The Rising Dragon Arena was like a storm. Long Zun and Wang Yue's robes were torn to shreds, revealing their golden and brown inner armor that clung tightly to their skin and accentuated their bulging muscles.
Both of them gritted their teeth, their faces ferocious. Their eyes were wide and bloodshot as they continuously exerted their strength.
Long Zun wanted to defeat Wang Yue, while Wang Yue wanted to hold Long Zun back and exhaust him.
Everyone was nervous. If Long Zun won, there would be no suspense as to who would become the champion. If Long Zun lost, there would be a fierce battle.
The competition of strength had escalated to a competition of will. Whoever gave in first would lose.
Wang Yue lowered his waist and got off his horse. His feet seemed to have become one with the Rising Dragon Platform, steady and unmoving like a mountain. The muscles on Long Zun's arms swelled, making his arms look thicker than usual. Dragon roars could be heard as his Qi and blood surged.
Long Zun's body was surrounded by dragon-shaped Qi. He had already activated the power of his True Dragon Bloodline to the extreme.
"Zun 'er's control of the power of his bloodline is only at the entry level …" The True Dragon Emperor shook his head slightly.
At this moment, Wang Yue's body swayed slightly in the face of Long Zun's explosive attack. He shifted his feet slightly and weakened Long Zun's explosive attack. Then, taking advantage of Long Zun's unprepared state, the power that he had been accumulating for a long time suddenly erupted. It was as if the world was collapsing as he charged forward.
Wang Yue's charging force reached its peak and immediately bounced Long Zun away. Then, he took a step forward and stomped on the ground. The entire Rising Dragon Arena seemed to shake. Wang Yue charged forward like a primordial beast. His shoulder was like a primordial demonic bear that could destroy mountains. He slammed heavily into Long Zun's chest.
Long Zun, who had not yet recovered from the impact, staggered backwards. Wang Yue's figure paused. Under the powerful inertia, he raised his sword and chopped down. It was as if a mountain had fallen from the sky.
Long Zun's expression changed drastically. He barely managed to use the strength that he had just recovered to resist. With a loud bang, he was sent flying. The sword in his hand trembled violently and his blood and Qi churned. He could not help but spit out blood.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the Dragon Sovereign's strength seemed to have been spat out as well, rapidly weakening.
Wang Yue gritted his teeth and mustered up the last of his strength to strike again. With a loud rumble, the ground of the Rising Dragon Arena seemed to shatter. The shockwave from the collision sent Long Zun flying again.
Huff, huff, the sound of breathing that was like a bellows sounded out from Wang Yue's mouth. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and the veins on his hand that held the sword bulged. If it wasn't for his strong will, he would have wanted to sit down and rest for a while.
The muscles all over his body were extremely sore.
At this point, Wang Yue was completely exhausted. Long Zun was lying on the Rising Dragon Arena with his limbs spread out, breathing heavily. If he could stand up and counterattack, he might be able to defeat Wang Yue.
At this point, Long Zun was powerless to stand up, while Wang Yue was still able to stand. Although it was very difficult, he had still won.
The Dragon Sovereign had first lost to Chu Mu's sword, and now lost to Wang Yue's sword. He had already lost the qualifications to compete for the championship. The final champion would be born between Chu Mu and Wang Yue.
Up until now, the competition had been very unexpected. First, the big dark horse Chu Mu had risen. Then, Long Zun, who was thought to be the most likely to win the championship, had been defeated by Chu Mu and Wang Yue.
Indeed, the world was unpredictable.
After the battle with Long Zun, Wang Yue was also exhausted. Naturally, he couldn't fight with Chu Mu right away. He had obtained an hour to rest. No matter if he fully recovered within the hour, he had to fight on the arena.
The consumption was too great. Wang Yue had to make use of every breath to recover.
The advanced Sword Of Gojoseon group's matches had long ended. The champion had been decided. The intermediate Sword Of Gojoseon group was also in the final match to determine the champion.
The two six star Sword Of Gojoseon were locked in an intense battle. It seemed that the victor wouldn't be decided in a short period of time.
Chu Mu's essence, energy, and spirit were at their peak. He was watching the battle between the two six star Sword Of Gojoseon and replaying the battle between Wang Yue and Long Zun. He was analyzing Wang Yue's fighting style and so on.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle.
In Chu Mu's analysis, Wang Yue should have also cultivated some kind of powerful body refining technique, which made his body very tyrannical. His strength and explosive power were astonishing.
Replaying the battle bit by bit, analyzing it bit by bit, time passed by bit by bit.
The intermediate Sword Of Gojoseon group's matches had ended. The final champion was the six star Sword Of Gojoseon, named Long Yue. She was a female Sword Of Gojoseon.
Now, only the lower Sword Of Gojoseon group's matches were left. Chu Mu versus Wang Yue.
Half an hour had passed. Wang Yue opened his eyes. They shone brightly, but they were instantly restrained. There was a heavy feeling. He got up and stood at the center of the Rising Dragon Arena, as if he was the center of the entire venue.
Chu Mu's figure flickered and landed lightly on the Rising Dragon Arena, facing Wang Yue.
Without the elder's announcement, the match had already begun.
"The champion is mine." Wang Yue said these words in a very deep and powerful voice. He raised his sword, as if he was swearing an oath. He slashed out, and a shockwave of crushed stones rolled towards Chu Mu.
Under the Sword Intent of Earth, Wang Yue's sword technique was very heavy.
Chu Mu's figure flickered, dodging the sword technique. He slashed out with his sword, and a green wind blade broke through the air. Under the Inextinguishable Sword Intent, the green wind blade had a sense of immortality.
The wind blade broke through the air, and shot towards Wang Yue. Chu Mu's attack also followed.
Half an hour was enough for Chu Mu to clearly simulate the battle with Wang Yue in his mind. Chu Mu had also analyzed Wang Yue's fighting style. How to dodge, how to counterattack, and how to attack were all simulated by Chu Mu.
The rules of Body Fusion made his figure ethereal. He was silent, and it was impossible to capture his trajectory. Wang Yue's expression changed. He could not capture Chu Mu's trajectory, and it was difficult for him to effectively defend.
Two swords appeared in his hands. The swords moved swiftly and silently, attacking from different angles.
Wang Yue was most adept at defense, and was least afraid of frontal attacks. For example, Long Zun ultimately lost to Wang Yue. Yet, what Chu Mu was using right now wasn't a violent frontal attack. Instead, he was attacking from all sorts of blind spots with unpredictable and mysterious swords. This caused Wang Yue to feel as if he couldn't defend against it.
The two swords were like a storm, penetrating all openings, and endless Sword Light poured out. Every sword contained the Inextinguishable Sword Intent, the power of the rules, and the Divine Wilderness Sword Essence. It was also integrated with Chu Mu's unique Earthquake Energy, which was incomparably powerful.
Wang Yue held his sword with both hands, and barely managed to block again and again. His feet seemed to be rooted to the Rising Dragon Platform, and he stood firm.
But in the face of Chu Mu's attacks, his defense became more and more difficult, and he paled in comparison.
This was Chu Mu's strategy. Wang Yue was best at fighting head-on battles. If he wanted to defeat him as quickly as possible, he could only use a method that he was not good at, and that was a flexible way of fighting.
Under Chu Mu's unceasing attacks, Wang Yue's footsteps finally retreated.
The moment he retreated, it was as if his connection with the Rising Dragon Platform had been cut off. In the face of Chu Mu's stormy attacks, he kept retreating, like a rootless duckweed.
"It seems that the champion will fall on Chu Mu's head."
"Indeed."
The original expectation had turned into a matter of course. In the battle between Chu Mu and Wang Yue, Chu Mu had already gained the upper hand. Victory seemed to be only a matter of time.
"Exquisite sword techniques."
"Changeable fighting style."
The eyes of the True Dragon Emperor and the old man in the sky lit up.
Wang Yue was swaying left and right. His best defense, under Chu Mu's erratic sword techniques, seemed to be useless.
His sword changed more than ten times in an instant, breaking Wang Yue's defensive sword. Another sword pierced out, impossible to guard against, piercing Wang Yue's chest. Under the shock of the terrifying power, it passed through the inner armor and blasted into the body, causing Wang Yue's face to change greatly.
The opportunity had been lost. What was left was Chu Mu's performance. His body was light as a feather, as if weightless, surrounding Wang Yue, constantly attacking from all angles.
The feeling of powerlessness was entangled in his heart.
Wang Yue was shocked and angry. He wanted to burst out and counterattack, but he could not find the opportunity. He could not even catch Chu Mu's figure.
He wanted to give up and admit defeat, but he could not swallow his anger.
But no matter how complicated Wang Yue's heart was, in the end, he was defeated by Chu Mu's sword.
"To be able to fight head-on, to be able to fight with guerrilla warfare, this junior..." The True Dragon Emperor's eyes widened, secretly wondering why Chu Mu was not from the True Dragon Dynasty.
"I lost." Wang Yue's heart was heavy. It was completely different from before when he announced loudly that "the champion is mine".
At this point, the True Dragon Dynasty's once-in-a-century Rising Dragon Pageant had come to an end.
The three champions of the Sword Of Gojoseon group had all appeared.
High level Sword Of Gojoseon group was Xiao Bieli. Mid level Sword Of Gojoseon group was Long Yue. Low level Sword Of Gojoseon group was Chu Mu.
The True Dragon Emperor was helpless. Out of the three champions, only Long Yue was from the True Dragon Dynasty. Xiao Bieli and Chu Mu were not from the True Dragon Dynasty.
No matter what, the champions of the three groups had appeared. Although they were not from the True Dragon Dynasty, it did not stop the True Dragon Emperor from thinking of recruiting them. But this was a matter for later.
At this point, the Rising Dragon Pageant had come to an end. But it was not completely over. Because there was still one last segment.
Two hours. Chu Mu's group of three had obtained two hours of time to adjust their breathing so that their essence, energy, and spirit would reach their peak state. The True Dragon Emperor was also preparing to open the Dragon Yuan Pond.
The Dragon Yuan Pond was the True Dragon Dynasty's treasure trove. It was a very important cultivation ground. It was rarely opened because each time it was opened, it would consume a lot of energy. After that, it would take a long time to recover, at least a hundred years.
The last time the Dragon Yuan Pond was opened was three hundred years ago. Now that it had accumulated three hundred years of energy, it was very dense. Cultivating inside would definitely bring great benefits.
The three Rising Dragon Stages shook and slowly sank down, disappearing from sight. Then, the flat ground began to crack.
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