Zong Mingyan's face turned gloomy as he watched the duel between Wei Sheng and Gu Yongping, their obviously superior strength making him feel uncomfortable in his proud heart.

  In a bad mood, he simply didn't have half a cover-up, his whole body was surging with sword intent, just waiting for some fool to fall into his hands.

  Zong Mingyan, as the first disciple of Dongji Sword Sect and Left Mei Tian's beloved apprentice, naturally had a strong cultivation. At this moment, there was no concealment, his aura was exposed, and ordinary cultivators would turn around and leave upon seeing him. Even those with real power were unwilling to consume their spiritual energy so quickly. Everyone knew that the earlier one consumed their spiritual energy, the earlier they would be eliminated. This round of trials tested not only strength but also endurance.

  He heard a fight in front of him, hummed, and stepped forward in that direction.

  Nanmen Yang's entire body shone with golden light, holding a large sword, his massive physique was like a small mountain, his eyes were wide open and his expression was fierce. Not far from him, Yu Bai wore a white robe, although not as elegant as Gu Yong, but still gentle and refined, the slender flying sword hovered beside him, dancing in the air without falling behind.

  The two men were powerful, especially Nanmen Yang's "Mountain-Breaking Sword", which was majestic and unmatched. Every sword move produced a sound like thunder, with the sword light swirling like waves, truly possessing the power to break mountains!

  The elders of various sects who were watching the duel between the two couldn't help but praise them.

  "This Nanmen Yang is indeed a rare talent, the second-rate 'Mountain Breaker Sword' in his hands can actually have such might! If this child cultivates diligently, he will surely become a top-notch master!"

  "Not bad! Who can bring him down and add another master?"

  ……

  Yu Bai was somewhat powerful, and no one was surprised.

  Several seniors of Wu Kong Jian Men are also paying attention to Nanmen Yang, the most dazzling Wu Men Pai cultivator in this year's trial.

  "Master brother, this one is indeed not bad! Shouldn't we consider going to inquire about the price as well?" Yan Le stared intently, as if he had spotted a treasure.

  Pei Yu Ran hesitated for a moment, shaking his head somewhat helplessly: "This child is indeed a talented one, but our family's situation, you're not unaware of it. Wei Sheng is already enough trouble for us, let alone another even more headache-inducing Zuo Mo. Luo Li has made great progress this time and his temperament is much more stable than before; if we cultivate him well, his future will be bright." While others were worried about not having talented disciples under their gate, Pei Yu Ran was troubled by having too many good disciples.

  "Financial resources are not a big problem. After this trial, we're afraid it's no longer possible to hide our light under a bushel. What should be fought for, must still be fought for. These years, I've been suffocating." Yan Le said these words with great enthusiasm.

  Pei Yuanyan's eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile.

  Xin Yan suddenly interjected: "It doesn't suit his temperament."

  Everyone only thought of this key issue. Nanmen Yang was indeed talented, but it also depends on what kind of heart method he cultivates. The "Jingang Jue" and "Poshan Jian" are only second-rate, but because they match his route number, their power has increased greatly. If the heart method does not match the route number, then it's hard to say how far one can cultivate.

  A keen-eyed person can see at a glance that Nanmen Yang is a cultivator who needs special mental techniques.

  Shi Fengrong suddenly spoke up: "Isn't Zuo practicing the 'Jin Gang Wei Yan'? Why not let him practice it together?"

  Pei Yuuran smiled bitterly: "The 'Diamond Sutra' is just an ordinary third-grade cultivation method, many sects have this method. We can't give you any good conditions. Forget it, don't drag him over and waste his time, that would be a sin."

  The rest of them were also silent. The sword mantra of the Kongjian Gate was indeed not very suitable for Nanmen Yang, so he extinguished this idea.

  "Huh." Yan Le suddenly pointed at the mirage and said, "Hey, that little guy seems to be Zong Mingyan. He's quite close to that Left Mo mixed-up kid."

  Although many people in their hearts had a lot of opinions about Zuo Mo, after all, he was still a disciple of this sect. Upon hearing the words, they couldn't help but follow Yan Le's pointing finger to look over.

  However, when they turned their gaze to where Lemo was standing, they suddenly became furious.

  Just now, the five-mu-sized array belt that shone brightly had already attracted people's attention. Not long after, the area of the array belt suddenly expanded by a factor of two, occupying ten mu!

  What on earth does he want to do? The first thought that popped into their minds. The second thought was: It's all over! Now they've lost face big time!

  The five-mu-sized array pattern, which was once just a small piece among the lush and dense mountains, now shines like a large, radiant patch. Zuo Mo darted back and forth between the arrays, seemingly tireless, and if one looked closely, they could see the excitement and pride that he couldn't hide on his face.

  If you understand lip language, you can easily read out what he is muttering in his mouth.

  "I'll fight with you guys, let's see who won't be defeated!"

  "My cultivation is no match for you all, so I'll just use the crystal stone to smash you all to death... Who said that the crystal stone can make people surrender? Surrender to me!"

  "I'm very poor, but I'm very shameless..."

  ……

  It's not a profound thing to read lips, and there are many people who can understand lip language. From time to time, you can hear someone chuckle.

  The four of them only thought it was a trial by combat, and their already fragile nerves were subjected to torment. Now with only the sound of light laughter around them, they nervously felt that these people were laughing at them. They had simply become four startled birds.

  Heaven have mercy!

  The majestic and unparalleled Sword Gate's leader! The infamous Ice Dragon Sword, whose name sends shivers down people's spines! Even Yan Le and Shi Feng Rong, who are both Golden Elixir stage experts, were tormented to the brink of collapse by a mere Foundation Building stage disciple.

  Zong Mingyan indeed rushed towards Zuo Mo. He actually wanted to have a duel with Yu Bai, but Yu Bai was having an intense battle with Nanmen Yang, so he naturally couldn't just jump in.

  For them, winning at all costs is not a glorious thing. Whether it's Yu Bai or Zong Mingyan, they are extremely proud and absolutely cannot tolerate gaining an advantage over others in a competition to achieve victory. So he had to shift his target.

  A golden light flashed from the top of a tree, like a lighthouse in the dark, guiding Zong Mingyan forward.

  "It's going to be a good show! Zong Mingyan has encountered a skinning zombie!"

  "Revenge! I hate those who use crystal stones to attack people!"

  "Don't lose face for Dongfeng Sword Sect! Zong Mingyan, I support you! Get rid of him quickly, it's too embarrassing! Shame on Dongfeng!"

  Hearing the discussions of the Dongfu Sword Sect members around them, who were filled with righteous indignation and anger, Pei Yuan Rang and his three companions couldn't help but nod in agreement.

  "Hah!" Yan Le let out a long sigh of relief: "Great! He can't cause any more trouble now!"

  Bai Yuanyan also felt relieved: "Losing to Zong Mingyan is not embarrassing either."

  Xin Yan rarely nodded in agreement: "Die early and be reborn early!"

  The three men's opinions were unprecedentedly unanimous, and they only hoped that Zong Mingyan could quickly end the battle, so that Zuomo would not lose face. They now felt that letting Zuomo participate in this trial sword conference was the most foolish decision of their lives. The points and praise earned by Weisheng for Wu Kongjian were far less than the loss of face brought to them by Zuomo, a big loss.

  Only Shi Fengrong was somewhat unhappy: "Why is it Zong Mingyan? I hate that old thief Zuo Meitian!" She suddenly turned her face: "Let's let Wei Sheng go and kick out Zuo Mo!"

  "Isn't it a bit too much for fellow disciples to be killing each other?"

  Yan Le suggested on the side: "Let Zong Mingyan kick out Zuomo first, and then let Wei Sheng kick out Zong Mingyan!"

  Xin Yan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Great!"

  At each casino entrance, a notice was quickly posted about Luo Mo's gamble with Zong Mingyan, and the attendants shouted loudly.

  "Shocking Eastern Float, a gamble of ten moves! The biggest dark horse in the first two rounds, can the miraculous zombie make another stunning upset? It's about to be revealed! A shocking and astonishing game, without personal participation, how can life be perfect?"

  "Come and take a look! Strong sword meets strong shield! What? No shield? Oh my god! Sir, have you seen any stronger defense than this turtle-like shield in the world? This is absolutely the strongest turtle formation of the year! Look at how Left Mou proudly names his masterpiece: Full Symbol Array Defense Flow! With such an overbearing and safe name, it's definitely worth betting on!"

  "The odds are one to five hundred! How's that? Are you still not satisfied? I guarantee with my reputation, there won't be any more outrageous odds than this! Think about it, last time our amazing Luo Mo was the star of a thrilling gamble, how many people made a fortune?! My neighbor Wang Xia'er's nephew, just bet ten crystal stones..."

  He slapped down all the crystal stones on his body, and muttered to himself: "I'm not looking at you, this is my gift to Dongji Sword Sect!" The gamblers in the casino were shocked and frightened, after all, Dongji Sword Sect was a major local faction.

  Fu Jin recognized Zong Mingyan! Last time, it was also Zong Mingyan and another Dongji Sword Sect disciple together. It was that time when he was injured by another Dongji Sword Sect disciple. It was also that time when Zuomo stood up for him, and their friendship deepened from then on.

  His eyes were bloodshot, his lips tightly pursed, and he couldn't help but worry about Zuo Mo in his heart.

  Zong Mingyan's ferocity was something he had naturally heard of before, and since the two also had a past grudge, Zong Mingyan would absolutely not show mercy.

  Zuo Mo's divine sense was beyond ordinary people, and he soon discovered Zong Ming Yan. Zong Ming Yan's footsteps were not fast, but step by step, he walked towards Zuo Mo. In fact, Zuo Mo really wanted to run away. When facing ordinary cultivators, he still had a bit of luck on his side. But when it came to top experts like Zong Ming Yan and Yu Bai, he didn't even have that.

  His complacent array of defense had a major flaw: once it was breached, there was no other way to counterattack except to defend to the death.

  Their last encounter was not pleasant, due to his relationship and another Eastern disciple being expelled from Donghu.

  Forget it, if I can't escape then I won't escape! With a sudden burst of courage, he still had quite a bit of presence.

  Isn't it Zong Mingyan?

  Looking around, countless sparkling materials, like countless sparkling crystals, flowed with enchanting colors, dazzling his eyes.

  A surge of heroic spirit arose in his heart!

  Lian Pu Yao, this so-called heavenly demon, I can even knock him down with a crystal stone. You're just a Qi Condensation stage trash, don't think you won't drown to death!

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