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"Sixth Round, 46th Match: Astral-4's Qi Shaofan VS Astral-7's Fan Gao."
Qi Shaofan and Fan Gao stepped onto the arena together.
"Please." Fan Gao saluted.
"You're not my match," Qi Shaofan sneered.
"We'll know after we fight." Fan Gao remained unmoved. Of those who had fought until now and won five matches in a row, which one of them was lacking in swordsmanship? Which one of them did not have confidence in themselves? They would not admit defeat just because of someone else's words.
"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Qi Shaofan smiled disdainfully, but he did not make a move. He waited for Fan Gao to make the first move.
Fan Gao roared and stabbed out with his sword. It was fast, accurate, and ruthless, heading straight for Qi Shaofan's throat. Dazzling Sword Light gathered on the blade.
Qi Shaofan still had a disdainful smile on his face. He flicked his sword upwards, and Sword Light appeared one after another to confuse Fan Gao.
Not only did Qi Shaofan avoid Fan Gao's sharp sword, but he also deceived Fan Gao's vision, making it impossible for him to determine from which angle Qi Shaofan's sword was coming.
Fan Gao quickly retreated, his expression changing slightly. He waved his sword repeatedly, forming a series of afterimages in an attempt to block Qi Shaofan's attack.
As a spectator, Fan Gao did not feel much. He only felt that Qi Shaofan's Sword Light was very beautiful and dazzling. However, he knew that Sword Light did not have much power, so he did not think much of it.
However, when he became the person involved and actually faced this Sword Light, Fan Gao finally understood how terrifying it was. It was as if his eyes had lost their function in an instant.
It was like looking up at the blazing sun, and after a while, he would feel dizzy and his vision would become blurry.
Speaking of which, this can be considered a technique to exert strength, Chu Mu thought to himself.
Basic Swordsmanship was a Basic Swordsmanship. The same Basic Swordsmanship would have different styles when used by different people.
On the basis of their styles, they would further deepen and derive their own sword techniques. They would form different characteristics and have different effects, but their goal was the same, and that was to defeat their opponent.
Not long after, Fan Gao's sword was sent flying by Qi Shaofan's sword. Qi Shaofan's sword landed heavily on Fan Gao's back, causing him to fall forward.
If it wasn't for the fact that the sword hadn't been sharpened yet, Fan Gao would have been cut in half on the spot.
"Qi Shaofan wins," announced the referee.
"What a magnificent swordsmanship. It's really powerful." Immediately, a student exclaimed.
"Qi Shaofan can be considered a rising star in this year's King of Swordsmanship finals."
"Qi Shaofan can be considered a rising star, Fang Lengyan is also a rising star, and so is that Lei Hao and Chu Mu."
"Qi Shaofan, Fang Lengyan, and Lei Hao are rising stars, but I don't agree with Chu Mu. Although he's defeated his opponents so far, he hasn't shown anything special. His swordsmanship is just average."
"Idiot, it's because he's average that he's the scariest."
"Bullshit, average means there's nothing special about him. If he doesn't have anything special about him, he'll probably lose in the seventh round."
"If Chu Mu can still defeat his opponents in the seventh round, then he can be considered a rising star in the finals."
"I think so too. Everything will depend on the seventh round."
"There's no need to rush. After the sixth round, the referees will announce the names of the ten newcomers as usual. They'll be the ten rising stars of this year's finals. At that time, we'll know if Chu Mu has the qualifications to be called a rising star."
"Sixth round, forty-seventh match: Astral-1's Huangfu Aoshuang versus Astral-5's Zhang Tuo."
"I admit defeat." Zhang Tuo stood up and announced loudly. He didn't feel shameful at all, and no one thought that it was shameful for him to admit defeat.
It was very simple. Huangfu Aoshuang had won the fourth place in the last Sword King Competition. Her swordsmanship was unfathomable, and coupled with her Ice Spirit Sword Body, her sword contained a little bit of ice power. This ice power originated from the Ice Spirit Sword Body, and was something that the seals on the stage couldn't restrain.
Therefore, the people who fought with Huangfu Aoshuang would not only lose in the end, but would also shiver all over, as if they were trapped in an ice cave.
After all, they couldn't use Xiantian sword Qi, and could only rely on their own flesh and blood to ignore normal heat and cold. However, the ice power of the Ice Spirit Sword Body was incomparable to normal cold.
"Huangfu Aoshuang wins." The referees announced directly. They didn't care about this kind of admitting defeat, which would save them a lot of time.
"The forty-eighth round of the sixth round …"
"The forty-ninth round of the sixth round …"
Not long after, Liang Haishan stepped onto the stage once again. Although his swordsmanship had improved slightly after five rounds of competition, his opponent this time was much stronger than him. Thus, Liang Haishan was defeated in less than fifty moves.
Based on the current situation, Liang Haishan's ranking wouldn't be too high.
"The seventy-ninth round of the sixth round: Astral-2's Wan Pan versus Astral-9's Zhong Liyang."
"I admit defeat," Zhong Liyang said loudly as he stood up.
"Another one who's admitted defeat."
"There's nothing strange about that. Wan Pan was the second place in the last Sword King Competition, and he's known as the Monolith Sword. That Zhong Liyang isn't even close to his level."
Wan Pan had fought five matches so far, but they had all been very simple. He'd defeated his opponent with a single sweep of his sword.
Because the opponent was too weak, up until now, Chu Mu hadn't seen the super strong defense of the Ten Thousand Plates called the Monolith Sword.
Only opponents of sufficient strength could force Wan Pan to use his defensive technique. As for his other opponents, they couldn't even block a single strike, so Wan Pan wouldn't waste his time on them.
From the beginning of the competition until now, the top ten or even top twenty people from last year rarely revealed their true strength. Often, they would use normal attacks to defeat their opponents. Thus, Chu Mu still hadn't truly seen their styles.
"The ninety-third round of the sixth round: Astral-6's Ye Xiaohua versus Astral-10's Liang Shiluo."
There was always a smile on Ye Xiaohua's face. It was different from Huang Wuju's casual smile. Ye Xiaohua's smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel happy.
Ye Xiaohua's swordsmanship was just like his name. Every strike of his sword would create a sword flower. These sword flowers could confuse the target to a certain extent and also had a certain amount of power. Using them one after another, he was able to defeat his opponent.
"Senior Ye, Xiaohua's swordsmanship is better than before."
"Yeah." Ye Xiaokai nodded with a smile. Ye Xiaohua was his younger brother, and the better his younger brother's swordsmanship was, the happier he would be.
"With Xiaohua's swordsmanship, I'm sure he'll be one of the top ten new stars. I just don't know where he'll be ranked."
"That's not important. What's important is that I believe that even if he's ranked tenth, he'll prove to the judges that he's worthy of being called the top new star." Ye Xiaokai's lips curled into a confident smile. Back in the day, he was also a new star.
"Ye Xiaohua wins." As the judge's voice fell, Ye Xiaohua smiled faintly and performed a sword salute to his opponent. He was very polite, and it was easy for people to have a good impression of him.
Some of the female students clasped their chests, their faces flushed red with infatuation. If they were any crazier, they might even form a cheerleading squad for Ye Xiaohua.
"Sixth round, 101st match: Huangfu Jiannan of Astral-1 versus Wang Hui of Astral-7."
"I admit defeat," Wang Hui stood up and shouted.
"Huangfu Jiannan wins."
"Another one admits defeat. When can I reach such a level and make someone admit defeat? Then I'll be satisfied." A participant sighed enviously.
"You won't have that chance even if you wait another thirty years," another student said.
"I can't even think about it."
The sixth round of the competition went on one round after another. Finally, the sixth round of the competition ended.
However, the students did not leave immediately because they knew that this was the time to announce the top ten new stars.
Based on the past records of the King of Swordsmanship tournament, the judges had a 99% accuracy rate in selecting the top ten new stars after six rounds of observation. There were very few accidents.
Therefore, it could be said that this was an authoritative reference.
Strictly speaking, there were no practical benefits to being one of the top ten new stars. It was just a title. However, this title was something that many people chased for their entire lives, and it was something that they could only obtain after paying a huge price. It gave them a sense of satisfaction.
Where there were people, there would be underworld. Where there was underworld, there would inevitably be competition. This kind of competition was exactly what the Sword Mansion needed. Only intense competition could allow the students to advance by leaps and bounds.
The top ten new stars were announced by the head judge. This was a special honor because the head judge did not make a move easily.
"Rising Star Rankings: Huangfu Fu of Astral-1."
"Rising Star Rankings: Cheng Qingqing of Astral-3."
"Rising Star Rankings: Qu Xiangru of Astral-2."
"Rising Star Rankings: Fang Lengyan of Astral-5."
"Rising Star Rankings: Qi Shaofan of Astral-4."
"Rising Star Rankings: Lei Hao of Astral-9."
"Rising Star Rankings: Ye Xiaohua of Astral-6."
"Rising Star Rankings: Jiang Qingxia of Astral-10."
"Rising Star Rankings: Su Mingyang of Astral-7."
"Rising Star Rankings: Yi Xuan of Astral-8."
After the head judge finished his announcement, he did not say anything else and flew back to his seat. This was much more effective than saying anything else.
"How can this be? Chu Mu isn't on the Rising Star Rankings? He's won six matches in a row. "Liang Haishan was astonished.
"Hmph, there are many people who have won six matches in a row, and Chu Mu is just one of them. What's so strange about him not being on the Rising Star Rankings?" Zhu Tianzhao and Zhao Longkun both felt a burst of joy in their hearts.
Lei Hao also looked at Chu Mu in astonishment. It was reasonable to say that the head judge's judgment should be quite good. Could it be that Chu Mu was not as strong as he thought?
Chu Mu only smiled faintly at this. He did not mind at all. His goal was to be first and become the overall champion. To him, being on the Rising Star Rankings was not important at all. (To be continued.) If you like this series, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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