Chapter 44: Fighting Madman, Hard Sword Cultivator

That meant that many of the disciples who had just challenged him had succeeded in defeating the contestants who were originally defending the ring.

Su Changqing's eyes fell on the ranking list. That little kid Xiao He's name was ranked among the top twenty. Among them, she also saw a few familiar names——

Lin Li.

Zhou Zhou.

Su Changqing raised her head slightly, with a few locks of black hair hanging on her temples and curling on the side of her neck. Then she blinked and looked at the ranking list again.

Well, I didn’t expect Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Zhou to come back from Buzhou Mountain so quickly.

She had previously seen them at Gongshan Pavilion taking on the task of going up to Mount Buzhou to retrieve the Xuan Iron Ore. She originally thought that they were not planning to participate in the sect competition. After all, Mount Buzhou was further away from the Tiandaoyuan than the Monster Mountain Range. If you make a round trip, you may not be able to make it in time.

Furthermore, their original purpose for accepting the mission should be the same as hers, both of which were to find opportunities for breakthrough.

Buzhou Mountain is a land of mineral veins, so the power of stars that can be sensed is more, and it just so happens that Senior Sister Lin and the others need to absorb more power of stars into their bodies in order to break through the barrier of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.

Thinking about it, their current cultivation should have improved.

but……

Su Changqing took a closer look at the ranking list and found that Senior Brother Liu Jingmo's name was not among them.

There is some doubt in my heart. Since Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Zhou have entered the defending competition, it should not be a big problem for Senior Brother Liu to be shortlisted.

Could it be that he was watching the fight like her?

To be precise, the ranking list hanging on the sky is countless at this moment. Not to mention that the wrestling competition has just begun, and as long as it is not the final decisive moment, the ranking may also change.

And the ranking above is nothing more than the ranking of the disciples who are now starting to defend the ring.

Su Changqing gathered her thoughts and patiently released her consciousness to observe the competition on the ring.

Eh?

As if she had discovered something, Su Changqing looked towards the stone platform in front of her to the right, and walked over.

When he reached a certain stone platform, he stood still and looked up.

It was Xiao He who was competing with a swordsmanship disciple.

What aroused Su Changqing's curiosity was that the sword cultivator disciple was at the Golden Core Stage; the sword cultivator focused on the sword's intention and power, and emphasized on breaking through ten thousand spells with one sword, and practiced An Neng. The strength of almost every sword cultivator is at the top of the same level.

When she was on the same stone platform with that little kid before, she discovered that he was a fighting maniac, so she was a little curious——

When the fighting madman meets another swordsman who is stronger and likes to be tough, what kind of sparks will fly?

Su Changqing stared at the stone platform intently, her twinkling eyes seeming to reflect the burning bright light.

The sword cultivator disciple at the early stage of the Golden elixir on the stage had a cold look on his face, and his expression was extremely indifferent. He glanced calmly at Xiao He opposite him, held the sharp long sword shining with cold light in his hand, and took the lead in launching the attack.

There seems to be only a slight difference between the Golden Core realm and the foundation-building Dzogchen cultivation level, but in fact it is like a chasm. Especially when the other party does not have other magic weapons or spiritual beasts to help make up for the gap, this gap becomes particularly obvious.

The extremely sharp long sword, carrying a killing sword force, slashed out with one sword, and the speed of the sword was as fast as the waning moon across the sky, but in the blink of an eye, the swordsmanship disciple had arrived in front of Xiao He.

A dazzling sword light flashed.

Xiao He's dodge was slightly missed, and his right shoulder was grazed by the sharp sword. His sleeve was torn, but no bright red was visible.

The sword cultivator's expression remained indifferent, but his brows were wrinkled almost unnoticeably. Unexpectedly, the opponent in front of him looked thin and immature, but he never expected that he was an expert in physical training.

Although the body is not as strong as an iron wall, it is not that easy to penetrate the defense.

Xiao He's thoughts were extremely calm, and he didn't even move his eyebrows, as if he wasn't the one who was injured by the sword a second ago. There was only a trace of coldness quietly swimming in his eyes.

The next moment, the power of the stars in the spiritual orifice quickly circulated within the body, covering his fist with murderous aura. Then he swept forward with lightning speed and punched the sword cultivator disciple.