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Not long after, Song Yu and Nai He returned to Longhu Fairy Mountain together.

The Longhu Fairy Mountain towers into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and mist, and is as beautiful as a fairyland.

There are pavilions and towers scattered on the mountain, exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, and rare birds and animals appear from time to time.

Just as Song Yu stepped into the mountain gate, Nai He, who had been following him, suddenly spoke up and reminded him, "Master, I can sense that the Sun Wenwu who just received the Azure Lotus Sword is a powerful person with unfathomable strength. His cultivation is at the early stage of the Saint!"

In fact, with his abilities and strength, he was fully capable of resisting, but for some reason, he chose to deliberately endure and did not make any move of resistance.

"This person hides his true intentions to a depth that is beyond imagination. Even though I tried every means to provoke him and induce him to fight back against me, what is unexpected is that he actually restrained his inner impulse!"

However, his heart was full of doubts and confusions. As soon as he returned to Longhu Fairy Mountain, he began to use the art of secret sound transmission to communicate with Song Yu.

"Master, this is so strange."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and responded: "Oh? Really?"

Naihe continued to add: "That's right, for a saint, face is more important than anything else, but he seems... seems to have thrown his face and dignity behind him!!"

Song Yu nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood the situation, but from his expression, it seemed that he did not take the matter too seriously.

But seeing this, there was nothing more to say.

Song Yu replied calmly: "Well, maybe, but now is not the time to dwell on this."

While the two were talking, the competition in Taichung had already come to an end!

After a fierce competition, the top 13 contestants were finally selected. Next, the more crucial top 10 selection will come.

You know, as long as you can successfully rank among the top ten, everyone will receive unique and generous rewards.

Just as the leader of Wangchuan Sect said before, the number one Nine Heavens Magic Ring is a rare treasure, and its preciousness is enough to trigger a crazy scramble among people.

Even Song Yu was unwilling to miss such a treasure!

At this moment, the leader of Wangchuan Sect announced loudly: "Everyone, in order to ensure the fairness of this competition, we have decided to adopt the arena master mode for the final stage of the top ten selection. So, which disciple is willing to take the stage first to accept the challenge?"

"Of course, you don't have to worry about who will suffer the loss of whoever goes up first. I will use my great magic power to repair your lost spiritual energy. The loser will become the new ring master."

"Let me do it."

Li Yijian smiled faintly and jumped onto the stage.

"it is good."

The leader of Wangchuan Sect nodded gently, "Whoever wants to challenge, come to the ring directly!"

"I come!"

Chen Changsheng had been eliminated before. None of those who could rank among the top thirteen were ordinary people. To get to this point, one could not rely solely on luck.

Luck is only a part of strength, which doesn't mean anything.

"Junior Brother Li, I will not show mercy!"

Li Xiaofang smiled faintly, jumped up, and landed on the stage!

"Junior Brother Li, please!"

Li Xiaofang smiled and looked at Li Yijian in front of him with a calm expression, "Junior brother, maybe you should stop here!"

"That's not necessarily true, Senior Sister."

Li Yijian looked at Li Xiaofang seriously, then easily summoned his magic sword.

"Guiyuan Heavenly Killing Sword!"

Li Yijian's eyes became extremely sharp in an instant, and the sword intent around him almost condensed into substance!

"cut!!"

Li Yijian said angrily, and the sword intent transformed from the spiritual energy in his body burst out with a strong and terrifying aura in an instant!

"Brother, although this sword is powerful, it is still no match for me."

Li Xiaofang laughed loudly, and pushed slightly with the energy in his palm. The Guiyuan Tiansha Sword was instantly defeated and transformed into a faint spiritual energy that escaped.

"Brother, come again!"

Li Yijian reacted quickly and immediately dodged. If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been bounced back, and once he was bounced back, it would definitely not be a pleasant experience.

"Haha, Junior Brother, I'm afraid you're not that good at this."

Li Xiaofang laughed loudly, and the spiritual energy in her body instantly swept away, "Junior brother, then I hope you can bear it next."

Swish!

Almost in an instant, Li Xiaofang disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, her legs suddenly clamped Li Yijian's neck tightly!

"not good!"

Li Yijian suddenly panicked and his neck was grabbed. He wanted to resist, but it was too late.

He is not Song Yu and cannot break free quickly!

"Damn, what a powerful leg!"

Li Yijian was horrified and panicked. Just when he was about to resist, he was thrown off the ring by an eight-petal throw!

"..."

Li Yijian was knocked dizzy and dazed from the fall. When he came to his senses, he found that he had already lost.

"Senior sister is really amazing. I admire you very much."

Li Yijian clasped his hands slightly, turned around and disappeared here.

Although he lost, there were still elders who took a fancy to him and were willing to accept him as a disciple, so he said he would consider it.

After Li Yijian left, several core disciples ran up. Without exception, these core disciples were no match for her and were defeated one after another.

In the end, it was Wang Xuan who came on the court and Li Xiaofang was defeated.

Wang Xuan was very powerful, and soon he won four consecutive victories. Even ordinary disciples were no match for him.

"Master, why don't you go up and practice with him?"

Naihe glanced at Wang Xuan and turned his head to speak.

"Practice with him?"

He glanced at Wang Xuan on the stage. After each victory of Wang Xuan, the leader of Wangchuan Sect would use his own magical powers to restore Wang Xuan to his peak state.

As a crazy cultivator, Wang Xuan's overall strength will be improved to a certain extent after each battle.

I'm afraid if he continues to play like this, he can probably rank around the top three!

"Ah."

"Let me do it."

Song Yu nodded, stepped forward alone, and all the magic power in his body quickly gathered in front of him!

"Brother Wang Xuan, I just wanted to spar with you. I think this is a very good day!"

Song Yu smiled, and his body instantly turned into a shadow. The next moment, he appeared on the stage.

"Brother Wang Xuan, do you want to fight?!"

Song Yu laughed loudly and summoned the Sword of Oblivion. He held the hilt tightly with both hands, raised it with force, and shouted, "Long River of Oblivion!"

Swish!

With a flash of sword light, an unstoppable blow came down heavily!

boom!

The forces of both sides collided at this moment. Wang Xuan did not dare to be careless. A huge mysterious light suddenly appeared in his chest to resist Song Yu's sword energy!

"Brother Wang Xuan, are you ready?"

Song Yu suddenly laughed loudly, "Wangchuan clone!"

The clone he mentioned only refers to sword moves, but the Sword of Wangchuan instantly split into countless afterimages, and each afterimage had one third of the power of the original body, and was incomparably sharp, and smashed towards Wang Xuan from different directions, forcing Wang Xuan to respond urgently.

Bang bang bang!

The power in Wang Xuan's body instantly produced different collisions, and the two forces mixed together, and suddenly there was a destruction at this moment. The horrific aftermath of the battle suddenly caused the arena to be torn into pieces.

"Junior Brother Song, you are indeed very powerful."

Wang Xuan's eyes flashed with admiration, "But Junior Brother Song, if you only have this much strength, I'm afraid you really can't be my opponent."

Hearing Wang Xuan's ridicule, Song Yu was unmoved.

"Brother Wang, so what?"

Song Yu smiled indifferently, and the power flowing in his palm burst out in an instant!

"The long river of Oblivion, the endless sea!!"

With the help of the sword in his hand, he gently made a sword flower, and saw an endless sea appear in an instant!

“Complete coverage!!”

Song Yu waved his hand suddenly, and an entire endless sea completely covered the entire arena!

"Junior Brother Song, let's decide the winner in one move!"

"The divine tiger is coming down the mountain!"

Following a roar, an extremely huge, mighty and majestic shadow of a divine tiger suddenly appeared behind Wang Xuan!

The phantom was lifelike, as if it had life. It opened its bloody mouth and roared. The sound was deafening and echoed through the sky. It was like a real god descending to the earth. It was majestic and terrifying!

At this moment, an incomparable powerful pressure surged in all directions like an overwhelming tidal wave.

The originally noisy crowd below the ring suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared at the astonishing scene in front of them with their mouths wide open, completely stunned and unable to move.

They never imagined that Wang Xuan's full-strength attack would have such terrifying power. It was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Wang Xuan looked at Song Yu opposite him with confidence and said loudly: "Junior Brother Song, this is my strongest attack. If you can take it, I will admit defeat."

He knew very well the power of this move of his. Although it was not as earth-shattering as the legendary White Tiger God of War inheritance, it was also something he learned from his senior brother with great difficulty, and was carefully adapted from the White Tiger God of War technique.

So far, this is only the second time he has used it.

Facing Wang Xuan's fierce attack, Song Yu did not show any fear. Instead, he nodded and said, "Okay, okay!"

This was the first time in his life that he felt such tremendous pressure, but this unprecedented challenge did not scare him. Instead, it aroused a strong fighting spirit and excitement deep in his heart.

Song Yu held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and shouted: "Bless me with the power of the five elements, and break the Wangchuan Immortal Sword for me!"

Before he finished speaking, the mana in his body surged like a flood, and in the blink of an eye, it all gathered on the long sword in his hand. In an instant, the sword light flashed, the sword energy crisscrossed, and the whole space seemed to tremble slightly because of this powerful force.