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When they heard the start, both sides rushed towards each other at the same time. It could be seen that Wang Ge's speed was faster than Lin Ji's.

They engaged in combat in an instant, and a sword shadow enveloped the two of them. The surrounding cultivators saw white light flashing on their bodies.

Although Wang Ge was faster, every attack was easily blocked by Lin Ji. Faced with this situation, Wang Ge squeezed his body to speed up and try to find a breakthrough.

Lin Ji felt that Wang Ge's attack was more fierce and began to take it seriously.

"So strong, your swordsmanship is even better than mine. I wonder how you learned it at this age?"

Wang Ge became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He originally thought that the two should be evenly matched, but he didn't expect that there was such a big gap in their swordsmanship. Every time he attacked, the other side would see through it and defend in advance.

"It seems that this is his limit. The replica is giving me more pressure."

Thinking of this, Lin Ji, who had been on the defensive, began to attack.

Facing Lin Ji's attack, Wang Ge felt the pressure suddenly increase and could only passively defend and retreat step by step.

"Brother Ye, Lin Ji's talent in swordsmanship is too terrifying! I'm sure he has mastered a sword move."

"No, no, Lin Ji's cultivation talent is only average among the new batch of disciples of Xuantian Sect."

Hearing Li Zonglou's surprised tone, Ye Xun remained calm and modest, but he was very happy in his heart.

As he was speaking, a deep bloody scratch was made on Wang Ge's arm. If Lin Ji had not shown mercy, the arm would have been gone.

The slight sound of blood dripping onto the ring was instantly drowned out by the sound of weapons colliding.

Wang Ge knew he was no match for his opponent so he quickly retreated. After suffering another sword mark on his left leg, he successfully left Lin Ji's vicinity.

"Which Jindan Zhenren has trained this Lin Ji since he was a child? Not only is his swordsmanship strong, his combat awareness is also ridiculously exaggerated. Although those two swords only scratched Wang Ge, Lin Ji could have directly cut off Wang Ge's hands and feet if he wanted to."

"I can only be sure that he was not trained since childhood. I don't know anything else. I can only say that geniuses are like this."

Ye Xun couldn't give much answer to Li Zonglou's words, and could only attribute it to Lin Ji's extraordinary talent.

Under the ring, Luo Youran clenched his hands, somewhat afraid of Lin Ji's strength.

"I must find a way to improve myself. According to Lin Ji's current strength, I can't help him at all with my only ability to escape. Moreover, he is too talented and will surpass me by a long way. By then, I will only have my soul contract completely controlled by his value. I can't let this go on."

Wang Ge on the stage had already retreated 100 meters. If the arena was not only 200 meters long and wide, he would have wanted to retreat further. After all, 100 meters was too close for a cultivator.

Lin Ji had no intention of chasing quickly, but just walked slowly towards Wang Ge. He wanted to see the sword power: the power of sword energy.

Seeing Lin Ji's attitude, no matter how good Wang Ge's attitude was, he became angry. He thought Lin Ji was too contemptuous.

"This scene seems to be something I just saw..."

"It's really similar."

Listening to the words of the casual practitioners around him, Chen Zhen looked at the stage awkwardly and was too embarrassed to speak.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Wang Ge stood with a sword in his hand. The sword contained golden light and swept towards Lin Ji.

A huge golden sword energy came.

Lin Ji also released a sword energy, but it was far inferior to Wang Ge's.

The golden sword energy instantly crushed Lin Ji's sword energy and went straight towards him.

"Is this the sword power: sword energy? Compared to mine, his sword energy is more condensed and tougher, and it can even automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to strengthen itself."

Looking at the sword energy right in front of him, Lin Ji did not panic, and the breeze in his hand began to emit a faint fluorescence.

A crescent moon appeared on the stage, and the golden sword energy was cut off in front of Lin Ji, split into two halves and continued to fly backwards.

Boom! Two deep pits appeared behind Lin Ji, causing everyone to exclaim and discuss.

"It was cut off. What kind of move was that?"

"I think it's also sword energy, but I don't know which kind."

Wang Ge looked at Lin Ji, who was unharmed, with an unpleasant expression, and felt a little depressed.

"Even if I didn't retrain and had the strength of the 6th level of Qi training, I would probably only be able to tie with him... No, if I don't retrain, I won't be able to learn the current sword style. I can't lose confidence like this. I still have one trick."

Looking at Wang Ge in the distance who looked like he was hit and then immediately cheered up, Lin Ji became interested. Does he have any other tricks?

"I only have one move left that I haven't used yet. If you can crack it, I admit defeat!"

After Wang Ge finished speaking, he gathered golden spiritual power on the sword. Gradually, the color of the sword turned golden and slowly changed to platinum.

Seeing the changes in Wang Ge's sword and the dangerous aura it exuded, Lin Ji's sword was also stained with a layer of glow and the light gradually became brighter.

"This move is called Sword that Cuts Mountains and Rivers!"

Wang Ge raised his sword high, and then suddenly a huge illusory platinum sword shadow appeared and slashed towards Lin Ji. The huge pressure caused cracks on the arena below.

Feeling the pressure from the sword shadow, Lin Ji became excited, and the sharp power contained in the breeze also reached his current limit.

"Should I also give the sword move a name? It won't sound impressive if I don't call it that... Let's just call it Sky Slashing, as a prelude to Sky Splitting."

"Zhankong!"

Thinking about the feeling he had when he comprehended the sword's power, Lin Ji slashed towards his own sword shadow in the air.

Boom! First there was a crash, and then...

Clang! The harsh sound of metal friction came from the intersection of the two swords. Although they were stuck in mid-air, if you look closely, you can still see the traces of Qingfeng slowly cutting through the sword shadows.

Lin Ji is now standing one meter underground. He was pressed down when he just received the sword shadow attack.

Lin Ji kept holding the sword in his right hand and slowly walked out of the pit, while Qingfeng continued to cut diagonally into the sword shadow.

"impossible!"

Wang Ge felt unbelievable when he saw Lin Ji walking out of the pit, looking a little disheveled but not injured at all.

"Wang Ge, it's over."

After Lin Ji walked out of the pit, he heard Wang Ge's words, then suddenly accelerated, cut through the sword shadow and came in front of Wang Ge, then touched his throat with his left hand.

"I lost. Can you tell me your name? And how much stronger are you than me?"

Wang Ge dispersed the sword shadow and put the sword back into the scabbard, then looked at Lin Ji in front of him and said.

"My name is Lin Ji. As for my strength... I'm only a little bit stronger than you."

Lin Ji dispersed the light on the sword and sheathed it, then answered Wang Ge's question and made a gesture.

"When announcing the victory, also mention that Lin Ji is a disciple of Xuan Tian Zong. Don't leave too deep a shadow on Wang Ge. After all, Xuan Tian Zong is the number one sect on our continent. This will make it easier."

Xie Jiang, who received the mental message from Li Zongluo, did as he was told immediately.

"The winner is Lin Ji from Xuantian Sect."

When Xie Jiang announced the result of the competition, he suddenly mentioned Lin Ji's sect. Lin Ji glanced at him and left the ring to walk towards Ye Xun.

"Master, please wait."

Lin Ji looked back and saw Luo Youran coming behind him and using magic to clean the dust off his body, and then tidying up his messy clothes.

"Let's go."

Looking at the clean clothes on his body, Lin Ji called Luo Youran.