With his outstanding personal charm, after having subdued the Thunder Punishment Sword, Ling Yunpo nestled in Qingluo Peak without leaving, focusing on practicing two-handed sword control with Senior Sister An.
Occasionally, he would reload his progress and go to Qiu Changtian to practice how to release Jade Pivot Thunder more covertly.
Or, pretending to be Luo Yan, he would go to Penglai Pavilion to attend classes, deal with Miss Shi, and brush up his Synchronization Value.
Time passed in this way, and finally, the day of the sword-fighting competition arrived.
At noon, sword lights began descending upon the very summit of the Shushan Golden Hall Peak one after the other.
Most people were there to watch the competition, while some were allied with Ziyun Peak or bore a grudge against Qingluo Peak. They harbored ulterior motives, left unsaid.
Lou Zhizheng stood on the south side of the competition arena, with his sword on his back and hands behind him, assuming a lofty stance.