Kill Luo Hao!

Ge Qing's voice drifted down slowly from the air. "Great Xia Sword Sect versus Xuantian Sect!" "Disciples of both sects, mount the stage and prepare!" "Additionally, as the Great Xia Sword Sect has only seven participating disciples, the other three slots are forfeited and will not count for any points!" At these words, an uproar immediately broke out among the spectating crowd outside! "What? Only seven of them and they're still going to continue the tournament?" "Tch... isn't that only natural?" "The Great Xia Sword Sect is currently ranked fiftieth. Moving up even a single spot is pure profit!" Soon, however, someone countered, "On the contrary, I feel this batch of Great Xia Sword Sect disciples has plenty of backbone." "Even though they only have seven left, they still dare to step onto the stage to fight." "This is exactly how our generation of cultivators ought to be—daring to fight and dare to strive!" This remark immediately drew nods of agreement from many. Li Guanqi took a deep breath, glanced around at the few people beside him, and said in a heavy voice, "Do your best!" Their expressions solemn, everyone nodded slightly one after another. *Whoosh! Swish, swish!* They all leaped onto the high stage, and soon the disciples of the Xuantian Sect took the stage as well. The green-robed disciples of the Xuantian Sect wore looks of disdain and malice in their eyes—subtle attitudes that Li Guanqi naturally noticed. Exhaling a foul breath, Li Guanqi muttered under his breath, "I'm afraid this battle won't be easy for any of us..." *Whoosh!* Before Li Guanqi stood a youth with pointed ears and monkey-like jowls, his triangular eyes glinting with a frigid, murderous chill! Looking at Li Guanqi before him, the fellow drew his longsword and sneered in mockery. "That cripple usually teaches you lot swordsmanship?" "Haha! Back then, my master beat him like a dog, and now you delusionally think you can turn things around?" As he spoke, he even glanced toward Gao Qiwen and spat on the ground. Li Guanqi's heart chilled, and he murmured inwardly, *So he's that person's disciple... Having a Nascent Soul realm master really makes someone arrogant...* *Buzz!!* With that, a profoundly oppressive aura surged from the youth's body. At the same time, light swirled across the green robe he wore—it was actually a spirit tool-grade dharma robe! The sword in his hand was likewise a valuable spirit tool longsword, shimmering with golden radiance from tip to pommel! In a flash, two light-body talismans slapped onto his legs! Seeing this, Li Guanqi knew he could not afford to wait any longer. With someone like this, the longer one waited, the more tricks they would produce! *Thud!* A dull crash rang out as the blue paving stones beneath Li Guanqi's feet instantly shattered! Across the massive arena, the crowd could only see a blurry white shadow vanish from where it stood, streaking toward his opponent! Luo Hao gave a cold sneer. Circulating his movement technique, his speed was not the least bit inferior to Li Guanqi's! Falling back violently, he consistently maintained a distance of several dozen feet from Li Guanqi! Yet the instant Li Guanqi increased his speed, a sinister smile tugged at the corner of Luo Hao's mouth. Forming hand seals, he roared, "Spirit Incantation Number Two Hundred and Sixty-Eight, Dichen!" *Boom!!* Luo Hao's aura, already overwhelmingly potent, surged yet higher! This sudden spike caught even Li Guanqi somewhat off guard. His mind focused sharply as he muttered inwardly, *An amplification-type spirit incantation!* The youth looked toward Li Guanqi with venomous eyes, muttering something under his breath. In an instant, Luo Hao slammed both feet against the floor and forcibly pivoted toward Li Guanqi! His speed was now a notch faster than Li Guanqi's. Li Guanqi muttered somewhat helplessly, "It seems at this level, relying solely on physical strength still isn't quite enough." *Buzz!!* His movement technique, Roaming the Clouds, instantly activated! Li Guanqi, already reduced to a blurred figure, saw his speed skyrocket once more! Blades clashed, and within a few breaths, they had already exchanged over a hundred blows! *Clang, clang, clang!!* *Clang, clang!! Clang, clang, clang!* Sparks flew everywhere as their longswords collided, their sword momentum and stances radiating waves of formidable might through the air. The entire platform trembled slightly, and ripples even surged across the barrier formation. The onlookers marveled at Luo Hao's tremendous strength, some even beginning to wager on how long Li Guanqi would be able to hold out. Yet a few also noticed that from beginning to end, the expression on the white-robed youth's face had not shifted in the slightest. *Clang!!* The speed of the sword in Li Guanqi's hand grew far faster than before. Luo Hao, whose assault had been ferocious at the start, found himself completely suppressed instead! *Clang, clang!!* Two sword lights suddenly slashed across the green robe! *Boom! Bang!* Both figures instantly recoiled more than a dozen paces back! Looking down at the spiritual light flickering across the chest of his dharma robe, Luo Hao said with a sullen face, "What a fast sword!" "Too bad... you can't even breach my dharma robe's defense!" Luo Hao gave a cold laugh. His feet immediately traced profound, elusive steps as he flashed toward Li Guanqi. The sword in his hand began to flicker wildly with sword momentum like a spirit serpent! The watching spectators felt their eyes blur, followed immediately by the sound of the youth's sword striking out! *Clang, clang, clang, clang!!!* Dozens of chilling gleams flashed in succession as the sword in Li Guanqi's hand swept toward Luo Hao like a flurry of phantoms! Although Luo Hao's sword speed was inferior to Li Guanqi's, the dharma robe he wore could ward off most of the attacks! Back and forth they traded blows, their figures drifting across the arena in a relentless flurry of exchanges. Suddenly! Luo Hao swept Li Guanqi's blade aside with a strike and roared, "Heart-Rending Sword Slash!!" Stepping through an evasive sway of footwork, the sword momentum in Luo Hao's hand grew even fiercer! Six consecutive sword lights flashed and vanished through the air! In Li Guanqi's eyes, Luo Hao's abruptly surging aura made his figure seem towering, a tremendous wave of pressure rolling in toward him! Li Guanqi took a deep breath, and all of a sudden, he sheathed his sword, slowly lowering his body into a crouch! Just as those six sword lights were about to slice into his throat... "Rushing Thunder Sword Slash!!" *Clang!* A resonant sword cry rang out! Li Guanqi's entire demeanor drastically transformed! Down below the stage, Chen Qing, who had been staring intently at Li Guanqi all along, flashed before Ge Qing in an instant. With an anxious face, he grabbed Ge Qing's arm and yelled, "We forfeit!!! We forfeit!!" "Quick, make him stop!!" Ge Qing merely cast him an indifferent glance and repeated the same words as before: "It only counts if the disciple on the stage says it!" Immediately afterward, a clear, ringing sword hum resounded across the arena! A violet sword light flashed and vanished through the air! Luo Hao shouted in terror, his eyes wide with horror, "I surr—" *Thud!* The crowd only saw the right hand holding Luo Hao's sword begin to rise, but in the end, it was a fraction too slow! And that single fraction was the difference between life and death! The final word was forced back into his throat, impossible to utter. Blood sprayed more than three feet across the stage. Li Guanqi gave a light flick of his wrist, flicking away the blood clinging to his blade. Having crossed past him, the youth muttered under his breath, "You talk way too fucking much." Luo Hao's eyes remained fixed on the youth. Beyond the wet gurgling of blood spurting from his throat, he twitched a few times and went completely still. Ruthless, fatal! A sword-drawing stance like rushing thunder had given Luo Hao no chance whatsoever! And this sight provoked Chen Qing to the brink of madness!!