Sword Conquers Heaven

"Humph! Then let me send you back to sleep!" Bo Luo let out a cold snort and took the lead to attack. She struck out with her palm that contained traces of bright light and a powerful aura burst forth. He was actually a third level Heaven Spirit Lord of the light element.    

    

Seeing this, Qin Kui casually waved his right hand, and a gust of wild wind howled out. He actually easily neutralized that palm strike, and then lightly punched out. That punch seemed weak and powerless, but it actually released rays of yellow light in the middle of the attack. Dense earth elements permeated within, and along with this punch, it smashed out.    

    

This punch looked slow and powerless, but it was actually incomparably swift and fierce. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the other party.    

    

Polo Jueming's expression immediately changed drastically. His entire body emitted rays of brilliance. He used all his strength to block it, but to his horror, he discovered that this punch was difficult to block!    

    

"Bang!"    

    

In the next moment, a white figure flew out and was blasted off the arena.    

    

Qin Kui had actually easily defeated a third level Heaven Spirit Lord of the Light Element. This scene caused everyone below the arena to be stunned, and an uproar immediately sounded out.    

    

"This is the Eldest Young Master of the Qin Family, Qin Kui, right? He actually defeated the Second Young Master of the Luo Family with a single punch? This is too awesome! That Polo Jueming is a Third Grade Heaven Spirit Lord!"    

    

" To be able to do this, it seems like this Young Master Qin has already reached the Fifth Level Heaven Spirit Lord. "    

    

" This is incredible. It seems like this Qin Kui will definitely be able to advance, and he will definitely be able to shine brightly in the domestic competition. "    

    

"I heard that there is another useless young master from the Qin Family. I wonder how he is going to participate in the competition for the Sword Cultivator?"    

    

"Heh, you're talking about Qin Feng, right? A genius from the past, a useless person now. Humph, although they were both from the Qin Family, the difference between them was like heaven and earth. Now, they had fallen into the Sword Cultivator. Furthermore, it was said that he had only been cultivating the sword for a few years. It was already considered pretty good that he could become a Sword Lord. Those who are participating in this competition are all at least at the Sword Lord. It's as difficult as ascending to the heavens."    

    

"If I were him, I would never participate in this competition. I can't afford to lose face like this. Furthermore, this is a disgrace to the Qin Family. As one of the three major families in Quluo City... It might not be possible for him to participate in the competition of the Sword Cultivator. This will become a joke for everyone! "    

    

"That's right. If he really appears and doesn't advance, then Qin Family will become a laughing stock."    

    

Qin Kui shook his head at Po Luo Jueming who had fallen to the ground and yawned. He slowly got off the stage and returned to the Qin Family. Qin Xiaotian nodded to him silently. He was extremely satisfied with his performance just now. Immediately, he looked in the direction of the Luoluo family and saw that all of their faces were deathly pale. It was extremely ugly and he could not help but feel happy in his heart.    

    

"Eldest cousin is truly formidable!" Qin Yaner's eyes lit up when she saw Qin Kui return, but she immediately said, "But Big Bro Qin Feng must be even more amazing! Big brother Qin Feng, come back quickly!"    

    

Mu Lian who was at the side also muttered in her heart. She originally thought that Qin Feng would come back a few days ago to participate in the preliminaries, but how did she know that he still had not returned? It made her a little worried.    

    

Qin Ye's expression was indifferent. He laid on the chair and buried his body deeply behind him. His eyes revealed a trace of sharp light.    

    

This time, the leader of the Qin Family was Qin Xiaotian. Qin Xiao did not appear, and neither did Qin Xiaolong. Everyone was cheering for Qin Kui's victory. It was almost certain that he would advance to the semi-final.    

    

The competition continued. Soon, the first round of the competition was about to end.    

    

"Why hasn't Big Brother Qin Feng returned yet?" Qin Yaner, who had been watching excitedly and sharpening her fists, now had a worried look on her face. Qin Feng had yet to appear, and the first round of the competition was about to end. If he did not appear, he would be disqualified.    

    

Mu Lian was even more worried, afraid that Qin Feng would encounter some trouble on the way.    

    

The notary in charge of the competition looked at the name list below the stage and started to check the remaining contestants who had not yet appeared. If they did not appear, they would automatically give up the qualification to participate.    

    

"Qin Feng!" Soon, the notary called Qin Feng's name.    

    

"Qin Feng!" He called ___ twice and looked around, but no one showed up.    

    

The onlookers started whispering among themselves, "Hey, this useless young master of the Qin Family is quite wise. He didn't come to embarrass himself."    

    

"Hmph, I think he's as timid as a mouse. He doesn't even have the courage to fight on the stage!"    

    

"Haha, there is a genius Qin Kui from Qin Family, but there is also a useless Qin Feng. The heavens are fair!"    

    

"This Qin Feng has yet to appear. Could it be that he is afraid and doesn't dare to participate in the competition?"    

    

"Qin Feng!" The notary shouted Qin Feng's name for the third time. This was also the last time.    

    

However, no one responded, and no one stepped forward. Just as he was about to draw Qin Feng's name, a figure flashed past the crowd. He appeared on the arena that belonged to the Sword Cultivator Competition and said to the notary, "This Qin is here!"    

    

"It's Big Brother Qin Feng!" Qin Yaner saw the figure who appeared and could not help but jump up from her seat. Her face revealed a trace of excitement and she clapped her hands to cheer.    

    

Mu Lian finally smiled. She carefully looked at the young man with long blue hair and white clothes on the stage. She nodded with relief. "Luckily, he is not thin and has grown taller."    

    

Qin Ye who was standing by the side stared at Qin Feng who had suddenly appeared. Two fierce lights shot out from his eyes and he stared at Qin Feng without blinking. His expression was still indifferent.    

    

The surrounding onlookers burst into discussion once again. They pointed at Qin Feng, who had finally caught up with them, and pointed at him.    

    

"This is Qin Feng? He actually came?"    

    

"Heh, it would be better if he didn't come. It would be a disgrace if he came!"    

    

"I heard that he went out to train two years ago. I didn't expect him to come back alive."    

    

"Hmph hmph, he's just a little kid. Did he think that he could grow rapidly after two years of training?"    

    

The notary looked at Qin Feng. After confirming his identity, he didn't say anything else and continued to call the next name.    

    

"Cruhal!" This was the last person who hadn't arrived yet. He was also a Sword Cultivator. Other than Qin Feng, the first few people would all have a future.    

    

When the notary shouted the second time, a young man hurriedly ran over and shouted anxiously at the notary, "I'm here! I'm here!"    

    

"Hey, that's the third young master of the Crewe, right? The Crewe family is one of the few Sword Cultivators families in this city. I heard that this Cruhal has already reached the Peak of Second Level Heaven Sword Lord."    

    

"That's him. This guy is always like this. His talent in the Crewe family is average, but only he and his second sister meet the age requirement."    

    

Cruhal ran to the notary and scratched his head. He said with a mischievous smile, "Hehe, I just went to relieve myself. I came a little late. Please forgive me."    

    

"Let's go to the competition!" The notary glanced at him lightly. After confirming his identity, he let him go on stage.    

    

The final match of the first round would be between Qin Feng and Cruhal.    

    

After Cruhal went on stage and stood opposite of Qin Feng, the notary shouted, "Let's begin!"    

    

Hearing this, Cruhal grinned and cupped his hands towards Qin Feng. "Brother, please advise me."    

    

Qin Feng's face was indifferent. In these two years, he had fought hundreds and thousands of times. Almost every time, it was a life and death battle, but this time, the competition strictly required one to stop. He was not allowed to make any serious moves. Anyone who disobeyed the rules would be disqualified from the competition. This was not something he was used to.