The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2912 - 2887: They’re Actually This Strong?

As soon as the voice of the elder presiding over the martial arts competition fell, Lin Bai noticed two young warriors stepping out from the stone walls on both sides. They looked about the same age as Long Beibei, and were among the outstanding figures within the Qinglong Tribe today.

The cultivation of these two was much lower than that of Long Beibei and Long Yu, only around the third level of the Yin Saint Realm.

"Brother Long Jie, please!"

"Cousin Cai Fei, please!"

The two young warriors stood at the base of Kongtian Peak, clasped their fists towards each other, and immediately assumed a stance. They engaged in combat, exchanging blows back and forth.

They fought from the base to mid-air, then from mid-air to the summit.

Both sustained significant injuries, yet neither showed any fear. They were both striving with all their might to win this martial arts competition and gain recognition from the family elders.

After a thousand rounds, the foreign tribe’s Cai Fei eventually fell and was defeated, with Long Jie narrowly claiming victory.

This martial arts competition concluded.

Long Jie won and received a chorus of cheers.

In contrast, the defeated Cai Fei appeared a bit dejected.

Then, the elder of the Qinglong Tribe stepped forward to praise the martial arts competition between Long Jie and Cai Fei, offering them some encouragement before starting the second match.

Lin Bai stood on the stone wall, watching match after match of martial arts competitions, a smile constantly on his face.

Zhao Yue asked, "What are you smiling at?"

Lin Bai smiled and said, "Watching the Qinglong Tribe’s martial arts competition today, I finally understand how strong those who once fought me truly are!"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Bai chuckled bitterly.

Zhao Yue looked at Lin Bai with curiosity.

Lin Bai calmly said, "The disciples of the Kunxu Li Clan, like Libu Zheng and Li Chuyi; the disciples of the Sword God Family, like Dugu Yitian and Dugu Hao; and the quasi-saints of the East Continent Academy, like Li Jiuge and Shi Zhongxian!"

"I originally thought their reputation as geniuses was baseless!"

"But now it seems, they truly possess the talents of geniuses!"

Zhao Yue smiled faintly and said, "That’s because their opponent was you, which is why they were defeated so miserably!"

Lin Bai smiled and said, "But after seeing the Qinglong Tribe’s martial artists today, I realize these geniuses truly have genuine strength!"

The Tianjiao who had previously fought with Lin Bai, like Li Chuyi and Libu Zheng from Kunxu; Dugu Yitian and Dugu Hao from the Sword God Family; Li Jiuge and Shi Zhongxian from the East Continent Academy.

Lin Bai had thought they didn’t seem as powerful as the rumors suggested.

However, after witnessing the Qinglong Tribe’s martial artists today, he shook his head speechlessly.

The Tianjiao of the Qinglong Tribe, if faced with the geniuses from the Kunxu Li Clan, Sword God Family, and East Continent Academy, would probably be annihilated without being able to block a single move.

Even martial artists of the same realm would likely be crushed by them.

In Kongtian Peak, as Lin Bai watched one martial arts competition after another, he saw nearly none who qualified to enter the East Continent Academy, let alone those with the potential to become quasi-saints.

The martial arts competition within Kongtian Peak would last for an entire day.

The younger generation within the Qinglong Tribe would take turns stepping onto the stage, engaging in fights to test the results of their year’s hard training.

Lin Bai found that the native tribe’s martial artists were consistently much stronger than the foreign tribe’s.

Over the course of nearly a thousand martial arts competitions, it was primarily the native tribe’s martial artists who emerged victorious, with only very few foreign tribe members managing to clinch a win.

At dusk, as the sun’s afterglow bathed Kongtian Peak, the elder announced: "The next martial arts competition, native Long Beibei against foreign Dou Nianhua!"

Lin Bai perked up with interest upon hearing this, looking toward the arena.

Immediately, Long Beibei stepped forward from beside her father and entered the arena.

On the other side of the stone wall, a stern-faced young man also stepped forward shoulder to shoulder.

"Long Beibei has arrived!"

"Finally, the main event has arrived!"

"It’s not easy for Long Beibei to win; her opponent is the top foreigner, Dou Nianhua!"

"Yes, since last year, Long Beibei was defeated by Dou Nianhua, and I wonder if she can finally avenge her defeat after a year!"

"..."

As Long Beibei took the stage, a ripple of excitement arose among the martial artists present.

Zhao Yue smiled and said, "Here comes the only daughter of the current Qinglong Tribe’s clan leader. Her presence naturally becomes the focus of everyone’s attention, but unfortunately, her opponent is the top foreigner!"

"Dou Nianhua!"

"This person is not simple, with a Heaven Level higher grade Martial Soul, just like Long Beibei!"

"Especially since this person is ruthless and strikes without mercy. Last year, he nearly crippled Long Beibei, earning some rebuke from the clan elders for it!"

Zhao Yue chuckled as she spoke.

Lin Bai looked at Long Beibei and Dou Nianhua, shaking his head as he said, "She can’t possibly defeat Dou Nianhua!"

Zhao Yue asked, "How can you be so sure?"

Lin Bai nodded and said, "There’s a murderous aura emanating from Dou Nianhua. If I’m not mistaken, this person should be seasoned in life and death experiences, and to defeat such a martial artist, there’s only one possibility, which is to kill him!"

Lin Bai chuckled softly.

When Dou Nianhua stepped out, Lin Bai caught a whiff of that pungent smell of blood on him—even though he had tried hard to conceal it, Lin Bai still sensed that icy aura enveloping Dou Nianhua.

Dou Nianhua stood facing Long Beibei, arms crossed, and said coldly, "You should admit defeat, you can’t possibly beat me!"

As he spoke, Dou Nianhua wore a hint of arrogance on his face, looking at Long Beibei with disdain in his eyes.

Stubbornly, Long Beibei pulled out a sharp sword from her storage bag, pointing it at Dou Nianhua and said, "Hmph, making Auntie admit defeat, that’s impossible!"

Dou Nianhua shook his head speechlessly and said, "If that’s the case, then try it. But let me warn you, just because you’re the clan leader’s daughter doesn’t mean I will hold back against you!"

Long Beibei said, "Hmph, Auntie doesn’t need you to hold back. Watch my sword!"

With that, Long Beibei brandished her longsword and slashed towards Dou Nianhua.

Long Beibei’s sword skill seemed fierce and domineering, but lacked any real technique. When Lin Bai saw her strike, he chuckled bitterly; such sword skill was unlikely to defeat Dou Nianhua.

Let alone Dou Nianhua being the top of the foreign tribe, even a regular foreign tribe disciple wouldn’t be injured by her sword.

In Lin Bai’s eyes, with Long Beibei’s first sword strike, she had already fallen behind.

Just as Lin Bai expected, Dou Nianhua easily dodged Long Beibei’s sword, even appearing in front of her with a ruthless expression, clenched his fist, and punched hard onto Long Beibei’s shoulder.

Poof!

Long Beibei flew backward, spewing out blood in midair, creating an arc.

"What..."

"With just one punch, Long Beibei was..."

"Is Dou Nianhua that strong?"

"In just one year of hard training, Dou Nianhua has grown to this extent!"

Seeing Long Beibei knocked away by Dou Nianhua’s punch, the martial artists on the surrounding stone walls were shocked and exclaimed in surprise.