Hidden Dragon Fortress, stage!
Just like Kang Jung-ah, The Sword Without Trace didn't give Yu Haoran any chance to speak. He raised his head and admitted defeat to the leaderboard in the air.
"I admit defeat!"
After the one meter long rainbow dragon finished devouring, The Sword Without Trace waved his hand and was about to fly out of the stage. Yu Haoran suddenly spoke.
"I will do my best to clear all the obstacles in front of you."
His body slightly shook as he turned around. The Sword Without Trace looked at Yu Haoran with a trace of emotion in his eyes.
Others might not understand the meaning of Yu Haoran's words. Even Qin Lingfei and Yu Siqi might not understand, but she was very clear.
Clear all the obstacles in front of her, which meant all the contestants ahead of her on the leaderboard. As long as they didn't admit defeat, they would either die or be seriously injured. In any case, they wouldn't be her opponent.
Although she was very touched by Yu Haoran's loyalty, she didn't want him to take such risks and tire himself out.
Therefore, when he turned around and left the stage, The Sword Without Trace didn't hesitate to take the risk of being seen through by others.
"Do your best. Don't take risks. I will always be with you!"
Nodding his head, Yu Haoran watched The Sword Without Trace leave the stage. He slowly closed his eyes, looking forward to the next contestant who wasn't afraid of death.
"Han Mingchen greets Yu Shixiong!"
The 54th contestant, Han Mingchen, who was forced onto the stage by the leaderboard, first raised his head and looked at the purple-clothed middle-aged expert in the air. After a trace of flattery appeared in his eyes, he cupped his hands and saluted Yu Haoran.
"Either admit defeat or die!" Slowly opening his eyes, Yu Haoran threatened with his staff.
Facing Yu Haoran's threat, Han Mingchen took out his Intrinsic Sword and said with a smile, "Although Yu Shixiong is very strong, I still want to see Senior Brother's means."
The perfected level of the Fast Rule combined with the Ancestral Wizard's physical strength allowed him to directly attack Han Mingchen's chest.
Boom!
Although Han Mingchen, who had also comprehended the Law of Speed, had used his Intrinsic Sword to block the incoming staff, the huge difference between his strength and his Dharma artifact caused his Intrinsic Sword to be instantly damaged. At the same time, he was also forced back nine steps by the powerful recoil.
He did not stop at all and continued to perform the Mount Tai Crush. With the weight of the High Grade Venerable Realm magic weapon, coupled with the strength of the Ancestral Sorcerer's body and the staff technique, it smashed toward Han Mingchen like a real mountain.
"I …!"
After being repelled in one move, Han Mingchen was distressed that his Intrinsic Sword was damaged. At the same time, he regretted taking the risk to provoke Yu Haoran in order to get the benefits promised by the purple-clothed middle-aged expert.
Therefore, in the face of Yu Haoran's second attack, which was more powerful, he did not have time to feel distressed. He used his Intrinsic Sword to block and wanted to admit defeat at the same time.
However, the sudden acceleration of the staff technique attack made him only say the word "I" before he was smashed into meat paste by the High Grade Venerable Realm white staff.
"Yu Haoran!"
A middle-aged expert from the center of the west side of the stands abruptly stood up and roared with gritted teeth the moment he saw Han Mingchen being smashed into a meat paste.
Feeling the strong murderous intent from the west stand, Yu Haoran immediately turned around and looked at the middle-aged expert who stood up angrily. At the same time, he slowly raised the white staff in his hand.
"Yu Haoran, you'd better stay in the Hidden Dragon Fortress for the rest of your life. Otherwise, I, Han Qianyuan, will definitely take your life." In the face of Yu Haoran's provocation with the staff, the middle-aged expert threatened him with a gloomy look.
"I'll be waiting!" Yu Haoran replied indifferently as he withdrew the white staff.
Then, he turned around again and closed his eyes, allowing the one-meter-long seven-colored dragon to devour his opponent's one-meter-long seven-colored dragon.
"Zhang Yurui greets Yu Shixiong!"
After Zhang Yurui, who was ranked 53rd on the list, was forcibly brought into the arena, he looked at the purple-clothed middle-aged expert with a flattering look in his eyes, just like Han Mingchen just now. Then, he greeted Yu Haoran solemnly.
"Either you admit defeat or you die!"
While continuing to threaten with the staff, Yu Haoran frowned slightly. Then, he looked up at the purple-clothed middle-aged expert in mid-air and suddenly understood something.
"After watching Yu Shixiong's two matches just now, I realized that senior brother seems to be better at speed and strength. Coincidentally, I also know a little about speed and strength. Why don't we compare notes?" Zhang Yurui said with a chuckle as he took out a Lower Venerable Realm double-ringed broadsword.
Originally, he had only used 50% of the strength of the Wizard Ancestor's body. After guessing the purple-clothed middle-aged expert's means and Zhang Yurui's fearless provocation, he immediately increased it to 70%.
He did not use the Complete Realm of the Law of Speed. Instead, he used 70% of the strength of the Wizard Ancestor's body together with the white staff of the Upper Venerable Realm. As he jumped up gently, he directly smashed the staff technique at Zhang Yurui.
"Mountain Break!"
Faced with the mountain-like white staff, Zhang Yurui did not use the Law of Speed that he had comprehended to dodge. Instead, he directly mobilized all of his yuan qi and soul power to perform a saber technique that combined attack and defense. He intended to break Yu Haoran's staff technique that had been used three times in a row.
"Boom!"
The white staff and the double-ringed broadsword collided, instantly forming a loud roar.
"Crack …!"
"Ah …!"
Accompanied by the loud roar, several crisp sounds of bones breaking and painful screams were heard.
Zhang Yurui's so-called research on strength was more about the double-ringed broadsword that he used. The strength that he possessed was very ordinary and his physical body had just broken through to the First Grade Martial Sage.
Therefore, under the attack of Yu Haoran's enhanced strength of the Wizard Ancestor's body, not only was the double-ringed broadsword slightly damaged, but the bones of the arms that held the broadsword were also directly broken.
Similarly, without any pause, Yu Haoran, who had just landed in the arena, performed a basic staff technique, the Total Annihilation, and directly broke Zhang Yurui's waist.
Yu Haoran reached out and sucked up the double-ringed broadsword that had fallen to the ground. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the double-ringed broadsword was not only of the Lower Grade Martial Sage, but also of the weapon's spirit.
However, the weapon's spirit should have been severely injured and had been in a state of deep sleep.
"Thaling, can it be repaired?"
Yu Haoran pretended to carefully observe the double-ringed broadsword as he questioned the Thaling in the sea of consciousness.
"Directly give it to Zhengjun. The bloodthirsty physique has a murderous aura that can help the weapon's spirit completely recover." With just a glance, the Thaling directly gave the method of recovering the weapon's spirit.
"Yu Haoran, immediately return the Fallen Mountain Saber to me. I promise that I will not hold you responsible for killing Zhang Yujing."
Just as Yu Haoran was about to throw the double-ringed broadsword to Wu Zhengjun, a white-haired elder in green clothes in the middle of the east side of the stands promised.
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