Li Yunxian glanced at Pei Dongyuan.
She was talking to her classmates, what business was it of his?
Before anyone else could get upset, Li Yunxian let out a light chuckle: “Yeah, the literary and martial arts cultivation path, I bet your graduation rate must be very—”
The martial and literary students:
Their faces twisted.
That hurts!!!
And… you’ve finally stopped pretending!
Pei Dongyuan looked at these newly arrived Tiantong students, listening to the whispers around him, roughly understanding that these people were all from the Tiantong Arena’s top hundred.
Yet the positions they settled into subtly formed a circle centered around Li Yunxian.
Pei Dongyuan got up and sat down on the arena stage. Being quite outspoken, he directly asked everyone, “Why are you all listening to her?”
This was something Pei Dongyuan and his group were truly curious about.
The students below the stage froze.
Listening to her?
After a moment’s reaction, they realized what Pei Dongyuan was asking.
More accurately, it was Pei Dongyuan’s question that made them realize that ever since Li Yunxian arrived, they all seemed to be following her arrangements.
But upon realizing this, no one really thought it was strange.
It wasn’t because Li Yunxian was some terrifying force.
It was just that everyone knew what Li Yunxian had been doing since starting at the academy.
Many things in the school weren’t secrets.
At first, she stood up for classmates; then she led secret realm expeditions during substitute teaching; she invited Su Professor to give lectures; after finishing the substitute teaching period, she arranged everyone’s subsequent development.
***
Over the next six months, those who once took classes in Hua Shunyu’s class all developed unique styles in swordsmanship and were doing quite well.
And everyone knew about the Du Family incident. They knew Li Yunxian held a grudge against them, but the sharp scolding she gave Yu Juanshu and Du Sen had leaked out from Yu Juanshu’s side.
No matter how people felt about it, one thing was certain: Li Yunxian was a good person.
She wouldn’t betray anyone just because of a bad relationship or personal dislike.
Whether they knew her or not, among Tiantong students, the name Li Yunxian had already become synonymous with trust.
Reputation was built little by little.
That meant…
When there was danger, Li Yunxian was the safest; when there was no danger, Li Yunxian was the most dangerous.
And right now, it was a time without danger.
Before anyone could answer Pei Dongyuan’s question, Li Yunxian lightly leapt onto the arena stage.
She reached out and casually tossed Pei Dongyuan off the stage.
“What listening or not listening, just get down.” Li Yunxian showed no courtesy at all.
It was so effortless that Pei Dongyuan hadn’t even reacted before he was already off the stage.
He was dumbfounded.
Pei Dongyuan instinctively reached behind his collar, his expression confused.
Although his spiritual power was completely drained after his duel with Shen Bofeng, not just anyone could do what Li Yunxian just did—leaving the arena with him having no resistance at all.
“Who is she?” Pei Dongyuan finally asked.
“Tiantong Arena’s 99th rank.” Li Yunxian answered directly, then pointed to Shen Bofeng and challenged him, “But I’ll be 68 very soon.”
Among the two who had spoken absurdly just now, Pei Dongyuan had already taken a beating, but Shen Bofeng had not yet.
Pei Dongyuan was stunned and looked up.
Top hundred?
Qi Refining stage six, top hundred?
The Tiantong students in the crowd stirred, their eyes all locked on the stage.
The last time Li Yunxian displayed her skills was when she was at Qi Refining stage four.
With that level, she had almost toyed with every classmate who entered the secret realm.
After that, Li Yunxian had kept a low profile.
Her Qi Refining stage five period passed completely without incident.
Now, at Qi Refining stage six, was she finally about to make a move?!
The top hundred gathered here to watch no longer felt it was a waste of a trip. One after another, they focused intently on the stage.
Under such circumstances, Shen Bofeng naturally did not fear the battle.
He glanced at the Xiayun Sword in Li Yunxian’s hand and accepted the challenge.
The referee announced the start of the duel.
Pei Dongyuan immediately noticed how different Shen Bofeng’s state was compared to when he fought him.
Almost instantly, Shen Bofeng’s black-faced golden fan swept up a relentless gale.
The arena’s environment gave a huge advantage to spell cultivators: a flat and confined space.
Even for the top hundred arena, the battle area could never compare to the vast open land outside.
Spell techniques easily covered the entire arena.
The gale was like a blade.
Shen Bofeng’s Wind Blade at Qi Refining stage nine was not just stronger than when he appeared on the Qingteng Ranking—it was in a whole different league.
The Wind Blade howled, cutting through the arena, sending shards of stone flying.
With this move, Shen Bofeng mercilessly unleashed his greatest technique.
Most of the top hundred in the arena had faced this Wind Blade barrage, each with their own counters.
Some lost, some won.
But how would Li Yunxian respond?
The answer is…
Li Yunxian smiled lightly at the oncoming Wind Blade and raised her Xiayun Sword.
She chose to meet it head-on.
What is a Wind Blade?
Her sword was the sharpest weapon!
The light of the Xiayun Sword pierced straight into the windstorm like an unshakable pillar holding up the sky.
The dense sword light shredded the surrounding Wind Blade into fine dust, leaving only a faint force that gently lifted the tips of Li Yunxian’s hair.
During the half year in the workshop, Li Yunxian had undergone rigorous training.
The Spirit Refining Furnace had hammered not only her shattered soul but also strengthened her body.
Some sword techniques she couldn’t perform before, she could now unleash.
The arena gave spell cultivators an advantage, but naturally, it also gave martial cultivators theirs.
For example, the small area: as long as the spell cultivator’s magic didn’t affect the martial cultivator, what came next was… close combat!
***
In the blink of an eye, Shen Bofeng saw Li Yunxian’s face appear right in front of him.
Shen Bofeng’s gaze was calm.
He was not surprised that Li Yunxian had reached this level.
Back when they enrolled, upon seeing Li Yunxian ranked above a hundred—not even at the very bottom—and knowing he was stuck barely above two hundred, Shen Bofeng had already known she would be difficult to defeat.
He was the strongest student in this generation!
Shen Bofeng controlled his body, completely relaxing.
The path of body refining was not just about making the cultivator’s body stronger and tougher; it was also about learning how to control one’s own body.
Without any weapon, the rolling wind waves made Shen Bofeng feel as light as a feather, a drifting cloud, gently swaying with the breeze, carried away from his original spot.
Several top hundred spectators showed no surprise at Shen Bofeng’s movement.
There were those among them whose weapons were stronger than the Wind Blade.
Others might not have had Li Yunxian’s powerful sword skills, but there were certainly some who dared to withstand the blade barrage and forcefully charge at Shen Bofeng to strike him.
However, once past the Wind Blade, what they faced was completely intangible wind.
The swirling air disrupted their attacks.
The slight air currents stirred by their weapons would only help Shen Bofeng evade their strikes.
After realizing his vulnerability in close quarters, Shen Bofeng developed a counter-strategy.
You can’t hit me.
You’ll never hit me.
Some of them even tried to use this strategy to wear down Shen Bofeng’s spiritual power.
But the outcome of who ran out of spiritual power first was despairing to realize: with Shen Bofeng’s Immortal Bone, it was as if the spiritual power within his body was boundless.
How would Li Yunxian deal with this?
The answer is…
No matter what flashy moves there were!
Li Yunxian didn’t change her sword techniques even a bit.
As long as her sword was fast and sharp enough, the wind would never catch up to her!