Chapter 623

At one end of the square, in front of the thousands of disciples, stood dozens of people who were extremely eye-catching. WwW. feiazw. CoM Net

The seven or eight cultivators slightly in front were all at the Core Formation stage or above, calm and composed. The dozens of men and women behind were all at the Foundation Establishment stage or above.

They were the various peak masters and elders of the Hundred Crafts Academy, as well as numerous stewards responsible for various duties.

"They're here!" A sharp-eyed disciple saw something and shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, all the low-tier cultivators looked up.

Only to see light flickering in the distant sky, and then a large group of colorful light spots flew over from far to near.

"It's the Ancient Sword Gate; they are all flying with sword tools." Someone else shouted.

Upon hearing this, the crowd became even more stirred, and many people pointed at those light spots, with different expressions.

"Quiet! What kind of behavior is this? Do you want the other two sects to make a joke of our Hundred Crafts Academy?" An old man with a burly figure standing in front of the crowd sank his face and suddenly said coldly.

This voice resounded throughout the arena, and the other disciples who had forgotten themselves immediately closed their mouths, and the huge square instantly became quiet.

Seeing this, the burly old man's expression eased slightly.

The other Core Formation stage cultivators looked at each other and smiled, seemingly having become accustomed to this scene.

At this moment, those Ancient Sword Gate cultivators flew over the square. Although it couldn't be said that they were all riding swords, only a few people were not using sword tools.

"I didn't expect Brother Fu and the others to come out to welcome us personally; Jiang is truly flattered!" A short old man of fifty or sixty years old flying in front laughed and was the first to descend.

Beside him, a green-robed Confucian scholar and a white-clothed young woman also landed side by side with smiles on their faces, looking like a couple.

At this moment, the other low-tier disciples of the Ancient Sword Gate, who looked young, also landed one by one on their magic tools.

"This time, Brother Jiang Yun is leading the team; Brother Fu and the others should naturally come out to wait for your arrival, not to mention the arrival of the renowned White Jade Sword couple." The burly old man said with his usual expression, cupping his hands to the three.

"Alright. Let's stop flattering each other; we shouldn't let the juniors laugh at us. It's just that the people from the Falling Cloud Sect don't seem to have arrived yet. They are becoming less and less interested in the Sword Trial Assembly. Could it be that they are feeling guilty after losing several times?" The cultivator surnamed Jiang seemed to have some dislike for the Falling Cloud Sect and said with some schadenfreude.

The old man surnamed Fu showed a wry smile upon hearing this.

Their Hundred Crafts Academy was different from the Ancient Sword Gate, and he didn't dare to interface with these words easily. If it were passed to the ears of the Falling Cloud Sect's upper echelon, it would definitely set off a storm.

Thus, just as the old man surnamed Fu was thinking about how to reply, a middle-aged man in a green robe behind the old man suddenly grinned and interrupted:

"Brother Jiang, don't be so impatient! The team leader from the Falling Cloud Sect this time is said to be Fairy Song of White Phoenix Peak, which is a rare beauty in our three sects. Unfortunately, this Fairy Song has always been reclusive, and few people from our two sects have seen her. Now, it can be considered a wish fulfilled!"

"Brother Shi is talking about White Phoenix Fairy, right? I've heard of this woman's beauty for a long time. If it's really this woman leading the team, it wouldn't be bad to wait for a while." Jiang Yun's eyes showed interest, and he nodded.

The male and female cultivators of the Ancient Sword Gate were surprised to hear this. The green-robed Confucian scholar even said with surprise:

"I heard that this White Phoenix Fairy possesses a Heavenly Spirit Root and easily reached the Core Formation stage in less than a hundred years, which can be called a cultivation genius seen once in a thousand years in the cultivation world. Being able to see this woman's figure in this Sword Trial Assembly is truly a surprise."

"Exactly! Even as a woman, I am also very curious about this renowned Fairy Song. If I can see her today, it would naturally be a beautiful thing!" Although the white-clothed young woman's appearance was ordinary, her voice was round and pleasant, making it extremely pleasing to the ear.

"This…… Eh! It seems the people from the Falling Cloud Sect have arrived." The old man surnamed Fu smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly looked up at the sky and said.

Upon hearing this, everyone nearby looked up, only to see a huge black dot gradually approaching from the east.

"This is?" The cultivator surnamed Jiang of the Ancient Sword Gate shifted his expression, seemingly knowing what it was.

After getting a little closer, the others finally saw clearly that it was a giant strange bird, flying toward here at an astonishing speed.

There were many figures standing on the bird's back, seemingly many cultivators.

"Hmph! The Falling Cloud Sect only has this strange Green Light Sculpture to show off, and this strange bird can only change its size. It's just a Rank 5 demon beast!" The cultivator surnamed Shi looked at the giant bird and said somewhat sourly.

The Core Formation stage cultivators like the old man surnamed Fu turned a blind eye, as if they hadn't heard the words.

However, the young disciples present had obviously never seen such a large spirit beast, and for a time, gasps of cold air rang out one after another. Everyone opened their eyes wide, staring at the giant bird's shocking posture, with horror in their eyes.

The giant bird's speed was also astonishing. After flapping its giant wings that emitted green light a few times, it arrived above the crowd in the blink of an eye.

The giant sculpture's huge body, with its wings spread, brought a large shadow, covering a part of the square, and at the same time, a fishy wind blew fiercely, making some low-tier disciples who couldn't stand steadily in the strong wind turn pale.

"Stop!" A man's voice suddenly came from the bird's back, and the giant sculpture folded its giant wings and floated in mid-air without moving.

At this moment, many cultivators on the bird's back flew down one after another on their magic tools.

"Eh, isn't this Brother Duan of Fire Cloud Peak? Truly a rare guest!" The old man surnamed Fu saw the red-shirted old man at the head and hurriedly greeted him with bright eyes.

"Not at all! Since we parted in Yunzhou last time, I have also been missing Brother Fu." The red-shirted old man laughed and said with a smile. At the same time, his gaze swept over the others behind the other party.

"Brother Duan wants to find Elder Chang Zheng, right? Unfortunately, Junior Brother Chang has gone out on business. However, in the later stages of the assembly, Junior Brother Chang should be able to return." The old man surnamed Fu said noncommittally.

"That's fine, it doesn't matter! Whether we can reminisce is also a matter of opportunity. This is Junior Brother Yu, I don't need to introduce him, everyone knows him. But Junior Sister Song, everyone is seeing her for the first time, right? I'll introduce her to everyone." The red-shirted old man showed a look of disappointment, but then his expression returned to normal, and he pointed to the stunning blue-clothed woman beside him and said with a smile.

"I've heard the name of White Phoenix Fairy for a long time, Brother Fu has heard it like thunder in recent years. Now that I can see her face, it truly lives up to its reputation!" The old man surnamed Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman surnamed Song, and after a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, he praised her.

"Brother Fu praises me too much. Little girl cannot afford the title of Fairy." The blue-clothed woman showed a gentle smile on her jade face and replied softly. This woman's quiet and lovely demeanor made some low-tier male cultivators nearby feel their hearts pound and show a bit of obsession.

And those high-tier cultivators, although a bit better, also showed a bit of heat in their eyes.

At this moment, the red-shirted old man and the others also saw the people from the Ancient Sword Gate and went up to greet them as well.

Although the cultivator surnamed Jiang was cold and indifferent, he also replied with two words.

The white-clothed young woman, on the other hand, held the woman surnamed Song's hand and talked enthusiastically, as if they were sisters.

The blue-clothed woman always replied gently and generously, and her gentle and polite actions made it impossible for anyone to pick out any flaws.

The following things were simple.

After the Hundred Crafts Academy finished welcoming the two sects, they vacated two large courtyards for the Ancient Sword Gate and the Falling Cloud Sect, letting them rest well for a day before starting the formal matches tomorrow.

And this night was uneventful. On the second morning, the fierce matches of the three sects began.

The competition was divided into three groups, with each sect selecting ten contestants to form a group with twenty disciples from the other two sects.

Each group would only select the top four through one-on-one matches. Then the twelve disciples would draw lots to duel and decide the final winner and the top ten.

Because there were not many disciples, naturally they wouldn't hold matches in several venues at the same time, so they were held in the same venue in order.

The order of appearance for the matches was decided by the team-leading cultivators of the three sects, so there was nothing to say.

As for the referees, they were assumed by cultivators from the third sect who were not related to the competing sects, which was also fair.

As a result, when the numerous Hundred Crafts Academy disciples surrounded the arena tightly, a bald man from the Hundred Crafts Academy stood in the middle of the barrier and announced slowly without changing his expression:

"First group, Han Li of Falling Cloud Sect versus Yao Feng of Ancient Sword Gate!"

As the man's voice fell, a disciple walked out from the ranks of the Falling Cloud Sect and the Ancient Sword Gate respectively.

Once they saw their opponents clearly, the Hundred Crafts Academy disciples watching around were stirred and whispered to each other.

"I didn't see wrong, right? One is at the eleventh layer of Qi Condensation, and the other is at the early Foundation Establishment stage."

"Their cultivation bases are too far apart!"

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The disciple of the Ancient Sword Gate with long and short swords on his back also looked at his opponent with surprise, and then a look of contempt flashed across his face.

To him, with the other party's cultivation, defeating him would be effortless.

And his opponent, the ordinary-looking youth in green tight clothes, also frowned, seemingly somewhat troubled and confused.

Outside the light barrier, the Core Formation stage cultivators of the three sects naturally wouldn't mix with those disciples and gathered alone in a small open space, talking about something leisurely.

"I say Brother Duan, is the Falling Cloud Sect really planning to give up on this Sword Trial Assembly? How can even such an eleventh-layer Qi Condensation disciple pass the sect's selection? You didn't just pick him to make up the numbers, did you?" Jiang Yun of the Ancient Sword Gate laughed dumbly as soon as he saw the Falling Cloud Sect youth appear.

"Eh! Eleventh layer. Not bad! I remember this disciple seemed to be only at the tenth layer of Qi Condensation when he passed the sect's selection; it's rare for his cultivation to advance so quickly." The red-shirted old man replied without changing his expression upon hearing the other party's words.

"What, tenth layer when he passed the selection? Brother Duan, are you joking." Jiang Yun showed disbelief upon hearing this.

This time, the red-shirted old man smiled and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun also felt a bit suspicious in his heart and didn't say anything, starting to pay attention to the situation in the arena.

"The match begins!" The bald man finally announced in a deep voice in the air.

Upon hearing this sound, the youth didn't hesitate to shrug his shoulders, and two flying swords, one red and one blue, shot out from his back simultaneously, floating above his head, while green light flashed in his hands, and a green light barrier appeared on his body.

Then the youth pinched spell seals with both hands quickly, preparing to drive the flying swords to attack the enemy.

But just as he finished this set skillfully, what appeared before his eyes were more than fifty red fireballs, which carried scorching heat waves and pounced toward him aggressively.

"Ah!" This Yao Feng was greatly shocked, his face deathly pale.

However, he was worthy of being a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and his experience in fighting was quite rich. In his panic, he didn't think and gave up on driving the magic tool, and at the same time, his body lunged toward the ground, and many fireballs swarmed past him.

Suddenly, he was covered in cold sweat from fright.

However, he was also even more furious because of this. Furious, he turned over, intending to jump up again to give the other party a look, but a pitch-black giant foot appeared on his forehead, stepping down ruthlessly.

Suddenly, this Ancient Sword Gate disciple went black in his eyes and became unconscious.

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