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After sending that message, Li Qiye had a sudden thought and left the group chat.

The reason I specifically tagged the two of them was because, apart from myself, they were the only two in the entire group whose physical skills weren't very good.

Of course, ordinary people like Gao Yao and Xianyu Ye Daxian are not included.

"It should be my turn soon..."

Li Qiye took out the sign, glanced at it, and then looked towards the woman in red.

Coincidentally, Song Wanjun was also staring at Li Qiye at that moment.

This created a very awkward situation.

Their eyes met...

"Hmm, she's quite pretty," Li Qiye thought to himself, then continued to stare fearlessly into Song Wanjun's eyes.

If someone else encountered this situation, they would probably wisely look away.

But who is Li Qiye? He's the Beast King of the Northwest, the mastermind behind Zhaotian, and the only big shot in the chat group. How could he possibly be afraid of something like this?

As for Song Wanjun, things were a bit awkward.

Despite being a powerful cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, she actually locked eyes with her disciple...

And then that disciple actually dared to stare straight at her...

This stirred a strange feeling within Song Wanjun...

Since her cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, no man has dared to look her in the eye.

For thousands of years, Li Qiye, this mere Golden Core cultivator, is actually the first one!!

A few minutes later...

A gong sounded, interrupting their eye contact.

"boom!"

"Group C, and so on, will proceed to the stage for the competition!!"

"The victorious disciple, step down and await the second round!"

The old man stood on the stage and announced softly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"It's my turn."

Li Qiye withdrew his gaze, took the number plate, and consciously walked towards the number one arena.

His opponent was already there, arms crossed, waiting.

"Hello."

Li Qiye greeted them politely, believing it was better to be courteous before crushing the weaker opponents.

Otherwise, what if the other person is completely crushed by you and becomes resentful and seeks death?

"Um, hello...."

The man had barely finished speaking when he felt his vision rapidly receding, flying towards the distant No. 3, 200 arena...

"Goodbye."

Li Qiye tucked the slightly enlarged Samehada into his pocket and walked off the stage.

"Group C, Number One, Li Qiye wins!!"

As the announcement was made, a commotion immediately broke out in the audience.

"Did you see it clearly??"

"What happened? Did you see it clearly just now?"

"No...."

Have you seen this person before?

“…”

The outer disciples below the stage were completely dumbfounded. They had investigated all sorts of ruthless individuals and prodigies, but there was definitely no one named Li Qiye...

At this moment, a weak female voice rang out: "I've seen him before. He was promoted from a menial servant to an outer sect disciple a month ago, which was done by me..."

"What!!!"

"A menial servant promoted to outer sect disciple??"

"Impossible, right? It can't be real, can it?"

To them, a menial servant is just a menial servant; even if they were to advance to the outer sect, they would still be at the very bottom, and could never be this terrifying!

Therefore, many people doubted the authenticity of this matter...

On the stage, Song Wanjun also looked at Li Qiye with a completely bewildered expression.

"Am I... still drunk...?"

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"That must be it..."

Song Wanjun nodded, making up an excuse for herself.

The main reason is that even with her Nascent Soul stage cultivation, she couldn't clearly see Li Qiye's movements just now.

However, Li Qiye was only at the Golden Core stage, making it impossible for him to do such a thing...

at the same time....

Li Qiye looked at the shocked crowd and calmly walked back to his seat.

He had only managed to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator in an instant; there was nothing for him to be proud of.

If these people knew that his true cultivation level was Heavenly Void, wouldn't they be terrified?

Li Qiye rolled his eyes, then lowered his head and continued chatting in the group.

Whether he watches battles during the Foundation Establishment stage or not is of little significance to him.

As for skills or techniques, there's even less need for them.

He's someone who plays by the power of rules and overwhelming force; he doesn't need so many fancy tricks.

Before long, Wang Dabao finished off his opponent, panting heavily. To everyone's astonishment, he carried his spiked club and ran towards Li Qiye.

"Junior Brother Ye! Junior Brother Ye, are you done?" Wang Dabao's voice was incredibly loud, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't hear him.

His purpose in doing this was to make others believe in his relationship with Li Qiye.

He felt that after this outer sect competition, Li Qiye would definitely become famous throughout the Changqing Sect!!!

"Yeah, after a tough battle, I managed to advance." Li Qiye pulled his attention back from the chat group, glanced at Wang Dabao, and replied casually.

Li Qiye could naturally see through his intentions, but it didn't bother him.

There's nothing wrong with Wang Dabao running around for himself, trying to gain some fame.

Anyway, I don't really care that much about these things...

"By luck... I advanced..." Wang Dabao felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. He had clearly been defeated in one move, yet they called it a lucky advancement...

Just as the two were chatting, a huge gong sounded on the stage.

"Clang!!~!"

"The winners of Group C and the winners of Group A will compete in turn according to their assigned numbers!!!"

The old man in black stood in front of the stage and spoke calmly.

"To save time, the revival round has been cancelled!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a huge uproar erupted from the audience.

"What?! The revival match has been canceled?!"

"It's been like this every year..."

"What should we do..."

“…”

"when!!!"

"Quiet!!" the old man shouted, then walked off the stage on his own.

Actually, there was originally a revival round in this outer sect competition.

However, Song Wanjun cancelled it.

She couldn't wait to get Li Qiye under her thumb.

Song Wanjun refused to believe that Li Qiye, this lazy bum, wouldn't become diligent and sycophantic after being taken in as a disciple by her, the dignified peak master.

After a while...

Li Qiye stood on the stage, holding Samehada, quietly waiting for his opponent.

After the battle, Samehada has now returned to the size of a normal longsword.

I estimate that after beating up another person, it will return to its normal size.

Actually, what appeared to be a one-hit kill was actually just that the unfortunate guy was slapped several times by Samehada...

A moment later, a man dressed in a gilded white robe and carrying a long sword walked to the front of the stage.

Another commotion arose from the crowd below...

"It's the Gentleman's Sword! Li Qinghou!!!"

"This is going to be interesting! One is a ruthless individual ranked in the top ten of the Prodigy Ranking, and the other is the dark horse of this year's outer sect competition!!!"

Who do you think will win?

"Li Qiye definitely can't beat Li Qinghou. Li Qinghou is already at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, just one step away from reaching the Golden Core stage!!!"

"Terrifying!!!"

......

On stage...

Seeing the other party's arrogant demeanor, Li Qiye politely greeted him again, "Hello."

Li Qinghou did not reply, his eyes narrowed, and his hands quickly formed a hand seal.

He clearly felt that Li Qiye was too strange and intended to end the battle quickly.

"Wind Blade Technique!!!"

“Swish!!”

As Li Qinghou gave a soft shout, several wind blades burst forth from the longsword with a sharp cutting sensation.

"How rude..."

Li Qiye rolled his eyes, muttered a complaint, and then lifted Samehada, instantly disappearing from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Li Qinghou!

"goodbye..."

"boom!!!"

Li Qinghou felt as if he had been bitten dozens of times by a strange thing, and his spiritual energy was reduced to less than one-tenth, instantly becoming completely depleted...

And his gaze drifted further and further away from the ring...

"when!!!"

"Li Qiye wins, Bingyi!!!"

The old man's announcement rang out in unison from the stage.

This time he was smarter. As soon as Li Qiye said "hello," he immediately prepared to strike the gong, his movements were quite swift and decisive.

As Li Qiye walked off the stage, the crowd below immediately began to discuss the matter.

“．‖ !!!”