Wang Wulian stepped down from the stage. Lu Yi looked at the eager-looking Lu Ling and smiled, "Senior Brother Lu Ling, shall we spar now?"


    Lu Ling was stunned for a moment and asked, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, you''ve just finished a match. Don''t you need to rest?"


    Lu Yi smiled and said, "My White Cloud Qi Guiding Technique is at a decent level. My spiritual energy recovers quickly, so I don''t need to rest."


    "Hiss..."


    The surrounding spectators all gasped.


    "White Cloud Sword Technique at the Perfection Realm, White Cloud Footwork at the Perfection Realm, and even the White Cloud Qi Guiding Technique at a profound level? As expected of Senior Brother Lu Yi."


    "Senior Brother Lu Yi''s comprehension is so high. I''m really envious. I''d be satisfied if I had half of Senior Brother Lu Yi''s talent."


    Hearing the murmurs around them, Lu Ling took a deep look at Lu Yi. Honestly, even he was envious.


    Quickly, Lu Ling stopped overthinking and laughed freely. "Since that''s the case, I won''t hold back."


    He lightly tapped the ground with his toes and floated onto the stage.


    Lu Yi noticed that Lu Ling had also practiced White Cloud Footwork, just like him. Not bad.


    Lu Ling stood firm and drew his sword. "Junior Brother Lu, please!"


    "Please!" Lu Yi responded with a smile.


    Without further words, the two charged at each other.


    Just like with Wang Wulian, Lu Yi sparred with Lu Ling for quite some time. Lu Ling''s swordsmanship wasn''t as refined as Wang Wulian''s, but his footwork was faster. For Lu Yi, it didn''t make much of a difference as the battle was always under his control.


    After sparring for a while, Lu Yi finally defeated Lu Ling, giving him enough face to make him feel comfortable.


    After sparring with Lu Ling, Lu Yi took the chance to recover since Wang Wulian was still reflecting on his earlier match.


    Although Lu Yi wasn''t particularly tired and still had about half of his spiritual energy, he thought it would be suspicious if he didn''t take some time to recover.


    Thus, Lu Yi sparred continuously with Wang Wulian and Lu Ling. The surrounding cultivators formed a circle, observing the precious realms of White Cloud Sword Technique in hopes of gaining insights.


    The sparring continued throughout the morning. Lu Yi sparred a total of sixteen times, completing sixteen tasks and earning sixteen Perfect Qi Condensation Pills.


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    After finishing the sparring with Lu Ling, Lu Yi smiled and said, "Senior Brothers Lu and Wang, let''s end here for today. I''ve gained a lot. Thank you both for sparring with me."


    Lu Ling and Wang Wulian were stunned but quickly shook their heads.


    Lu Ling expressed his gratitude, "Junior Brother Lu, don''t say that. I''ve gained a lot from our sparring today. It won''t be long before I break through to the Perfection Realm in swordsmanship. It''s all thanks to you!"


    Wang Wulian also nodded repeatedly, agreeing, "Lu Ling is right. My swordsmanship is just a step away from Perfection. It''s all because of you, Junior Brother!"


    Lu Yi touched his pocket, feeling the sixteen Perfect Qi Condensation Pills, and smiled modestly. "You two are too kind."


    In this friendly atmosphere, Lu Yi bid farewell and left. The surrounding spectators made way for him respectfully.


    Many of them looked at Lu Yi with gratitude. Just by observing the sparring, they had learned a lot.


    For cultivators, observing battles of powerful cultivators could be even more effective than regular training. Lu Yi''s sparring had a teaching effect as well.


    After leaving the martial arena, Lu Yi returned to Bai Ling Peak and began his training for the day.


    Although the morning was spent sparring, he wouldn''t let his afternoon and evening training go to waste.


    ......


    In the following days, with the Perfect Qi Condensation Pills in hand, Lu Yi focused entirely on training to prepare for the competition.


    He practiced the White Cloud Sword Technique in the morning, White Cloud Footwork in the afternoon, and White Cloud Qi Guiding Technique at night, leaving almost no time for rest. His dedication reminded him of his days preparing for exams, where he studied day and night.


    Unlike studying, however, training showed visible progress, making the process addictive. Lu Yi enjoyed every moment of it.


    Time flew, and soon half a month had passed.


    On this day, Lu Yi opened his eyes, and a trace of white spiritual light flickered in them before dissipating. He exhaled lightly.


    "It''s time."


    Today was the day of the competition.


    Lu Yi stepped out of his room and entered the main hall, where Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi were already seated at the table with breakfast prepared, though they hadn''t started eating.


    Seeing Lu Yi enter, they looked up. Lu Gaoyang''s expression was stern. "Yi''er, the competition begins today. How do you feel?"


    Wang Siqi also watched him. During this time, they hadn''t mentioned the competition to Lu Yi to avoid adding pressure.


    However, outside in the affairs hall, many deacons frequently inquired about Lu Yi. After all, his performance during the lecture had stunned everyone and earned him fame among the outer disciples.


    If Lu Yi didn''t perform well, he could expect criticism.


    Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi didn''t want to burden Lu Yi with such concerns.


    Lu Yi smiled confidently. "Don''t worry, Old Lu. I feel great."


    Over the past half month, Lu Yi hadn''t been slacking. His efforts had paid off, and his status screen had changed again.


    [Character]: Lu Yi


    [Cultivation]: Qi Refining Level 7


    [Techniques]: White Cloud Qi Guiding Technique (lv8)


    [Skills]: White Cloud Sword Technique (lv8), White Cloud Footwork (lv8)


    All his techniques and skills had reached level 8!


    Honestly, Lu Yi didn''t even know how strong he was anymore. The power of level 8 techniques was too immense to test in his small courtyard—he might accidentally destroy it.


    Regardless, Lu Yi felt confident about the competition. He also hadn''t forgotten the task associated with it.


    He wondered what reward awaited him if he took first place.


    Seeing Lu Yi''s confidence, Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi relaxed. Wang Siqi smiled. "I knew my Yi''er would be fine!"


    Lu Gaoyang also smiled and said, "How does the saying go? Like father, like son!"


    Lu Yi looked at Lu Gaoyang speechlessly. Was this man shameless enough to call himself a ''tiger father''? Ridiculous!


    "Let''s eat! After breakfast, we''ll head to the martial arena," Lu Gaoyang said with a laugh.


    The competition was held annually at the martial arena, the biggest event for outer disciples. Although not everyone participated, most attended to observe the matches and learn.


    Since most disciples gathered there, even the deacons and elders often joined to watch.


    Lu Gaoyang and Wang Siqi naturally wouldn''t miss it—especially when their son was participating.