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Zhao Qi murmured to himself and disappeared in a flash.

The night is getting darker, and Tianyangmen is quiet. Zhao Qijing sat in his cave and practiced with his eyes closed.

After consecutive victories, he was not complacent, but more alert. He knew that his outstanding performance would surely attract the attention of rival sects.

At this moment, a faint wave of breath caught Zhao Qi's attention.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He felt that someone was spying on him secretly. Although this breath was weak, it could not hide from his perception.

Zhao Qi moved and disappeared instantly.

He appeared at the door of the cave, looking around with cold eyes. However, there was silence all around, and nothing suspicious was found.

"Am I worrying too much?" Zhao Qi frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

But his intuition told him that things were not that simple. He decided to strengthen his own training and defense in order to deal with possible crises.

Back in the cave, Zhao Qi took out a spiritual stone and began to absorb the spiritual energy in it.

His mind was completely immersed in his cultivation, the spiritual energy in his body was rolling, and his aura was as majestic as the sea.

As time went by, his cultivation level continued to improve, and his aura became more powerful.

At this moment, a black shadow quietly approached Zhao Qi's cave. There was a cold aura exuding from the black shadow, which was obviously coming from an evil person.

However, just when the black shadow was about to approach the cave, a sharp sword light suddenly lit up, forcing the black shadow back.

"Who?!" Zhao Qi flashed and appeared in front of the black shadow, pointing the sword directly at the opponent. His eyes were as cold as knives, and he exuded a powerful murderous aura.

The black shadow was injured by Zhao Qi's sword energy, and his figure was revealed.

It turned out to be a monk dressed in black, with a sinister face and a cunning light in his eyes. He was the spy sent by the Spirit Sword Sect to spy on Zhao Qi secretly.

"Hmph! The little Tianyang Sect, dare to be an enemy of our Spirit Sword Sect? I will attack you first today!" The black-clothed monk sneered, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and he rushed towards Zhao Qi.

A hint of coldness flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes, and he moved to fight with the black-clothed monk.

The two men's swordsmanship was exquisite, and their sword energy crisscrossed each other, making the fight indistinguishable. However, Zhao Qi was stronger after all, and after a fierce battle, he finally defeated the black monk.

"Tell me! Who are you? Why are you here to spy?" Zhao Qi asked coldly, pointing the tip of his sword at the throat of the monk in black.

A trace of fear flashed in the black-clothed monk's eyes, but he said firmly: "Hmph! You have to kill or behead me as you please! I, the Spirit Sword Sect, will never let you go!"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes, but he knew he couldn't kill the monk yet.

He needed to get more information about the Spirit Sword Sect from the other party. So, he used a soul-searching technique and directly invaded the black-clothed monk's sea of ​​consciousness.

After some searching, Zhao Qi finally learned about the conspiracy of Elder Hei Yuan of the Spirit Sword Sect.

It turns out that Elder Hei Yuan saw how outstanding Zhao Qi was and planned a conspiracy against him. They spread rumors that there was a divine weapon in Zhao Qi's hand, trying to lure other sects and casual cultivators to snatch it, thereby weakening the Tianyang Clan's strength.

After learning the truth, Zhao Qi sneered in his heart. He decided to use this conspiracy to counterattack the Lingjian Sect.

He let the black monk go and deliberately leaked some false news to him. Then he began to strengthen his own training and defense work to prepare for the upcoming challenges.

Inside the Tianyang Gate, in a quiet training cave, Zhao Qi sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his whole body was enveloped by a layer of faint aura.

As time passed, his aura became calmer and the fluctuations of his spiritual energy became more intense.

"Huh..." Zhao Qi let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were shining, and it was obvious that he had achieved success in his cultivation.

"Senior brother, are you finished practicing?" Yi Wuxiao's voice came from outside the cave.

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and stood up: "Yes, Wuxiao, is something okay?"

Yi Wuxiao walked into the cave and said with admiration: "Senior brother, you are really the pride of our Tianyang Sect. I heard that you have made another breakthrough recently?"

Zhao Qi shook his head humbly: "It's just a slight improvement. By the way, why did you come to see me?"

Yi Wuxiao slapped his head and said suddenly: "Oh, by the way, the head master wants you to go to the main hall."

Zhao Qi nodded, secretly guessing why the head master came to find him. He straightened his robes and followed Yi Wuxiao to the main hall.

In the main hall, Elder Chen Guang was sitting upright. When he saw Zhao Qi arriving, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Zhao Qi, you're here." Elder Chenguang greeted.

Zhao Qi stepped forward and saluted: "I have met my uncle."

"Yes." Elder Chen Guang nodded, "Zhao Qi, your recent performance has been very good, and I am very pleased to be my teacher. However, the path of cultivation will never end, and you still need to continue to work hard."

Zhao Qi responded respectfully: "Yes, Master. Disciple will definitely work harder."

Elder Chen Guang smiled and nodded, then took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Qi: "These are some cultivation experiences and swordsmanship secrets that I have compiled recently. Take it and take a look."

Zhao Qi took the jade slip and felt moved in his heart: "Thank you, uncle, for the generous gift."

Elder Chenguang waved his hand: "You deserve this. Okay, go ahead and practice hard, and don't let down your expectations as a teacher."

After Zhao Qi said goodbye to Elder Chenguang, he returned to his cave.

He couldn't wait to open the jade slip and began to study its contents. As time went by, he gradually gained enlightenment and gained a deeper understanding of cultivation and swordsmanship.

In the following days, in addition to practicing on his own, Zhao Qi also began to guide the cultivation of his junior brothers and sisters.

He imparted the knowledge and experience he learned from the jade slips to help them solve the problems they encountered in cultivation.

"Senior brother, why can't I always practice this step well?" A junior sister asked with a grimace.

Zhao Qi walked over with a smile, observed her practice process carefully and said, "Your spiritual energy is not flowing smoothly. It should be due to blockage of the meridians. Come, let me help you clear the meridians."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and gently placed it on his junior sister's back, and a soft spiritual energy slowly injected into her body.

The junior sister only felt a warm current rushing through her body, and the originally blocked meridians were instantly unblocked.

"Wow! Senior brother, you are so powerful!" Junior sister shouted in surprise.

Zhao Qi smiled: "This is just a trivial matter. You can try that step again now." Junior sister nodded and started practicing again. This time she successfully completed that step of the training process, with a happy smile on her face.

Under Zhao Qi's guidance and help, the disciples of Tianyang Sect have greatly improved their cultivation progress. Not only have they significantly improved in strength, but they have also gained a lot of fun and insights during their training.

In this way, Zhao Qi spent a fulfilling and enjoyable time practicing in Tianyang Sect.

As his strength continued to improve, he also won the respect and love of his disciples. Under his leadership, Tianyang Sect's strength has grown day by day.

The mountains outside Tianyang Gate are covered with verdant green and shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was extremely tense today.

The Lingjian Sect launched another challenge, and Zhao Qi led the disciples of the Tianyang Sect to prepare in formation.

The sun shone slantingly, the sword light flickered, and the eyes of both sides collided fiercely in the void.

Inside the gate, the atmosphere was tense and serious, because the upcoming confrontation between the sects was related to the honor and dignity of the Tianyang Gate.

Zhao Qi stood in the center of the martial arts arena, dressed in white and wearing snow, with firm and deep eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhao Qi, this confrontation depends on you!" Yi Wuxiao patted Zhao Qi on the shoulder, his eyes full of trust and expectation.

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and said, "Wuxiao, don't worry, I will do my best."

At this moment, a long roar pierced the sky, and the monks of the Spirit Sword Sect descended outside Tianyang Gate like sword light. They were all fierce, as if they were going to crush Tianyang Gate.

"Disciples of the Tianyang Sect, come out and challenge!" an elder from the Lingjian Sect leader shouted provocatively.

Zhao Qi moved and arrived at the gate of Tianyang Gate in an instant. He held a long sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the monks of Lingjian Sect, and said coldly: "If you want to step into Tianyang Gate, you must pass me first!"

"Zhao Qi, today's battle will definitely make your Tianyang Sect lose face!" Elder Hei Yuan of Lingjian Sect said coldly, with a sinister look on his face.

Zhao Qi's expression was calm and his eyes were as bright as a torch. He responded calmly: "Elder Hei Yuan, don't talk too much. The outcome has not yet been decided, and no one can say victory or defeat lightly."

"Hmph! Then let me see the real chapter!" Elder Hei Yuan gave the order, and the disciples of the Lingjian Sect unsheathed their swords and rushed towards the disciples of the Tianyang Sect.

Zhao Qi moved and turned into a sword light and rushed into the enemy formation. His swordsmanship was exquisite, and every sword swing carried the force of thunder, forcing the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect to retreat one after another.

"Such a strong sword energy!" Elder Hei Yuan was secretly shocked, but he was not to be outdone and faced him with his sword.

The masters of both sides launched a thrilling confrontation on the martial arts field.

The sword energy criss-crossed, making it difficult to separate. Zhao Qi relied on his extraordinary strength and wisdom to repulse Elder Hei Yuan's attacks many times, and took the opportunity to guide the disciples of Tianyang Sect to fight back.

"Wuxiao, Youyuan, you outflank from the left!" Zhao Qi shouted, his voice echoing on the battlefield.

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the Spirit Sword Sect monks like a bolt of lightning.

As the long sword danced, the sword light flashed and the cold air was overwhelming. The monks of the Spirit Sword Sect drew their swords to fight, but they seemed powerless in the face of Zhao Qi's sword skills.

His figure is like no one on the battlefield, and every time he takes a shot, his opponent is overwhelmed.

Yi Wuxiao and Zhang Youyuan took action immediately after hearing the words. They led the Tianyang Sect disciples to outflank them from the left, catching the Lingjian Sect disciples off guard.

At the same time, the three female disciples Lan Lingling, Chen Yuhe and Su Linger were not idle either.

They shuttled freely on the battlefield, using softness to overcome strength, and defeated one opponent after another with their unique swordsmanship.

"What a powerful swordsmanship! Senior Brother Zhao Qi is so powerful!" The disciples of Tianyang Sect cheered one after another. They were proud of Zhao Qi's consecutive victories.

The monks of Lingjian Sect all had pale faces. They didn't expect Zhao Qi to be so powerful.

The elder who led the team was so angry that he gritted his teeth and secretly determined to find out Zhao Qi's weaknesses and avenge his shame.

In the next few confrontations, Zhao Qi fought more and more bravely, not only defeating many masters from the Lingjian Sect, but also leaving his opponents behind with his exquisite swordsmanship.

"Senior Brother Zhao Qi is really our Tianyang Sect's lucky star! With him here, why should our Tianyang Sect be unhappy?" The disciples were talking one after another, full of respect and admiration for Zhao Qi.

"The Tianyang Sect is indeed worthy of its reputation!" Elder Hei Yuan of the Lingjian Sect sighed, "It seems that winning today's battle will not be easy."

On the battlefield outside Tianyang Gate, sword energy was everywhere, and the light of various spells intertwined into a gorgeous sea of ​​light.

Zhao Qi, wearing a green shirt and holding a long sword, stood in the center of the battlefield, like a majestic mountain, guarding the dignity of Tianyang Gate.

His swordsmanship is as agile as flowing water, and every sword swing has the power of thunder.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the disciples of Lingjian Sect retreated one after another, unable to resist his edge.

"Zhao Qi, don't be so arrogant!" Elder Hei Yuan of Lingjian Sect roared angrily and faced him with his sword. His swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, and every sword hit Zhao Qi's vitals.

However, Zhao Qi was like an erratic cloud, able to escape Elder Hei Yuan's attacks at critical moments every time. And his counterattack was as fast as lightning, making it difficult for Elder Hei Yuan to guard against.

"Hahaha, Elder Hei Yuan, your swordsmanship is nothing more than this!" Zhao Qi laughed and mocked.

Elder Hei Yuan's face turned livid with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Qi, don't be too proud! Today I will let you see the true strength of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

As he spoke, he displayed a powerful sword technique, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, sweeping towards Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi's expression was solemn. He knew that the power of this sword was extraordinary and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

He took a deep breath, circulated the spiritual energy in his body to the maximum, and then faced him with his sword.

"Boom!" A loud noise came, and the two sword energies collided fiercely in the air, bursting out with dazzling light.

Zhao Qi felt a huge force coming from the sword, making his arms numb.

But he did not flinch, but took advantage of the force of the counterattack to move behind Elder Hei Yuan.

"Elder Hei Yuan, I have already learned your swordsmanship, now it's my turn!" Zhao Qi said with a sneer, and then stabbed Elder Hei Yuan in the back with a sword.

Elder Hei Yuan was shocked. He did not expect that Zhao Qi's speed was so fast that he could not avoid it. He could only try his best to resist with his sword.

"Cang!" A sound of gold and iron echoed, and Zhao Qi's sword was blocked by Elder Hei Yuan. But Elder Hei Yuan was also shocked by Zhao Qi's sword energy and took a few steps back, and his face turned pale. (End of chapter)