Holding the Heaven Tier Illusory Flash, Jianchen found it difficult to hide his excitement. This was because this battle skill was a pure speed battle skill. It was different from the footwork recorded in the Azulet Sword Arts. Although the footwork recorded in the Azulet Sword Arts was profound, it focused more on positioning and was only suitable for use in battle. Although it could increase one's speed, it would only be defeated if one encountered a wind attributed Saint Force expert of the same level.
However, the Illusory Flash increased one's speed when running in a straight line. Although it was weaker than the footwork recorded in the Azulet Sword Arts in terms of agility, running in a straight line would allow Jianchen to easily surpass wind attributed Saint Force. This was something that Jianchen did not even dare to imagine before.
Moreover, it was recorded in the Illusory Flash that if this battle skill was trained to the highest level, one's speed would be unparalleled in the world. No one would be able to match it, and one would be able to cross a thousand kilometers in an instant.
Although it sounded very exaggerated, it also showed how terrifying 《Illusory Flash》 was from another perspective.
"Jianchen, don't underestimate this Illusory Flash. My uncle Tian said that although this Illusory Flash is only a Heaven Tier support Battle Skill, its actual effect is comparable to a Saint Tier Battle Skill. Uncle Feng and my ancestor obtained it in the Death Nest. It's said that this Illusory Flash is the supreme technique of an ancient race. It's extremely precious, but its only flaw is that it's just too difficult to learn. Even I've only grasped a rough portion of it, but my speed has increased by two or three times," Jianchen explained to Ming Dong seriously.
Hearing this, Jianchen immediately thought of the scene when he first met Ming Dong. He could still clearly remember that Ming Dong's speed was unbelievably fast. In less than a breath's time, he had crossed a distance of several kilometers. His speed was truly terrifying.
"Jianchen, I copied this Illusory Flash for you. Once you've memorized it, you must burn it. You can't let it fall into the hands of outsiders," Ming Dong sternly said in a low voice.
Jianchen could not help but tighten his grip on the Heaven Tier Battle Skill. He solemnly nodded, "I understand."
"Jianchen, continue comprehending. I won't disturb you anymore. However, I suggest that you grasp the basics of the Illusory Flash as soon as possible. That way, even if you can't defeat a Heaven Saint Master, you'll still have the ability to escape." With that, Jianchen left the room to leave.
Jianchen immediately stopped studying the Heaven's Fortune Art and began memorizing the contents of the Illusory Flash. The Illusory Flash was a Heaven Tier support Battle Skill. There was not a lot of content inside, only around thirty pages. Jianchen quickly memorized all of it with his superb memory before burning the entire book, not leaving behind a single word.
Jianchen quietly sat on his bed as he organized his thoughts. He had finally witnessed the mysteries of the Illusory Flash. Although it was a support Battle Skill, it was much more difficult to learn than the Heaven Tier Battle Skill, the Heaven's Fortune Art. In particular, the contents at the back were extremely profound and profound. It even seemed to have something to do with space, which was something Jianchen struggled to understand.
For the next three days, Jianchen remained in his room, silently comprehending the mysteries of the Illusory Flash. Sometimes he would sit on his bed, and sometimes he would walk around his room, doing his best to study the mysteries of the Illusory Flash.
Very soon, the finals of the Mercenary Tournament arrived. After three days of comprehension, Jianchen finally had a vague understanding of the Illusory Flash. However, he had not even reached the basics. The Illusory Flash was broad and profound. Its mysteries far exceeded Jianchen's imagination. Although he had not reached the basics, Jianchen had still made some small gains. At the very least, if he used the immature Illusory Flash now, his speed would be much faster than before, and the consumption of Saint Force would be extremely small.
Early in the morning, Jianchen stopped comprehending the Illusory Flash. He got off his bed and walked out of his room before leaving the inn with Qin Xiao and the others. The next few days were the days of the finals. The five hundred contestants would compete in one-on-one battles until the Mercenary King of this year's Mercenary Tournament was decided.
The location of the finals was the huge plaza in the center of Mercenary City. Ten tall rings had already been set up in the center of the plaza, and every ring was enveloped by a transparent barrier. The surroundings were already filled with people. Almost everyone in Mercenary City had gathered here.
Qin Xiao firmly patted Jianchen and Ming Dong's shoulders and encouraged them, "Jianchen, Jianchen, Ming Dong, do your best." Although it was only a few words, they expressed far too much.
Jianchen smiled, "Don't worry, I'll do my best. Although I can't guarantee first place, entering the top ten shouldn't be an issue."
Afterwards, Jianchen, Ming Dong, and Senior An separated from Qin Xiao and the others. They entered a tunnel specially prepared for the contestants to verify their identities before passing through a Space Gate and entering an area protected by a barrier. Although they could see the people outside, they were completely cut off from the rest of the world. This was a form of protection for the contestants.
The rings were sufficiently protected as well. Every single ring was enveloped by a barrier that seemed weak, but was extremely powerful. It was completely sealed off from the outside world. Even entering the rings required entering through a Space Gate. As a result, the people outside were unable to come into contact with the contestants at all. At the same time, they were unable to affect the contestants in any way during the competition.
The order of the finals was completely determined by drawing lots. The numbers were 1 — 499, 2 — 498, 10 — 490. If there was an odd number that did not match, then after the end of the round, they would have to draw lots again with the person who had successfully advanced to the next round to fight again.
Jianchen drew number 88. His opponent would be the person who drew number 412. He would be in the 88th match.
The matches in the ten rings progressed very quickly. Soon, it was Jianchen's turn. He would be fighting in ring eight.
The Space Gate leading to ring eight opened. Jianchen directly passed through the Space Gate and entered the ring enveloped by the barrier. The barrier around the ring wasn't just for defense. It also had a soundproof effect. Standing inside, he couldn't hear the clamor outside at all. He could only see countless people silently opening and closing their mouths as they excitedly shouted. The ring itself was made of some unknown material. It was extremely tough. Walking on it made people feel like they were made of extremely tough steel.
When Jianchen entered the ring, his opponent also entered through another Space Gate. It was a bare-chested, middle-aged man. He had a stocky waist and a strong back. Jianchen's slender body couldn't compare to him at all. When the two of them stood together, their figures were completely disproportionate. The middle-aged man had short hair that was only an inch long. His tiger-like eyes were brimming with vigor. His gaze was extremely sharp, and he had a valiant expression. His Saint Weapon was a huge two-handed sword. The sword was completely fire-red. Just from the color of the sword, one could tell that he was an Earth Saint Master with fire attribute Saint Force.
The two of them didn't say anything. They just silently stared at each other.
"Begin!" As an old voice passed through the barrier and entered the ears of Jianchen and the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man immediately moved. He quickly charged toward Jianchen. The huge sword in his hand pierced toward Jianchen's heart mercilessly.
Jianchen calmly watched the middle-aged man approach. He couldn't help but think of the Illusory Flash.
At this moment, the huge sword was less than a meter away from Jianchen's heart. Jianchen remained unmoved. Seeing that Jianchen wasn't dodging, the middle-aged man's eyes couldn't help but reveal a strange expression. In that split second, the sword that was aimed at Jianchen's heart changed direction and went straight for Jianchen's chest.
However, just as the middle-aged man's sword was about to pierce Jianchen's chest, Jianchen's eyes flashed. The Light Wind Sword appeared in his right hand and he quickly drew it out. At the same time, Jianchen's body slightly swayed, leaving behind an afterimage. His real body had already appeared behind the middle-aged man.
"You've lost." Jianchen didn't even turn his head as he calmly spat out these few words.
The middle-aged man's eyes became sluggish, but he quickly recovered. He trembled as he touched his throat, only to see a drop of blood appear on his finger.
The middle-aged man stared at the blood on his finger with a face full of shock. After a while, he took a deep breath and absent-mindedly said, "What a fast sword! What fast speed!"
In that split second, Jianchen's Light Wind Sword had already cut through the middle-aged man's throat, but it didn't take his life. If the Light Wind Sword had pierced any deeper, the middle-aged man would have already fallen to the ground.
"Arena number eight, Jianchen wins!" The referee's voice sounded out as two Space Gates appeared on the eighth arena.
"Little brother, thank you for showing mercy." After thanking the referee, the middle-aged man walked through the Space Gate with a face full of disappointment and left the eighth arena.
Afterwards, Ming Dong and Senior An successfully advanced as well. Ming Dong used his strength as a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master to firmly suppress his opponent, defeating him without any suspense. However, Senior An's battle was much more intense. Although he had obtained victory in the end, he had suffered heavy injuries.
Fortunately, Mercenary City had prepared quite a few Radiant Saint Masters. Those who wanted to continue participating in the competition and were injured were able to receive free treatment from the Radiant Saint Masters, so their injuries recovered very quickly.
In just half a day, the first round of the competition was over. A total of 249 people had advanced to the next round. The remaining person with an odd number had to draw lots with the other 249 people to determine the winner of the competition.
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