I rely on length to cultivate immortality

The Sword-asking Sect did not select the participating disciples in advance, but several people came up and let Li Xiuchang choose.

If Li Xiuchang just picked an opponent, he would be weaker in terms of momentum anyway.

Because Li Xiuchang was "carefully selected" by the Immortal Dust Sect, and his opponent seemed to be just a random passerby disciple of the Sword-asking Sect.

At this time, Li Xiuchang should hook his finger and say "You all come together" to maximize the show effect and hatred.

But he also knew that the Sword-asking Sect would never agree, and doing so would have no other use except to attract hatred.

Li Xiuchang stepped forward and said: "Senior, my mana is special and cannot be treated as an ordinary mid-stage foundation building. Please arrange a late-stage foundation building opponent for me, so that it is fair."

After that, a wisp of black mana emerged from his fingertips.

Li Xiuchang's move was also to give the elders who were watching the game a shot in advance, telling them that his mana was special and of high quality and purity, so that these elders would not doubt his true cultivation.

The straight-forward sword cultivator elder of the Sword Sect glanced at the mana at Li Xiuchang's fingertips, and his face was slightly solemn.

But the inner disciples in the middle stage of foundation building behind him were not happy.

"Do you think we are not as good as you?"

"You can only know the strength after fighting."

"It's not that whoever has more condensed mana is more powerful."

The straight-forward sword cultivators said directly if they were dissatisfied, without hiding anything.

The Sword Sect disciples watching the battle below also had some complaints about Li Xiuchang's move, and they talked about it, feeling that Li Xiuchang was deliberately provoking.

The Sword Sect elder felt that what the disciples behind him said made sense, so he refused and said, "No need, you pick an opponent."

Li Xiuchang no longer insisted, and since he had said so much, he finished the fight early, received the reward and left.

"Then let's go with this fellow Taoist." Li Xiuchang pointed at someone casually.

That was a... a straight-forward swordsman who was no different from other straight-forward swordsmen. The straight-forward swordsmen all wore similar clothes and had similar temperaments. Li Xiuchang could not find any points to describe him and other straight-forward swordsmen.

After deciding on the opponent, the others all withdrew, leaving the stage to Li Xiuchang and a straight-forward swordsman.

"I am Li Xiuchang, please give me more advice." Li Xiuchang said politely.

When he was out, he represented the image of the Xianchen Sect, so he had to be polite.

"I am Yu Feng, please give me some advice!"

The straight-forward swordsman Yu Feng raised his hand and flew out a sword light, taking the lead.

Li Xiuchang was not in a hurry, and sent out several black magic powers, which fell around him.

The "charcoal array" was formed, and Li Xiuchang was wrapped in a layer of black barrier, surrounded by layers of black air, like a person in the devil's way.

Yu Feng's flying sword pierced the barrier formed by the charcoal array, making a series of dingling and clanging sounds, just like piercing a stone with a needle, without any effect.

Li Xiuchang just stood there without moving, allowing Yu Feng to attack.

Yu Feng made sword gestures with both hands, and his hands danced like flying, but no matter how exquisite his sword skills were, no matter how sharp his sword moves were, it would be useless if he couldn't break the defense.

At this point, everyone had already seen that the two were not on the same level.

Li Xiuchang's defense was strong, not only in the charcoal array spell.

No matter how powerful the spell was, it would not be able to play its power in the hands of a weak person.

Li Xiuchang could ignore Yu Feng's attack with a single defensive spell because his mana quality was more overwhelming than Yu Feng. With this kind of mana quality, any defensive spell he used would be enough to beat Yu Feng for half a day.

If a powerful defensive spell was used, the strong combination of high-quality mana and powerful defensive spells would form the current situation.

Just one defensive spell could tire Yu Feng to death.

Yu Feng took the initiative to attack, and after a long time, he didn't touch the corner of Li Xiuchang's clothes. Instead, his flying sword was stained with more and more black mist.

The black mist was like a thorn in the flesh, adhering to the sword of the flying sword.

Yu Feng retracted the flying sword, and his spiritual sense swept over the sword body, trying to check what the black spots on the sword body were.

Then he saw that the spots formed by the black mist suddenly came to life, turning into black hornets, and pounced on Yu Feng.

Whoosh...

The flying sword danced wildly, impenetrable, and chopped up all the charcoal bees that pounced on Yu Feng.

But the dust that fell after the shattering gathered on the ground and piled up into a ball.

As Li Xiuchang's thoughts moved, the dust ball quickly gathered into a ball and exploded.

Yu Feng reacted very quickly and also held up a defensive spell, but he could not withstand the power of the explosion at all, and was directly thrown under the ring.

"Li Xiuchang of the Xianchen Sect won!"

The referee immediately announced the result of the game without any doubt.

Yu Feng, who fell under the ring, had blood on the corner of his mouth, but overall it seemed that there was no problem.

Li Xiuchang also held back, but he only transformed the charcoal-attributed mana on Yu Feng's flying sword into charcoal bees instead of directly summoning charcoal bees. In that case, the number of charcoal bees would be larger, and the power of the explosion would not be something Yu Feng could withstand.

However, if it really came to that, the referees on the side would definitely protect Yu Feng.

The audience in the audience had not recovered for a while.

The battle ended a little too quickly, and it was completely one-sided.

From the beginning to the end of the game, Li Xiuchang stood still and won without even moving a step, which was enough to show the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

At this time, everyone realized that Li Xiuchang's proposal to replace the opponent in the late stage of foundation building before the game was not provocative or arrogant, but he really didn't want to bully others.

After a few breaths, cheers rang out from the audience.

That was the cheers from the disciples of the Fairy Dust Sect, and...the cheers of the winner!

Yue Chongshan shouted the loudest: "Hahaha, I'm mad!"

Chen Gao couldn't hide the joy on his face.

All those who bet on Li Xiuchang's victory were cheering at this moment, but many people also regretted that they had bet too little.

Only the audience on the Wenjian Sect side did not make any sound, and were as quiet as the sect's library.

Of course, there are also a few young men who are secretly happy, but they dare not show it.

Zhang Wanzhi in the audience looked at Li Xiuchang who was enjoying the cheers and applause at the moment, and felt disgusted in his heart.

No matter how much limelight he had in the past, it was mainly confined to the outer sect of the Immortal Dust Sect. This time, Li Xiuchang was directly in front of tens of thousands of viewers from the four major sects. How could he not be envious?

Yu Feng got up and said with shame: "My skills are inferior to others, and I have embarrassed the sect."

Li Xiuchang didn't say anything more. His mission had been completed and he was ready to step down and leave.

But at this moment, another sword cultivator dressed in white flew onto the ring.

This Changzi sword cultivator is in the late stage of foundation building. He cupped his fists and said, "Asking Sword Sect Cui He, I would like to have a discussion with you."

Li Xiuchang said calmly: "The game is over."

Just before the game started, he gave Guo Wenjianzong a chance, but Wenjianzong still insisted on sending the mid-stage Foundation Establishment players to compete with him.

Now that the game is over and the results are out, Li Xiuchang will not accept their round-the-clock battle just because he feels that he has defeated the mid-level Foundation Establishment in vain.

If you win, you win. There is no need to prove anything.

Cui He nodded: "I'm willing to admit defeat. I just want to have a discussion with you on my own behalf, and it has nothing to do with anything else."

How could it be unrelated... If he loses on this stage, the face Li Xiuchang has just earned for the sect will have to be returned, and the Wenjian Sect will be able to regain at least half of the face it lost.

Although Li Xiuchang didn't think he would lose, there was really no need to bother.

"I reject."

Li Xiuchang simply turned around and left.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay. I am willing to bet this piece of spiritual gold. As long as you can beat me, this piece of spiritual gold will be yours."

A piece of golden metal the size of a thumb appeared in Cui He's hand.

Li Xiuchang had heard that spirit-containing fine gold was a growth-type material that was very suitable to be integrated into the natal magic weapon. It could speed up the speed at which the natal magic weapon absorbs spiritual energy when it is cultivated in the Dantian, thus increasing the growth rate of the natal magic weapon.

"That's the material that Senior Brother Cui is going to use to make the natal flying sword!"

"Junior Brother Cui also paid a lot of price in order to obtain this piece of spiritual gold, and actually..."

The audience was also in an uproar. They didn't expect Cui He to take out such a precious bet.

Growth-type materials are also the most suitable materials for creating natal magic weapons. The growth of natal magic weapons will not be restricted due to material quality issues.

Li Xiuchang is about to form an elixir, and he will soon be preparing to refine his natal magic weapon. He really needs this spirit-containing fine gold.

"Okay! Let's have a spar."

Li Xiuchang agreed.

"Do you want to restore your mana first?" Cui He asked.

"No need." Li Xiuchang didn't use much mana at all in the battle just now, which was only a drop in the bucket compared to his total mana.

Cui He looked serious, took out the flying sword in his hand, and said: "Then let's start!"

Li Xiuchang immediately launched an enhanced version of the "Black Bee Technique" that poured a lot of mana into it.

In an instant, the sky was full of black bees, and they quickly attacked Cui He.

This time Li Xiuchang chose to strike first and take the initiative to attack.

Cui He danced his flying sword wildly, but there were too many charcoal bees, and he was afraid that the charcoal bees would suddenly explode and make him make the same mistake as Yu Feng, so he could only keep retreating, and was soon forced to the edge of the ring.

Seeing that he was unable to defend himself, the courage to break the boat surged in his heart.

He gave up his defense, and the unique sword will of the Mingxin Sword Cultivator merged with the flying sword to achieve the unity of the heart and the sword. For a moment, the flying sword in his hand aroused sharp sword intent.

"go!"

Cui He's flying sword, with a sword intent that penetrated everything, broke through the siege of the carbon bees and flew towards Li Xiuchang.

Cui He knew that he had no chance of winning, but he could still give it a try and achieve a draw.

If his sword could pierce Li Xiuchang's defense, threaten Li Xiuchang's life, and force the elders on the referee's bench to take action, then it would be considered a tie.

Li Xiuchang's eyes were calm as he watched the unstoppable sword flying toward him.

Can the charcoal formation block this sword?

Li Xiuchang didn't know and had no intention of trying.

A thick and sharp kitchen knife appeared in his hand. The blade of the knife flashed with precious light and looked quite extraordinary.

Clang!

Li Xiuchang swiped the kitchen knife in his hand and accurately hit the flying sword, causing the flying sword to deviate from its original trajectory.

But at this time, a sword intention flew out of the flying sword and still stabbed Li Xiuchang according to the established trajectory.

At the same time, the Carbon Bees gathered in front of Cui He condensed into a ball and exploded.

Cui He had no way to retreat and could only bear the impact of the explosion head-on.

An elder on the referee's bench took action, stopped in front of Cui He, and protected Cui He.

However, when the elder took action, Cui He was already eliminated from the competition.

At this time, it mainly depends on whether Li Xiuchang can withstand Cui He's last sword attack.

On the referee's bench, some elders had already stood up, ready to save Li Xiuchang.

If Li Xiuchang can block this final blow, Cui He will be defeated. If he cannot block it and the elder needs to take action, the two will draw.

In the eyes of Li Xiuchang, who was holding a kitchen knife, the sword intent and a duck neck were no different, both of which were ingredients that could be cut.

Under the kitchen knife, all beings were equal, and everything could be cut.

Swish, swish, swish!

Li Xiuchang chopped the kitchen knife in his hand continuously, cutting the sword intent into many pieces, and finally slapped the blade, like slapping garlic, to completely scatter the scattered sword intent.

After putting away the knife, Li Xiuchang looked around the empty arena, as if asking: Who else?

Everything sounds complicated, but in fact, it only took a moment to decide the winner.

Li Xiuchang only used one spell and a kitchen knife throughout the whole process.

This extra match only took a few breaths.

Li Xiuchang could also fight Cui He with a kitchen knife for dozens of rounds, but he just wanted to make a quick decision.

He had to show his momentum to avoid Cui He No. 2 from popping up and getting entangled.

Li Xiuchang didn't want to work overtime anymore.