The man with triangur eyes was drenched in cold sweat, sensing the chilling io kill emanating from the woman.

  His legs trembled as he stammered, "Fellow... fellow cultivator, let's talk this over."

  g!

  Wenxiuro its sheath!

  The man with triangur eyes fled in panic, disappearing into the crowd.

  "Brother Lin!" Leng Feng csped his hands iing, dimples appearing on his cheeks.

  "Long time no see," Lin Hao replied with a gentle smile, as warm as jade.

  He had always had a favorable impression of this valiant woman, and now, having stood up for him, he felt a sense of gratitude towards her.

  "Brother Dao, I hope to face you again oage."

  Leng Feng's slender frame erupted with overwhelming battle i.

  Lin Hao patted the sword sheath on his bad said with a smile, "This sword sheath is still quite empty."

  Leng Feng ughed heartily, "If I win this time, I'll take back the Bluebird; if I lose, I'll give you this Wenxin."

  "Agreed."

  The two admired each other but were not close friends. They exged challenges and began preparing for the uping petition.

  Lin Hao found ay spot, sat cross-legged, and took out the Magical Treasure his master had given him.

  It was a sword pill!

  Simir to a sword talisman treasure, the sword pill could unleash a sword light. However, uhe talisman treasure, which loses its spiritual esseer multiple uses, the sword pill could be used indefinitely.

  Even more precious, a sword pill required aal Infant cultivator to spend decades of effort to refine, and they would only do so for their own kin.

  His master's gesture was deeply meaningful.

  Lin Hao held the sword pill, uo part with it.

  Although he couldn't unleash its full power yet, it would have miraculous effects in critical moments. Moreover, this sword pill was a killing sword, full of ferocity.

  Offensive Magical Treasures emphasized a sirike to cut dowhing!

  He felt that using such a strategic trump card in the inner sepetition would be a waste, so he carefully stored it ba his Ste Bag.

  He looked up at the stage and then patted the sword sheath on his back.

  "Xiang Xiaoyuan, join me in battle."

  This petition adopted a pure knockout system, one-on-one, with the winner advang and the loser being eliminated.

  Moreover, the match arras were handled by a mysterious elder, and partits only kheir oppos when they were about to step onto the stage.

  Despite the rge number of partits, the petitiressed quickly due to the varying levels of strength among individuals.

  Lin Hao was drawn to appear ihird batch, which meant he waited for an hour before stepping onto the stage.

  Seeing his first oppo, he was quite surprised.

  Wang Jingzhan... They had faced each other not long ago, and Lin Hao had been the victor.

  He hadn't expected to enter the man who had once defeated him in the first match.

  Wang Jingzhan's heart surged with battle i, feeling that fate had given him a ce to recim his honor.

  So, he excimed passionately, "Let's fight!"

  Lin Hao's lips curled slightly, and he said somewhat helplessly, "It's really unnecessary; you 't beat me."

  He was stating a fact without any exaggeration because... he had sehat Wang Jingzhan's cultivation was still at the early Foundatioablishment stage.

  The gap in their realms was like an insurmountable chasm!

  However, Wang Jingzhan thought Lin Hao was being overly arrogant, believing that he was only a step away from matg him.

  With a bit more effort, he could win!

  He even believed he could achieve victory with overwhelming strength!

  Because he had gained new insights into swordsmanship, he was fident he could defeat any oppo of the same level!

  "Lin Hao, e fight!"

  "Let's fight."

  Fag an oppo as eager as a fighting cock, Lin Hao said helplessly.

  Below the stage, Han Liyue had e to watch the match.

  She hadn't expected her son to face Lin Hao in the first match. She knew Lin Hao's strength well, and her son was no match for him.

  Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a bit helpless. After this battle, her son's Dao heart might be damaged.

  However, without destru, there be no stru.

  A true man should have the ce to face death and be reborn!

  "Go, Zhan'er!"

  Hearing his mother's encement, Wang Jingzhan was even more excited and uhe first attack.

  He gathered all his spiritual energy and unleashed a brilliant sword light.

  Seeing Lin Hao about to be engulfed by the sword light, a fident smile appeared on Wang Jingzhan's lips.

  However, the result was far from what he imagined.

  Behind Lin Hao, twe hands of spiritual energy formed, crushing the sword light he had unleashed with overwhelming force.

  And then... and then a palm came spping towards him.

  It was too fast, impossible to dodge!

  Bang!

  Wang Jingzhan was directly spped off the stage, flying backward.

  In mid-air, his mind was a muddled mess, with only ohought remaining.

  Has the gap between us really grown this wide?

  Peerjun