This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Five Elements Five-Colored Sword Armor, like five layers of a thick curtain of swords, emerged from his body, continuously flowing, surrounding and protecting Lu Qingshan within.

Clang!

The Flame Spear collided with the Sword Armor, emitting a ringing sound of swords clashing, brilliant sparks and Sword Qi bursting forth, resounding like the clash of metal.

"Sword Armor that can withstand the assault of Nascent Soul Cultivators is indeed powerful," Zhou Yuan muttered, licking his lips, "But you should use the appropriate methods for your level.

"How long can you, at the Golden Core Stage, sustain such a spell when you're overstepping your bounds?"

Zhou Yuan wasn't wrong in his assessment; their first exchange seemed to end in a draw.

However, for Zhou Yuan, it was just a casual strike, but for Lu Qingshan, although warding off the attack wasn't difficult, the consumption of his Spiritual Power was not insignificant.

Lu Qingshan's expression remained calm as he watched Zhou Yuan, while a sharp gleam crossed his eyes.

Boom!

The drab Peach Blossom Sword lit up with a brilliant radiance, accompanied by a howling thunderous sound as it charged toward Zhou Yuan.

For Sword Cultivators, the best defense is an offense!

Zhou Yuan's expression became slightly solemn.

Lu Qingshan might only be at the Golden Core Late Stage, but his Flying Sword, empowered by Slaughter Sword Intent, had reached the realm of Sword Burst Thunder Sound, which could even pose a formidable threat to Nascent Soul Cultivators.

This threat was not small.

After all, this was an attacking method that belonged to Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators.

In that instant, the Peach Blossom Sword surged like a Jiaolong, a mythical dragon, its radiance intertwining like lightning, shooting toward Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan faced Lu Qingshan's offensive, leaping into the air without evading, his mountainous fist covered in splendid flames, punching toward the sweeping Flying Sword.

Like a radiant sun exploding, upon collision, rain made of fire and light of Spiritual Power burst in all directions.

When the dazzling light faded, the two stood facing each other again.

This strike, once again, ended in a stalemate.

But Zhou Yuan wore a mocking smile.

Just like before, Lu Qingshan unleashed both Slaughter Sword Intent and the nascent form of Immortal True Intent to produce such power in his Flying Sword.

As for him, he had only used a simple punch, and most of the strength expended came from the Flame Fox.

Without mentioning anything else, he was confident that he could simply exhaust Lu Qingshan by continuing this standoff.

Lu Qingshan's face was expressionless, his eyes growing deeper.

He was acutely aware of Zhou Yuan's terror.

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator, he wouldn't be too concerned at this point.

However, it was clear that among Nascent Soul Cultivators, Zhou Yuan stood out as one of the strong.

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On the stage, the Peach Blossom Sword swept up again, like a swift Jiaolong rising.

Zhou Yuan maintained steady breathing, his eyes sharp and cold, the flames on his body rising as he threw another punch at the Flying Sword streaking by like Radiance.

This time, as the originally dull green Peach Blossom Sword collided with Zhou Yuan's fist, all the green light suddenly dimmed, and then transformed into a deep, dark blue Spiritual Light. The Spirit machinations on it also shifted from vibrant life to tumultuous waves.

[Immortal]: Attacks launched with this sword can freely change Attributes, with no alteration in their power.

This was the instantaneous change from the Wood Attribute of the Five Elements to the Water Element.

Among the Five Elements, without mentioning other conditions, where Strength is equal, the Water Element overcomes the Fire Element.

The Peach Blossom Sword's inherent power had not changed, yet when its attacking attribute shifted from the default Wood to the Water Attribute, the damage it inflicted upon Zhou Yuan, transformed into a Fire Giant, unexpectedly increased by twenty percent.

Caught off guard, the startling firelight at Zhou Yuan's palm suddenly dimmed, as if pressed down by the might of Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword.

Boom!

Zhou Yuan felt an intense sharpness from his palm and, with a thought, a vast expanse of crimson dawn arose from his body.

His right hand, radiant in crimson, burst forth with an unrivaled Spiritual Power surge, sweeping away the aggressively attacking Flying Sword in a split second.

This strike wasn't the end but the beginning. The true clash had only started now.

Although Zhou Yuan wasn't intimidated by Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword's assault, he no longer wished to drag out the fight with Lu Qingshan.

After all, defeating Lu Qingshan meant the prestigious title of the Seven Domains' debate champion was within easy reach.

Zhou Yuan's figure flitted forward, pressing on; each step produced a dull thud, like the sound of war drums, thumping in everyone's heart.

Enhanced by the support of the Fire Fox, Zhou Yuan was now hardly distinguishable from a Body Cultivator.

Even Lu Qingshan was awed by this momentum.

The oppressive aura emanating from Zhou Yuan at this moment was simply too strong.

A deep blue Radiance flashed, and Lu Qingshan maneuvered the Peach Blossom Sword, attempting to stop Zhou Yuan's approach.

Zhou Yuan let out a low growl, and a hint of disdain flashed in his giant flame-like eyes.

Howl!

With a long howl, a fearsome serpent beast suddenly appeared, blocking between Zhou Yuan and the Flying Sword. Its golden feathered wings swept across, stirring the sky with wind, deflecting the formidable Peach Blossom Sword aside.

That wasn't enough, the Feathered Serpent shimmered and took the initiative, entangling the Peach Blossom that swam like a fish.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yuan was now very close to Lu Qingshan.

His right arm emitted a fierce red light, his palm like ruby, shining with a crystalline treasured brilliance. A massive seal formed in the center of his palm, Runes swirling around it, resolutely stamping down towards Lu Qingshan.

"You have only one sword, but I am not alone," said Zhou Yuan in a cold voice.

Down at the arena, seeing the Flying Sword entangled by the Feathered Serpent and unable to break free, and noting Lu Qingshan's diminutive figure in front of Zhou Yuan transformed into a Fire Giant, even Zhuan Zhu couldn't help but sigh and say, "This is the strength of a Beast Cultivator in arena combat, it seems like a one-on-one, but in reality, it's Lu Qingshan facing two opponents.

With just one Feathered Serpent, his Flying Sword has no strength to spare—how can he possibly win against Zhou Yuan?"

Lu Qingshan, relying on the Flying Sword, had only just managed a few moves against Zhou Yuan, now transformed into the Fire Giant. Now that he had been deprived of his sword, what could he use to fight?

"It's still the disadvantage of youth," Shui Yue Pavilion Master said while looking at the very calm Lu Qingshan in the arena, her watery eyes filled with admiration. "However, coming from such a small place, without access to many resources, he has this level of strength. His potential is plain for all to see. Even if he loses, what does it really matter?"

The Shui Yue Pavilion Master's self-talk was reflective of most people's opinion of Lu Qingshan.

They were not optimistic about the battle between Lu Qingshan and Zhou Yuan.

Lu Qingshan was not even twenty years old yet.

No matter how extraordinary his talent, overcoming Zhou Yuan—with his thirty-plus years of Cultivation and equally titled as a prodigy—in such a short span of a mere decade of Cultivation, was naturally extremely difficult.

Losing was not surprising at all.

Yet, Lu Qingshan managed to achieve such a performance without the support of a huge power like the Taoist Sect behind him, which was enough to astonish and shock countless onlookers.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Lu Qingshan should, as they expected, quickly fall to Zhou Yuan.

Only this time, Lu Qingshan was destined to disappoint them.

"Without you, it indeed wouldn't work..." Lu Qingshan's eyelids drooped slightly as he whispered.

"I am willing to stand shoulder to shoulder with you in battle," Qin Yitian's soft voice directly echoed in Lu Qingshan's heart.