This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

His sword was swift, but there was always a brief moment of drawing it, yet Lu Qingshan's three swords seemed to strike simultaneously.

It was in that instant, the three swords struck at once.

The power of Lu Qingshan's sword techniques was naturally stronger than his, but it was only because Lu Qingshan's draw speed was much slower than his that he had been able to maintain an advantage.

This was why he had mentioned that Lu Qingshan's sword draw was too slow.

It was not mockery, but pity.

Pity that Lu Qingshan's powerful sword techniques were so slow.

But now, the tables had turned.

He could block one of Lu Qingshan's swords, but he absolutely couldn't block three.

What made him feel even more suffocated was that the dusty Peach Blossom Sword in Lu Qingshan's hands suddenly flashed with a withering yellow brilliance in that moment.

The color was akin to falling leaves.

And just as that brilliance flickered, he suddenly realized that the spirit in his own Innocence Sword was lost, as if turned to a wooden sword, and a very intense feeling of disharmony washed over him.

Withering: A technique that causes all things to wither. Any sword artifact of lesser quality than this one will lose all its spiritual nature for five breaths under this divine skill.

The quality of Yu Cibei's Innocence Sword did not surpass the Peach Blossom Sword, thus the Withering technique could be executed.

Clang!

A massive force travelled through the Innocence Sword to Yu Cibei's wrists, numbing his hands and making his qi-blood surge.

That was not the end; with ease, Lu Qingshan's sword extinguished all the netherfire on the Innocence Sword, shook it aside, and then, continuing with the motion, slashed towards Yu Cibei's chest.

A bluish misty spiritual light appeared on Yu Cibei, protecting him within it.

"Lu Qingshan wins!" declared the Shui Yue Pavilion Master.

Lu Qingshan, looking at Yu Cibei with his head lowered, somewhat dispirited, smiled and softly asked, "Is my sword still slow?"

Yu Cibei suddenly raised his head, "Was that last move a Secret Sword Technique?"

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, "Indeed, this technique is called Wind Slash."

"Wind Slash... Very fast, your sword is very fast, and you are very strong. Losing to you who mastered a Secret Sword Technique, I am thoroughly convinced," Yu Cibei, with the daze in his eyes now gone, shone with a sharp light much like a sword artifact, resolved and relieved, "But a single victory means nothing. Next time, I will definitely surpass you."

Yu Cibei slowly descended from the arena.

Sword Cultivators pursue a relentless advance.

But such an advance is about the spirit of the Dao, not that a single defeat means despair. After a defeat, figuring out how to do better next time, that is what a Sword Cultivator does.

Yu Cibei had truly obtained the heart of a Sword Cultivator.

"You didn't surpass me this time, and you will never surpass me in the future..." Lu Qingshan muttered as he watched Yu Cibei's retreating figure.

Yu Cibei, originally leaving the arena with steady steps, paused briefly as if he heard something, and then resumed his pace, leaving the arena straight away.

...

When Lu Qingshan later descended from the arena, he had already attracted countless gazes from the watching cultivators.

Lu Qingshan had won the final victory, a result that wasn't unexpected.

After all, both Lu Qingshan and Yu Cibei were strong, and either winning or losing wouldn't have been surprising.

However, the process of the battle was truly hard for them to believe.

"Lu Qingshan actually won against Yu Cibei in a competition of external swords?"

"Who would have thought that in this Seven Domains Controversy, the strongest External Sword would not be Yu Cibei, but Lu Qingshan?!"

"With mastery of both internal and external techniques, at only eighteen and in the Golden Core Late Stage, how did he manage to cultivate so fast? Could it be that the Sword Dao indeed has those who possess innate knowledge?" a Sword Cultivator claimed, envious and admiring yet unable to voice it, "Or could it be that this Lu Qingshan is a reincarnation of a Sword Immortal?"

Being Sword Cultivators themselves, they understood just how difficult it was to cultivate the sword techniques of the External Sword and the Flying Sword of the Internal Sword.

Because they understood, they found it even harder to comprehend how Lu Qingshan had managed to achieve this extent.

"Zhuan Zhu, this kid.... is truly remarkable," an elder beside the esteemed Zhuan Zhu took a deep breath, expressing his admiration.

Zhuan Zhu slowly withdrew his gaze that had been on Lu Qingshan and nodded in agreement, "I too did not expect that this youngster would have not only cultivated his Flying Sword to the level of Sword Burst Thunder Sound but also had the energy to practice a Secret Sword Technique!"

"Moreover," Zhuan Zhu's expression grew intense, "I have this faint feeling... that this is not yet his limit..."

"What?" The elder's eyes widened, and he burst out laughing, "He's already unmatched in both internal and external techniques, and that's still not his limit? Just how terrifying would his limit be..."

On the side of the seven Taoist Sect cultivators, faced with such achievements, the senior members of the sects fell silent for a while.

After a long time, the Saint Teacher in mid-air heaved a sigh and said softly, "That is... the embryonic form of Primordial Intent."

The Xuan Ji Grandmaster also heavily exhaled, having recognized this as well.

The marvelous power that had given the Slaughter Sword Intent another boost in strength came from Primordial Intent.

Even though Lu Qingshan's grasp on Primordial Intent was still weak compared to Bai Guandao's mastery of Space True Intention.

But let's not forget, Lu Qingshan is only eighteen years old.

At eighteen, unmatched in both internal and external techniques, Golden Core Late Stage, Unity Realm's Slaughter Sword Intent, and even embracing the embryonic form of Primordial Intent.

He is still very young, with so much time and seemingly limitless potential ahead.

With Lu Qingshan's talent, as he grows, the seven cultivators present had already realized what extent he might reach eventually.

Even if Lu Qingshan might not win the championship, in the eyes of the senior Taoist Sect cultivators, the ultimate gem of this Seven Domains Controversy has already been secured on this young Sword Cultivator.

.....

By the time Lu Qingshan finished his fight, there were still two battles that had not concluded.

One was between Bone Daoist and Mo Yan at the sixth platform.

The other was Cao Xiaoxin against Shi Bi at the third platform.

Bone Daoist and Mo Yan were already at the climax of a fierce battle.

Both were cultivators of Dharma Cultivation.

Bone Daoist inherited a complete system with a comprehensive array of Techniques, whether it be Escape Techniques, Defensive Spells, or Attack Spells, all incredibly powerful.

Despite Mo Yan's exceptional talent, he was, after all, a bit rough in his training compared to the well-rounded Bone Daoist.

Even though Bone Daoist seemed to have the upper hand in terms of situation, he could not secure a decisive advantage.

This was because he vividly remembered Mo Yan's prior use of Netherfire Fusion and was wary of it, always holding back some strength to guard against Mo Yan's potential sudden burst.

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His opponent, Shi Bi, turned out to be a cultivator of both Dharma Cultivation and Physical Body, and moreover, with an already astonishing defensive power in his physical body, the Spells Shi Bi cultivated were well-known Earth Attribute Spells aimed at defense, making him nearly impregnable.

Under such circumstances, even with Cao Xiaoxin's astonishing offensive capabilities, facing Shi Bi, who was solid like a tortoise shell, felt almost indigestible.

What was more outrageous was that Shi Bi's strategy was purely defensive, offering no resistance at all.

The goal was simple, either you attack hard, break through my defenses, and I lose and leave, or you are worn down to death by me persistently.