Emperor Qiankun

However, at such a critical juncture...

The old ox, however, appeared calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

He even had a moment to fidget with his messy blond hair...

He then pointed the large stick forward.

This seemingly simple and casual gesture actually contains terrifying power.

The immense force spread out like a surging tide.

This single strike seemed to possess a soaring energy, penetrating the heavens and the earth, causing the entire space to tremble.

Upon seeing this, Wu Ling'er paused slightly.

She seemed surprised that her opponent would be so calm and composed, without any panic.

Even the sheer force of that single blow gave her a feeling of overwhelming weight, making her breath quicken.

She felt as if she were facing not an ordinary opponent, but an immortal being, whose overwhelming aura was crushing her Dao heart and offensive power...

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"Clang——"

Wu Ling'er intended to nimbly dodge again, bypassing the long staff to strike her opponent's vitals.

Unfortunately, my mind was disturbed just now, and now there is no way to avoid it!

The soft sword finally struck the end of the long staff hard, producing a crisp yet piercing sound.

And at this moment.

The old ox suddenly shook the large stick in his hand.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The soft sword was struck as if by a heavy blow, instantly flying out of his hand and tracing a messy arc in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the old ox pressed forward, striking straight at the heart of the enemy, his staff thrusting out with the force of a thunderbolt, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

Upon seeing this, Wu Ling'er's expression changed drastically, as if struck by lightning.

She felt her hands go numb from the shock, the pain piercing her heart, and the soft sword slipped from her grasp, leaving her unable to control it.

However, the current situation is urgent.

In her haste, she was unable to dodge the fierce attack.

He could only exert all his strength to activate his protective armor, attempting to block this unstoppable blow.

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But the old ox cultivates the supreme path of "one force to break all laws," which emphasizes the supremacy of strength and using force to overcome skill.

Therefore, this strike was powerful and heavy, as if it contained the power of heaven and earth!

Wu Ling'er's protective armor shattered almost instantly in the face of this terrifying power.

The armor was covered with shocking cracks.

Then, a muffled "thud" was heard.

Under the heavy blows, Wu Ling'er felt as if she had been struck by a mountain.

He was thrown away by an irresistible force.

His body traced a tragic parabola through the air.

He eventually fell off the stage.

"Cough cough..."

Wu Ling'er's mouth was full of blood, and she couldn't help but cough violently.

She felt excruciating pain all over her body, as if countless steel needles were stabbing her inside, and as if several bones had been shattered.

The power of that blow was so terrifying that she couldn't withstand it for a moment.

She looked at the thin, blond-haired boy on the stage and felt an overwhelming sense of defeat.

She was severely injured by an unknown person!

This severely damaged her self-confidence, as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.

Soon, cultivators from the Southern Frontier Continent came forward and carefully helped her leave the scene.

Her silhouette looked so lonely and desolate, like a flower ravaged by a storm.

Offstage, the cultivators were abuzz with discussion as they watched this scene unfold.

Some cultivators had just discovered the dark horse that was Old Yellow Ox, and their eyes were full of amazement and curiosity;

Some cultivators had already noticed him before, and now they were filled with even greater reverence, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

They were all discussing the old ox's astonishing strength and domineering methods, as if they were witnessing the rise of a new star.

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At this time.

The fierce battle around Thang Lung Dai was in full swing, but signs of fatigue were gradually emerging.

Li Qingyuan remained calm and easily dispatched a cultivator who had come to challenge him with a casual gesture.

He looked around and saw that the number of people around him had decreased significantly, and many cultivators were either injured or exhausted, so the fighting was no longer as fierce as before.

He hesitated for a moment, then sent a telepathic message to Yue Qinghuan, who was hiding to the side, signaling her to come up on stage.

Previously, Yue Qinghuan was ultimately outmatched when faced with a group of shameless and bullying cultivators at the eighth and ninth levels of the Heavenly Gang Realm.

After his defeat, he never challenged anyone again and quietly retreated to the side.

At this moment, most of the cultivators present had suffered injuries to varying degrees, and their auras were weak.

Some cultivators were so exhausted that they collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with despair.

Therefore, giving up the position to Yue Qinghuan at this time is undoubtedly the wisest choice.

With her current strength and form, she can be assured that she will remain in the top 300 and secure a spot in the next round.

That's right, Li Qingyuan never intended to stay on the Rising Dragon Platform, which is ranked among the top 100.

Rankings, whether high or low, have little practical significance for him.

Like that old ox, he was also full of passion, caring only about the battle itself and not too much about the ranking.

Li Qingyuan had her own plans.

He planned to give this relatively stable position to Yue Qinghuan.

He then threw himself back into the fiercely competitive battle for the 300th place.

Go and experience an even more exhilarating and thrilling battle.

The next moment, Li Qingyuan moved and arrived at the 300th place on the Rising Dragon Platform as if he were a ghost.

His actions caused quite a stir.

The cultivators in the arena stopped fighting and began whispering and discussing amongst themselves.

"What's this guy up to? Why is he giving up a perfectly good top 100 spot and insisting on fighting for 300th place?"

"Yes, the 300th place is the most competitive and dangerous position. Isn't he just asking for trouble?"

"Hmph, I think he just wants to show off and is doing this on purpose!"

"..."

Various discussions arose one after another, never ceasing.

Even Guo Shi'an, the elder of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion who was in charge of supervising the battle from above, frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He simply couldn't understand why Li Musu would do something so unusual.

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In the field.

Li Qingyuan was so engrossed in his battle rhythm that he was completely oblivious to the various discussions that had arisen around him because of him.

He looked up at the cultivator opposite him, his gaze scrutinizing him, only to be surprised to find that he was just a powerful expert at the seventh level of the Heavenly Gang Realm.

Originally, according to his expectations, ranking 300th with the strength of the fifth level of the Heavenly Gang Realm would already be considered a high position.

Unexpectedly, the competition at this conference was far more intense than anticipated.

Think about it too.

This year's Gathering of Prodigies has brought together the world's top young geniuses.

With heroes from all walks of life gathering together, the competition for rankings naturally intensified.

Li Qingyuan stood proudly in the center, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his eyes revealing an arrogant and domineering air.

He casually glanced at his opponent, only giving him a fleeting look before looking away.

His expression was as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.

He was about to make his move when a fierce aura gathered at his fingertips, ready to kill his opponent with a single finger and end the battle in the most direct and domineering way.

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