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Ah'Bao faintly smiled. In the top ten battles, just based on cultivation alone, one would need to have powerful magic treasures and strength. The remaining fifty people all had spiritual tools, and without powerful magic treasures, there was no way they could have made it this far.

The next day came very soon. As soon as they arrived, the drawing ceremony was held; fifty people and twenty-five teams. Surprisingly, Su Bai was lucky enough to draw the same lot as LiFu; LiFu had woken up, but he was weak. He wanted to give up after drawing the lots, but he didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to draw one of his own.

Zi Long had drawn lot number one, and he had entered the stage first. Opposite him was unexpectedly Luo Ao from the Myriad Sword Sect.

Back then, in the Sky Dragon Secret Realm, Luo Ao was able to fight with Ah'Bao for a few rounds with the help of the Myriad Sword Technique. Now that he was at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, who knew how far he had cultivated the Myriad Sword Technique.

"Be careful of his flying sword." Upon reaching the platform, this Luo Ao had already become a tall and handsome man. The only stain on his body was that he had lost to Ah'Bao in the Sky Dragon Secret Realm. Even in the Large Competition, he had defeated an early stage Enlightenment Realm cultivator.

"Ten Thousand Sword Sect's Luo Ao, please advise."

"Qing Yun Sect's Zi Long."

"Qing-Yun Sect?" "Are you from the famous Qing-Yun Sect?" Hearing Zi Long mention the name of the Qing-Yun Sect, Luo Ao sneered.

"What do you mean showing off? This was originally our strength." Zi Long said lightly.

He looked at Zi Long and said: "It doesn't matter if you guys are in the limelight or with your own strength, today you will have to stop at my place. Make your move first, I'm afraid if I attack you will lose your chance." Luo Ao put his hands behind his back, looking very proud.

"Wow, so handsome."

"Luo Ao is too cool."

Many young female cultivators had come to watch the Large Competition for the sake of choosing a person they liked. After all, this was the Green Wood Grand Competition, and all of the young geniuses in the mortal world were gathered here. If they were chosen, they wouldn't have to worry about it in the future.

"Is that so? "Then I won't be polite." The corner of Zi Long's mouth curled up in a cold smile. This Luo Ao was obviously looking down on him. If that's the case, then let him see his strength.

As soon as they started, Zi Long used Wind Walk at an extremely fast speed. An afterimage slid past and in a blink of an eye, he was already beside Luo Ao, both of his fists punching out.

With the sudden change in events, Luo Ao sneered. Zi Long was extremely fast, how could he not know that Luo Ao being the number one genius disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect was not as simple as it seemed?

Behind Luo Ao, three flying swords suddenly appeared. These three flying swords were all at the spirit treasure level, so they pierced towards Zi Long from three different directions. Luo Ao had already prepared the flying swords and was waiting for Zi Long.

"I know you're good at melee combat, so you fell into a trap." That's right, Zi Long had been tricked. Luo Ao had been pretending to be arrogant earlier.

Below the stage, the people from the Tian Dao Sect looked at Luo Ao, their expressions all changed. Ah'Bao was shocked, this Luo Ao was indeed a smart person.

"Hmph." Knowing that he had fallen into a trap, Zi Long snorted coldly and quickly brandished his Golden Body to block the incoming flying sword. However, he was unable to block the flying swords coming from both sides.

Just as the flying sword was about to pierce him, Zi Long's body flipped on the spot. He wanted to dodge the two flying swords, but he was still half a beat too slow.

The flying sword pierced through his waist one after the other, leaving behind two sword wounds. Zi Long was injured in the first exchange. Judging from the width of his finger, it was clear that the wound was not light.

Zi Long's face paled and he quickly retreated backwards. The pain from his waist made his hands tremble. Just as he blocked the blow, his arms went numb. In addition to the wound on his waist, his hands began to tremble.

"Damn." Zi Long cursed angrily. Beside Luo Ao, the three flying swords were revolving slowly. The power of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique was indeed not ordinary.

"Haha, I only used the third layer of the ten thousand sword technique and you're already injured. If I use my full power, won't my flying sword leave a few holes on your body?" Luo Ao laughed.

Seeing Luo Ao break out in cold sweat and taking a loss, Zi Long did not dare to rashly attack. Although he was fast, in the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, his advantage in speed was useless. This Ten Thousand Swords Technique was naturally able to restrain his speed.

"You've already fought. Now, it's my turn to attack." Luo Ao sneered, he raised both his hands and two more flying swords appeared beside him. Five flying swords, they were all Spirit Treasure level flying swords, not because Luo Ao had five flying swords, but because of the ten thousand sword technique, each of them was a physical entity, also an illusion.

"Let's go." Luo Ao controlled the five flying swords to circle around him before heading straight for Zi Long.

Zi Long's expression changed and he put the golden sword away. A flying sword even wider than the golden sword appeared in his hand. This flying sword was one of the four treasures Ah'Bao obtained when the Xuanming Array was damaged.

"Treasure?" Seeing Zi Long take out a treasure, Luo Ao's expression changed. If he could obtain a treasure grade flying sword, then the power of his Myriad Sword Technique would increase by another level.

"Dang, dang." With two bangs, Zi Long barely managed to block the two flying swords that were coming at him. He quickly retreated and slapped the ground with his right hand. Zi Long leaped into the air with great force, trying to avoid the remaining three flying swords.

"Buzz buzz buzz." Under Luo Ao's control, although the three flying swords pierced through the air, they quickly changed their direction and flew towards Zi Long who was in the air. The two flying swords that were blocked by the dragon flew up again under Luo Ao's control, aiming at the vital points of the dragon.

"Not good." Zi Long's expression changed. He originally wanted to dodge, but who would have thought that he would catch up to them? He couldn't fly in the air, so wouldn't he be treated as a target?

"What should we do?" Just as Zi Long was worrying, his face suddenly turned cold. He said, "Fight! If not you die, then I die!"

Zi Long used Wind Walk on his feet, and although he was in the air, his body was still out of control. Zi Long used Wind Walk on his feet, and although he was in the air, his body was out of control, but under the force of the Wind Walk, he flew towards Luo Ao.

Luo Ao's look changed as he controlled his flying sword to fly towards Zi Long.

Just as Zi Long's flying sword was about to cut down, Luo Ao's flying sword pierced through Zi Long's waist.

"Ah!" Zi Long cried out in pain and was sent flying by the other flying swords.

Landing on the ground, Zi Long's face was pale. He stood up with difficulty and said, "Thank you for being lenient."

Luo Ao's victory was already decided, there was no need to kill Zi Long.