Li Qilin had a choice, but under the influence of many big factions, he still felt aggrieved by being treated like a fish.
The Sword Controlling Sect is too small, and the crime of cherishing a jade remains the same in ancient and modern times.
Although Qin Shuo claimed to be ill and did not take the initiative to participate, he was also brought over as a substitute in July.
Although the scene was not crowded, all the sects and practitioners under Xuanjian Peak were attracted.
There were also a large number of outsiders, all with different purposes, who came to watch this sword fight without any suspense.
As a substitute, Qin Shuo didn't need to sit in the audience. He sat on the fencer's seat of the Sword Controlling Sect, picked an inconspicuous chair and sat down.
The Yujian Sect is unknown, and their disciples are even less well known. As a new disciple, Qin Shuo should theoretically know no one except the two parties involved.
But as soon as he sat down, he felt a huge ball of non-attribute spiritual energy coming towards him. The amount of spiritual energy he needed to break through to the Fusion Realm reached 90% in an instant!
Although Qin Shuo was happy, he was also confused.
"Nah! Who is so angry? So early in the morning, you want to plot to harm me?"
He has a set goal, and he thinks that the opponent will most likely be someone who can tolerate Ma.
But when he sensed the source of the spiritual energy, he found that it was not the direction of Tianyan Sect.
That's not even the direction of any sect, but the place where nearby residents gather.
"People who live nearby? After I came to Xuanjian Peak, I lived in a house. Except for staying in a hotel at the beginning, I was connected to Tianyan Sect and Yujian Sect. When did I offend the nearby residents?"
Qin Shuo concentrated his attention and continued to follow the direction of the spiritual energy. Then, he saw a muscular man.
"A 'big guy'? Is he stupid because of his iron pole? Why did he give me a ball of spiritual energy for no reason?"
Qin Shuo really didn't recognize the strong man, but when he saw the strong man, he found that the strong man was also looking at him.
As soon as their eyes made contact, the strong man lowered his head.
Pretending to be nothing, he squeezed into the crowd of onlookers and disappeared in an instant, and his attributeless aura that splashed into the sky was cut off among the crowd.
Qin Shuo became even more confused. He believed that the strong man had a ghost. He sent a message to Jian Mei, describing the physical characteristics of the strong man, and asked Jian Mei to find and track this man to find out his purpose.
Jianmei replied with a message and immediately followed him.
Qin Shuo then returned his attention to the venue. The venue was a flat land with a radius of one thousand meters. The magic circle loomed above, and the pressure situation for the battle had been arranged.
The pressure situation is not invincible, it can also be broken through forcefully, and the prerequisite for forcefully breaking through is that the cultivation level exceeds that of the person setting up the formation.
The person who set up this formation was the leader of the Earth Tribulation Sect, so, in theory, no contestant could break it.
Since the contestants cannot break the sword, the fairness of the sword competition is guaranteed. The cultivation level of those who enter the game will be suppressed to the level of the person with lower cultivation level. This time, the sword competition is pure sword control.
The people from Rong Ma Jianfeng were sitting directly opposite the Sword Control Sect. They were all Jianfeng disciples, and just as Qin Shuo thought, among the opponents, apart from Rong Ma himself, the one with the highest cultivation level was Yinghe.
As long as the disciples of Yujian Sect win Yinghe, they can reduce the pressure faced by Li Qilin to the greatest extent.
Julie stared at Yinghe, this was her prey.
Yinghe squinted his eyes, and the light was exposed in the slits of his eyes, but it was Qin Shuo he was looking at.
Yinghe also sent Qin Shuo some attributeless spiritual energy.
Qin Shuo can probably understand where this man's hatred comes from. Ying He came with Xiang Shan to assassinate him. The relationship between the two should be quite good. Qin Shuo killed Xiang Shan and Ying He wanted to avenge his friend.
It is also reasonable.
Qin Shuo sent a message to Jiuqu: "After the game, help me kill that narrow-eyed guy."
Jiuqu replied instantly: "Okay."
Yinghe didn't know that his fate had been decided, and his eyes narrowed even more.
Qin Shuo wanted to rush over and dig out the two eyeballs: "Your mother gave you a good pair of eyes, but you insisted on squinting your eyes. If this was the previous life, I doubt you are the walking half million."
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Among the people of Tianyan Sect, Qin Shuo dislikes Ying He the most now, but Ying He is actually relatively calm. As an elder and Rong Ma's direct disciple, he has his own style.
The disciples around Ying He were much more arrogant, and they kept provoking the Sword Controlling Sect as if they wanted to beat him to death.
One disciple gave an inverted thumbs up and cursed: "You rubbish, your good days have come to an end today!"
The other person smiled happily: "The odds are all open outside. If you buy us, you will lose one, and if you buy the Sword Controlling Sect, you will lose one thousand!"
"The ratio is so clear, don't tell me that it was your kid who opened that handicap."
"Hahahaha, I was discovered."
"A compensation of one thousand is too much. Are you shameless?"
"If they want face, they won't compete. Why don't they just admit defeat? They have to show their embarrassment in front of others."
"Isn't this all the fault of our senior elders? The conditions offered are too outrageous. If they win, they will become the second largest sect under Xuanjian Peak. These guys who have never seen the world have to fight hard?"
"That's right, you can't kill anyone in a sword fight. If they lose, they'll get beaten at most, but if they win, they'll make a lot of money!"
"Earn a lot of money, do they really think they have a chance?"
"People always have dreams, right? Otherwise, what's the difference between them and salted fish?"
Rong Ma was sitting behind the disciples. Normally, in order to maintain the dignity of the famous sect, he would have stopped the disciples from clamoring, but today, he was unwilling to do so because he himself was drifting!
Rong Ma had broken through to the thirty-seventh sword, and he even had the illusion that his qualifications were better than Li Qilin's.
He glanced at Li Qilin, who was closing his eyes to rest.
His eyes turned to Qin Shuo again, and Qin Shuo gave him a middle finger.
Rong Ma didn't know what that finger meant, but the fangs exposed under Qin Shuo's twitching lips made Rong Ma understand that Qin Shuo was provoking.
Rong Ma had always been a stumbling block for Qin Shuo. He had never really cared about Qin Shuo, but Qin Shuo's provocation angered him.
He cursed in his heart: "Kid, you are so arrogant. When the Sword Control Sect becomes a vassal of my sect, you will see how I will kill you."
There were also many people on the referee's bench looking at Li Qilin, especially the two Taoist sects, the Earth Tribulation Sect and the Renxing Sect. They were slightly angry because they had failed to recruit Li Qilin many times.
"You ungrateful guy, without us, do you really think you can survive today?"
Their idea was right. If there was no accident, Li Qilin really wouldn't survive today, because he had decided that after the defeat, he would die on the spot to thank his master.