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Chapter 180: The Sword Conference Begins

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  Chapter 180: The Sword Will Open

  "Huh, isn't that Lin Yi?" The disciples in the cultivation hall looked at each other in confusion as they saw the person sitting on the golden cultivation platform. "He actually dares to sit in Wang Dong's position, doesn't he fear death?"

  "Haha, this arrogant waste, was slapped and taught a lesson by Wang Dong Shixiong in the Gongfa Hall, I reckon he's still resentful, wants to take revenge on Wang Dong Shixiong, ridiculous!"

  "This trash's qualifications are probably not even as good as mine, yet he dares to challenge Master Wang Dong? He's simply asking to be slapped in the face!" A chubby cultivator at the peak of the Refining Realm said with a solemn expression, his large pancake-like face filled with disdain.

  "Why doesn't Master Wang come out and teach this kid a lesson, instead letting him cultivate in the position of the eldest disciple for several days?" The other disciples were indignant and resentful, wishing they could take action right now and kick Lin Yi off the cultivation platform.

  However, no one dared to really go up, Lin Yi's previous prestige, even if they hadn't seen the disciples before, had some hearsay.

  "It's estimated that Wang Dong is in seclusion and has no idea what's happening here. This kid really has good luck, that's the eldest son's cultivation platform!" A disciple said with envy in his eyes.

  "Hmph, before the Sword Conference, Wang Dong will definitely come out of seclusion. At that time, this little brat will be in for a treat, just wait and see!"

  "Speaking of which, this year's Sword Club's junior members, I'm afraid it's still Wang Dong senior. He's too awesome, he's simply my idol!" Another disciple said with utmost admiration.

  "Yes, within this inner circle, there's simply no one who can rival Master Wang!"

  The crowd of disciples were in an uproar, with no one able to come to a consensus. Lin Yi, however, was completely absorbed in his cultivation and had passed five more time periods.

  After his cultivation, Lin Yi returned to the small courtyard and began to practice the Snake Chui's Coiling Shadow Step, as well as explore new sword paths. Unbeknownst to him, his strength had already begun to grow weakly.

  Half a month later, Lin Yi had already practiced the Nine-Part Fire Stance to nine parts. This advanced movement technique made rapid progress at first, and Lin Yi could practice it to seven or eight parts in just one night. However, the more he progressed, the harder it became, like climbing to the sky.

  With Lin Yi's qualifications and efforts, it took more than half a month to barely reach the Great Completion stage.

  To reach the perfect state of being extremely hot, Lin Yi obviously still has a long way to go. For now, he is not in a hurry. He can exert 90% of his Snake Dragon Step's first layer and combine it with two types of sword moves. Currently, sweeping away martial artists at the first level of Qi Realm is simply effortless for him.

  Apart from Lin Yi, the other disciples in the inner sect were also practicing diligently, not daring to slack off even a bit. This once-a-year Sword Conference only had benefits for those with stronger strength.

  A month's time passed in the blink of an eye, Lin Yi had been cultivating alone all along, except for talking to his mother, he would only occasionally meet with Bai Xiaochun and guide him in his cultivation.

  Surprisingly, Bai Xiaochun broke through to the peak of the Refining Realm two days ago, while Lin Yi was still stuck at the seventh level of the Refining Realm.

  Of course, Bai Xiaochun had used two years of time before he was able to break through.

  At dawn, faint light falls.

  Early in the morning, Bai Xiaochun had already called Lin Ye to the Tianxuan Grand Hall, waiting for today's opening of the Inner Gate Sword Conference.

  Jian Hui is the grandest competition in the entire Tian Xuan Sect, with the sect master and various senior elders attending. Even some excellent disciples from the outer sect, as well as Bai He, who is in charge of affairs, have the qualifications to come and watch, learning from the inner sect disciples' martial arts.

  "Elder!" Seeing Ying Tianzhao walking over with a smile, Lin Yi and Bai Xiaochun both bowed in unison.

  Ying Tian stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Lin Yi, the Sect Master has made an exception this time to let you participate in the Sword Conference. You must show your true strength, I've vouched for you, saying that you'll definitely have the qualifications to contend for the position of Great Disciple!"

  Lin Yi smiled faintly, "The elder is looking down on me!"

  "This kid is quite humble, this doesn't seem like the style of a 'ruthless person'!" Ying Tianzhao burst out laughing and patted Lin Yi's shoulder.

  "Oh!" Lin Yi touched his nose tip, his expression calm and serene, and said in a low tone: "This position of the eldest disciple, belongs to no one but me!"

  "This is more like it!" Ying Tian Zhao said with a satisfied smile.

  By noon, all the inner disciples had arrived. The sect master, Jiang Jing Tian, sat on the high throne in the grand hall like a god, looking down at everyone with an aura that was overwhelming and intimidating, making it so that none of the disciples dared to even lift their heads.

  "Pay respects to the patriarch, pay respects to all the elders!" The crowd of disciples shouted in unison.

  "This time, the Sword Meet has 49 inner disciples who meet the participation conditions. How many levels they can pass, which floor of the main hall they can enter, and what opportunities they can get depend on their own abilities!" Jiang Jingtian stood up, his piercing gaze sweeping across, "The gate of the Sword Meet will open in half an hour!"

  The disciples were in an uproar, their faces filled with excitement, and they began discussing it in hushed tones.

  All qualified inner disciples have already arrived at a side door of the Grand Hall, where they see a stone staircase spiraling upwards, leading directly to the upper level of the Tianxuan Great Hall.

  The most noticeable ones are three people, namely Wang Dong, Wu Yan and Lin Yi.

  Wu Yan and Wang Dong are natural rivals for the position of Big Disciple, with Wang Dong always gaining the upper hand. Wu Yan has never been able to accept this, but this time he seems fully prepared, his cold, angry eyes gleaming with absolute confidence.

  Lin Yi, as a specially selected disciple, was able to gain the favor of the sect leader and naturally became the subject of discussion among all disciples. Especially one month ago, Lin Yi was defeated by Wang Dong on the sword ladder in the Gong Fa Hall, which had already spread throughout the inner door.

  "I really don't know what's so special about this guy, that he actually gets the privilege of attending the Sword Conference. He looks like nothing more than a piece of trash at the seventh level of cultivation!"

  "It's just that Wang Dong is a defeated general under his command. No matter what his qualifications or strength are, he is nothing but a waste!"

  Listening to these idle words, Lin Yi was unconvinced, slightly tilting his head and looking at Wang Dong beside him.

  Wang Dong heard these flattering words, but his face didn't look good at all, because the truth would soon be revealed, and when that time came, he didn't know what his face would end up like!

  "Everyone, follow me!" Ying Tianzhao wore a gray robe and stepped onto the stone stairs first, leading his disciples up to the next level.

  The crowd was stirred up again, and those inner and outer door disciples who were not qualified to participate also followed behind. Although they couldn't participate, they still had the qualification to watch. Many people have already started betting on who will be this year's top disciple.

  Ninety-nine percent of the bets were placed on Wang Dong, and a small number of disciples believed that Wu Yan could regain his honor and compete for the position of eldest disciple.

  As for everyone else, even if they have decent abilities, they are nothing more than cannon fodder.

  Lin Yi followed the crowd and stepped onto the second floor of the grand hall.

  Here, suddenly there was a golden temple gate, tightly closed.

  In front of the main gate, there is a wide open space where all disciples gather, bustling with excitement.

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