Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law

Chapter 115: The Retribution of the Yudao Sect

Zhao Tianlong and Xie Tianqiong doubted if they had heard wrong.

In their memory, Li Qingyi was definitely not an arrogant person.

Therefore, for Li Qingyi to say such words, there must be a firm foundation of confidence.

Xu Ping’an was one thing, but for Li Qingyi to also be confident about entering the top five, this was completely unexpected.

If the Beichen Sword Sect could secure two spots in the top five this time, it would be like a huge celebration for the sect.

"The two elders should stop worrying, and just focus on watching the match. When the competition begins, the answer will naturally reveal itself," Xu Ping’an said with a smile.

"Good, I am looking forward to your performance," Zhao Tianlong nodded.

Although they still found it hard to believe, for some reason, they suddenly felt that Xu Ping’an and his team might actually pull off a miracle.

Afterward, Zhao Tianlong and Xie Tianqiong left.

Zhao Kai and the others came over.

"Ping’an, we are all counting on you now. With our strength, it’s difficult to achieve results in this singles tournament," Tang Qingheng said with a smile.

"But you can rest assured, we will still give our all in every match," Long Yan said with determination in his eyes.

"Okay, just do your best. Such sparring at the same level is also a rare opportunity for us," Xu Ping’an said with a smile.

Tang Qingheng and Long Yan nodded one after another.

Soon enough, almost everyone had arrived.

The tournament finally began.

"Next, will all participating disciples please come to the center of the arena? The competition will still use a random draw for the match-ups, two by two. The winners will advance to the next round," declared the Great Elder of Li Huo Sect.

The next instant, disciples from the four major sects swept up onto the stage.

Xu Ping’an and Li Qingyi naturally followed suit.

There were a total of thirty-two people.

There would be sixteen matches, with two combatants per match.

Therefore, they now needed to draw lots. Contestants with the same number would face off against each other.

The number would also determine the order of their appearance.

With a wave of his hand from the Great Elder of Li Huo Sect, thirty-two orbs suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The other disciples scrambled for them.

Xu Ping’an made a grasping motion, and one of the orbs flew into his hand.

He crushed it, pulling out the slip of paper inside.

Written on the slip of paper was the number twelve.

This meant that Xu Ping’an would be the twelfth to compete.

Xu Ping’an also glanced at the number Li Qingyi had drawn, which was nine.

Zhao Kai drew one, Long Yan five, and Tang Qingheng six.

Meaning, Xu Ping’an and his group were lucky and did not draw to face each other.

If Xu Ping’an were to face Li Qingyi, it would mean that one of them would have to be eliminated.

"Those who have drawn number one, please remain in the arena. All others proceed to the spectator’s stand to wait," instructed the Great Elder of Li Huo Sect.

"Just do your best!" Xu Ping’an patted Zhao Kai’s shoulder.

"Don’t worry, I will never easily give up," Zhao Kai nodded emphatically.

Soon, only Zhao Kai and a disciple from Li Huo Sect were left in the arena.

This disciple’s strength was in the Sixth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm.

Zhao Kai’s strength was in the Third Layer.

Third Layer versus Sixth Layer, a full three layers apart.

"It’s Wang Tong, Brother Wang Tong, defeat him, beat him harshly."

"Right, crush him to pieces!"

The disciples of Li Huo Sect shouted excitedly one after another.

Although this Sixth Layer disciple was the weakest among Li Huo Sect’s competitors,

he was still one of Li Huo Sect’s top geniuses and enjoyed considerable popularity within the sect.

Seeing Wang Tong facing Zhao Kai, these disciples from Li Huo Sect were all incredibly excited.

The Beichen Sword Sect had stolen the title of number one sect from them.

The entire Li Huo Sect was holding back a grievance.

It could be said that Zhao Kai ran into the line of fire.

"It seems like Brother Zhao Kai is quite unfortunate," Tang Qingheng said with a wry smile.

"There’s no helping it, these disciples from Li Huo Sect really hate us at Beichen Sword Sect," Long Yan said with a bitter smile.

"I just hope Zhao Kai doesn’t get beaten too badly," Tang Qingheng said.

Xu Ping’an was caught between laughter and tears.

On the stage, Zhao Kai faced off against Wang Tong.

"You might as well surrender, you are no match for me," Wang Tong said coldly.

"Even if I’m no match for you, I will never surrender," Zhao Kai declared firmly.

"Hmph, looking for a beating," Wang Tong snorted.

The next moment, he made his move, not even using a weapon, and charged directly at Zhao Kai.

Zhao Kai swung his giant sword to meet Wang Tong’s attack.

But the gap in strength was still enormous.

Even though Zhao Kai kept launching attacks, Wang Tong easily evaded them.

And Zhao Kai couldn’t defend against Wang Tong’s blows.

Several times Wang Tong sent Zhao Kai flying, causing him to spit up blood, until he finally fell off the stage.

"Lost!" Tang Qingheng sighed helplessly.

Zhao Kai had given it his all, but in the end, he couldn’t inflict any harm on the opponent.

He was still too weak.

However, Xu Ping’an thought that this battle was necessary.

Only through this could Zhao Kai be further motivated in his cultivation.

The second match was a disciple of Yudao Sect at the Sixth Rank against a disciple of Tyrant Heavenly Sect at the Seventh Layer Realm.

Without a doubt, the disciple from Tyrant Heavenly Sect eventually won.

The third match still lacked any highlights.

The fourth match, however, was somewhat interesting.

Lei Bao from Tyrant Heavenly Sect stepped into the arena, and his opponent was a disciple of Li Huo Sect at the Seventh Rank.

In the end, Lei Bao sent the Seventh Rank disciple from Li Huo Sect flying with a punch.

The fourth match was one between a disciple of Yudao Sect at the Eighth Layer Realm against a fellow disciple at the Fifth Layer Realm.

The disciple at the Fifth Layer Realm immediately conceded defeat on the spot, allowing the disciple at the Eighth Layer Realm to advance smoothly.

In the fifth match, Long Yan entered the stage.

And his opponent turned out to be Situ Feng from Li Huo Sect.

Without a doubt, Long Yan was no match for his opponent with just one move.

Xu Ping’an had wanted to gauge Situ Feng’s strength, but now it seemed that Long Yan couldn’t force his opponent to reveal anything.

In the sixth match, Tang Qingheng’s opponent was no slouch either, facing off against Xue Wen from Yudao Sect.

Similarly, Tang Qingheng was no match for Xue Wen.

However, what angered Xu Ping’an and the others was that Xue Wen, who could have won easily, unnecessarily dealt a heavy blow.

A punch landed on Tang Qingheng’s chest, instantly breaking six of his ribs and injuring his organs.

Tang Qingheng passed out on the spot.

Yet Xue Wen looked on with disdain, righteously declaring, "In a fight, there is no room for eyes. If you’re going to blame anyone, blame him for being too weak. I already did him a favor by not killing him."

Upon hearing this, even the disciples from Li Huo Sect frowned.

Long Yan and Zhao Kai, looking at the unconscious Tang Qingheng, clenched their fists tightly.

Even Li Qingyi’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

Xu Ping’an was silent, his gaze towards Xue Wen sharp and cold.

He knew that Yudao Sect was seeking revenge.

They retaliated after he had killed Guan Qing.

They could have come directly after him but instead chose to attack Tang Qingheng.

This had crossed Xu Ping’an’s bottom line.

"Yudao Sect, very good, I’ll remember this," Xu Ping’an said as he stuffed an intermediate-grade healing pill of the Fifth Rank into Tang Qingheng’s mouth and looked towards Xue Wen.

Xue Wen, full of disdain, said to Xu Ping’an, "He was lucky not to die this time, but he won’t be so lucky next time."

After saying that, he walked past Xu Ping’an and the others.

Long Yan and Zhao Kai were furious, but Xu Ping’an held them back.

However, a surge of anger filled Xu Ping’an’s heart as well.