On the towering peak of the Dao Sect, countless gazes converged on the figure standing on the platform, all filled with intense shock. After a moment, the arena quickly became lively.
"This Ying Wuxie, he finished off Qing Ye, the first disciple of the Earth Hall, in just two moves?"
"So strong!"
"..."
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Wang Yan, dressed in a gray robe, stared at the platform. His usually indifferent eyes now held a sharp focus, his gaze fixed on Lin Yun.
From that figure, he sensed a hint of danger.
No matter who I face, I must win this time! I must make those beasts from the Yuan Gate pay for their blood debt.
Wang Yan muttered hoarsely, his eyes filled with intense determination.
The lively discussions still echoed in the sky. At this moment, the deacon finally recovered and announced loudly, "In this match, Ying Wuxie wins!"
As soon as the announcement fell, the arena became even more boisterous.
Many people's eyes were sizing up both Lin Yun and Wang Yan, seemingly comparing who was stronger.
Qing Ye, who had fallen to the ground, had extreme unwillingness in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do. He suddenly lowered his head, allowing two Earth Hall disciples to come and help him back. In the following time, Lin Yun also made three more moves. His opponents were all strong core disciples, but none of them lasted more than one move under him. Four consecutive victories also allowed Lin Yun to enter the finals of the Palace Examination.
At this point, the remaining disciples were almost all the top existences among the four halls.
In the fifth match, Lin Yun met Lin Dong.
Lin Dong went all out, but ultimately lost.
Walking off the platform, Lin Dong sighed in his heart, Alas, the gap between me and Brother Lin Yun seems to be getting wider.
Next, I must cultivate even harder.
Meanwhile, Wang Yan also continued his winning streak. In fact, no one even dared to fight him.
The title of being second on the Sect Wanted List made many disciples concede before even stepping onto the stage.
Time slowly passed in this strange atmosphere, and the matches in the arena also concluded one after another.
News from here quickly spread, so by the end, disciples from the surrounding peaks also came in overwhelming numbers, finally surrounding the mountaintop so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass.
"The next match, Heaven Hall's Ying Xiaoxiao, against Heaven Hall's Wang Yan!"
The deacon in the sky cast his gaze upon the two highly anticipated figures.
Ying Xiaoxiao outside the arena also took a deep breath and landed on the platform, looking at the man with the black heavy sword on his back opposite her.
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, please enlighten me!"
Wang Yan's expression also fluctuated slightly, and his hoarse voice slowly came out, "You know the purpose of my return. I won't hold back later."
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you should also understand me." Ying Huanhuan took a cool breath and looked directly at Wang Yan as she spoke.
Without needing to explain, both sides understood each other's meaning.
In the depths of Wang Yan's eyes, a hint of darkness flashed, and then he shook his head and said, "In the future, I will repay the Dao Sect with my life!"
Ying Xiaoxiao sighed. She knew that anything she said now would not be heard by Wang Yan; he was already extremely stubborn. They could only see the truth through their actions.
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, let's begin!"
On the high platform seats, Ying Xuanzi's eyes, as deep as a still pool, stared at the arena. After glancing at Lin Yun, he waved his hand.
Seeing this, the deacon in the arena nodded and suddenly waved his hand down.
"Match begins!"
*Boom!* Two vast and surging Origin Powers erupted from the bodies of the two people on the platform almost simultaneously.
The thickness of that Origin Power caused even the core disciples of the four halls to change their expressions.
Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm, the peak of the Nirvana Realm!
"Tiangang Three Blossom Sword!"
Ying Xiaoxiao made the first move, and a three-foot green sword suddenly appeared in her hand.
Then, green light whistled, almost instantly transforming into three green light sword flowers. On the sword flowers, sword energy that was extremely restrained was released bit by bit, and an extremely powerful killing force spread out.
Seeing this, Wang Yan clenched his hand, and the black giant sword on his back immediately flew out and landed in his hand.
"Black Demon Slash!"
Wang Yan held the black heavy sword, his expression indifferent. There was no fancy swordsmanship. The vast Origin Power surged wildly, and then he angrily slashed down with one sword.
*"Bang!"*
A low sound exploded in the air, and then black light and green light erupted, like they were out of control, cutting the entire arena into a thousand holes.
Two figures, as fast as ghosts, crossed paths in the arena. Their sword bodies touched, and sparks flew out. The scattered sword energy directly cut the platform into a mess.
Looking at the two people in the arena, Lin Yun shook his head, "Wang Yan, who has walked out of the line of life and death, is more ruthless. Ying Xiaoxiao is going to lose."
As his voice fell, Ying Xiaoxiao's body was the first to erupt with monstrous Origin Power, like a giant wave, wildly condensing behind her. In the next moment, it actually transformed into a hundred-zhang giant light sword behind her.
"Heavenly Emperor Scripture, Great Heaven Cloud Piercing Sword!"
And under the convergence of countless gazes, Ying Xiaoxiao extended her jade hand and then remotely grabbed the giant light sword.
In the next instant, a clear, cold shout suddenly came from her mouth.
At the same time, her figure appeared directly on the giant sword, and then she waved her hand violently.
As her jade-like hand fell, the giant key suspended in the sky also shot straight towards Wang Yan.
"Let's end this, Great Heaven Cloud Piercing Sword!"
As Wang Yan's voice fell, a giant light sword also condensed in front of him.
Two dazzling beams of light, like two meteors, streaked across the sky, and then, under the gaze of countless eyes, they collided with a bang!
Boom! At the moment of impact, it was as if heaven and earth trembled. Terrifying, sharp sword light swept out, and more than a dozen huge platforms around were shattered into dust under the impact of the sword light. Some Dao Sect disciples nearby also hurriedly retreated, fearing being caught in the aftermath.
In the sky, black and green light frantically eroded, the scene of covering the sky and the sun was like the end of the world arriving.
After the light dispersed, a beautiful figure flew out of the arena.
"You lost!" Wang Yan looked at Ying Xiaoxiao indifferently and said.
The entire arena was silent, everyone's eyes fixed on Wang Yan.
If Wang Yan won, the Dao Sect would definitely suffer heavy losses in this sect battle.
There were already the Three Little Kings before, and now with the even more monstrous Chief Disciple of Yuan Gate, the consequences were simply unimaginable.
Thinking of this, many people's eyes turned towards Lin Yun, who was standing outside the arena.
Ying Huanhuan's eyes also shot towards Lin Yun, who nodded slightly and showed a smile, "Don't worry."
"Can the result be announced?" Wang Yan looked up at the deacon and said indifferently.
The deacon heard this and looked at Ying Xuanzi on the high platform seats. The latter nodded calmly.
Seeing this, the deacon announced loudly.
"In this match, Wang Yan wins!"
As the words fell, Wang Yan's gaze shot towards Lin Yun's direction.
Everyone around also looked at him in unison.
Wang Yan's hoarse voice slowly came from the arena: "Ying Wuxie, come on!"
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