Seeking the Immortal Way

Ruan Qianqiu did not care about the opinions of the crowd, his eyes swept across the audience, and when his gaze landed on Lin Yan, his eyes became even more arrogant, especially when he saw Li Mengqi by Lin Yan's side, his eyes revealed killing intent.

If it wasn't for the fact that Lin Yan's cultivation was only at the late period of Foundation Stage and was simply unable to reach Ethereal Opening Realm, Ruan Qianqiu really wanted to directly challenge Lin Yan and teach him a lesson in front of everyone, making him look down on him.

Ruan Qianqiu's gaze shifted away from Lin Yan and the others, just in time to see Zhao Ming and Yuan Ge, who had just gotten up on stage. He pointed with his finger and said to the two of them coldly: "Hey, you two come over here, I want to challenge you two."

Hearing that, everyone looked at Yuan Ge and Zhao Ming who were about to leave, and could not help but frown. He felt that this Ruan Qianqiu was not very polite.

He was a tall and sturdy, although he was careful in battle, but after hearing Ruan Qianqiu's words, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He turned around to look at the man, and was about to go up the stage.

Zhao Ming stopped him from entering, and laughed: "Senior brother, why not let me first probe his strength, after we finish him, we can go and spar on swordsmanship."

Yuan Ge looked at Ruan Qianqiu who was on the stage, and felt that he was only a cultivator from Ethereal Opening Realm, with Zhao Ming's swordsmanship, there shouldn't be a problem, he just nodded and agreed.

Zhao Ming turned around and walked up the stage. He cupped his hands at Ruan Qianqiu and smiled: "flying cloud gate, Zhao Ming, I am here to seek your guidance. May I know who you are?"

Ruan Qianqiu sneered, stood with his hands behind his back, and arrogantly said: "Heavenly Thunder Sect, Ruan Qianqiu."

Zhao Ming laughed and said: "So it's Heavenly Thunder Sect's senior brother. Please excuse us, we …"

With a clang, an ear-piercing sound of a sword being drawn interrupted the latter half of Zhao Ming's words. Ruan Qianqiu pointed the longsword in his hands towards the Zhao Ming in front, and said coldly: "You really speak too much nonsense, pull out the sword."

When everyone heard Ruan Qianqiu's words, they felt that he was not very polite. At the same time, a wave of disgust rose in their hearts.

Zhao Ming was already dissatisfied with this person, but due to the sect's face, he wanted to be courteous with him, but he did not expect that this person would be so rude. He kept his smile and pulled out the longsword from his waist, placing it horizontally in front of his chest.

Ruan Qianqiu glanced at Zhao Ming in front of him, and with a look of disdain on his face, the longsword in his hand shook, and a sword flower swung out. A line of Sword Qi s quickly shot out, and amidst the white colored Sword Qi, there seemed to be a type of lightning.

Zhao Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, he anxiously used his sword to block, and activated his genuine essence s with all his might, wanting to defend against the opponent's sword attack.

In addition to that, he was also cultivating the Wind Lightning swordsmanship that the sect master of Heavenly Thunder Sect had imparted to him, so its power was extraordinary. The Wind Lightning swordsmanship was a superior swordsmanship in the first place, and Ruan Qianqiu had almost cultivated this swordsmanship to the Perfection Stage, so the power of the sword moves he used would naturally be great as well.

With a bang, the Sword Qi that was accompanied by the sound of thunder seemed to have the power of a thousand kilograms, and directly crashed into Zhao Ming's longsword, at the same time ripping open Zhao Ming's genuine essence defense, and directly left a shallow sword mark on his chest.

Zhao Ming felt as if his body had been struck by lightning, as he was directly sent flying backwards. Blood spurted out of his mouth, leaving a long trail of blood as he heavily smashed into the defensive barrier behind him. His face was pale white, and blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

Ruan Qianqiu looked at Zhao Ming in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised into a proud smile, as he sheathed his sword and stood still, with a look of arrogance.

Everyone present frowned, they all looked at Ruan Qianqiu who was on the stage and started to discuss softly.

"This person's strength is unexpectedly so strong, his power is truly frightening, Senior Brother Zhao Ming was actually unable to take a casual strike from him, but seeing that his cultivation is only at the early stage of Ethereal Opening Realm, why is he so powerful?"

"I feel that there's something wrong with this set of swordsmanship, I'm afraid it's a top-notch cultivation technique. The Sword Qi was accompanied by thunder, as though they have already comprehended the meaning of thunder, this swordsmanship is truly terrifying."

"No matter what, he is overdoing it. Looking at his appearance, he does not hold back at all. Judging from Senior Brother Zhao Ming's current state, he has most likely suffered from internal injuries and lost the ability to fight."

"Dammit, Sky Cloud Martial Sect and flying cloud gate's competition is about the limit, and this person's method is truly too excessive. He actually injured Senior Brother Zhao Ming, could it be that the elders are blind? Such a person would probably be punished. "

"That might not be the case, although the rules of the competition has to be said, swords and sabers have no eyes, so it is hard to avoid people getting injured. In the last competition of the swordsmanship, there was already a situation like that, the sect did not pursue this matter, so, as long as there are no life-threatening dangers, they will not be punished."

"It's better that you quickly get an expert and beat this Heavenly Thunder Sect's Ruan Qianqiu down, so that he won't become an eyesore on the stage. It's just that I don't have enough strength, otherwise, I will definitely go up on stage and teach him a lesson, letting him know just how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

"Don't worry. There will definitely be experts from the two great sects who can teach him a lesson. So, there's no need to worry. Let's just wait and see."

When the Sky Cloud Martial Sect saw Zhao Ming being injured, he was extremely furious and shouted loudly. Raising the longsword in his hand, he immediately rushed up the stage.

Seeing that, Lin Yan sighed, he shook his head, thinking that Yuan Ge's actions were too rash.

Yuan Ge's heart burned with anger, without saying anything further, he went up the stage and immediately used his killing move, without holding back at all, his only goal was to avenge Zhao Ming.

Ruan Qianqiu snorted coldly, and another Sword Light appeared. The Sword Qi carried the sound of thunder with it, and in the moment of confrontation, it had already ripped apart the Sword Qi in the origin lattice, and instantly penetrated through. The gigantic Sword Qi, with the sound of thunder, immediately swept towards the origin lattice.

Bang, the Yuan Dan was hit and his body was still sent flying by the lightning Sword Qi, crashing onto the back of the barrier, he spat out a mouthful of blood and became dispirited. His face became much paler, and he lost the ability to fight.

The spectators were shocked once again, some of them even shook their heads, although Ruan Qianqiu's attitude was truly too arrogant, but with the swordsmanship in his hands, he truly had the qualifications to be so arrogant. From the looks of the sword might, there were very few people who could be his opponent.

Ruan Qianqiu glanced at the two of them, placed the longsword in his hands behind his back, and sneered: "Flying swordsmanship, Flowing Cloud swordsmanship, it's only so-so, is there really no one that can fight them? It's really disappointing. "

After he said this, the crowd below the stage became even angrier. All of them rubbed their fists and rubbed their palms together. They all wanted to go up onto the stage and teach this person a lesson, but after thinking about their own strength, none of them wanted to go up.