In this competition, there were winners and losers.
However, five rounds had already passed since the start of the competition, and there were still some who had yet to taste defeat. They were all invincible and had defeated their opponents in a row.
"Huangfu Cangyue wins."
Huangfu Cangyue was like a king. As soon as she stood in the arena, she looked disdainfully in all directions. Just her kingly aura alone made her opponents feel helpless.
"An Han wins."
"Bu Jinglong wins."
Following the referee's announcement, the matches of the sixth round began one after another.
"Chu Mu wins," the referee announced in a clear voice.
"He won again," Liang Haishan said excitedly. Liang Haishan said excitedly. He barely managed to defeat his opponent in the second round, but he was defeated in the third round, then the fourth round, and only recovered in the fifth round. Overall, it was three wins and two losses.
As for Zhuge Ming and the others, they had yet to encounter anyone stronger than them, so they had yet to taste defeat.
A few days ago, Chu Mu had cultivated the Goldedge Swordsmanship to perfection. He could fuse the Thirteen Forms of the Goldedge and his killer move, the Goldedge Skysplitter, into a brand new attack. However, due to the lack of time, the fusion had yet to be completed.
In addition, something that was born from the Goldedge Swordsmanship that surpassed the Goldedge Swordsmanship was slowly emerging.
"Sixth round, thirty-fifth match: Astral-3's Le Feihao versus Astral-9's Lei Hao."
"It's my turn again." Lei Hao stood up and waved his arm as he quickly walked towards the arena.
"Lei Hao and Le Feihao have already won five matches in a row, and their styles are very similar. They both use a combination of strength and speed to defeat their opponents. This is going to be a good show."
Le Feihao did not look strong at all. In fact, he even looked a little skinny. It was hard to imagine that his arms, which were not very thick, could explode with such strength and speed.
Lei Hao and Le Feihao's eyes were very sharp and radiant. They looked at each other and could see the strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes. They had both seen each other's battles and knew each other's styles. They felt a sense of satisfaction when they met their match.
"Match, begin," the referee announced.
"Let's fight with our strongest abilities!" Le Feihao roared. He raised his sword and slashed down in a straight line as if he wanted to split a boulder.
"Let's see if you're qualified." Although Lei Hao was a little excited, he spoke in a voice that only he could hear. He lowered his body and shifted his center of gravity. His feet stomped on the ground and shot out like an arrow. His sword pierced through the air and pierced towards Le Feihao.
Unexpectedly, Le Feihao didn't dodge or retreat. His sword slashed down even more fiercely and fiercely. It was completely a fight where both sides would suffer.
Lei Hao did not reduce his speed either. His leg muscles trembled as he channeled his strength, causing his speed to increase explosively.
"Two lunatics," someone said.
An ear-piercing sound exploded, and sparks flew everywhere. Lei Hao's sword and Le Feihao's sword collided. Both of their arms trembled slightly, and their swords bounced off as they both took a few steps back.
"Awesome!"
At the same time, he let out a low shout. His eyes were filled with excitement like fireworks as he attacked again.
The sword was like a gust of wind, lightning, and torrential rain, pouring down in torrents.
Countless sounds of collisions rang out, densely packed. The air exploded, and countless sparks sputtered, causing one's scalp to go numb.
Lei Hao's and Le Feihao's arms seemed to have disappeared. In everyone's eyes, there were only dense sword shadows colliding unceasingly.
They were purely using violence to perform sword arts, using violence to curb violence, and colliding head-on.
Everyone knew that in this kind of collision, whichever side showed signs of exhaustion first would be the loser.
Ten swords … Twenty swords … Thirty swords … Forty swords …
Unknowingly, the swords in their hands began to wear and tear.
"What a crazy battle."
"If I were to fight against either of them …" Thinking about it, some students trembled all over.
As if they had agreed, after another collision, both of them borrowed the force of the collision to fly back at the same time, widening the distance between them.
Their breathing was slightly hurried, and small beads of sweat could be seen on their foreheads. However, the two of them were very happy, and their eyes were filled with excitement.
"Fighting with you is incomparably satisfying. Next, I will use 120% of my strength to defeat you," Le Feihao shouted.
"Fighting with you is incisive, but I'm going to use my true strength," Lei Hao laughed and said.
"Good, if that's the case, then don't hold back anymore," Le Feihao's eyes lit up and said.
Immediately, Le Feihao roared loudly, and took a deep breath like a whale sucking in water. His right arm suddenly swelled up, and the veins on his palm bulged out one by one.
One could imagine how powerful a sword wielded by such a thick arm would be.
Lei Hao became even more excited, and slashed out with his sword. Le Feihao's sword slashed horizontally.
An even louder clanging sound rang out. Lei Hao's arm shook, and the powerful vibration almost made the sword in his hand fly out. He hurriedly clenched it, and his palm became numb from the vibration.
He lowered his body and lowered his center of gravity, and even slid back a few meters. The friction between the soles of his shoes and the floor of the Sword Battle Arena produced bursts of white smoke.
"What a powerful force." Everyone gasped as they looked at Le Feihao's thick right arm, and were dumbfounded.
"It should be a secret technique that increases the strength of the body. This kind of secret technique is not restricted by the seal," one of the judges said in a low voice.
"Yes, is this a little unfair?" Another judge said, looking at the head judge.
"Not really." The head judge shook his head, and said slowly, "The competition only requires the use of sword Qi, mentality, and other sword arts. Besides, this kind of secret technique that increases the strength of the body is not very powerful, and cannot be used for a long time. Moreover, this kind of increase will make the basic sword arts lose their balance. As long as the opponent's sword arts level is high enough, it can be ignored."
The judges thought about it carefully, and nodded. It was indeed so.
Basic sword arts were different from other sword arts. Other sword arts might be more powerful once you increased their strength.
However, basic sword arts needed to be practiced thoroughly, and not only did they need to be fast, accurate, and powerful, but they also needed to be steady.
Maybe you used a secret technique to increase the strength of your arm, but you would also lose your balance, and your speed and accuracy would be affected. After all, using a secret technique would more or less have some side effects.
Who would practice basic swordsmanship while using a secret technique? That would be self-torture.
"What do you think? Powerful enough, right?" Le Feihao laughed.
"Powerful enough! Take one of my attacks." Lei Hao stomped on the ground, and leaped into the air like a grasshopper. He slashed his sword at Le Feihao.
"I'll take ten attacks too!" Le Feihao shouted, and counterattacked.
The two swords clashed again, but this time Lei Hao was not pushed back. Instead, Le Feihao's sword exploded for some reason, and his entire arm shook.
Chu Mu squinted his eyes. In that instant, he noticed that Lei Hao's entire arm was twisting and shaking strangely, as if there was an invisible force penetrating the body of the sword. The moment it clashed with Le Feihao's sword, the invisible force exploded.
"It's not shaking." Chu Mu quickly made a judgment. "What kind of technique is this?"
Lei Hao attacked with his sword again. Le Feihao did not seem to believe it, and slashed with his sword again. The two swords clashed again, and he felt that the moment his sword came into contact with Lei Hao's sword, an invisible force exploded. This force caused his sword to explode again, and it was hard to control.
Immediately, Lei Hao's sword stabbed at him. He quickly retreated, and his right arm slashed horizontally. They clashed again, and it exploded again.
After repeating this a few times, Le Feihao's right arm shrank. In fact, this was not a secret technique, but a natural ability of his.
"You win." Le Feihao looked at Lei Hao and said.
Because at this moment, his right arm did not have much strength, and his left arm was unable to execute sword techniques as nimbly as his right. Naturally, he was not Lei Hao's opponent.
Lei Hao's face was slightly pale, and beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead. However, his right arm was still strong.
"What was that just now?" Le Feihao asked curiously.
"A technique to exert force." Lei Hao said softly, "I call it Explosion."
"Explosion …" Le Feihao repeated, and nodded, "It's not a pity to lose to you."
After saying that, he turned and walked down the arena.
"Lei Hao wins." The judge announced.
Lei Hao also walked down the arena, and returned to his seat after putting away his sword.
"Although I don't know what kind of technique it is, but from the looks of it, his mastery of it should not be deep enough. Otherwise, the exhaustion wouldn't be so great." Chu Mu mused.
Various techniques to exert force were not only related to one's physical fitness, but also to one's mastery of the technique. The deeper one's mastery of the technique, the more proficient it would be, and the more one would know how to exert the greatest power with the lowest consumption.
"Even if I can't fight Lei Hao in the competition, I'll still find an opportunity to exchange pointers with him after the competition." Chu Mu glanced at Lei Hao and thought to himself.
While the audience was still waiting for the end of Lei Hao and Le Feihao's match, a new one began.
"Sixth round, thirty-sixth match: Astral-5's Fang Lengyan versus Astral-8's Yuan Hong."
"It's Fang Lengyan."
"He's been very impressive in his matches. Up until now, he's defeated all his opponents with a single strike."
"Yeah, it seems like he can clearly see all of his opponents' changes and see their flaws. He can then attack them with a single strike to defeat them."
"Being able to see all of his opponents' changes and see through their flaws is a terrifying ability."
"That's right. That's why Fang Lengyan is called the number one dark horse of his academy."
"What do you guys think will happen if Fang Lengyan and Qi Shaofan fight?" a student suddenly asked.
"That's hard to say. Fang Lengyan's eyesight is extremely sharp, and he should have cultivated some kind of special technique. Although he can't use his sword qi right now, his eyesight still surpasses others', allowing him to easily see through his opponents' flaws and attack. As for Qi Shaofan's swordsmanship, it's very beautiful. Sword Light is constantly changing, dazzling everyone's eyes. It could be said that either Fang Lengyan saw through Qi Shaofan's flaws and defeated him, or Qi Shaofan disrupted Fang Lengyan's vision and defeated him, "another student analyzed.
"Nonsense, could it be a tie?"
"No matter what, Fang Lengyan, Qi Shaofan, and Lei Hao are all among the newcomers who are participating in the King of Swords Tournament for the first time. This year's King of Swords Tournament will definitely be more exciting than the previous one."
While the students were discussing, Yuan Hong's sword erupted like a torrent, continuously attacking. However, Fang Lengyan retreated step by step, his eyes unblinking as he stared at Yuan Hong's sword. Suddenly, he stabbed out and defeated Yuan Hong. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.
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