Chapter 128 Ye Qing kills Linglong Patriarch in seconds! The little fairy is just like this! There were about a hundred people participating in the Tianjiao Conference. They are all the strongest geniuses of the younger generation in various holy places and forces, and their cultivation is basically at the Nascent Soul stage. With Mo Jiuqing's symbolic announcement of the rules and instructions, the competition officially came to an end. Those who can reach the Nascent Soul stage at the age of sixteen are basically famous young geniuses. The vast majority of them were already famous, or even household names, long before this Tianjiao Conference. Basically every contestant who comes on stage is recognized by many people. The only face that seemed unfamiliar to everyone was Ye Ling'er. At first, other holy places were somewhat gloating. They believed that Ye Qing had killed all the young talents in the Daluo Holy Land, so he had to temporarily find an unknown little person to replace him.
However, in the first round of the preliminary competition, Ye Linger defeated Yan Zhongkai, the genius from the famous town of Zhongzhou in the Holy Land of Dragon and Tiger, with just one punch. All the talents realized that the talents recommended by Taibai Sword Master were extraordinary. This unknown little girl may be the biggest dark horse of this Tianjiao Conference. …… After most of the day's competition, the first few rounds of the competition were finally over. Hundreds of geniuses went through numerous rounds of selection and finally the final sixteen were chosen. Among them, except for the Dragon-Tiger Holy Land which was unlucky and met Ye Ling'er in the first round, the other six holy lands all advanced. The other ten places are also for geniuses selected from some long-established dynasties in the four states of east, west, south and north. However, looking at the sixteen talented young people on the stage. The one that attracted the most attention was Ye Ling'er. One hundred and twenty-eight increases by sixty-four, sixty-four increases by thirty-two, and thirty-two increases by sixteen. After three rounds of competition, Ye Ling'er only threw three punches. He killed every opponent with one punch, without even showing his weapons. This powerful and domineering strength shocked and attracted everyone's attention. "This little girl is really amazing." "Based on her ability, she will definitely be among the top four." "Even if we can't win, the rewards for the top four are still very considerable." "You are so outstanding at such a young age. You will definitely shine in the future!" Just as the audience was feeling deeply moved, they fell silent the next second.
Mo Jiuqing announced the start of the first round of the quarterfinals, and two people walked onto the stage. Ye Linger's opponent turned out to be the chief saint of Linglong Holy Land, Li Furong. When seeing this grouping, Xia He and Li Ruhua's faces were immediately filled with bright smiles. Especially Li Ruhua, her two big buck teeth protruded directly from her lips when she laughed. He immediately looked at Ye Qing in the distance and said with a joking smile, "Sword Master Taibai, your daughter's performance is indeed very impressive." "But that's about it." "My disciple Li Furong is a master at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm." "Besides, she holds an imperial weapon in her hand. Even if your daughter breaks through to the Divine Transformation Realm, she will not be her match." "If you beg me now, I can ask my disciple to show mercy and not let your daughter lose too badly." Ye Qing stood with his arms folded, expressionless, and ignored Li Ruhua's provocation. The audience watching around couldn't help but sigh and shake their heads, their faces filled with regret. "Pity." "This little girl's ability clearly allows her to go further." "It just so happened that in the first round, I ran into Li Furong from Linglong Holy Land." "Li Furong is the number one prodigy in Linglong Holy Land. Her strength has reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. She is the prodigy with the greatest hope of winning the championship in this conference." "We met her in the first round of the quarterfinals... Now the Taibai Holy Land is gone." Even though Ye Ling'er's performance in the first three rounds was very impressive, few of the audience around her were optimistic about her. Li Furong raised her chin slightly, with a look of contempt on her face, and jokingly said, "Did you hear that?" "The audience has sharp eyes. No one thinks you have any chance of winning." "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, you can avoid physical pain." Ye Ling'er glanced at Ye Qing, expressionless, and stood with her arms folded. The moment Mo Jiuqing announced the start, Ye Ling'er flashed and stepped forward instantly. His fists turned into two invisible swords and blasted straight towards Li Furong. "Sword Palm!" Faced with this powerful and domineering might, Li Furong was caught off guard. He hurriedly took out his imperial weapon, the Golden Bone Shield, and turned it into a light curtain to block the attack. Although the golden bone shield blocked Ye Ling'er's instant attack, it also made Li Furong's whole body numb. Li Furong's expression suddenly changed, and she said in shock, "This power... is the Divine Transformation Realm?!" "Could it be that you have been hiding your strength in the past three rounds?!"
"It's not that I'm hiding my strength, but they are not worthy of me using my true strength." Ye Ling'er said calmly, "Of course, you were not worthy of it in the first place." "But you're so annoying. I don't want to see you for even a second longer." The next second, Ye Ling'er poured spiritual power into both palms, and an invisible giant sword roared out. The imperial weapon in Li Furong's hand exploded with a bang. She flew off the stage and slammed heavily into two Divine Phoenix soldiers, knocking them to the ground and causing them to faint. The whole audience fell into deathly silence at first, and then erupted into a burst of exclamations. "I am Cao!" "What did I see?" "The chief saint of Linglong Holy Land... was also killed in one move?!" "This little girl is actually at the Spiritual Transformation Realm?!" You know, the candidate who participates in the Tianjiao Conference cannot be older than sixteen years old. These more than one hundred people are all in the Nascent Soul stage, and the highest is only Li Furong's ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage. Among a group of Nascent Soul Realm people, a master in the Spirit Transformation Realm suddenly appeared. It is simply a crane standing out from the crowd, attracting everyone's attention. At the age of sixteen, he reached the state of spiritual transformation. Ninety percent of the monks will never be able to reach this level in their entire lives. It is hard to imagine, if this little girl practices for another ten years, what kind of terrifying level of cultivation she will achieve? At the seat of Linglong Holy Land, Xia He and Li Ruhua were both dumbfounded. I was so overwhelmed by the scene before me that I couldn't recover for a long time. The young people they had cultivated with all their efforts were eliminated in the round of 16. Moreover, he was killed instantly in one move, his imperial weapon was destroyed, and he was defeated completely. "Ye Qing, you..." Li Ruhua was so angry that she was shaking all over, and she glared at Ye Qing with murderous eyes. However, Ye Qing seemed extremely calm, picking up the teacup and taking a sip. He was calm and composed, not showing any joy at all. It seemed as if Ye Ling'er killing Li Furong in an instant was a very common thing. If Ye Qing had mocked him a few times, Li Ruhua would not have been too angry.
However, Ye Qing's nonchalant attitude directly broke Li Ruhua's defense. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground unconscious. (End of this chapter)