Chapter 525
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Chapter 525: Liu Yunchuan!
“If Su Yi is also a disciple of Elder Su, then their seniority would be the same, or even higher than that of the sect leader.”
“That is indeed intriguing.”
“…”
Amid the bustling crowd, voices discussing various matters echoed everywhere. Some disciples had even set up gambling activities, placing bets on the ranking of the sixty-eight competitors who would participate in the final showdown at Spirit Sword Peak. The odds varied based on the disciple.
Naturally, the largest bets were placed on Liu Yunchuan, Yun Lingfeng, and others.
Su Yi, Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing, and the others dismounted from the Fierce Wind Golden Eagle, taking in the surroundings and feeling the overwhelming energy of the bustling atmosphere.
Today, their roles were different. Entering such a place, amidst this kind of atmosphere, each of them felt their blood surge with excitement.
Especially Zhang Qing and the others, who also found themselves among the key figures today. Despite knowing their strength might fall short, they felt an inexplicable courage to challenge the prominent disciples of the sect.
“Boss Su Yi, we should head to the center first,” Zhang Qing, Liu Ji, and others scanned the area with awe in their eyes and spoke to Su Yi.
They were here today for the grand showdown and planned to head to the center of the square.
The center of the square had an isolated area where only the sixty-eight competitors in the final showdown of the Grand Swordsmanship Competition were allowed to enter.
Onlookers could only stay around the perimeter.
Su Yi nodded, and he, along with Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, and the others, made their way to the center. The accompanying outer disciples could only watch from the outside.
“It’s Su Yi and his companions!”
As they moved through the crowd, those who noticed Su Yi and his group quickly cleared a path, allowing them to pass without obstruction.
However, many gazes were fixed on Su Yi, all filled with intense anger.
The owners of these hostile looks were mostly direct disciples and inner disciples.
In the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, nearly all the inner disciples had been plundered by Su Yi. Naturally, they cast disdainful looks toward him.
Su Yi, with his head held high and chest out, ignored the hostile stares. After all, he had left the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, and these individuals posed no threat to him now.
As they passed through the square, Su Yi, Xu Jiahui, and a few others arrived at a quiet, expansive part of the square.
Upon closer inspection, the square turned out to be quite spacious.
It was circular, with sixteen rustic stone platforms scattered throughout, each measuring tens of square yards in size.
The sight of these sixteen ancient stone platforms, arranged in such an awe-inspiring way, was truly majestic.
At this moment, dozens of young men and women stood on the square, displaying remarkable temperaments. They stood quietly, their eyes slightly closed.
As someone approached, a few opened their eyes and glanced over. Upon seeing Su Yi, their expressions subtly shifted with emotion.
However, most remained still, their eyes closed as they sought inner peace.
Su Yi noticed a cold gaze and turned his attention toward its origin. Upon identifying its source, his eyebrows raised slightly in curiosity.
The cold gaze belonged to none other than Gong Qi, ranked sixth in the Sword Tower. Her gaze was chilling, almost deadly, while her beauty was striking.
Beside her stood Ying Qianqian, whose beauty was beyond words. Her gaze, filled with fierce intensity, was locked onto Su Yi.
“We will settle our duel on this very stage soon!”
Upon arriving at the small square, Zhang Qing, Liu Ji, and the others grew even more excited and full of anticipation.
They were soon to compete on these platforms, and ascending to them symbolized both honor and status.
Su Yi, however, ignored Gong Qi and Ying Qianqian, believing it best to maintain his distance from these women.
He scanned the surroundings, and as he did, he spotted several familiar faces—disciples he had encountered in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
Afterward, Su Yi closed his eyes slightly and began to wait. It seemed the ultimate showdown of the Grand Swordsmanship Competition was still some time away.
Without a doubt, the atmosphere of the square, coupled with Su Yi’s youthful presence, stirred him. Despite possessing a superior state of mind and composure, his blood still boiled in anticipation.
The young disciples, each harboring a sense of pride and rebellion, were ready to compete.
This was the time to determine superiority!
Youthful audacity, some might call it arrogance, but it’s a defining trait of youth.
Do not let your youth pass without embracing audacity!
Time seemed to pass slowly as the crowd grew larger on Spirit Sword Peak. The clamor became louder and more intense.
“It’s Senior Brother Nan Li Ran!”
“Senior Brother Ou Luo has arrived!”
Figures occasionally approached the isolated square, each a disciple qualified to take part in the final showdown of the Grand Swordsmanship Competition.
Each of them, in normal circumstances, would be a renowned figure within the Divine Sword School. Their presence at this moment caused quite a stir.
Su Yi, keeping his eyes closed, could sense the aura of these outstanding young talents through his spiritual awareness. Yet, he kept his eyes shut, remaining calm and composed.
“Senior Brother Yun Lingfeng, he has also arrived!”
A young man in white appeared in the crowd, causing a ripple of excitement among the onlookers.
Male disciples gazed at him in awe, while many female disciples were captivated by his charm, their hearts stirred.
This young man in white had a delicate, indifferent expression. His long eyelashes framed eyes that seemed to shine with brilliance. His fair complexion was almost feminine, yet he possessed a unique and remarkable beauty.
“Yun Lingfeng is incredibly formidable, his future is limitless!”
Murmurs spread through the crowd, especially among the senior disciples.
Even among their peers, this young disciple stood out as exceptional.
Su Yi felt a cold gaze directed at him and slightly opened his eyes to find its source.
The gaze belonged to Yun Lingfeng, someone he had crossed paths with a few times, and a disciple from the Fifteenth Sword Peak.
The animosity between the Fifteenth Sword Peak and Su Yi ran deep. Su Yi suspected that Yun Lingfeng had tried to provoke him in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, likely due to their earlier conflicts with disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak.
Though Su Yi had never directly clashed with Yun Lingfeng in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, it wasn’t out of fear. There were simply too many direct disciples to engage with.
Now, atop Spirit Sword Peak, Su Yi wasn’t concerned. If they were to meet, it would serve as an opportunity to demonstrate that tricks and detours were useless before absolute strength.
Yun Lingfeng stepped onto the plaza, briefly meeting Su Yi’s gaze.
Su Yi, though skilled, was not yet Yun Lingfeng’s true match.
However, should they cross paths today, it would be the perfect moment for both of them to realize that no tricks could overcome raw power.
“Senior Brother Liu Yunchuan has arrived!”
Suddenly, the crowd surged once more, and a young man stepped forward from the inner courtyard.
The newcomer appeared to be in his early twenties, dressed in a cloud-patterned robe. His black hair was secured with a bamboo hairpin, and although his attire was simple, it conveyed an air of understated elegance.
