Tian Qi’s arduous victory over Ran Hui not only defended the sect’s winning streak, but also proved that though he ranked at the bottom among inner disciples, he equally possessed the strength to battle Holy Spring Sect’s core disciples!

However, the price was losing consciousness.

Mainly because he was oppressed too miserably in the early phase, and in the late phase counterattack he fell into frenzied explosive bursts for victory.

If Tian Qi also had an extreme-grade spirit root, even if his cultivation was weaker than Ran Hui’s, he definitely wouldn’t have won so arduously!

Their senior brother’s victory made the Tiegu Sect disciples even more proud!

Tian Qi’s reversal also caused the various forces to fall silent.

For a fourth-grade Wushi to defeat a seventh-grade Wushi was absolutely not luck—this was absolutely a manifestation of strength!

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect was truly strong!

At this point, no one questioned this seventh-tier sect anymore, because trampling Holy Spring Sect’s disciples one by one was sufficient to prove themselves!

Previously they had wondered—could Tiegu Sect win even one match?

Now it had reversed—could Holy Spring Sect win even one match?

As for Qin Haoran and the alliance bosses… let’s not mention these idiots anymore, because they would only spoil the mood.

Sect Master Jun looked toward a certain martial artist and said indifferently: “My disciple won this match. Please go to the latrine right now.”

Go to the latrine for what?

To eat shit!

This was the same nature as livestreaming cutting off one’s dick or livestreaming eating a keyboard.

Jun Changxiao naturally wouldn’t really make him go, and instead looked toward Elder Jin, cupping his fists: “Your Holy Spring Sect has lost again. Will you still fight?”

“Fight!”

Elder Jin roared.

He now had no way to maintain the demeanor a fifth-tier sect’s high-ranking member should have—the muscles on his face were nearly deformed with rage.

“Li Fei.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Go into battle.”

“Yes!”

Li Fei bounced on his toes and walked toward the martial arts stage.

But he also looked back at the unconscious Tian Qi, thinking inwardly: “Senior Brother Tian, I, Li Fei, will continue to defend the sect’s winning streak!”

Holy Spring Sect sent out another seventh-grade Wushi core disciple. As for his name, there’s no need to mention it, because after the match began, he was played around with by Li Fei at full speed.

“Such fast speed!”

“That Holy Spring Sect disciple simply can’t catch up!”

“Looking at the situation, things seem bad.”

Everyone was now instead worried about the Holy Spring Sect disciple.

This was the change in mindset, this was proof of acknowledging that Tiegu Sect was very strong!

Boom! Boom!

After circling for a while, Li Fei appeared like a ghost behind his opponent, his golden right foot carrying spiritual power, directly kicking twice, both kicks landing on the neck position.

Thud thud thud!

That disciple staggered to the side.

During this process, Li Fei appeared again right in front, his toes tapping as he soared into the air charging forward, shouting: “Iron Bones Shadowless Kick!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Pah!”

After a torrential pear blossom-like bombardment, that disciple retreated to the edge of the martial arts stage, blood spraying forth, then his eyes rolled back as he fell straight down.

“Thud.”

His body hit the ground, leaving the martial arts stage.

“…”

Everyone’s mouths twitched.

This Holy Spring Sect core disciple hadn’t even executed a move, hadn’t even touched a corner of the Tiegu Sect disciple’s clothes, and was so cleanly defeated!

“Ding! Defeated Holy Spring Sect core disciple. Epic quest completion 90%. Host obtained 600 contribution points.”

“Ding! Contribution points 2505/2000.”

“Ding…”

Before it could remind about overflow, Jun Changxiao first opened the purchased items store, spent 1000 contribution points, and bought 20 bottles of Aptitude Transformation Liquid.

He already had 30 bottles saved up. After the challenge ended, he would definitely distribute them to all the disciples who fought.

“Still short 10%. Should need to continue challenging core disciples.” Jun Changxiao cupped his fists: “Elder Jin, will you still fight?”

“Fight!”

Elder Jin said through gritted teeth.

He was now like a gambler who had lost his entire fortune at the casino, having completely lost rationality!

Jun Changxiao said: “I still have four disciples who haven’t fought. How about four more matches?”

“Fine!” Elder Jin said.

As he spoke and waved his hand, a tall and burly disciple walked out with heavy steps. Though his strength was also seventh-grade Wushi, at a glance he was clearly stronger than the previous two!

“Xiaomo, take the stage.”

“Yes!”

Su Xiaomo handed the unconscious Tian Qi to Xiao Zuiji, swung her arms, and bounced onto the stage.

After announcing names, the match began!

Boom!

Boom!

Su Xiaomo used Cloud Striding Steps, circling around the large-framed Holy Spring Sect disciple back and forth, then continuously bombarding vital points.

As expected.

Though that big guy was thick-skinned and sturdy, after a flurry of kicks, he rumbled down like a small hill.

Su Xiaomo clapped her hands, eyebrows raised: “No challenge.”

“…”

Everyone was nearly dizzy.

These Tiegu Sect disciples were simply too frightening—bullying Holy Spring Sect core disciples like it was child’s play!

Next match.

Li Qingyang entered battle.

As someone who developed comprehensively, even facing Qing Linfeng he could easily win, so defeating his opponent only took a few minutes.

“Ding! Disciple defeated Holy Spring Sect core disciples 5/5, meets hidden standard. Epic quest completion 100%. Host obtained 200 contribution points.”

“Ding! Sect contribution points: 1705/2000.”

“Strange?”

Jun Changxiao puzzled: “All three requirements are met, also reached 100%, why isn’t the epic quest completed?”

“Sect Master Jun.”

As he pondered, Elder Jin said with an ugly expression: “Please wait a moment. My Holy Spring Sect still has two core disciples in seclusion. I’ve sent someone to notify them.”

“Oh.”

Jun Changxiao responded.

“Those two core disciples in seclusion must be Gu Zhaojiu and Jian Feifan!”

“Holy Spring Sect only has seven core disciples total. Having sent out five already, it must be those two!”

“These two are Holy Spring Sect’s most core disciples. I heard one possesses Saint-grade aptitude, and one is a rare sword cultivator, their strength is also extraordinary!”

Everyone discussed in low voices.

One Saint-grade aptitude, one sword cultivator?

Jun Changxiao stroked his chin: “This is somewhat tricky.”

“Sect Master.”

Lu Qianqian said: “Leave the Saint-grade aptitude to me.”

Zhou Hong said: “Sect Master, that sword cultivator—this disciple hopes to battle him!”

“Fine.” Jun Changxiao said.

He still had considerable confidence in these two disciples. After all, one also had Saint-grade aptitude, and one was also a sword cultivator.

…

Before long.

Two disciples wearing Holy Spring Sect uniforms walked out from the inner courtyard.

One of them had a lazy gaze, giving people a disheveled feeling. The other had sword-like brows and starry eyes, his entire body emanating a cold fierce momentum.

From their auras, Jun Changxiao could also discern that the one on the left must be the Saint-grade aptitude Gu Zhaojiu, while the right was the sword cultivator Jian Feifan.

Holy Spring Sect truly had quite a few good prospects.

Including the earlier Qing Linfeng, if these three joined the Iron Bones Clanging Sect and were trained by him, their strength and realm would definitely skyrocket!

“Ah.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Being at Holy Spring Sect is somewhat beneath their talents.”

“Elder.”

Gu Zhaojiu walked over with the appearance of not being fully awake, saying: “For Tiegu Sect to come challenge, was it really necessary to call us two out?”

Everyone’s mouths twitched.

He probably didn’t know his sect had already lost seventy matches—lost miserably!

Jian Feifan didn’t speak, but instinctively looked toward Zhou Hong opposite him, intense battle intent flashing in his pitch-black eyes.

“Elder.”

He walked toward the martial arts stage: “I’ll fight first!”

“Sect Master, this disciple requests battle.” Without even waiting for Jun Changxiao to respond, Zhou Hong had already stepped forward first.

“Step.”

The two simultaneously stood at the center of the martial arts stage, their eyes meeting each other’s, instantly surging with incomparably sharp momentum!

“This is… Sword Intent!”

“That Tiegu Sect disciple is also a sword cultivator!?”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

Previously there was a blade cultivator, now there’s also a sword cultivator. Though Tiegu Sect’s tier wasn’t high, they had all types of martial artists!

“Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciple, Zhou Hong.”

“Holy Spring Sect disciple, Jian Feifan.”

After the two sword cultivators announced their names, the Sword Intent gathering on the martial arts stage intensified even more, causing martial artists in close proximity to retreat several steps in alarm.