Chapter 1500 One Sword Slays!

mong the very best in the world, yet at this moment, he treated it with utmost seriousness.A clever woman cannot cook without rice. This idiom is quite fitting for his current state. His mental energy...The new disciples of the Qingyang School, looking at that familiar sword and that person, were in turmoil.

This...is Wúwéi Zong's only new member this year, Yún Hào

That villain who, in the trial ground of the Qingyang Sect's new disciples, cooked up all the new disciples, including three inner sect disciples, in one pot!

Even after some time has passed, the new disciples of Qingyang Sect still feel very ashamed when they think back on that experience.

They were beaten and robbed, but they honestly stayed crammed together in a cave, thinking it was a hidden trial...

Now, I finally see that pesky creature again!

It's actually Wu Weizong Yunhao who is going to be on the stage today for a sparring session!

Elder Wang Hua of the Qingyang Sect glanced at Yun Hao on the platform, then kept his gaze fixed on the group led by Lü Yi, completely unaware of the changes in expression among the disciples behind him.

"Master Lü, you're finally here." Wang Hua sneered.

Lu Yi let out a yawn and said,

I drank too much last night and overslept, but it's not a big deal, it's not too late. Today's competition is just for practice, it won't take too long.

Wang Hua continued to sneer, snorted coldly, and said: "Indeed, it doesn't take too long. You only have one person, after a match, it's over!"

Lu Yi smiled faintly: "Over twenty years ago, I was accompanied by Bai Li Guang, and he was alone too."

Wang Hua's mouth twitched.

That incident was a disgrace to the Qingyang School!

Even if the Qingyang Sect continued to defeat the Wuwei Sect every year, ... they would still be unable to wash away the shame of that time. That's why the Qingyang Sect year after year, persisted in relentlessly suppressing the Wuwei Sect.

"Stop talking about things a hundred miles away, I just want to ask you, are you ready for the secret method of cultivating the Three Lives Flower!" Wang Hua shouted.

Lü Yi took out a wine gourd from his storage ring, gulped down a large mouthful, and then said slowly, "No."

"If you don't bring it, then I'll have to ask you to visit our Qingyang Sect later. I trust you wouldn't dare shirk your responsibility!"

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Have you brought the Zhengyang Divine Sword of our Wuwei Sect"

Wang Hua roared, "Stop talking nonsense here! When did the Zhengyang Divine Sword become a possession of your Wuwei Sect!"

Lu Yi: "Just wait a bit."

"The Zhengyang Divine Sword is right here, but your Wufang Sect doesn't have the ability to take it!" Wang Hua roared, then with a wave of his hand, a sword radiating intense energy flew out from his storage ring and hung in the air.

"It's a little off, but it's usable." Lü Yi gave his honest feedback.

Wang Hua was so angry that her eyes were about to pop out.

"Hey Wei, go up there and take him down in three moves!" Wang Hua shouted.

When talking to Lü Yi, he's afraid he'll get so angry that he dies.

I'm too lazy to waste words. Just get my hands dirty and give Lü Yi a good beating, making the Wuwei Sect never be able to raise their heads again. That's the most powerful counterattack!

However.

After Wang Hua finished speaking, He Wei behind him remained motionless.

What's up

What's wrong with your head

This Yun Hao, back then, he dealt with them all at once, leaving a deep shadow in their hearts.

The key...was Lin Zhan, along with three inner disciples at the fifth level of the Initial God Realm, were all thoroughly humiliated by Yun Hao.

He Wei is just a second-level cultivator in the Initial God Realm. Even if you gave him another hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to go up.

Going up, it's a complete loss!

There will be no second result!

Losing isn't that simple. Qingyang Pai losing the previous generation's leader's Zheng Yang Divine Sword, he can't possibly take the blame for this!

"Long... Elder... I..." He Wei stuttered, trying to speak.

“What are you I gave you this chance to perform, if you don't seize it, the opportunity will belong to someone else!” Wang Hua was furious. He had just been provoked by Lü Yi, and now He Wei looked timid and cowardly, which made him even angrier.

"Elder... I'd rather give this opportunity to someone else." He Wei had a bitter expression on his face.

He didn't know what to say.

It's not like I can just tell Wang Hua that this Yun Hao is the one who messed up the Qingyang sect's new recruit trials...

The Qingyang Sect claims to have found the individual, a warrior from the Liu Guang Clan. Not only did they kill this person, but they also destroyed the small clan where he belonged.

If this were to be said now… If the people around, who are currently watching with bated breath, heard it, then the Qingyang sect’s already humiliated face would be rubbed over and over again until it was completely ruined.

"Trash!"

Wang Hua wore an expression of frustration and anger, letting out a furious yell before turning to the other person: "Your turn!"

"Elder... I... I had a mishap during my cultivation yesterday, and sustained internal injuries. It's not advisable for me to engage in combat..."

Wang Hua's face darkened.

He looked at another promising new recruit with a murderous gaze.

The newcomer, who was being stared at by Wang Hua, hurriedly lowered his head: "Elder, I am not good at fighting in my cultivation direction... perhaps Elder could choose someone else."

Wang Hua's chest heaved violently, as if it would explode!

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle and waste time! This master still plans to go back to Wuwei Sect for a good nap!" Lu Yi yawned, looking drowsy.

The people around began to whisper and chatter.

What's going on

"The new disciples of the Qingyang School, just now they all wanted to be the first one to go up, but now why doesn't anyone dare to go up"

"Look, their elder Wang Hua's beard is standing on end."

"What on earth is the Qingyang School up to"

"Are you still fighting If not, give the Zhengyang Divine Sword to the Wuwei Sect. We don't need to waste time here."

"Just go ahead and hit, then. Quickly."

Not far away, in the attic.

A girl, dressed in a long dress and possessing an extraordinary elegance, stood by the window. Her beautiful eyes gazed at Yun Hao on the stage, shimmering with unusual ripples.

"The newcomers from the Qingyang Sect seem to be afraid of him."

The girl said, a curious expression on her delicate features.

"Miss, don't waste your time here. The Master is still waiting for you to return so he can arrange the matters concerning entering the Divine Ruins."

The girl shook her head and said, "No rush, I'll take a look again."

Edge of the stage.

Qingyang Pai's elder Wang Hua, his face was ashen.

He was about to lose it, wishing he could just beat all these little punks to death!

Just now, Mingming was one by one actively wanting to perform and eager to try.

When it was their turn to appear, they all hid like turtles.

There you go.

Qingshang Pai is a laughingstock again today.

Wúwéi school has only one person named Yunhao. Qingyang School brought over a hundred new disciples, but not a single one from Qingyang dared to step onto the stage.

Where are the appearances of Qiyáng School's disciples

Moreover, this competition also involves the cultivation of the Yang Divine Sword and the secrets of cultivating the Three Lives Flower!

"Elder..."

He Wei cautiously opened his mouth: "I... I have something to report."

"Speak up if you have something to say, and hold it in if you don't!" Wang Hua shouted angrily.

He Wei looked at the inner disciples beside him.

The inner disciples had also received favors from He Wei, so they strode to his face and said, "Speak."

Even so, He Wei still didn't dare to speak. He moved closer and leaned in beside his junior disciple's ear, silently transmitting a message through his spiritual energy.

Just now, they wouldn't dare to send a voice message to Wang Hua, fearing that it would be overheard and the truth would bring shame to the Qingyang School.

But now, there's no way out, he has to let the elder know the truth, or else, he feels the elder will really knock them down.

The next moment.

The inner disciple's eyes widened, his mouth agape, and he gave the platform a wary glance at Yun Hao. Then, he hurried to Elder Wang Hua's side, just like He Wei, carefully transmitting a message with his spiritual energy.

Next.

Wang Hua was also taken aback.

He clenched his fists, staring at Yun Hao in the ring, his eyes seemed to be blazing with fire.

"If you dare not fight, then admit defeat and hand over the Zhanyang Divine Sword." Lü Yi said with a sneer.

Wang Hua took a deep breath and looked at Lü Yi: "Master Lü, you're really ruthless! This score, our Qingyang Sect will never let go of your Wúwéi Sect!"

The next moment, Wang Hua roared: "Go, let Lin Zhan come!"

Although Lin Zhan suffered a heavy defeat last time, he has become stronger after this period of time!

Yun Hao could defeat those three inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect who were at the Fifth Layer of the Initial God Realm back then, and Lin Zhan can easily do so now!

The onlookers, who were previously bored, suddenly became excited. They all looked forward to what would happen next.

Lin Zhan from the Qingyang School has recently become quite famous.

Today I actually got to see Lin Zhan make a move, it wasn't for nothing that I waited here for so long.

This just makes everyone even more curious.

What's the background of this newcomer Yun Hao from the School of Non-Action

He stood on the stage holding a sword, so much that even over a hundred new disciples from Qingyang Sect dared not step onto the platform. He even made them send for Lin Zhan to come...

All eyes were fixed on Yun Hao.

Under so many gazes, Yun Hao was very calm and composed. He exuded a very special temperament. Every breath he took seemed to harmonize with the rhythm of the Dao between heaven and earth.

Those who stared at Yun Hao, looked for a while, their gaze couldn't move away, they were firmly captivated.

Everyone knows this one thing.

Regardless of whether Yunhao of the Wuxi Zong and Lin Zhan of the Qingyang Pai win or lose today.

Just Yun Hao standing on the platform alone, making the group of people from Qingyang Sect afraid to make a move, is enough to give him considerable fame.

Besides his handsome looks and extraordinary charisma… In short, after Bai Li Guang, Wu Wei Zong is going to have another person who will be famous in the Thousand Sects Alliance!

About half a quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly.

A furious roar echoed from afar.

"I, Lin Zhan, have arrived!"

A raging wave of air, surging forward.

Lin Zhan didn't originally want to waste his time here, but when he learned that the person who had given him a hard time that day was Yun Hao from the Wu Wei Sect, he immediately put everything aside and rushed over filled with anger!

"Boom boom boom!"

A gust of wind howled.

"Wow!"

“The fourth level of the Initial Divine Realm... But this kind of aura, even an average cultivator at the sixth level of the Initial Divine Realm wouldn't be his opponent!”

"If Lin Zhan grows up smoothly, there is a high chance that he will lead the Qingyang School to a new height!"

Lin Zhan brought a ferocious aura, soaring to the center of the stage and roared: "Yun Hao, come fight me!"

As soon as these words were spoken,

It swooped down directly, launching a ferocious attack with terrifying power.

Remembering the events of that day, a volcano seemed to erupt in his heart, and he desperately wanted to punch Yun Hao into pieces. He was determined to avenge himself!

"Whoosh!"

The next moment.

Yun Hao, standing on the platform, suddenly raised his sword in a diagonal arc.

Blazing sword light illuminated the heavens and earth, and a powerful kendo intent burst forth amidst the clang of steel!

Lin Zhan, diving downwards, was struck by the sword and sent flying.

"Bang!"

Lin Zhan, with his chest split open, was thrown off the stage and passed out.

The whole audience：“……”mplished Great Saint of the Tai Xuan School let out a cold snort, urging the power of order to transform into an order spear that charged towards the giant crocodile turtle.However…The gigantic turtle...