CHAPTER 380: CHAPTER 368: IS THE BOSS ISSUING A MISSION?

Though Ling Ye felt Liang Yi’s words were full of vigor, not all disciples of the Blood Control Sect shared this type of disposition. In fact, many had already drawn their swords, preparing to charge at Liang Yi with murderous intent.

"Clang!"

"So, who will come first?"

Yuan Zhou unsheathed, Liang Yi stood with his sword ready. Surrounded though he was, his demeanor resembled someone who had turned the tables to challenge the countless opponents before him.

Liang Yi’s face was calm, his Sword Intent no longer concealed. Above his head, the phantom of a Qinglian bloomed, revealing the giant sword-shaped shadow of Yuan Zhou, its blade flashing with dazzling thunder, instantly dispelling the aggression of those Blood Control Sect disciples who hoped to make a name for themselves through battle.

The combat had not even started yet, but the mere pressure made it hard for them to catch their breath, instantly realizing he was a formidable opponent they could not provoke!

"Is this a Fifth Realm Cultivator?" Some Blood Control Sect disciples fell into deep self-doubt, feeling as if their own cultivation was false.

"What’s going on over there?"

"I don’t know, just now the sect’s NPC suddenly gathered there."

"I just saw a flying ship Magical Treasure descending, has someone important arrived?"

"Let’s go and check it out, it might be a special mission!"

Players unexpectedly discovered that the sect’s NPC disciples seemed to be gathering, keenly sniffing out the scent of a mission and hurriedly squeezing over.

"Holy shit, it’s big bro Liang Yi!"

"Is big bro Liang Yi here to give out a mission?"

"He must be here to form an Alliance, if the alliance is successful, we can also join in the mission of besieging the Devouring Spirit Sect!"

"Those traitors from Senluo Wanxiang Sect, now laughing happily in the forums, we have to cut them down when we meet!"

"But why does it seem like big bro is having conflicts with our sect disciples? Isn’t that Orange name a True Disciple?"

Amidst realizing Liang Yi’s arrival, players were as elated as if on stimulants, each already fantasizing about what good items they could exchange for the contribution points earned.

But upon seeing the situation of big bro Liang Yi, the players felt something was amiss.

Knowledgeable players had already quietly started the live stream, isn’t this ready-made traffic?

"Interesting, you don’t mind if I press you with the Sixth Realm, do you?" Ling Ye raised an eyebrow, his only want now was to beat Liang Yi down.

Lowering Realm for a fair match in the contest? Is there anyone still so naive these days?

Weakness is the original sin!

"I don’t mind, I believe you also wouldn’t mind being defeated by a Fifth Realm Cultivator like me." Liang Yi didn’t take it seriously, a smile hanging on his lips, his sword tip pointed directly at Ling Ye.

"Hmph!" Ling Ye snorted coldly and without further ado, slapped his beloved sword at his waist and grasped it in his hand.

A domineering and unrivaled sword Dao Intent radiated from Ling Ye all around, brutally isolating all the spectators outside a large circle, leaving only him and Liang Yi inside.

Su Youyi and Mr. Ju stood beside Zhou Yuqing, their expressions relaxed, showing no worry for their senior brother. On the other side, Zhao Xiangsui also stood beside Liu Rouxin, watching the conflict with great interest.

"Is it you who lured Ling Ye here?" Liu Rouxin’s voice suddenly arose.

"Haha, I knew I couldn’t hide it from you." Zhao Xiangsui was stunned for a moment, but his expression quickly recovered as he openly admitted it.

"In True Disciples, besides you, I really can’t think of anyone who doesn’t cultivate daily and just runs around aimlessly." Liu Rouxin glanced at the youth beside her, whose demeanor seemed more like a member of the Complete Heaven Sect, her tone sarcastic.

"That’s not entirely true. I personally find cultivation rather boring. With so many trivial matters in this world, why waste our lives on this?" Zhao Xiangsui shrugged, looking indifferent as he watched the two figures confronting each other in the arena.

Hearing this, Liu Rouxin said no more. People have different thoughts, and although she disapproved of such a carefree and trouble-making disposition, she had no intention of changing others’ views.

The spectating players, however, were immensely excited. Were they about to witness the action of a powerhouse?

With the players’ current level, they could actually investigate Liang Yi’s level by now, but due to the numerous protective artifacts Liang Yi possessed, without an extremely special means, they could only see a bunch of question marks next to his dazzling reputation for quite a long time.

Ling Ye stood out due to his unusually tall stature, and the sword he wielded was clearly different from ordinary ones. Though proportionally the same, it was significantly larger overall.

Facing Ling Ye directly, Liang Yi’s most obvious feeling at that moment was "domineering". The unique dominion of a sword practitioner perfectly merged with the haughtiness of the Blood Control Sect, creating an awe-inspiring presence.

Holding his long sword, Ling Ye’s posture was stalwart, his eagle-like sharp eyes fixated on Liang Yi, searching for an opening to strike.

The lion strikes the rabbit with all its might!

Contrary to Ling Ye, Liang Yi appeared very relaxed. Just casually standing in a ready stance, his face composed, giving no hint of his thoughts to Ling Ye.

Time stealthily passed, and the psychological pressure on Ling Ye grew increasingly intense.

He found that he could not discern any flaws in Liang Yi’s stance.

Onlookers Liu Rouxin and Zhao Xiangsui watched with grave expressions, while Su Youyi on the side remained relaxed, with a slight smile on his face.

Ling Ye didn’t understand. Clearly, Liang Yi was just standing there laxly, but why did it give an impression of flawless perfection?

He had imagined countless ways to make his move during the last few breaths, but each and every one could be easily blocked.

Repeated attempts resulted in repeated failures. If this continued and he lost his momentum first, his chances of winning would diminish even further.

"If this drags on, things won’t be good for Ling Ye," Zhao Xiangsui remarked, surprised, as it was the first time he had seen Ling Ye being suppressed in terms of momentum.

Knowing this too well, Ling Ye had no choice but to make a move; otherwise, he would be defeated before the fight even began!

Watching Ling Ye swinging his sword, Liang Yi also advanced, choosing to meet force with force directly!

Contrary to his rough and unrestrained appearance, Ling Ye’s swordsmanship was incredibly meticulous.

"Ding! Dang!"

The clashing of sword and blade emitted crisp clashing sounds.

The immense force transmitted through Yuan Zhou in his hand made Liang Yi’s hand tingle, constantly having to use his skill to deflect the power.

"This guy, possessing Innate Divine Strength while mastering such exquisite swordsmanship..." Liang Yi’s eyes flickered amid the sword light, silently analyzing his opponent’s tactics.

In combat, use your brain—this is the truth the players have learned from countless PKs (Player Kills). Fighting without a brain is just foolish, often being the first to fall.