Sage of Humanity
Chapter 939 - 937: Another One

In the eyes of both sects, Lu Ye defeating Xiao Xinghe was undoubtedly a stroke of fortune. Xiao Xinghe had fought in several consecutive battles, and it was uncertain how much strength he could exhibit against Lu Ye.

Yet the next challenger, who was in peak condition, was swiftly defeated, indicating that Lu Ye's foundation was exceptional and not typical of a True Lake Realm cultivator.

"Next!"

In the arena, Lu Ye still wore a gentle smile, like a spring breeze, yet these simple words made many Haotian Alliance cultivators feel disgraced.

Immediately, a True Lake Level 4 cultivator flashed onto the scene, not bothering with small talk, launched a fierce attack before even settling his stance, aiming to catch Lu Ye off guard.

Mere moments later, this True Lake Level 4 cultivator withdrew with embarrassment.

Because he also didn't last long against Lu Ye, although he came with murderous intent, Lu Ye treated him kindly. Only this grace made him feel ashamed. After being repelled by Lu Ye's single blow, he admitted defeat, gave his respects, and left without contention.

Three battles, three victories, all relaxed and stylish; the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge camp once again erupted in jubilant cheers.

Many Haotian Alliance cultivators' expressions grew solemn. Previously, Xiao Xinghe had won consecutively, injuring and killing his enemies, which was highly encouraging. Yet the tide had turned unexpectedly swiftly.

From the three battles, many began to perceive an implication that this cultivator named Li Taibai, although only of True Lake Level 3 cultivation, possessed an immensely profound foundation. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense for him to win effortlessly against higher levels.

Level 3 wasn't a match, Level 4 wasn't a match, so they could only send a Level 5 to battle.

In such duel combat, generally, the cultivation difference between the combatants wouldn't be vast. After all, both sides had cultivators at various True Lake levels. If one side sent higher-level cultivators into battle, the other naturally had counters.

Except for rare circumstances, like the current one.

Even so, the Haotian Alliance strictly adhered to a tacit rule: the cultivators sent into battle would increase in cultivation level incrementally.

Level 4 was defeated, so naturally, the next was Level 5!

Still no match!

Though the duration persisted a bit longer.

Cultivators from both camps were dumbfounded; initially, they thought Lu Ye fighting Xiao Xinghe was just taking advantage, but observing the powerful foundation Lu Ye demonstrated, even if Xiao Xinghe had been in peak condition, he likely wouldn't have been a match; there's no need for cheap tricks.

Lu Ye came here to establish his fame!

The only comfort for the Haotian Alliance was that Li Taibai only defeated opponents and did not kill them, indicating a lack of excessive murderous intent.

Level 5 wasn't a match, so they could only send out Level 6.

The thunderous cheers from the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge quieted; each person intently focused on the arena, anxious about whether Li Taibai could maintain his undefeated streak.

After all, being able to triumph and kill across cultivation levels was traditionally the exclusive domain of Nine Provinces major sect core disciples. To defeat a Level 5 as a True Lake Level 3 was exceptionally formidable. Although Lu Ye previously displayed ease, facing a Level 6, could he win? Even the people of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge lacked certainty.

If he lost, it would be understandable, but if he won... needless to say, after this battle, Li Taibai's name would undoubtedly resound throughout Dark Moon Forest Pass, and even the two Mountain Pass Chiefs might bestow rewards!

Ten Thousand Demons Ridge was tense; the Haotian Alliance cultivators were equally tense.

Although in the previous battles, Haotian Alliance's cultiators retreated unscathed, and Lu Ye had not killed anyone, defeat was defeat; if they couldn't win this battle... now that would be disgraceful.

"Let me try." As a voice was heard, a young man carrying a Sword Box on his back strode forward.

Sword Boxes are similar to supplies boxes; both can house and nurture Spiritual Artifacts. Supplies boxes nurture weapon control artifacts, while Sword Boxes nurture flying swords.

Li Baxian's wine gourd, strictly speaking, shares characteristics with Sword Boxes, although the wine gourd can not only house and nurture flying swords but also store wine.

Typically, only the purest sword cultivators would carry Sword Boxes.

So merely by observing this person's attire, Lu Ye knew he was a sword cultivator.

As he stepped forward, many Haotian Alliance cultivators couldn't help but breathe sighs of relief. They obviously placed great hope in him, believing he would surely defeat Li Taibai.

"Beixuan Sword Sect, Zhang Youlin!"

He cupped his fists and bowed lightly, his eyes slightly narrowed: "I perceive Fellow Daoist should also be a sword cultivator?"

"Correct." Lu Ye nodded.

"Then why hasn't Fellow Daoist used flying sword techniques before?"

Lu Ye vaguely understood: "This Fellow Daoist wishes to compete in flying swords with me?"

Zhang Youlin nodded: "Please enlighten me."

"Sure." Lu Ye grinned, and as his words landed, the longsword in his hand transformed into a stream of light, flying towards Zhang Youlin.

Zhang Youlin remained motionless, yet the sound of a sword resounded. The Sword Box on his back shivered slightly, and a sword light slashed out, meeting Lu Ye's flying sword.

With a clear clang, sparks burst forth as the two flying swords collided.

Soon after, constant clangs and clashes echoed. Each controlled a flying sword, engaging in persistent combat in the arena, akin to dragon shadows casting, leaving onlookers enraptured.

Cultivators from both camps were astonished.

Because what Lu Ye demonstrated was truly uncanny. With True Lake Level 3 cultivation, he could contend evenly in flying sword techniques against a Level 6 cultivator from the Beixuan Sword Sect.

"Be careful, Fellow Daoist!"

Unable to gain the upper hand, Zhang Youlin shouted in a low voice. The Sword Box behind him hummed once more, and several streams of light shot out, sweeping past the two flying swords clashing in mid-air, directly slashing towards Lu Ye.

Lu Ye remained calm as usual, channeling spirit force into the sword gourd at his waist, and several sharp Sword Qi released at his will, meeting the incoming flying swords and blocking them all.

"Hmm?" Zhang Youlin raised an eyebrow, realizing Lu Ye's strength, hesitated no longer. The Sword Box behind him hummed continuously, with streams of sword light shooting out like stars chasing the moon. In just a moment, more than a hundred flying swords nurtured in his Sword Box were all unleashed, clearly intending to use his full strength.

For every flying sword he launched, Lu Ye countered with an equal amount of Sword Qi. In an instant, the battlefield between the two was flooded with sword light, drowning their figures, making it impossible for the observing cultivators on both sides to clearly see the situation.

At a certain moment, the ocean of sword light split, retracting to the left and right, simultaneously transforming into two sword dragons.

Beneath the two sword dragons were the distant figures of Zhang Youlin and Lu Ye standing off against each other. When their gazes met, sparks seemed to flicker in the void.

The sword dragons roared, charging towards each other, quickly colliding.

Sword light wantonly surged, and flying swords clanged.

Suddenly, both sword dragons shattered, and piercing Sword Qi scattered in all directions, forcing the surrounding observers to temporarily step back.

Numerous sword lights converged towards Zhang Youlin's side. He wore a serious expression as he retracted over a hundred flying swords, forming a Sword Array before him for protection.

As soon as the Sword Array took shape, the myriad Sword Qi followed like shadows, pouring into the formation.

The sound of hissing was incessant.

When the dust settled, Zhang Youlin's Sword Array was broken, with blood even trickling from the corner of his mouth. He wasn't injured by the Sword Qi but suffered minor internal injuries due to the immense expenditure of energy.

Looking at Lu Ye again, his face was slightly pale, and he was panting heavily, evidently greatly fatigued.

The entire venue fell silent, with everyone staring at the scene in disbelief.

The hearts of the Haotian Alliance cultivators sank straight down.

After a long moment, a voice that they found hard to accept came from Zhang Youlin's mouth: "I... lost!"

"Roar!"

A beast-like roar erupted from the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge camp, soon spreading continuously, venting the excitement and joy in their hearts.

A True Lake Level 3 defeated a Level 6 opponent, and not just an ordinary Level 6, but a strong sword cultivator from the Beixuan Sword Sect, someone capable of defeating enemies beyond his level.

Yet, such a person still lost to Li Taibai.

It was unbelievable, but it truly happened right before their eyes.

How could the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators not be exhilarated by such a scene?

The previous frustration and depression from Xiao Xinghe's successive victories were completely dispelled, and now they only felt elated and extremely satisfied.

It should be known that Xiao Xinghe's opponents in those battles had power levels similar to his own, at most just a level higher, but Li Taibai's opponents were each stronger than the last; now, having defeated even a Level 6, the resulting encouragement was even greater than what Xiao Xinghe achieved.

"Senior Brother Zhang..." someone cried out, unable to accept such a result.

They thought that with Zhang Youlin stepping in, defeating Li Taibai was a sure thing, but who knew Zhang Youlin couldn't even match him.

Then who can be his opponent?

Amidst one side rejoicing and the other worrying, Lu Ye took a deep breath, seemingly calming the churning blood Qi in his chest, lifting his sword slightly, and pointing towards a certain position in the Haotian Alliance camp, his face breaking into a smile once more: "Bring on another!"

The words struck like a bolt from the blue!

The cheers from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge came to an abrupt halt, and everyone looked at Lu Ye in disbelief.

The radiant-eyed Tong Shuyao suddenly snapped back to her senses and hastily called out, "Junior Brother Taibai, you've done enough, come back now."

Defeating a Level 6 should be sufficient, shouldn't it? Five battles and five victories; if this continues, there's no one left in the Haotian Alliance to fight him.

Additionally, Tong Shuyao could see that Lu Ye had expended a lot in the last battle, and if he encountered another strong opponent, he might not necessarily win.

It would be best to retreat bravely now, rather than continue to pursue ruthlessly.

Immediately, many Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators began to persuade him, because they noticed that the direction Lu Ye's sword was pointing unmistakably indicated the sole Level 7 cultivator in the Haotian Alliance camp!

That person was the same individual who had previously had a spat with Xiao Xinghe.

Lu Ye, ignoring the many pleadings of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators, acted as if he heard nothing.

His bold move this time was not merely to safeguard Xiao Xinghe; his goal had always been singular.

It was that fellow who had previously troubled Xiao Xinghe!

The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side was too far away, and previously hadn't heard clearly what that person had said or fully understood what had transpired.

But Lu Ye had already developed Mental Consciousness. Under its perception, nothing from before had escaped his investigation.

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