Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Gu Ran, wielding a lightning whip in each hand, resembled a female executioner.

The lightning whips danced with unparalleled agility, their shadows overlapping like a torrential storm as they lashed out at her opponent.

The disciple from the Six Yang Academy frantically parried with his sword.

However, with each strike, the lightning arcs from the whip surged through, inflicting paralysis.

The disciple, whose body was half-numb, couldn't voice his suffering.

His right hand was now charred black, blood dripping continuously from the sword hilt.

His entire arm was scorched, countless lightning arcs flickering and dancing across his cracked skin.

Finally, the disciple could no longer endure it, his chest heaving as he opened his mouth.

"I admit..."

啪!

The lightning whip lashed out, striking him squarely on the mouth!

Instantly, the corner of the disciple's mouth split open, his lips turning black and charred!

Gu Ran's eyes flashed with fierce anger as she roared, "If I let you say it today, I'll take your name!"

Sent flying several feet, the disciple had barely steadied himself when several whip shadows descended upon him!

Still half-paralyzed, the young man was struck several times on the back before he could regain his footing.

He staggered!

A look of terror flashed in the young man's eyes, and heedless of his injuries, he cried out again.

"Admit...!!"

啪!!

Another whip struck him in the mouth, this time with even greater force.

The young man spat out two front teeth, his mouth full of blood, and desperately waved his hands towards Ge Qing in the sky above.

The blood-filled mouth could only utter muffled cries.

啪啪!!

Gu Ran's lightning whip continued to fall mercilessly upon his body.

The young man, convulsing all over, lay on the ground, foam bubbling from his mouth.

Finally, an elder from the Six Yang Academy could no longer bear to watch and spoke out.

"Enough! We concede!!"

However, Gu Ran in the array stared coldly at the elder.

Then, she looked up at the sky and said, "If I remember correctly, a concession only counts when the disciple on the stage says it, right?"

Ge Qing looked expressionlessly at the elder and said softly.

"That's right."

The elder grew anxious and said in a deep voice, "We are elders of the Six Yang Academy and have already said we concede!!"

"Why doesn't that count?"

Ge Qing glanced at the elder with cold eyes and said softly, "That's the rule! Do you have a problem with it?"

The elder opened his mouth, but after seeing Ge Qing's icy gaze, he was like a duck whose throat had been grabbed, unable to say a word.

He could only glare fiercely at Gu Ran and say coldly, "Good! Good! So this is the Great Xia Sword Sect!! I'll remember this!"

However, upon hearing this, the anger in Gu Ran's heart burst into flames!

The lightning whips conjured by her spiritual incantation transformed into a flurry of shadows, lashing wildly at the Six Yang Academy disciple!

Five breaths!

Ten breaths!

The violent whips continued until the disciple's entire body was charred black and lifeless before she stopped!

The elder had not left, but stood beside Gu Ran's arena, watching her complete everything!!

Gu Ran dispelled the spiritual incantation in her hands and met the elder's gaze with fierce eyes.

"The feud between us was sealed the moment your Six Yang Academy killed my Great Xia Sword Sect disciples!"

"If you want revenge, bring it on!"

"I hope to meet you again in the next round! You bastards!"

Gu Ran, with her slightly dark skin, showed no fear of the elder's murderous gaze.

Because Qin Xian stood behind her, unafraid of the elder's sudden attack!

At this time, all the arena disciples had finished their battles!

Except for Ye Feng, who severely injured his opponent, Zhong Lin and the others did not have time to prevent their opponents from conceding.

That is to say, of the ten Great Xia Sword Sect disciples who participated in the competition.

In the first round alone, there was one death and three serious injuries!

The Six Yang Academy also suffered heavy losses, with two disciples dead and four seriously injured!

The elder, his face ashen, suddenly smiled, a strange look appearing on his face as he looked at Qin Xian.

The elder, with his hands behind his back, lowered his eyes and swept them over the faces of the Great Xia Sword Sect disciples.

"Great Xia Sword Sect... Hehe, good luck to you."

"I will remember the faces of you little brats, and I will watch you wail when you die."

Then, the elder turned and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go!"

After the people from the Six Yang Academy left, the surrounding crowd burst into boos.

After all, their actions were clearly a case of trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to bait it.

They had originally wanted to use ruthless methods to intimidate the remaining disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect, but they did not expect the disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect to be even more ruthless!

Those few who were not very strong but had a desperate aura also attracted the attention of the crowd.

At this time, the Great Xia Sword Sect's score was displayed on the record stone.

Only Zhong Lin and Lin Dong, who were in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, had won, meaning that among the four disciples, one died and one was injured, so the points deduction here was zero.

Of the three disciples in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, only Ye Feng had won the competition.

Lin Qingyu and another seriously injured disciple had their points deducted by two.

Li Guanqi, Yu Ye, and Gu Ran originally should have had nine points, but now they only had seven!

If they had all won, it would have been a full nineteen points, and an extra point would have been added for a complete victory, which is twenty points.

But the Great Xia Sword Sect only had a mere seven points in the first round!

Even if other sects had mixed wins and losses, they would still have twelve points or so.

Qin Xian looked at the name of the sect ranked ninety-second on the record stone and sighed softly.

He said in a deep voice, "Go back and heal first, we'll talk about the rest later!"

Everyone nodded solemnly and then flew into the sky.

At this time, no one was in the mood to watch the competitions of other sects.

It was not until nightfall that Qin Xian came out of the room and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the disciples in front of him, the old man said softly, "It's okay, their lives have been saved, and their foundations have not been damaged too much."

Qin Xian pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go, let's go to the main hall to talk."

When everyone arrived, they found that Elder Tu Kui and Elder Li Nanting were also there.

However, the two were now extremely gloomy, obviously very angry about what had happened during the day.

But the helplessness on their faces also made everyone aware of the cruelty of this Hundred Sect Competition.

Qin Xian only said one sentence.

"The following competition will definitely be more intense, and the opponents' methods will be even more unscrupulous!"

"So... the same thing, the glory of the sect does not need you to give your lives to create!"

"Life is the most important thing!"

Everyone who returned to their rooms looked worried, and Ye Feng and the others also came to Li Guanqi's room.

However, at this time, the crowd watching around Mount Tianyu.

After watching the battle between the Great Xia Sword Sect and the Six Yang Academy, watching the competitions of other sects felt like chewing wax!

Everyone was looking forward to seeing the Great Xia Sword Sect, whose disciples were all full of blood, fight again tomorrow!

Unknowingly, the Great Xia Sword Sect had already attracted everyone's attention.

Although the Great Xia Sword Sect's score ranking was at the bottom, this did not prevent many people from being optimistic about them!