Although Qingxiao and Ziyi had already mentioned that Lu Yuan was the focus of attention for all the peaks this time, Zhaolinglong still wanted to confirm it.
"At this point, if it weren't for the match with Tian Qi last time, Taiping might still have a thirty to forty percent chance, but now, I'm afraid he doesn't even have a twenty percent chance," Qingxiao said with a serious expression.
This was his judgment based on Xu Taiping's performance last time and the cultivation level of Lu Yuan that he knew about.
"Taiping's luck is really quite bad," Ziyi said, nodding and sighing.
"Lu Yuan, we have observed him for quite some time. Although he has White Spirit Bone, he has been taking various spiritual herbs and elixirs since childhood thanks to his family's wealth. His cultivation is now at the middle stage of the Opening Gate Realm. The Fiery Sun Saber he practices is a rare martial art passed down in his family. Tian Qi's Shadow Foot is only considered a high-level martial art," she explained.
Upon hearing this, Zhaolinglong's worried expression deepened.
"Don't think too much about it. Based on Taiping's performance just now, I can persuade my master to bring him to the Seven Peaks," Qingxiao consoled Zhaolinglong.
"Then wouldn't the three years of effort by little Taiping be in vain?" Zhaolinglong looked at the young man standing in front of the notice board in the bronze mirror, her eyes filled with regret.
"Brother, did you see the scars on his arm? Look closely, new scars overlapping old ones, they must be from the injuries he sustained during his cultivation over the years."
"He can cultivate an ordinary Ox-Head Fist to such a level, which must have cost him a great deal of effort. What he seeks is merely to become a formal disciple."
"Because he is just a White Bone and has no family background, all his three years of effort and hard work will be in vain. Isn't that too unfair to him?" Zhaolinglong bit her lip and turned to look at Dugu Qingxiao.
If she hadn't seen Xu Taiping's match, she might have thought that bringing him to the Seven Peaks was the best choice. But now, thinking about the countless efforts this young man had made over the past three years, she felt a strong sense of injustice.
She felt this way, let alone Xu Taiping himself?
However, Zhaolinglong definitely didn't know that what she saw in Xu Taiping was just the tip of the iceberg of what he had endured over the past three years.
"I don't think he will lose."
At this moment, Lin Buxing, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.
The others looked at her in surprise.
"Why do you suddenly say that, Buxing?"
Ziyi looked at Lin Buxing, somewhat confused.
Sometimes she really couldn't understand what her little junior sister was thinking.
Lin Buxing looked at the three of them calmly and then continued to look at the bronze mirror.
She still remembered clearly the scene where the young man in the Red Maple Forest descended from the sky and punched the demon tiger.
In her view, a young man who had the courage to face the demon tiger alone would not stop here.
However, when Ziyi and the others pressed her for more, Lin Buxing fell silent again, refusing to speak no matter how they asked.
"The match seems to be about to start."
In the end, Qingxiao and the others' attention was drawn to the scene in the bronze mirror where Xu Taiping and Lu Yuan were both stepping onto the stage.
"Wait, is Taiping going to use a saber this time? He can use a saber?"
When they saw Xu Taiping untie the cloth from his hand and place his hand on the hilt of the saber at his waist, all of them, including Lin Buxing, looked surprised.
In front of the Dragon Gate Hall.
On the Heavenly Numbered Arena.
"Brother Xu, the match last time was truly eye-opening."
A young man in white smiled and bowed to Xu Taiping.
"Please don't laugh at me, Brother Lu."
The person in front of him was naturally his opponent for this match, Lu Yuan.
"I was just thinking of getting to know Brother Taiping, but it's a pity that we were drawn as opponents. It would have been great if we could both step onto the Seven Peaks Tournament stage together," Lu Yuan said with a hint of regret.
Xu Taiping could tell that at least from his expression, Lu Yuan's words were not insincere.
Of course, he wasn't naive enough to let his guard down just because of Lu Yuan's acknowledgment.
In his view, once on the stage, there were only opponents, no friends.
"If both of you are ready, the match can begin."
At this moment, the examiner on the stage reminded them.
"Brother Xu's Ox-Head Fist last time was amazing, making me eager to try a few moves."
Lu Yuan said this while stepping back two steps and getting into a stance to draw his saber.
"I'm afraid I will disappoint Brother Lu."
Xu Taiping also stepped back a few steps and placed his hand on the hilt of the long saber at his waist, continuing:
"This time, I will use a saber."
Lu Yuan was taken aback, wondering if he had heard wrong.
Xu Taiping indeed had a saber with him, but he had hardly used it.
Giving up his most skilled fist technique and switching to a saber.
Not only Lu Yuan, but also the cultivators around the arena were surprised, unable to understand why Xu Taiping would give up his Ox-Head Fist.
After several matches, due to the impressive performance of the Ox-Head Fist, everyone had almost taken it for granted that it was Xu Taiping's specialty. Some even speculated that the Ox-Head Fist manual Xu Taiping practiced was different from theirs.
Moreover, the Lu Yuan standing in front of him practiced the rare martial art, the Fiery Sun Saber. Wasn't this like hitting a stone with an egg?
Many people thought Xu Taiping was just putting on a show.
They all thought that once the match started, he would definitely switch back to the Ox-Head Fist.