On the platform, Luo Huan was still tightly controlling 4th Night. The spectators could see that Luo Huan had no intentions of letting go. Staring at her beautiful countenance, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. Was she trying to take 4th Night's life?
For such a long time, Fourth Night was probably suffering from suffocating pain.
"He has already been defeated, why don't you release him?" Sikong Mingyue stared at Luo Huan as he coldly spoke.
"I didn't hear him concede." Luo Huan laughed. "If I let him go, he might attack me again."
The cold light in Sikong Mingyue's eyes intensified. However, it was true that Luo Huan didn't break the rules. Not only did she control 4th Night, she didn't even give him a chance to speak.
It wasn't that 4th Night wasn't strong, it was just that Luo Huan's combat style was too bizarre. The combination of her two Astral Souls allowed her to possess a body that could be described as perfect and resilient. It was like the whip in her hands, able to twist and turn as she pleased.
Fourth Night didn't even have the chance to display his combat power, but he had already fallen into such a desperate situation.
"It's best to leave some leeway in life," Sikong Mingyue calmly said.
"Just now, when you were preparing to take turns to fight my junior brother, you didn't seem to have thought of this." Luo Huan continued giggling. Evidently, she couldn't bear to see those from Snowcloud repeatedly acting against Qin Wentian. Hence, she decided to retaliate against the Emperor Star Academy.
Sikong Mingyue was speechless. However, a terrifying killing intent gushed forth from him. Staring at 4th Night who was beneath Luo Huan, he coldly stated, "I will avenge you."
"I'm not that cruel." Luo Huan laughed. After which, her body slid down the platform as she kicked 4th Night off the platform.
After Fourth Night was freed, he took a deep breath and fainted. It was obvious that he no longer had the ability to return to the stage.
"These people are truly ruthless, not even giving the opponent a chance to turn the tables." The crowd silently speculated. Qin Wentian was like this, and so was Luo Huan.
Fourth Night had lost the right to return to the stage, but Seventh Night still had a chance. Her face was still pale, evidently not enough time to recover from her injuries.
"Forget it, have a good rest." Sikong Mingyue said to 7th Night.
Seventh Night reluctantly nodded her head and gave up the opportunity to return to challenge.
At this moment, the 4th, 6th and 7th Nights were all eliminated. Out of the 18 participants, only 15 remained.
As for Snowcloud, there were only four participants remaining.
Such an ending wasn't something the Snowcloud Country wanted to see. They had traveled thousands of miles to come to Chu, and even joined forces with Chu to host the Jun Lin Banquet. If their results were too bad, wouldn't they lose all face when they returned to Snowcloud?
"Everyone, choose your own opponent." Sikong Mingyue calmly said. In an instant, several figures on the stage moved.
The second sword arrived in front of Shi Jun.
The 3rd Night walked towards Kuang Sheng.
As for the third sword, he wanted to move towards Qin Wentian. However, just as he was about to reach Qin Wentian, a silhouette blocked his path. That silhouette was none other than a silent young man, Gu Xing.
From the start to the end, this young man hadn't spoken a single word. He was silent, quiet, and just like his name, he was like a lonely star. However, in the first round, he had defeated 5th Night. Nobody dared to underestimate him.
At this moment, Gu Xing stood in front of 3rd Sword. It was unknown if he was intentionally blocking for Qin Wentian, or if he was just casually doing it.
But no matter what his purpose was, at least this time around, the spectators would be able to witness an exciting battle.
Sikong Mingyue initially wanted to move, but at this moment, he halted as he stared at the three opponents.
"The Snowcloud Country can't wait any longer." The spectators silently mused.
The Sword Qi from 2nd Sword gushed forth as a terrifying tempest enveloped his entire body. With a flick of his finger, countless beams of sword light shot towards the 8th prodigy, Shi Jun.
Shi Jun's body was like a boulder as he punched out with his fist. But in an instant, the boulder was shattered by the sharp sword, causing him to retreat a step.
The Sword Qi from 2nd Sword was exceedingly sharp. He had exchanged blows with Jiang Xiu before, and Jiang Xiu's sword intent was far inferior to 2nd Sword's.
If Jiang Xiu's sword intent was akin to the autumn rain of swords, then 2nd Sword's sword intent would be akin to the tempest of swords.
At the same time, 3rd Night also started to make his move against Kuang Sheng, ranked # 9 of the 10 prodigies. 3rd Night had some similarities with 6th Night, they were both proficient in offense and strength. Brandishing his gigantic axe, he directly slashed towards Kuang Sheng.
Kuang Sheng was proficient in saber techniques, and he used his tyrannical saber techniques to clash against 3rd Night. However, every time they clashed, the spectators would discover that Kuang Sheng's saber techniques would slow down and he would be forced to retreat. Evidently, he was at a disadvantage in terms of strength.
3rd Night was using brute force to break through.
"Although his axe techniques seem clumsy, they are actually extremely exquisite. Kuang Sheng's saber techniques are being suppressed to the point of death. Shi Jun and Kuang Sheng are both going to be defeated soon." The spectators mused. This time around, the rankings of the top five prodigies would all change.
Orchon, Luo Huan, Qin Wentian, and even Luo Cheng would all be ranked within the top ten prodigies.
There would always be geniuses in every generation. If one didn't advance, they would have to retreat. This was reality.
3rd Sword also released his sword-type Astral Soul at this moment, as the sword intent radiating from him started to rise.
However, Gu Xing still stood there, as though he was eternally alone. There were no fluctuations in his eyes, and only when he stared at his opponent would a terrifying cold light erupt forth.
This kind of cold light caused the spectators to feel traces of coldness.
The sword light was like a shadow. The third sword stabbed out. This was a sword art divine ability that had no flaws. It was as if under his sword light, no other light could exist. All the brilliance belonged to his sword.
"Puchi!"
A light sound rang out, causing the spectators to be stunned. 3rd Sword was stunned as well.
His sword had pierced through Gu Xing's left arm. He wanted to seal off Gu Xing's path of retreat, but Gu Xing didn't retreat at all, nor did he evade. He allowed the sword to easily pierce through his body.
3rd Sword's combat experience was extremely plentiful. However, he had never seen such a situation before. Hence, he was stunned for a moment.
At the same time, Gu Xing's hand grabbed hold of the sword that had pierced through his body. His eyes stared straight at 3rd Sword, and in an instant, 3rd Sword only felt a piercing pain in his eyes. After which, a palm imprint directly slammed into his head. With a thunderous boom, 3rd Sword's body was flung through the air, landing below the platform as he screamed in agony. His face was now a bloody mess.
This bizarre battle caused the spectators to be dumbfounded, as they fell into a daze.
The sword in Gu Xing's left arm had already disappeared. Without the support of Astral Energy, how could his Astral Soul take the form of a sword?
Gu Xing returned to his original position and sat down cross-legged. There wasn't much blood flowing out from his left arm, and the wound seemed to be healing.
"What a terrifying recovery ability. What Astral Soul does he have?" The hearts of the spectators trembled as they engraved this lonely silhouette into their minds.
His name was Gu Xing, the lonely constellation of stars. At this moment, he had regained his calm. Nobody knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Actually, when he defeated 5th Night in the first round, many of the major powers in the Royal Capital had already started to investigate Gu Xing. However, they discovered that it was as though Gu Xing didn't exist in Chu at all. No matter how powerful their intelligence network was, they couldn't find any clues at all. Gu Xing had appeared in the Royal Capital before the Jun Lin Banquet, but he didn't do anything until he appeared on the platform and defeated 5th Night.
And now, he had defeated 3rd Sword.
Other than 3rd Sword being defeated, the other two participants from Snowcloud had already defeated their respective opponents. Shi Jun and Kuang Sheng were both defeated, but they still had the ability to challenge their opponents. As for 3rd Sword, he already had no way of challenging his opponent.
Shi Jun and Kuang Sheng once again challenged their opponents, while the others quietly sat there.
Shi Jun walked towards Chu Chen who was also from the Royal Academy.
Kuang Sheng seemed to be waiting. When he personally witnessed the little prince Chu Chen defeating Shi Jun, his heart turned even colder.
As for the remaining participants, none of them were characters that could be trifled with.
Luo Qianqiu, Sikong Mingyue, 2nd Sword, and 3rd Night naturally didn't need to be mentioned.
Orchon, Luo Huan, and Gu Xing were all extremely terrifying as well.
Hou Tie from the Godly General Martial Palace was extremely powerful, and Leng Ya was also a ruthless character. Kuang Sheng couldn't figure out Leng Ya's background at all. Lastly, there were the two strongest Arterial Circulation cultivators from the Divine Wind Academy, the 6th prodigy, Jiang Feng, and Qin Wentian.
It was simply too difficult to advance to the next round. Even if he won another round, he would still be eliminated in the next round.
Finally, Kuang Sheng steeled his heart and walked towards Qin Wentian. After all, he had seen a few of Qin Wentian's battles. Although Qin Wentian was powerful, he still had a clear understanding of Qin Wentian's background. Not only that, Qin Wentian had expended a large amount of Astral Energy and was currently busy with his cultivation.
When Kuang Sheng appeared in front of Qin Wentian, Qin Wentian opened his eyes. Staring at Kuang Sheng, he slowly stood up.
"In the end, it's because I'm too 'kind'." Qin Wentian murmured. He no longer wielded the ancient halberd in his hands. The seven arterial pathways in his body surged and rumbled, so loud that the spectators could almost hear the sound of it. This scene caused Kuang Sheng's countenance to stiffen as his countenance grew even heavier.
An illusory pair of Garuda wings appeared behind Qin Wentian's back. In the next instant, his silhouette disappeared from his original location as the Forgotten Imprint blasted out.
Kuang Sheng lifted his saber, as the saber light flashed, shattering the palm imprint. However, Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he instantly disappeared, reappearing at the side of Kuang Sheng as he sent out yet another palm strike.
Kuang Sheng pushed his footwork to the limits, following closely behind Qin Wentian's attack. An instant later, the spectators only saw the silhouette of Qin Wentian, as before, filling the skies with palm imprints.
Kuang Sheng's saber danced about in an impenetrable manner, as a terrifying saber tempest manifested. However, the spectators could tell that if this continued, Kuang Sheng would be defeated sooner or later.
And indeed, not long after, Kuang Sheng's saber started to become chaotic. Only to see Qin Wentian chopping out with his palm, as Kuang Sheng slashed out with his saber once more. But at the same time, Qin Wentian spat out a sharp sword, causing Kuang Sheng's countenance to drastically change.
"BOOM!" A terrifying palm imprint slammed into Kuang Sheng's body, causing him to be flung through the air, landing outside of the platform. After which, he slammed heavily onto the ground as he unceasingly coughed out mouthful after mouthful of blood. It was as though all the meridians in his body had been destroyed.
At this moment, Qin Wentian slowly lowered his leg. How could he stop at that? He could only spit out sword light from his mouth.
Who said that his leg couldn't be blasted out with palm techniques?
At this moment, out of the original 18 contestants, only 12 were left.
Only three more would be eliminated, and the top nine would be revealed. However, the hearts of the spectators grew even more nervous. This was especially so for those who had placed their bets. Their hearts were pounding wildly.
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