Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1232 - 1157: Admitting Defeat

In an instant, the three great talents gathered, accompanied by the mysterious and formidable Ye Qingfeng. Their presence immediately captured everyone’s attention.

In the hearts of the crowd, these few individuals represented the strongest combat force of the younger generation. As they gathered together, it was hard to imagine the intense sparks that would be ignited.

Among them, who is the true king?

Only the elders of the Time Pavilion truly understood that Ye Qingfeng and the disciples below were not on the same level. The so-called geniuses could not be compared to Ye Qingfeng at all.

"Yanran little sister, congratulations on your advancement to Peak Warrior. With such youth, advancing to Peak Warrior, your future is limitless. It seems that we Jiangdong Three Heroes might soon have another member,"

Lu Qi gracefully approached, a light smile in her refined features. Though her appearance wasn’t stunning at the first glance, she had an enduring appeal that grew more intriguing the more one looked.

The Jiangdong Three Heroes she spoke of was a title given by other martial artists to herself, Wang Jinlun, and Tu Lei. Now Lin Yanran had also advanced to Peak Warrior and could be considered on their level.

"Oh, I’m still far behind compared to Sister Lu Qi." Lin Yanran promptly responded, sincerely. She had only just advanced to Peak Warrior and lacked combat experience, making it truly impossible to match Lu Qi and the others.

Lin Yanran discreetly sized up Ye Qingfeng, feeling somewhat grateful. Without his elixir, she wouldn’t even qualify to stand among them.

Though this guy was infuriating, his elixir was undeniably potent. Despite being highly gifted, he chose not to uphold justice, instead acting domineeringly and as he pleased, which was truly maddening.

"Wang Jinlun, do you really think you’re Jiangdong’s most formidable disciple?" Tu Lei’s eyes flashed like lightning, staring at Wang Jinlun. "Do you believe that obtaining a sword could allow you to surpass me?"

"I never claimed to be the most talented genius disciple; I’m merely doing my utmost. This sword is indeed extraordinary, a Peerless Sword, and possessing it has significantly boosted my strength," Wang Jinlun, unperturbed, spoke with some humility.

Ye Qingfeng watched the scene with a faint smile. Wang Jinlun’s talent was good, but he lacked a bit of self-confidence and arrogance. His own capabilities were already on par with Tu Lei, and now, having acquired Ye Qingfeng’s Flying Sword, he completely outmatched Tu Lei.

Wang Jinlun’s style appeared harmonious on the surface, adhering to Huaxia’s Confucian culture, but he had lost the pride of a genius, thus losing a heart willing to advance, which was very disadvantageous for cultivation.

Every peerless genius was arrogant and confident, sweeping through the world. Wang Jinlun, like this, would only become his own greatest hindrance.

Upon seeing Ye Qingfeng’s smile, Tu Lei abruptly shifted his gaze to Ye Qingfeng, suddenly replying coldly, "So, you’re Ye Qingfeng. Your people killed ours from Wind Thunder Hall; very well, besides Wang Jinlun, I’m quite keen on dueling you."

People said that Ye Qingfeng single-handedly destroyed the Carefree Pavilion, but no one had witnessed it firsthand, as it happened in the southwest.

Therefore, Tu Lei disbelieved; no young person could single-handedly dismantle such a powerful sect.

Tu Lei believed he was already Huaxia’s top genius; even if Ye Qingfeng was strong, he wouldn’t be so absurdly formidable; a young person destroying the Carefree Pavilion was simply an enormous joke.

Ye Qingfeng smiled indifferently, not angered, allowing Tu Lei’s provocative gaze to fall upon him.

He had no interest in squabbling with a War Master level martial artist; Tu Lei merely wanted to face Ye Qingfeng. If he dared provoke Ye Qingfeng, he would easily kill him.

Quickly, under an elder’s announcement, the Sect Competition was already halfway through, with the top four emerging, including Lin Yanran and the three others.

This Sect Competition’s groups were carefully selected, trying to avoid the strongest individuals so they could face each other in the final stages.

The central two arenas were reserved for the top four to continue competing. With the elder’s loud announcement, Wang Jinlun faced Lu Qi, while Lin Yanran was up against Tu Lei.

Before taking the stage, Lu Qi deeply looked at Ye Qingfeng, smiling lightly, "I’ve heard Ye’s alchemy technique is remarkable. If given a chance, I’d like to learn from Ye."

After saying this, Lu Qi slowly ascended the stage, leaving behind a beautiful silhouette.

Tu Lei stood on his platform, watching the scene unfold, his eyes suddenly igniting with fury.

He had feelings for Lu Qi, who not only possessed outstanding strength but also impressive alchemy skills. In his heart, only such a woman was worthy of him.

Of course, only Ye Qingfeng was deserving of this woman.

However, Lu Qi never smiled at him, and now, she actually smiled at this man. Tu Lei was enraged, secretly vowing in his heart that after defeating Wang Jinlun, he would definitely battle this man.

He wanted to prove who was the mightiest genius in front of Lu Qi.

The competition began.

The other disciples’ matches had ended, and everyone intently watched the center stage, eagerly anticipating the forthcoming battles, feeling that this was indeed the climax of the Sect Competition.

Wang Jinlun and the others didn’t cause much surprise; however, Lin Yanran unexpectedly made it into the top four, raising a small wave of astonishment among the crowd.

"Lu Junior Sister, please." Wang Jinlun in white, holding a longsword unsheathed, made a fist-in-palm salute.

"No need, this match, I concede." Lu Qi smiled lightly, speaking with great calmness.

"What? Concedes already?"

"That’s too quick; I was gearing up to watch a battle between two geniuses, and now a direct concession."

Some martial artist called out from the sidelines and stands, unable to accept. After all, Lu Qi was one of the Jiangdong Three Heroes; how could she suddenly concede?

"Actually, Lu Qi conceding is very reasonable. Not only is she a martial artist, but she’s also a Pill Master from Hundred Herbs Hall, who are not inherently skilled at fighting. Lu Qi isn’t a match for Wang Jinlun. Now that Wang Jinlun has obtained the Peerless Sword, in battle, Lu Qi would be surely defeated. It’s better to concede." A martial artist analyzed, making others nod, agreeing; indeed, Lu Qi couldn’t be a match for Wang Jinlun armed with the Peerless Sword.

The Xuanyu Sect excels at swordsmanship; with the Peerless Sword, Wang Jinlun was like a fish leaping the dragon gate, invincible in the world.

"Now we can only look forward to Wang Jinlun and Tu Lei’s clash; this Tu Lei isn’t someone to be underestimated. He always competes against Wang Jinlun; this time, it’s going to be an earth-shattering battle." A martial artist commented, eagerly anticipating the final showdown.