"This is not a concession! It's a tactical crushing!" Qingtian smiled bitterly: "I thought that in the last move, you would fight me with this sword, but I didn't expect that you would still stay awake at that moment.

, he saw my flaw and immediately gave up fighting me...Bai Ye, you are terrible!"

In that situation, a sword can determine victory or defeat, and most swordsmen will not flinch.

This is the tenacity and determination of a swordsman!

But Bai Ye was different. He flinched. Because he realized that Qingtian focused all his energy on that sword, so he chose to avoid it and directly subdued Qingtian.

This is far more effective than fighting Qingtian, and the success rate is extremely high.

Qingtian was shocked by the terrifying strength shown by Bai Ye. But from beginning to end, Bai Ye remained calm. Even if he was forced into a desperate situation by Wuhen Sword Intent, he did not panic, but thought about how to fight back.

This man's fighting consciousness and mental strength are simply terrifying and outrageous!

Qingtian was shocked in his heart. Looking at the white night with no joy or sadness on his face, he felt even more incredible.

"Game over, winner, White Night!"

The referee probably just reacted and started shouting immediately.

This sentence made the entire scene fall silent.

Everyone looked at the people on the ring, and no one came back to their senses for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took before tiny sounds came out from every corner of the arena, and countless people felt like they were waking up from a dream.

"Is it over?"

"Bai...Bai Ye won?"

"The person in the sword training room... won?"

"That means...Senior Brother Qingtian...has been defeated?"

"He lost?"

"This... this is fake... I must be dreaming! Yes! I must be dreaming!"

"Then I must be dreaming too. How can a great emperor defeat the great emperor? It's fake! It's all fake!!"

People murmured quietly or shouted loudly, as if they were crazy.

Few people wanted to believe what they saw.

No one can accept this reality.

It also includes the powerful people in the VIP seats.

Their normal thinking does not allow them to accept such a thing.

But the facts are in front of them, impacting their usual thinking. If they don't accept it... they have to accept it!

No one would have thought that a person in the sword training room could defeat a seeded player!

"His name is Bai Ye, right?"

"White Night in the Sword Training Room!"

"That's awesome!"

"It turns out that there is such a person in Yi Jian Tiangong!"

"This great emperor is so terrifying!"

People began to pay attention to Bai Ye, murmuring his name repeatedly, and everyone who looked at him showed fear in addition to admiration.

The great emperor defeated the peak saint!

What a terrible person this is!

All the elders stared in silence.

The third elder lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

The ones with the most exciting expressions were none other than the elders at the elders' table. Among them, the one whose expressions changed the most was undoubtedly the Sixth Elder.

He stared blankly at the ring, his face turning red and white for a while, and finally turning green again, his eyebrows tightening and loosening at times, making him even more restless.

But at this moment, Bai Ye had already turned around.

He looked at the Sixth Elder indifferently and said in a low voice.

"Sixth Elder, I have defeated Senior Brother Qingping and successfully entered the top 100. Now can you follow our previous agreement and go to the sword training room in person to pick up my elders and fellow juniors and sisters?"

As soon as this voice came out, the slightly noisy scene became quiet for a few minutes.

Everyone looked towards the Sixth Elder.

"Absurd!!! Absolutely ridiculous!!"

The Ninth Elder suddenly stood up and roared loudly: "You are a little disciple, but you still dare to drive the elders? This matter! It's invalid!!"

However, Bai Ye ignored the ninth elder and continued to look at the sixth elder.

White night, aggressive!

"What do you think, elders?" the great elder said in a deep voice.

"The distinguished guest is here, don't say anything without trusting us!" the fourth elder said in a low voice.

"But if we go, wouldn't we make a joke?" the ninth elder said angrily.

"If you don't go, won't you make a joke? Don't we make too many jokes?" the fourth elder snorted.

The Ninth Elder's expression changed slightly, but he finally said no more.

The Sixth Elder took a deep breath, without saying a word, jumped up and flew out of the arena.

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Chapter completed!