Chapter 74 Battle

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Bai Daobin vanished from his spot and reappeared beside Xu Yuanlang.

The powerful, heavy whip kick, like a heavy axe, came fiercely towards Xu Yuanlang's vitals.

"Bluestone - Amidst a Thousand Peaks!"

A heavy stone shield suddenly blocked Bai Daobin's path, preventing him from having enough distance to unleash his full power.

"break!"

Even so, Bai Daobin suddenly exhaled, and a massive amount of spiritual energy suddenly condensed in his leg and kicked hard.

The entire shield dented, and Xu Yuanlang felt a terrifying impact suddenly strike him, slamming the heavy magical artifact against the edge of the arena.

The cultivators below erupted in gasps of surprise.

When Xu Yuanlang stopped, they saw a dent more than an inch deep on the magic artifact.

"So strong!"

Xu Yuanlang slowly exhaled a breath of cool air. As expected of an inner disciple from the Qingming Sect, he was far more powerful than ordinary rogue cultivators.

"You've exceeded my expectations; you're no ordinary cultivator."

Bai Daobin calmly withdrew his left leg and looked down at Xu Yuanlang, who had retreated to the edge of the ring.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment!"

Xu Yuanlang put away his magic weapon, took two steps forward, and his eyes instantly turned into a deep black. His aura suddenly became much stronger.

"Where the soul resides!"

He has now reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. After using this move, his strength will be forcibly increased by a certain amount. Compared with the Qi Refining Perfection level, the difference should not be significant.

"Hmph, you're asking for death!"

Bai Daobin's eyes flickered; he could sense that Xu Yuanlang's aura had changed.

He immediately brought his sword fingers together, sword energy surging within, and struck Xu Yuanlang's brow.

"Bang!"

The expected splattering of blood did not occur; in fact, everyone on and off the stage was completely taken aback.

Xu Yuanlang also brought his sword fingers together, directly confronting Bai Daobin. Their fingers did not touch, but their sword energies collided and annihilated each other.

Terrifying bursts of spiritual energy emanated from their fingertips, causing the onlookers, early-stage Qi Refining cultivators, to lose their footing and hastily retreat.

"A draw? Impossible!"

The Bai family patriarch stood up, his eyes wide with horror, and he involuntarily cried out.

"Hahaha!"

Overjoyed, He Yanjia burst into laughter, clapping his hands.

"My son is right. There is hope. There is hope."

On the arena, a hint of shock and apprehension flashed in Bai Daobin's calm eyes.

"In the past, only disciples of my Qingming Sect could challenge other cultivators of higher levels. When did such a reversal of the natural order occur?"

This child cannot be allowed to live; we must find a way to kill him.

Bai Daobin abruptly withdrew his sword finger, and Xu Yuanlang's heart pounded as alarm bells rang. He quickly fled backward.

"out!"

At the same time, several sword lights flew out from the demon-slaying gourd in his hand, heading straight for Bai Daobin's head.

"Hmph, fall!"

The next moment, a flying sword suddenly appeared around Bai Daobin. He unleashed the sword and spun in the air like a fish, cleanly severing all sword lights. Then, Bai Daobin grabbed the flying sword, and in an instant, his aura surged.

At the same time, the flying sword emitted a long roar like a dragon's cry and a tiger's howl. The auras of the man and the sword began to merge in an instant, just like a bright giant sword standing proudly in the world.

"A sword cultivator?"

Not only was Xu Yuanlang on the stage shocked, but all the onlookers felt a sharp aura descend upon them, making them feel a chill run down their spines.

"It is said that the most powerful, fiercest, and ruthless cultivators in the world are sword cultivators."

With only one sword, one can fight against heaven and earth, slay demons and monsters, its sharpness unparalleled, relieving those in dire straits above and quelling injustices throughout the world below.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is already very powerful. Someone else might have won, but Bai Daobin is an extremely powerful sword cultivator."

He Yanjia couldn't help but sigh, his face turning ashen, and he spoke to He Qingsheng beside him.

"Father, let me take another look!"

He Qingsheng still clung to a sliver of hope, constantly comforting his father, while He Yanjia shook his head helplessly; he had given up all hope.

"Aside from sparring with my fellow disciples, you're the first person who forced me to use the Haoxu Sword after I became a sword cultivator!"

The tip of the flying sword lightly touched the ground, and Bai Daobin raised his head to look at the sky and spoke slowly.

"So, you're saying I should feel honored?"

"I'm just stating the facts!"

The next moment, the flying sword suddenly moved. Bai Daobin's aura became completely integrated with the flying sword. As the flying sword moved, he moved too.

"Blue Leaf Cage!"

With a flick of his wrist, a massive, multi-layered cage of green leaves instantly appeared, trapping Bai Daobin inside.

"break!"

A sword light over ten feet long suddenly flew out, cleaving open the nine-layered green leaf cage with a single strike.

That wasn't all. After the sword light swept across the arena, it burrowed into the ground, to an unknown depth, followed by a thunderous sound.

"Pfft!"

A fountain erupted from underground, actually breaking through the aquifer.

"Vermilion Bird - A Thousand Trees of Flowers!"

No one paid attention to the fountain. At the same time the sword light appeared, Xu Yuanlang used his fire-type natal magic weapon.

This magical artifact is a crimson sphere, within which is a Vermilion Bird spreading its wings as if about to take flight. The next moment, a beam of red light shoots out.

When Bai Daobin saw the pillar of light, a look of surprise flashed across his face, as if he sensed danger from it.

"cut!"

He didn't use any other techniques, but slowly picked up the Haoxu Sword in his hand and swung it outwards. The arc of the flying sword, which seemed slow but was actually fast, was somewhat mysterious.

He was a sword cultivator, and he believed only in the sword. Even if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, even if the world ended, he believed that the flying sword in his hand could mend the sky and shake the earth, and cut the world apart.

The fierce beam of light collided violently with the inconspicuous flying sword, but the expected earth-shattering scene did not occur; the tip of the beam of light was actually shattered.

Everyone, including Bai Daobin, was stunned by what they saw. Was this attack just a show? Was it all just empty words?

"wrong!"

The sense of crisis in Bai Daobin's heart did not disappear, but instead suddenly intensified.

Suddenly, the surroundings turned crimson. Bai Daobin looked up and saw several smaller beams of light dodging his flying sword. Then, even more smaller beams of light emerged from these beams.

It's like a large, leafy tree that suddenly lights up, as if it's covered in red flowers, so beautiful that you can't help but be captivated by it.

"wrong!"

Bai Daobin felt a strong alarm bell ring in his heart. Sure enough, the next moment, these tiny beams of light extended and converged again, transforming back into a red beam of light, like the branches of a large tree, which attacked Bai Daobin's back.