At the end of the seventh round, thirty people were eliminated. Thirty people were left and they entered the eighth round.
Tu Jinghong's ranking rose to thirteenth while Luo Qiushui's ranking rose to eighteenth. As for Gao Wang, he rushed to eleventh. He took the initiative to challenge the eleventh disciple and defeated him.
The sword intent of each of the thirty disciples had reached the sixth transformation level. The battles in the eighth round would be even more exciting.
This time, Nan Wu's opponent was the twenty-fifth disciple. He could not defeat his opponent without using his sword like before.
This was the first time the crowd saw Nan Wu unsheathing his sword since the start of the competition. However, his state was still in a daze.
Nan Wu's sword was almost transparent. Like him, it gave off a fleeting feeling.
Sword Light was almost invisible. He defeated his opponent easily with one strike.
Although he was easily defeated, at least Nan Wu had used his sword. It was an honorable defeat.
Battle after battle continued. The eighth disciple, Tang Zhen, chose the eighteenth disciple, Luo Qiushui.
Tang Zhen was a beauty. She was valiant and had the temperament of a heroine. She was not inferior to men.
As she walked, her long ponytail danced like flames.
Although Luo Qiushui was a man, he was not inferior to Tang Zhen in terms of appearance. This made many female swordsmen envious and jealous. At the same time, they admired him.
The moment Luo Qiushui appeared, many female swordsmen exclaimed.
Tang Zhen was very powerful, but Luo Qiushui was not ordinary either. It was hard to predict the outcome of the battle between the two.
Tang Zhen would not underestimate Luo Qiushui, but Luo Qiushui would not underestimate his opponent either.
"Give it your all. Let me see your Autumn Water Sword." Tang Zhen said. Her voice was not weak at all. Instead, it had the aura of a powerful army. It was unforgettable.
"As you wish." Luo Qiushui's appearance was feminine, but his voice had a unique magnetism that made it even more fascinating.
In an instant, the Sword Light flickered. Both parties had passed each other and turned around to counterattack.
The Sword Light was dazzling. In just three breaths, they had exchanged dozens of blows. It was unbelievably fast.
Although Tang Zhen was a female, her fighting style was like that of a warrior on the battlefield. She was brutal and direct. Every sword strike pursued the simplest and most direct attack, abandoning all elegance and beauty. She retained the purest essence of her attacks, which made her battle look strangely beautiful.
Every Sword Light from Luo Qiushui's Autumn Water Sword was like a stream of autumn water flowing across the sky. Each stream seemed to converge into an endless stream of autumn water. It was cold and desolate, and traces of loneliness spread in all directions. There was a faint sense of sadness and desolation.
Completely different styles, completely different fighting styles, clashing again and again.
Battle was about grasping one's own rhythm, controlling one's own rhythm, disrupting the opponent's rhythm, and bringing the opponent into one's own rhythm.
Once one fell into the rhythm of another, one would be restricted in all aspects, losing the initiative and falling into a passive state. Unless one could break the other party's rhythm and regain control of one's own rhythm, one's defeat was only a matter of time.
Tang Zhen's fighting style and Luo Qiushui's fighting style were completely different. Their current goal was to disrupt the other party's rhythm and bring the other party into their own rhythm. This was often what swordsmen of similar strength had to do when they fought. This was because they were unable to defeat the other party in a short period of time.
The same Tianhuang Sword Technique, under Tang Zhen's and Luo Qiushui's swords, displayed a completely different style. The same first move, the same thrust, but there was a difference between brutal and desolate aura.
All living things, sand and dust, all had their own patterns and existence.
Chu Mu was able to multitask. On one hand, he continued to use his sword essence and mind to attack the Godseal Blood Curse on the Gold Profound Meaning. On the other hand, he was focused on watching the battle between Tang Zhen and Luo Qiushui.
Evenly matched opponents had forced them to show their true strength. Their swordsmanship was truly displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
Chu Mu's style was different from others. He had a straightforward and broad style, but also a flexible style. He took the advantages of thousands of schools of thought and absorbed them into himself, turning them into his own. This was the most difficult way to strengthen himself. It was impossible to achieve it just by relying on one's own thinking. Only by observing, trying, and coming into contact with more would one be able to gain more.
This was also the reason why he wanted to participate in the Outer Palace Centennial Tournament. It was also the reason why he did not want to be defeated and eliminated.
If he was eliminated, he could continue to watch, but he would lose the opportunity to personally fight. The meaning was different.
There was still a difference between personally fighting and witnessing it with his own eyes.
Tang Zhen was like a female war god. She was powerful and unparalleled, charging and breaking through the enemy lines. Luo Qiushui was like a dancer by the river of desolation, performing to his heart's content.
In the battle between the two, even Namo was temporarily out of his trance state.
"It has been 15 minutes and there are still no signs of a winner."
"Both of them are very powerful. I don't think it's that simple."
"Strong. Both of their strengths are very strong."
"It's too exciting. I have gained a lot."
…
"Luo Qiushui is not simple. Under such circumstances, he still retains his strength. It seems that his goal is not small."
"Indeed. However, Chu Mu is not simple. At least I can see through Luo Qiushui. But I can't see through Chu Mu at all. There is always a fog surrounding him."
The Elders of the True Palace discussed.
"As long as the battle continues, Chu Mu will definitely reveal his secrets one by one. At that time, we will know."
…
The gorgeous Sword Light danced around him, like the rolling waters of a long river. Tang Zhen was like a warrior on the long river. Every strike of her sword seemed to break the river.
The application of the Sky Desolation Sword Technique, the combination of sword techniques, the explosion of power control, and the convergence of sword techniques were all displayed under their swords. It was brilliant.
Initial Entry, Advanced Entry, and Extreme Entry. These three levels of power control were integrated into the combination of sword techniques. The explosive power was even more tyrannical. This made Chu Mu's eyes light up. He had gained something again.
Among the swordsmen present, no one could compare with Chu Mu in terms of what they gained from watching the battle. His attainments in sword techniques were already very high, surpassing many experts of the Sword Of Gojoseon level. His comprehension was unparalleled and no one could compare with him. With all these factors combined, what he gained from watching the battle was more profound than others.
When the battle reached its climax, both of them leaped into the air. The Sword Light spun like a spiral and rushed upwards. It was gorgeous and breathtaking.
Luo Qiushui's sword slashed down. Tang Zhen blocked and counterattacked. Luo Qiushui borrowed the force to rush higher into the air. The gorgeous Sword Light surrounded his body.
"Long Autumn Water!" With a low roar, Luo Qiushui's figure changed in the air. The river of Sword Light around him instantly converged into one and gathered on the sword. At that moment, it was as if there were layers of sword shadows flashing.
The murderous aura suddenly increased tenfold. A wind blew from afar, bringing with it desolation and loneliness, making one feel even more lonely.
As his figure fell, the Sword Light also fell and exploded. Rays after rays of Sword Light pierced towards Tang Zhen. Every ray of Sword Light gathered again, bringing with it a desolation and crystal like autumn water. It looked soft but was actually extremely tough. It also contained amazing power and was continuous.
This sword was the combination of the first thirty-three moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Technique. The moment it hit Tang Zhen, it changed into the thirty-three sword moves. It was as if someone had used the first thirty-three moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Technique to attack Tang Zhen at the same time. Every sword fight brought with it a terrifying continuous toughness and power.
Tang Zhen blocked the Long Autumn Water. He only felt an extremely flexible power, passing through his sword and spreading to his arm. It was a subtle and flexible power, but it was weakening his power bit by bit.
Long Autumn Water!
It was a terrifying combination of sword moves. Once Luo Qiushui's power control reached the realm of One with the Sword, Long Autumn Water would immediately become a powerful sword technique.
Luo Qiushui had such a powerful combination of sword moves, but so did Tang Zhen.
The sword vibrated and spun in a circle. It immediately slashed from bottom to top. A fierce aura suddenly filled the space in front of him. Thousands of horses galloped and thousands of soldiers charged forward.
It was the same combination of the first thirty-three moves of the Sky Desolation Sword Technique. The aura was different, the performance was different, but the power was equally strong.
Fierce and desolate. In the confrontation of the Sword Light, countless sounds of metal clashing resounded. Sparks flew. Luo Qiushui's sword broke through the layers of Sword Light and landed in the air.
In an instant, his figure changed and four shadows appeared around Tang Zhen. They ran quickly and turned into endless shadows, like the shadows of autumn water.
Tang Zhen quickly retracted his sword and blocked the endless attacks from all directions. Every sword of Luo Qiushui contained a strange aura. That aura seeped in and was difficult to resist. Tang Zhen's power was slowly being weakened.
When Tang Zhen reacted, it was already too late. The Sword Light gathered and Luo Qiushui once again used the Long Autumn Water.
Tang Zhen quickly counterattacked, but his power was not enough. He was defeated by this move and his sword almost flew out of his hand. Luo Qiushui's sword was like a firework that dissipated. It gently touched Tang Zhen's forehead and retracted.
"You won." Tang Zhen was startled at first, but then smiled freely. He was more optimistic than the male swordsman.
To cultivate to this level, she had suffered a lot and experienced many setbacks. Her will was extraordinary. She did not feel sad or depressed at all.
Her valiance was indeed admirable.
Luo Qiushui smiled and nodded. She turned and walked towards the eighth seat. Her back view looked so beautiful.
So far, among the three dark horses, there were already two dark horses that had entered the top ten. Only Tu Jinghong was left. Everyone could not help but look forward to his performance.
Tang Zhen was defeated. It was the turn of the ninth seat, Nie Yunjie. Nie Yunjie chose the seventeenth seat.
The sword intent and profound power of the sixth revolution late stage was indeed very powerful. But compared to Nie Yunjie, it was obviously not enough. In just three moves, Nie Yunjie defeated the seventeenth seat with an absolute advantage.
It seemed that there were very few dark horses.
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