"please!"
"Go!" With a loud shout, Peng Chang was the first to draw his Wu Hook Sword.
The divine weapon, forged from millennia-old fire copper, spun in the air, spewing out flames and thick smoke that rose up before disappearing into the mist of the sea of clouds and gradually condensing into the shape of a fire dragon!
As the fire dragon grew stronger, the disciples from Feng Hui Peak and Long Shou Peak who had come to scout Li Ling's cultivation level couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.
Peng Chang usually kept a low profile, but his cultivation level was unexpectedly high. The heat he emitted when wielding the Wu Hook Sword was so intense that everyone couldn't help but take several steps back to avoid the scorching heat!
Li Ling, who was directly in the line of fire, remained unmoved. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the menacing fire dragon in front of him with a faint smile. This temperature was far from posing a threat to him.
Seeing Li Ling seemingly unconcerned through the fire dragon, Peng Chang felt a surge of anger. With a whoosh, the fire dragon roared silently and charged angrily towards Li Ling in front of him!
"roar!"
With a roar, the fire dragon had not yet reached Li Ling when an extremely hot, rolling stream of air came.
"Go!"
Faced with the fierce attack, Li Ling had no intention of drawing his Dragon Slayer Sword. With a soft shout, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the fire dragon formed from spiritual energy by the throat!
Suddenly, a golden flame spread from Li Ling's hand. At this moment, Peng Chang's expression changed drastically. He discovered that the fire dragon he had condensed with all his might was being burned.
The flames are being scorched by the flames?!
"How is this possible!" Peng Chang's face was full of disbelief.
Li Ling gripped the giant fire dragon's neck tightly with his right hand, as if he had seized its lifeline. No matter how desperately it struggled, it could not escape. As the golden flames in his hand slowly burned, they gradually eroded the crimson fire dragon!
Li Ling's body carries the bloodline of Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire. As the progenitor of fire, Zhu Rong's skill in playing with fire is far beyond what Peng Chang, an ordinary disciple, could match.
In the blink of an eye, the fire dragon had turned completely golden, and Peng Chang's spiritual power had been completely eroded!
"laugh!"
Li Ling clenched his fist tightly, and flames immediately flew everywhere. The fire dragon vanished instantly, leaving only a precious sword still in his hand. It was none other than the Wu Hook Sword that Peng Chang was so proud of!
Peng Chang had thought he would finally see the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Sword, but to his surprise, his signature move was easily countered in a single move, and even his magic weapon was taken away. Peng Chang was dumbfounded.
"Whoosh!!"
Even the disciples below the stage looked incredulous. To snatch the opponent's magic weapon in one move—this was the first time they had ever heard of such a thing in the twenty-year history of the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament!
This unbelievable situation made them burst into a commotion.
Upon seeing this, the Dragon Head Peak disciple responsible for scouting Li Ling's strength below the arena changed his expression slightly and hurriedly turned around and ran towards Qi Hao, who was also fighting on another arena!
Li Ling smiled, walked up to Peng Chang, and handed the Wu Hook Sword back to him with both hands, saying with a smile, "Senior Brother Peng, you're too kind!"
Peng Chang was not one to be a sore loser. After a slight pause, he reached out and took the Wu Hook Sword, saying with a wry smile, "Junior Brother's magic is unparalleled. I should thank you for sparing my life!"
He was a sensible man; he knew that the match was not over yet, and if Li Ling knocked him off the stage, it wouldn't actually be considered a violation.
The Qingyun Sect elder in charge of refereeing stroked his white beard and shouted loudly, "Good! This battle is won by Li Ling of Dragon Head Peak!"
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Chapter 342: Battle against Qi Hao
That evening, Li Ling returned to Biyutan and ran into Miss Lu Xueqi again, which was good news for Li Ling.
However, Lu Xueqi seemed to have heard the rumors among her fellow disciples and predicted that Li Ling's chances of winning the next match were not high. So she wanted to comfort Li Ling. Of course, given her personality, even if she was concerned, she only asked a question lightly.
Li Ling didn't care about this, because he knew that this girl probably didn't realize that she had become the bird in the net, waiting for Li Ling to reel her in!
Li Ling, however, was not particularly concerned that news of his upcoming duel with Qi Hao had already spread far and wide.
Nine out of ten Qingyun Sect disciples don't think Li Ling can win. He doesn't want to force himself to convince the girl that he will win right now, as that would only make him seem stubborn. He'll wait until tomorrow's competition results are out before making any decisions.
The next day, Li Ling arrived at the Qianhao Arena early. This was the largest of the eight arenas, located in the very center of the sea of clouds. The seven sect leaders and elders would be seated on this platform to watch the matches on the eight arenas below.
The most watched event will naturally be the martial arts competition on this Qianhao Arena! And today, this is where Li Ling and Qi Hao will clash.
It seemed that everyone had heard about the competition between the two most outstanding disciples of Dragon Head Peak, as all the disciples arrived exceptionally early today.
After all, one is an unparalleled cultivation prodigy who was exceptionally bestowed the Dragon-Slaying Sword by Cangsong, while the other is the runner-up of the previous Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament and the senior brother with the highest cultivation level on Dragon Head Peak!
The attraction of these two fighting is no less than that of Lu Xueqi's match yesterday.
Since Lu Xueqi wasn't competing this time, there was no one to compete with the two of them, so there were very few people watching the other arenas. Even the referees seemed distracted, obviously wanting to see the clash between the Dragon Slayer Sword heir and the previous year's runner-up!
As the seven sect leaders arrived and took their seats, and the disciples below gradually arrived, Li Ling and Qi Hao, who were already standing on the platform, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a sense of confrontation.
On the high platform, Shuiyue whispered to Lu Xueqi behind her, "Xueqi, watch carefully. No matter which of these two wins, the remaining one will be your formidable rival in taking first place. This is a great opportunity to observe their strengths and weaknesses!"
"Yes, Master!" Lu Xueqi nodded in a low voice, but her eyes never left Li Ling below the stage. However, when Li Ling's gaze inadvertently swept over her, she would unconsciously and quickly look away.
"Clang~~"
As the gongs and drums signaling the start of the competition sounded, the other seven high platforms were immediately illuminated by the light of magical artifacts, clearly indicating that the competition had already begun!
They all had the same idea: to finish their matches quickly so they could watch the competition on the Qianhao platform. Li Ling and Qi Hao remained standing far apart, neither of them making the first move!
"What's going on? Why aren't they competing?"
"Could it be a fixed match?"