Chapter 32: The Number One Person in Dingziyuan!

Li Yiyun left after saying that, not even bothering to look at Chu Shaoyang again.

Obviously, in his mind, the two of them were not on the same level at all.

To be able to let him say these words himself would be a shame to Chu Shaoyang!

"Chu Shaoyang!"

Mu Chunxue walked through the crowd and frowned slightly when she saw Li Yiyun leaving.

"He's causing trouble for you again?"

Chu Shaoyang evoked a sneer: "In the big competition, let's settle the old and new grudges together!"

Soon, an elder in gray came on stage.

"I am the elder of this assessment, Wang Changye."

"As usual, the competition adopts a draw system, with two players competing against each other, and the winner will gain one point."

"The winner of three out of five rounds will be eligible for newcomer training. Remember, don't kill anyone."

The drawing of lots begins.

The two people whose names Wang Changye read faced each other one after another.

Soon, ten rounds passed in a row.

Wang Changye glanced at the disciple beside him.

The disciple understood, picked out two wooden sticks, and handed them to Wang Changye.

"In the eleventh game, Chu Shaoyang from the D-shaped courtyard will face Li Yiyun from the A-shaped courtyard!"

In the crowd, Li Yiyun showed a sneer smile: "Chu Shaoyang, your death has come!"

He jumped onto the high platform and raised his fingers contemptuously: "Trash, come up and die!"

Chu Shaoyang slowly walked onto the high platform.

Below, a group of disciples were discussing.

"Senior Brother Li Yiyun is extremely talented and is now at the second level of the Divine Vein Realm. He will definitely win the qualification for training."

"This Chu Shaoyang is only at the first level of Divine Vein Realm?"

"A, B, C and D are the four courtyards. As expected, the D-shaped courtyard is the weakest. This kind of trash dares to participate in the competition!"

Li Yiyun looked at Chu Shaoyang playfully: "In order to meet you, I spent a lot of spiritual stones!"

"I won't kill you right away."

"First chop off your hands and feet, and finally, chop you into pieces with one knife at a time!"

He pulled out a black sword from the storage ring.

The blade is like ink, shining with an icy cold light, and is very sharp.

"Ninth-grade mortal soldier, black flame sword!"

"This is the ancestral sword of the Li family. Although it is an ordinary weapon, after years of tempering, it is extremely close to the level of a magical weapon!"

"Chu Shaoyang will definitely die!"

Comparing weapons?

Chu Shaoyang sneered and took out the Qingxiao Xuanyu Sword.

The sword comes out and the wind blows!

The sword buzzed, exuding an astonishing rhyme!

"Third...third-grade magic weapon!"

Everyone was shocked!

Chu Shaoyang is actually a sword cultivator!

He is still a sword cultivator with a third-grade magic weapon!

Li Yiyun's expression changed and he lowered his head to look at the sword in his hand.

The knife kept shaking.

It's afraid!

No matter how strong he is, he is still an ordinary soldier. How can he dare to compete with magical weapons?

Li Yiyun's eyes were full of jealousy: "You little loser, you are so lucky!"

"It's a pity that even if you have a magical weapon, you can't exert the power of the magical weapon at the first level of the Divine Vein Realm!"

He licked his lips greedily and smiled evilly: "Kill you, and this sword will be mine!"

The blade of the sword shook, and Li Yiyun came to kill with the sword, sweeping across fiercely!

The torrential spiritual energy condensed on the blade, bursting into deep black light.

Among them, a little bloody light surged quietly!

"It's Li Jiafan's fourth-grade sword technique, the bloodthirsty sword!"

"Absorb spiritual energy and power, and make the ultimate sword strike. The sword will kill!"

Li Yiyun roared: "Go to hell!"

The sword's light is cold and sharp, and its momentum is extremely strong!

Killing move!

In the audience, Mu Chunxue exclaimed: "Elder Wang, stop him quickly!"

The rules say that the competition is regarded as a discussion and no killing is allowed.

But Li Yiyun not only used the sword, but also used the Li family's unique skills.

It’s clear that he wants to kill Chu Shaoyang!

Wang Changye seemed not to hear and looked on coldly.

Chu Shaoyang suddenly sneered: "So what if I bribed the elder?"

"You will be the only one who dies!"

He suddenly raised his sword, and the light from the sword was like lightning!

Unparalleled fast sword, the sword is unparalleled!

A flash of extremely fast green light flashed quietly.

The sword flew out, a full hundred meters away, and penetrated into the ground.

Li Yiyun's hand was still holding the sword tightly.

Countless exclamations sounded.

On the stage, Li Yiyun turned his head blankly and looked at his right hand.

Broken!

Cut off by Chu Shaoyang's sword!

"This sword is too fast!"

Suddenly, cold murderous intent struck from behind.

Bitingly cold!

Li Yiyun suddenly turned his head.

Chu Shaoyang walked towards him step by step with a long sword in hand and a playful smile on his face.

"You just said you were going to chop off my hands and feet?"

Li Yiyun was shocked!

"I...I am the young master of the Li family. Do you dare to touch me?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled coldly and struck out with another sword!

puff!

The sword light penetrated Li Yiyun's dantian, staining the arena with blood!

Li Yiyun knelt on the ground and tried his best to cover his Dantian, but he couldn't keep the spiritual energy that was constantly escaping.

"You actually ruined my cultivation!"

Chu Shaoyang's sword hung in front of Li Yiyun's throat: "You are the one who is useless!"

The Qingxiao Mysterious Jade Sword chanted softly.

The sharp energy overflowed from the sword's edge, tearing open a slight sword mark and spilling blood!

If you move forward a little, you can penetrate Li Yiyun's throat!

Li Yiyun is scared!

"No, don't kill me!"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have offended you, I am the waste, a bumpkin!"

Bang bang bang!

He slapped her repeatedly.

In order to survive, I dare not hold anything back.

After several slaps, his white teeth were shattered and he vomited blood.

"Spineless!"

Chu Shaoyang kicked him out of the ring.

Then, he turned to look at Wang Changye, smiling playfully: "Not killing is not considered a violation of the rules, right?"

Provocation!

Naked provocation!

Wang Changye was furious, but gritted his teeth and endured it.

Li Yiyun, this waste, can't even beat the first level of the Divine Vein Realm!

And he lost face!

The sect rules, unless the disciples violate the rules, can not be punished at will.

Violators will be abolished and expelled from the Qingming Academy!

"It doesn't count!"

Wang Changye announced angrily: "The eleventh game, Chu Shaoyang wins!"

Chu Shaoyang calmly put away his sword and walked off the stage.

Wherever he passed, the disciples avoided him and dared not touch him.

"Aren't all the Dingziyuan useless? There is such a master!"

"The first level of the Divine Vein Realm, surpassing the level to kill the second level of the Divine Vein Realm, what a terrifying talent!"

"You are only half right."

In the crowd, a young man in green gently waved his folding fan.

This person is none other than Feng Baiyu, the son of the Feng family!

He smiled slightly and said, "But relying on the power of the magic weapon, he won by a surprise attack, which brought shame to Dingziyuan!"

Chu Shaoyang paused, turned around, and smiled coldly, "It seems that just cutting off one of your hands is not enough to teach you a lesson!"

Feng Baiyu's smile froze, and he was furious, "Chu Shaoyang, don't be so proud!"

"My cousin is here today, and I want you to pay for the broken arm with your life!"

The young man in blue beside him was the cousin he was talking about!

His face was unruly, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were bright, and his aura was like a bottomless abyss, unfathomable!

Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations in the crowd.

"The first person in Dingziyuan, Feng Linghui!"

"I heard that he had the qualifications to enter Qingming Academy for training, but he had been training outside and honing himself, which delayed him for three years."

"It was during these three years that his strength improved by leaps and bounds. Although he was admitted to the lower house, he was qualified to enter the upper house!"

Feng Linghui smiled at Chu Shaoyang and said with contempt: "With this little strength, dare you touch my brother?"

Murderous aura gushed out!

A shocking aura burst out from Feng Linghui, as powerful as a river!

The third level of the Divine Vein Realm!

He said proudly: "Kneel down, kowtow and confess your guilt, and I can leave you with an intact body!"

The aura surged towards Chu Shaoyang, suppressing him fiercely!

His eyes were full of pride.

In his opinion, in front of his absolute strength, Chu Shaoyang had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy!

Chu Shaoyang looked calm and indifferent: "Let me kneel down and admit my fault?"

"You, don't deserve it!"