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After a fierce competition, all the high-quality swords were taken away.

Next up were the swords of the Azure Ocean level, which also attracted many experts to compete for them.

Every young prodigy strives with all their might to win the sword they desire.

Finally, it was the turn of the third-grade Cloud Heaven level sword.

Just as Wei Changfeng drew his Cloud Heaven-level longsword

Without hesitation, the group led by the number one prodigy of Qingcheng Mountain leaped onto the dueling platform and gripped the long sword tightly.

Then, Wang Yixing turned around and released a powerful aura, speaking to those around him:

"Everyone, this Cloud Heaven-level sword was something I specifically seized for my junior brother."

I would be so grateful if you could kindly give it to me.

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the crowd outside the arena changed slightly; they sensed a powerful aura emanating from Wang Yihang.

Clearly, his strength far surpasses theirs.

Faced with such a formidable enemy, although everyone was unwilling, they knew they were no match for them.

They had no choice but to give up the fight.

And so, Wang Yixing obtained this Cloud Heaven-level sword as easily as taking candy from a baby.

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Chapter Sixteen: The Powerful Ye Dingzhi

As Wang Yixing left the arena, Wei Changfeng glanced around, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

Then, he shouted loudly,

"Take the sword!"

His voice resounded throughout the space like thunder, leaving everyone in awe.

With that shout, a sword suddenly flew out from the stone wall behind him, moving with incredible speed, and arrived in front of Wei Changfeng in the blink of an eye.

He reached out and grabbed it, and the sword landed steadily in his hand.

Wei Changfeng gripped the hilt of his sword and with a gentle flick, a sharp sword aura shot out, tearing the air apart.

Wei Changfeng looked at the sword in his hand, a satisfied gleam in his eyes.

He said to the crowd:

"This sword is of the fourth rank, from the Celestial Palace, and is called Undyed by Dust."

His voice was full of pride and confidence.

Those outside the arena were filled with envy upon hearing Wei Changfeng's words.

Their eyes widened as they stared intently at the sword in Wei Changfeng's hand, their faces revealing a greedy expression.

After all, swords of the Celestial Palace grade have become increasingly rare over the years!

Now that another one has appeared, everyone present wants it.

Looking at the swordsmen outside the arena with their burning gazes, Wei Changfeng didn't waste any more words and said directly:

"I now declare the competition for the Celestial Palace open."

Those who desire this pristine weapon can now take the stage.

Song Yan, who was outside the arena and aligned with the forces of Wushuang City, heard Wei Changfeng announce the start.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he leaped onto the dueling platform and said:

"I am Song Yanhui from Wushuang City. I want this Unstained Sword."

Song Yan Hui of Wushuang City is the master of the future Peerless Sword Immortal.

Now he also possesses the strength of the Free Realm, just like Lei Meng, who killed several of the Eight Young Masters of Beili.

He is worthy of the title of heir to the Peerless City.

Just when Song Yan thought the sword was rightfully his, Ye Dingzhi leaped onto the dueling platform and said:

"My name is Ye Dingzhi. I have also taken a liking to this sword."

Hearing Ye Dingzhi's name on a rainy day outside the stadium...

They were also looking in Ye Dingzhi's direction.

"Is this my junior brother whom I've never met before?"

"Having one foot in the realm of carefree bliss, it's much better than the original story!"

After hearing Ye Dingzhi's words, Song Yan Hui didn't waste any time and said directly:

"Since we both want it, let's have a competition!"

Upon hearing Song Yan's words, Ye Dingzhi smiled and replied:

"of course can."

Without hesitation, Song Yanhui drew her long sword and launched an attack directly at Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi dodged Song Yanhui's attack with a swift movement.

Zheng!

Ye Dingzhi finally drew his sword and unleashed the Immortal Demon Sword Technique.

Although it is not the magical or celestial style that was later developed in the rain, the first few moves are still incredibly powerful.

Sonorous!

Sonorous!

After exchanging blows for more than ten rounds, Song Yan was defeated by Ye Dingzhi.

Song Yan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up with difficulty, and said calmly:

"You are powerful, this sword belongs to you."

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped waiting for Ye Dingzhi's reply and turned back to Wushuang City.

Then, Ye Dingzhi glanced at the surrounding crowd and asked loudly:

"Who else dares to compete with me?"

Just as Ye Dingzhi finished speaking, Baili Dongjun, who was already dizzy and staggering from drinking, suddenly shouted:

"I come!"

His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the entire venue.

Immediately afterward, before Wen Hujiu could stop him, he leaped directly onto the dueling platform.

Upon seeing Baili Dongjun enter the arena, Wen Hujiu helplessly covered his face and muttered under his breath:

"I don't know him, I don't know him."

Clearly, he felt speechless and embarrassed by Baili Dongjun's current state.

Meanwhile, Yu Tian, ​​standing to the side, revealed a hint of anticipation, thinking to himself:

"The Western Chu Sword Song, inquiring about the Dao and the Heavens, this sword technique can pierce through ten thousand armors with a single strike; its power should not be underestimated!"

Seeing Baili Dongjun's somewhat drunken state, Ye Dingzhi couldn't help but laugh and teased him:

"Are you here to have a sword fight too?"

Baili Dongjun squinted, carefully examining Ye Dingzhi, then nodded and answered vaguely:

"That's right, I'm here to have a sword fight."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud and continued to press for answers:

"Since we're going to have a sword fight, where's your sword?"

Upon hearing Ye Dingzhi's words, Baili Dongjun subconsciously clenched his fist, seemingly realizing something was amiss.

Then he scratched his head, looking bewildered, and muttered to himself:

"Oh no! Where's my sword?"

Just then, Rain reacted swiftly, drawing his longsword.

A flash of sword light appeared, and a sword flew towards Baili Dongjun, who seemed to sense something.

He leaped into the air and caught the sword steadily.

The instant he gripped the sword hilt, his aura underwent a dramatic transformation.

It was as if my whole person had become completely different.

After landing, Baili Dongjun, holding a long sword, smiled slightly at Ye Dingzhi and said:

"Now, I have a sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura surged out from his body, like a volcanic eruption.