Qin Wentian was also paying close attention to the battle between Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue. After seeing their Astral Souls, he recalled the abilities they displayed during their earlier battles. Luo Qianqiu was able to blast out lightning palms that were akin to an arm, incomparably tyrannical.
Sikong Mingyue was the same as well. His ancient slaughter word imprint contained a terrifying sharpness within. So it turned out that there was a sword intent hidden within, which allowed his attacks to be incomparably tyrannical.
Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue were undoubtedly more adept than the others when it came to the usage of various types of energy.
After all, Sikong Mingyue was one of the Duo Prides of Snowcloud, and most probably had a great teacher guiding him. As for Luo Qianqiu, he was someone who originated from the Nine Mystical Palace.
At this moment, Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue had already clashed.
Behind Luo Qianqiu, there seemed to be a Zun of Thunder and Lightning standing behind him. He advanced forward, his palms frenziedly smashing downwards, wanting to engage in close combat with Sikong Mingyue. However, Sikong Mingyue's ancient slaughter word imprint was also incomparably terrifying. After increasing the distance between him and Luo Qianqiu, a surge of slaughter qi erupted forth. Not only did it contain the sharpness of sword Qi, it also contained a surge of pure destructive energy.
With such tyrannical strength, one could imagine that as long as one was struck by it, they would instantly die.
What a ferocious attack. No wonder the two of them are hailed as the strongest and have the highest probability of becoming the champion. Even with such terrifying attack power, it is not something that others can contend against. It seems that the odds set by Heaven's Wonder truly reflect one's strength, the spectators mused.
The attacks of the two grew increasingly ferocious, and at the end, all sorts of terrifying innate techniques erupted forth. The entire platform was engulfed by a terrifying storm of slaughter, akin to a domain of lightning and thunder, giving the spectators a feeling that doomsday had arrived. The spectators in the surroundings all had to retreat far away, and those who got too close would be killed.
"How tyrannical." The crowd exclaimed in admiration. As expected of the battle between the first and second rankers. They were too powerful, and the spectators felt that they weren't even on the same level.
"Luo Qianqiu's innate technique seems to be even more tyrannical than before. If the battle drags on, I'm afraid he will win."
Finally, there was an explosion, and a terrifying destructive aura tore through the space. The two of them separated, and their clothes seemed to have been torn. They seemed to be in a sorry state.
However, on their faces, there was a frivolous smile.
"Awesome, I have nothing to say to be defeated in your hands. You are the champion of the Jun Lin Banquet." Sikong Mingyue laughed, as though they were on the same level.
Not only that, in the future, he would have to head to the Nine Mystical Palace to cultivate. If he could befriend Luo Qianqiu, he would naturally be more than willing.
"You are also very strong. Being in second place is indeed unfair to you." Luo Qianqiu laughed, he was similarly filled with admiration for Sikong Mingyue. Sikong Mingyue's strength was truly rare. If it wasn't for the sake of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, he wouldn't have participated in the Jun Lin Banquet in the first place. At that time, no one in Chu would be able to stop Sikong Mingyue.
"With you here, it doesn't matter if you get second place." Sikong Mingyue replied. It was as though the two of them had already decided on the first and second positions.
The crowd also sighed in admiration. Heaven's Wonder's payout rate wasn't wrong after all. Luo Qianqiu, who had the lowest payout rate, had obtained first place, while Sikong Mingyue was second. The only variable was that Qin Wentian had killed his way into the top three.
After seeing the strength of Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue, no one believed that Qin Wentian had the strength to defeat them. That was simply impossible.
Qin Wentian, who was seated on the third towering platform, had a strange expression on his face when he heard the conversation between the two.
Luo Qianqiu was first, and Sikong Mingyue was second?
Then, what about him?
It seemed like he hadn't even fought before? It was as though the rankings of the Jun Lin Banquet had already ended, and there was already a conclusion to it.
"Are you guys treating me like thin air?"
An indifferent voice sounded out from Qin Wentian's mouth. In an instant, the gazes of several people landed on him. Only now did they realize that Qin Wentian also wanted to fight for the top spot.
However, the conversation between Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue earlier had indeed completely disregarded Qin Wentian, treating him like thin air.
Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue, who were in the midst of their conversation, furrowed their brows. Their good mood had been spoiled by Qin Wentian.
Luo Qianqiu stared at Qin Wentian. Back then, he had never placed Qin Wentian in his eyes. Even though Qin Wentian had blocked three of his attacks, he still didn't place Qin Wentian in his eyes.
Because, he was Luo Qianqiu.
"Back then, in the Emperor Star Academy, if it wasn't for someone pleading for mercy on your behalf, I would have already killed you. After that, in the snowstorm of the Royal Capital, you were lucky and managed to block three of my attacks. In addition to that, in the Dark Forest, you managed to survive three calamities. Who would have thought that today, you would still dare to stand in front of me. Do you really think that I won't be able to kill you?"
Luo Qianqiu stared at Qin Wentian. So what if Qin Wentian's talent wasn't bad? So what if Qin Wentian had killed his way into the top three? In his eyes, there was only the top three.
In his eyes, there was no difference between the top three and the top ten.
Hence, he, Luo Qianqiu, only wanted to be number one.
"You are wrong." Qin Wentian stared at Luo Qianqiu as he calmly spat out these three words.
Luo Qianqiu froze for a moment before laughing, "What an ignorant fellow. Is there any right or wrong in this world?"
"Of course there is. I believe that you shouldn't have forgotten that time in the Dark Forest, you and a group of people chased after me, right? At that time, I unleashed a divine weapon and killed many of them. You, didn't dare to get close to me." Qin Wentian calmly spoke.
"Relying on the might of a Divine Weapon, you actually feel proud of it?" Luo Qianqiu disdainfully replied.
"Back then in the Emperor Star Academy, you were so many levels higher than me, yet you could easily kill me. Didn't you also feel proud of it?" Qin Wentian laughed, "Also, think about it carefully. Since I had that Divine Weapon in the Dark Forest, how could I not have it back then in the Emperor Star Academy? If you really wanted to kill me back then, do you think that the one to die would be me? "
Qin Wentian's words caused Luo Qianqiu's gaze to freeze as a cold glint of light flickered in his eyes.
"If that's the case, you would have died without a doubt."
"That's right, but at the very least, you would have died before me. Hence, I really don't know what you have to be proud of." Qin Wentian mocked, causing Luo Qianqiu to snort coldly. Back then, many people had witnessed that incident, and the Emperor Star Academy had also circulated it. Now that Qin Wentian had exposed it, it caused Luo Qianqiu to lose all face.
Back then, if Ling Hua hadn't appeared to plead for mercy for Qin Wentian, the one to die would have been him, Luo Qianqiu.
"As for that day in the snowstorm, you and I agreed to exchange three moves, and I withstood three of them. Yet, you chose to use the fourth move instead. You are unable to use your strength to prove your arrogance, yet you still feel proud of it, mocking me. Could it be that you think this is something worth showing off?" Qin Wentian spoke again, causing Luo Qianqiu to fall silent, his countenance incomparably cold.
"What a sharp-tongued fellow. However, what's the point of all this? In the end, strength speaks for itself." Luo Qianqiu mocked.
Qin Wentian slowly stood up, closing his eyes as he drew in a deep breath. When he opened them again, the sharpness in his eyes intensified, akin to the sharpness of an unsheathed sword.
He had already made his preparations for the final two battles.
"You are right. In the end, strength speaks for itself." Qin Wentian slowly spoke. In the face of true strength, all words were useless.
"Let's fight."
The gentle voice rang out once more. Although the voice wasn't loud, it seemed to contain a magical power, as though it contained an aura that towered over the Heavens, as well as an indomitable determination.
At this moment, Qin Wentian stood there, facing off against the two most outstanding geniuses of the Jun Lin Banquet. If he wanted to advance, he would have to face off against these two geniuses.
"Sikong Mingyue versus Qin Wentian."
At this moment, the old judge spat out a voice, as a tempest gathered in the air.
After the spectacular battle between Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue, would Qin Wentian be able to put up another spectacular battle for the spectators?
For this battle, he would be fighting against Sikong Mingyue. If he lost, he would no longer have the qualifications to challenge Luo Qianqiu.
"Since you want to seek a sense of existence so much, I shall let everyone know that your existence is meaningless." Sikong Mingyue stared at Qin Wentian. At this moment, he had actually calmed down as he slowly spoke.
Qin Wentian didn't say anything. He merely raised the ancient halberd in his hands, pointing it in the direction of Sikong Mingyue. His meaning was clear even without words.
Sikong Mingyue stepped out, descending onto the 3rd towering platform as he advanced towards Qin Wentian.
With every step he took, a surge of Slaughter Qi would erupt forth, gushing towards Qin Wentian. Not only that, this Slaughter Qi was getting stronger and stronger.
"The ignorant are fearless."
Both of Sikong Mingyue's Astral Souls were released, incomparably resplendent. His entire body seemed to be bathed in Astral Light as the terrifying Astral Energy of the Slaughter Constellation surged forth.
Qin Wentian similarly released both of his Astral Souls. His Astral Souls were even more dazzling compared to Sikong Mingyue's Astral Souls. He was the only one in the Jun Lin Banquet who still had an advantage in terms of Astral Souls when facing off against Luo Qianqiu and Sikong Mingyue. What a pity, his cultivation base had already determined that he would never be able to surpass this threshold.
"DIE!" Sikong Mingyue's palms trembled as the ancient slaughter character imprint howled, smashing towards Qin Wentian.
The ancient halberd pierced through the air, slamming into the ancient slaughter character imprint. However, this was only the beginning. Even so, that single ancient character imprint had already caused Qin Wentian's arms to tremble. From this, one could see how ferocious the attack power of the ancient slaughter character imprint was.
Sikong Mingyue stomped ferociously on the air as his Slaughter Qi howled. One after another, the ancient slaughter character imprint gushed forth, slamming towards Qin Wentian. The might of that attack seemed to want to engulf Qin Wentian, killing Qin Wentian on the spot.
"Sikong Mingyue shows no mercy in his attacks. Evidently, he wants to kill Qin Wentian, to avenge 2nd Sword and 3rd Night!"
The hearts of the spectators were speculating. Qin Wentian, this rising genius, would he be able to walk down the platform alive?
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