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Chapter 1520

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In the central square of the Hidden Dragon Fortress in the Central Region!

The second round of the Hidden Dragon List of the Five Regions was a ranking competition. The rules were exactly the same as the final competition of each region.

Under the care of the Hidden Dragon Luck, Yu Siqi, Qin Lingfei, The Sword Without Trace, Kang Jung-ah, and Wu Zhengjun's opponents at the beginning were all ranked at the bottom of each region's rankings. This allowed them to win dozens of matches in a row.

At the same time, Yu Siqi and the other three relied on their powerful strength to severely injure all the competitors who could threaten Qin Lingfei. They also used their Divine Thoughts to force them to secretly agree to unfair agreements.

This also allowed Qin Lingfei, like Yu Siqi and the other three, to win dozens of matches in a row. At the same time, the points behind their names quickly exceeded 50 points.

However, halfway through the competition, Yu Siqi and the other three's opponents were all ranked at the top of each region's rankings. They had to be careful in every match. For the time being, they did not have time to take care of Qin Lingfei, making every match very difficult for her.

"Phew …!"

When three-quarters of the competition had been completed, Yu Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the arena, exhaled a long breath of turbid air that had accumulated in his chest and slowly opened his eyes.

"Yu Haoran, how's it going?"

Thaling, who was paying attention to the progress of Qin Lingfei and the other three's matches and Yu Haoran's breakthrough, immediately asked nervously when he saw Yu Haoran wake up from the Dustless and Dustless State.

Yu Haoran shook his head with disappointment in his eyes and replied.

"The limit of the peak of Ninth Grade Martial Venerable. I'm still one step away from breaking through the Cultivation Realm of Emperor Wu!"

"Yu Haoran, don't worry. I think the reason why you can't break through to the Emperor Wu's Cultivation Realm is because your current cultivation is too low and you don't understand the changes in Emperor Wu's Cultivation Realm."

Hearing the unwillingness in Yu Haoran's voice, Thaling, who was also a little disappointed, had to immediately adjust his emotions and comfort him.

"Perhaps when your cultivation reaches the peak of Martial Venerable, your Cultivation Realm will naturally break through to the Emperor Wu's Cultivation Realm!"

"I hope so!"

Yu Haoran, who was still a little unconvinced, replied. Then he stood up and began to pay attention to the matches of Yu Siqi and Qin Lingfei and the others.

It took him nearly a day and a night to improve his mental state cultivation using the state of Immaculate and Dustless.

After a day and night, four-fifths of the ranking matches were completed.

At this moment, there were only eight contestants who were still undefeated. They were Yu Siqi, Wu Zhengjun, The Sword Without Trace, Kang Jung-ah, Huangfu Chuying, Xia Tianqi, Ji Wenlong, and Yuwen Haofei.

As for Qin Lingfei, she had already lost thirteen matches. She would definitely not be able to enter the top ten in the ranking.

However, as the matches were coming to an end, the eight contestants who were still undefeated could not avoid fighting each other.

"Kid, seeing that you're Pill Emperor Yu's junior brother, I'll give you a chance to admit defeat. Otherwise, if I accidentally injure you, I won't be able to explain it to Pill Emperor Yu."

After winning ninety-two times, the arrogance in Yuwen Haofei's bones flashed again. When facing his opponent in the ninety-third match, Wu Zhengjun, he was extremely arrogant and conceited.

"Blood Devour and Soul Devour!"

Wu Zhengjun's reply to Yuwen Haofei's warning was very simple. He used his Bloodthirsty Physique and Devouring Technique to slash at Yuwen Haofei's chest.

"Damn it!"

Yuwen Haofei cursed when he sensed that the blood-red Saber Qi formed by Wu Zhengjun's Saber Technique had reached the peak of a sixth-grade Martial Honorable.

Immediately after, he activated his Middle-grade Honorable Realm Defensive Magic Weapon and waved the Supreme-Grade Honorable Realm Black Sword in his hand to quickly form a black dragon.

One was using his self-created Saber Technique while the other was hastily attacking with his sword. It was easy to imagine the outcome of the battle between the blood-red Saber Qi and the black dragon.

The black dragon did not even last for a tenth of a second before it was slashed in half by the blood-red Saber Qi. Then, the blood-red Saber Qi continued to slash at Yuwen Haofei.

"Heavenly Demon Transformation!"

A Middle-grade Honorable Realm Defensive Magic Weapon could only defend against the attack of a third-grade to sixth-grade Martial Honorable. The blood-red Saber Qi that had slashed the black dragon was not weakened at all. This meant that it could exceed the defensive limit of the Defensive Magic Weapon.

Yuwen Haofei did not have time to use a more powerful Sword Technique to defend himself. He could only use the Heavenly Demon Sect's secret technique to increase his defense.

"Blood Devouring Earth!"

He could clearly sense that Yuwen Haofei's defense was increasing rapidly. It was no longer something that could be broken by the Saber Technique that he had just used.

Therefore, Wu Zhengjun did not hesitate at all. He immediately integrated his Complete Realm Speed Technique into the Supreme-Grade Honorable Realm Saber Technique and quickly slashed out his second Saber Technique.

"Boom!"

With the help of his Middle-grade Honorable Realm Defensive Magic Weapon and the Heavenly Demon Sect's secret technique, Yuwen Haofei finally managed to block the blood-red Saber Qi formed by the Blood Devouring and Soul Devouring Saber Technique.

"Boom!"

However, just as he was about to let out a sigh of relief and regroup to attack again, the second blood-red Saber Qi that was at the peak of a seventh-grade Martial Honorable Realm landed heavily on his chest.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

In an instant, the Heavenly Demon Sect's secret technique and the Middle-grade Honorable Realm Saber Technique's defense were destroyed. The powerful blood-red Saber Qi caused Yuwen Haofei to stumble a dozen steps back. He spat out three mouthfuls of blood and his face turned pale.

Wu Zhengjun did not press the attack after the two Saber Techniques had easily injured Yuwen Haofei. Instead, he raised the blood-red Saber in his hand and reminded Yuwen Haofei coldly.

"Seeing that your father is close to my Senior Brother, I'll let you go this time. Admit defeat immediately."

Although he was not seriously injured by the Blood Saber Qi, when he thought of Wu Zhengjun's second Saber Martial Skill, which had reached the level of a peak Seventh Grade Martial Honorable, he knew that he was no match for Wu Zhengjun, not to mention that he was already injured.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Yuwen Haofei immediately raised his head and admitted defeat to the list in the air.

"I admit defeat!"

"Senior Sister Yu, thank you for showing mercy just now. Tianqi humbly admits defeat!"

Just as Wu Zhengjun easily defeated Yuwen Haofei, Xia Tianqi, who was in the other arena, reached out to wipe away a drop of blood from his forehead. Although he still had lingering fear, he quickly cupped his fists and thanked Yu Siqi.

Yu Siqi raised the Lower Emperor Realm Sword in her hand and threatened him coldly.

"I was merciful just now because of Little Ran."

"If you still don't know your limits, I won't show you any mercy in the next attack."

Xia Tianqi could feel the murderous intent in Yu Siqi's threatening tone. He could not help but shudder. He quickly raised his head and admitted defeat to the list in the air.

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