It seems this woman will be Lingyun Sword Sect's first Disciple to lose…"

On the viewing platform, Ouyang Pingjiang said, "This Little girl doesn't seem to be hiding her strength. She really is an Immortal King Peak."

Wu Huo Daojun nodded slightly, "That's right. With such a huge disparity in strength, it seems there's no suspense."

Fairy Chixia snorted coldly, "So what? This Little girl just hasn't met a good teacher or had good Cultivation resources.

If she were to join my Bixia Sect, I guarantee she would shine brightly in the next Hundred Sects Hegemony Battle."

Ouyang Pingjiang and Wu Huo Daojun both smiled slightly. Neither spoke, but they also had not given up on Leng Qingqiu.

What they valued was her Dao of the Sword talent and her comprehension of the Dao of the Sword, which had little to do with the level of her cultivation.

At this moment, Leng Qingqiu's expression was solemn. She was deaf to the surrounding discussions, her entire mind immersed in Lvxian Sword.

It was no exaggeration to say that now her person was the sword, and the sword was her person, completely immersed in the Realm of human-sword unity.

Although she faced an incredibly powerful opponent, she showed no sign of yielding.

The Immortal Essence within her body circulated frantically. With both hands gripping Lvxian Sword, she lifted it upwards inch by inch.

"Still not yielding? It seems I need to add more fuel to the fire."

Li Qianying's smile became even more mocking, and the Aura around her intensified by another three points.

With this, the difficulty for Leng Qingqiu to draw her sword increased by an immeasurable amount.

At this moment, her hands holding the sword began to tremble. Not to mention lifting it further, even just holding onto it became extremely difficult.

"I will not surrender!"

Leng Qingqiu's voice was very low, almost inaudible, resonating only within her own mind.

However, the Immortal Lord's pressure was simply too strong, and she, being at the forefront, simply couldn't bear it.

Her hands trembled more and more violently, and finally, her right knee buckled, causing her to kneel on one knee on the stage.

The crowd below was first startled, then shook their heads. The disparity in strength was truly too great. The opponent didn't even need to make a move; just by relying on this pressure, she made her opponent unable to stand.

But even so, Leng Qingqiu's hands still gripped Lvxian Sword, its tip pointing forward, showing no sign of giving up.

"Hahaha, you're already kneeling, and you still won't yield?"

Li Qianying let out a burst of arrogant laughter, then took a step forward. Although it was only one step closer, the pressure Leng Qingqiu endured increased by countless times. A trickle of crimson blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto the ground at her feet.