Ye Qingchen casually waved his hand and defeated Yun Xiaolong.

Such a demeanor stirred waves in the Sword Fighting Conference.

"Just now, with one finger and one kick, he defeated Zhu Yun, and now even Yun Xiaolong has fallen to him!"

"Indeed, such mysterious techniques would leave me flustered and helpless. Yet he crushed them with just a wave of his hand? This kid is far more terrifying than we imagined!"

The shock in the field far exceeded the previous matches.

Especially Ye Qingchen's demeanor of 'destroying obstacles with a smile,' leaving everyone in awe.

Some disciples from Celestial Peak Country who knew Ye Qingchen were also greatly astonished.

Especially Lu Changsheng, whose eyes were filled with blood.

"He won again!"

The people of Youquan Sect had complicated expressions, mostly feeling embarrassed.

"He won again!"

Ye Qing, Jiang Churan, and Hong Man clapped their hands and cheered, feeling proud.

Whoosh—

Ye Qingchen slowly walked off the stage.

The surrounding people slightly lowered their heads.

His consecutive victories made everyone realize that this young man was not as unworthy as they had thought. The gazes directed at him were filled with obvious wariness and fear.

"I didn't expect you to defeat Yun Xiaolong and advance to the third round!" Qin Wentian said, full of delight, "At this rate, you might break into the top ten, maybe even fight your way into the top five!"

It must be known.

Qin Wentian originally did not hold much hope for Ye Qingchen.

In his view.

The disciples participating in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference all had cultivation levels above Ye Qingchen, and their profound backgrounds could not be compared to his.

After all, Ye Qingchen had too little time to cultivate, and even if he unlocked the Profound Celestial Lock, he could barely contend with them. Yet, surprisingly, in these two matches, Ye Qingchen easily defeated both Zhu Yun and Yun Xiaolong, who were not lacking in strength.

However, Ye Qingchen not only won but did so with ease.

"The top five?" Ye Qingchen smiled, his gaze involuntarily drifting toward Shen Ming in the distance, "I want to challenge him!"

"Arrogant words!"

Before Qin Wentian could speak, a cold snort came from afar.

Ye Qingchen frowned and looked over.

He saw Lu Changsheng sneering, "You think just because you defeated Zhu Yun and Yun Xiaolong, you can be arrogant to this degree? Shen Ming is not someone you can challenge. Someone like you would be defeated by Shen Ming in one move! You might not even face Shen Ming before getting eliminated!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingchen glanced at Lu Changsheng with a hint of amusement.

Qin Wentian also secretly shook his head.

"Ye Qingchen, Shen Ming's foundation is not something you can currently contend with; his cultivation time is much longer than yours!" Qin Wentian advised, "But you could learn from his method of wielding Sword Intent, which would greatly benefit you in the future!"

Ye Qingchen found this amusing but replied earnestly, "I understand!"

"Good, as long as you understand, you only need to reach the top ten to fulfill your task. After that, you can observe the strength of these people..." Qin Wentian said.

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly, his gaze landing on the stage.

The conference continued.

Without a doubt.

The universally acknowledged strongest currently was Shen Ming.

As the leading figure on the Bronze Platform of Daqian Country and a Half-Step Profound Pill existence, he could easily crush any opponent and was the hot favorite to win the championship.

Anyone facing him would often choose to forfeit. Only a few dared to fight him, and their defeat was inevitable.

The other two were Master Tianxiong and Gu Xunhong.

Master Tianxiong wielded the Mountain Sword Intent, being immovable as a mountain, moving with the might of an avalanche, his attacks were overwhelming and powerful.

In contrast, Gu Xunhong had stronger defensive capabilities, mastering the Earth Sword Intent. Anyone facing him would find it difficult to find an opportunity to strike.

Following closely was Wind Dance.

Wind Dance was more composed than the lively Feng Wan and exuded an intellectual beauty. Her cultivation technique balanced hardness and softness, often defeating her opponents with ease.

A woman making a mark in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference naturally attracted much attention.

"Who is she? She even has Half-Step Profound Pill cultivation?"

Many disciples were attracted to her.

"Truly stunning, and her temperament is exceptional..."

"Don't even think about it. She's the top expert of Youquan Sect and wouldn't consider anyone weaker than her."

As for Ye Qingchen, many had overlooked him.

Although Ye Qingchen had won two consecutive matches, the impression he made was significant, the many strong players at the conference overshadowed his shine.

Finally.

Ye Qingchen's Sword Fighting Token responded again, indicating his opponent this round was Zhao Kui from Shengyuan Country, a fellow disciple of Master Tianxiong, both mastering the Mountain Sword Intent.

Though not as strong as Master Tianxiong, he was much stronger than Zhu Yun, who had previously been defeated by Gu Shentong.

"Brother Zhao Kui, defeat that kid!"

Many disciples from Shengyuan Country shouted loudly below the stage.

Clearly, they were already dissatisfied with Ye Qingchen.

Because.

In their view, Ye Qingchen could not have realistically been Zhu Yun's opponent; defeating Zhu Yun was just due to the latter underestimating him.

Letting Ye Qingchen reach the second round was already their disgrace.

Zhao Kui stepped onto the stage, and merely standing casually brought immense pressure to all present, like a towering human mountain making it hard to breathe. Glancing at Ye Qingchen, he declared directly:

"Ye Qingchen, you are not my match, step down yourself!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingchen lightly smiled, unconcerned with an ordinary Half-Step Profound Pill.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself! If so, then I'll knock you off the stage!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen unwilling to step down, Zhao Kui's face turned cold, and he launched his attack.

Taking a step forward, a piercing gust followed, striking at Ye Qingchen.

"Mountain Collapse!"

Zhao Kui unleashed his sword, like a towering mountain, collapsing overwhelmingly. It was like the Giant Spirit God lifting Buzhou Mountain and smashing it down. The tremendous power was overwhelming and dominated the skies, causing people to change color upon witnessing it.

At that moment, his Sword Intent increased a level, almost rivaling Master Tianxiong's earlier prowess.

"Great swordsmanship!"

Applause and cheers erupted from Shengyuan Country's people.

"This boy's talent does not fall short of Master Tianxiong's, another year of training, and he might rival Shen Ming," an Elder objectively evaluated.

"This kid is doomed!"

Lu Changsheng's face was full of smugness.

Though from the same Celestial Peak Country, he did not wish to see Ye Qingchen succeed.

In his view.

Gu Shentong, who was on par with him in strength, was no match for Zhao Kui, let alone Ye Qingchen?

And Zhao Kui was filled with confidence in his strike.

Even in front of Shen Ming, he could contend, not falling behind.

However.

Ye Qingchen merely smiled faintly, unconcerned, and just as the sword approached his face, he suddenly stepped forward, slapping fiercely.

The slap was launched late but arrived first.

It seemed weightless yet in Zhao Kui's eyes, it was like the collapse of the firmament, indeed making heaven and earth dim in response.

"Not good!"

Zhao Kui's face drastically changed.

His heavy sword twirled like a dragon turning over, attempting to block Ye Qingchen's slap.

But it was too late, as Ye Qingchen's slap, accompanied by multiple afterimages, quietly turned and struck Zhao Kui's chest!

"Boom!"

A dull sound echoed.

Immediately after.

A cry of pain resounded.

Among the incredulous gazes of the onlookers.

Zhao Kui's body trembled violently, like an arrow shot from a bowstring, he was thrown backwards fiercely, crashing to the ground. His massive body even caused the surrounding ground to collapse, with his form as the center, the ground was covered in dense, web-like cracks.

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