Just like Ye Chen had expected, Teng Mo had lost. Instead of saying that he lost to Gao Feng, it would be more accurate to say that he lost to himself. From the very beginning, he had underestimated Gao Feng. He did not bring out all of his power and his peak condition for the competition. By the time he realized what had happened, the situation had already gone out of his control.
After beating Teng Mo, Gao Feng's popularity had skyrocketed. No one could compete with him in group three.
Contestants from other groups could not help but pay attention to Gao Feng as well. It was not that they did not have powerful young warriors in their groups, it was actually the exact opposite. It was because the powerful warriors in their groups were too powerful that the competition had no suspense at all. One could even guess the result with one's butt. Battles like this between Teng Mo and Gao Feng, where both of them were equally powerful, had rarely happened before.
"That Gao Feng is pretty powerful, and he is quite lucky as well. He is in group three, which does not have any powerful warriors."
"Yeah! Out of the twelve groups, five of them are known as the death groups. There are a lot of powerful warriors, and group three is the safest group. The contestants in that group also have the highest chance of making it to the next round. "
"No matter what, one's own power is the most important thing. In the first stage of the elimination competition, twelve people from each group will make it to the next round. Then, any two groups will be combined into one group, and the second stage of the elimination competition will begin. By then, out of the twenty-four people, twelve people will be eliminated."
"Being able to stand out from the group competition, who doesn't have a few ace attacks? I can already imagine how cruel the second stage of the elimination competition will be. None of the battles will be easy."
…
The battles started one after another, and ended one after another. The speed was surprisingly fast. Many of the battles were finished within ten attacks, and some people even gave up right away. Of course, it was a very rare situation after all. Most of the battles would take around one hundred attacks to decide the winner.
During the battles, Ye Chen would occasionally pay attention to some familiar people, such as Xu Jing, Zhu Mei, and Lynch.
Xu Jing indeed did not need anyone to worry about her. Up until now, no one had been able to last more than ten attacks from her. She was just like a female warrior from the ancient times. Her movements were fast, and her power was fast. Every movement she made contained the power of a thunderbolt, which made people scared.
This situation lasted for about three or four rounds, and finally, someone chose to admit defeat, and it was a young master who was neither too old nor too young. Regarding this, the others did not show a look of disdain. Xu Jing's strength was obvious to all, and there was not the slightest bit of falsehood. Moreover, what gave them a headache was that Xu Jing's moves were big and wide, and she liked to force her opponents to fight her head on. As a result, under repeated head-on clashes, no matter how strong one's body was, they would not be able to bear it. Their bones and muscles would be sore, and it would inevitably affect the later rounds. What surprised them was that Xu Jing, who had a graceful figure and slender arms, did not even blush nor was she out of breath, as if the previous battle was just a drizzle.
Compared to Xu Jing, Zhu Mei was having a much harder time. After four rounds of battles, she had lost two and won two, which was considered average.
She could not blame herself for losing the two battles. Her opponents were way more powerful than her. Even if she had tried her best, she would not have been able to win. As for the two battles that she had won, it was not easy at all. The first battle was over two hundred rounds, and the second battle was even. No, Zhu Mei was slightly weaker than her opponent. Since the beginning of the battle, she had been at a disadvantage. After four hundred rounds, Zhu Mei had caught onto her opponent's flaws and launched a thunderous counterattack. She had completely turned the situation around and won the battle.
Needless to say, in terms of disciples, the North Snow Martial Academy had already completely surpassed the Emerald Martial Palace. Judging on the number of disciples, only the Emerald Childe from the Emerald Martial Palace had the right to participate in the knock-out competitions. Ji Xueyan and Liu Wuxiang had both been knocked out in the three challenges of the dragon gate. Meanwhile, there were two disciples from the North Snow Martial Academy who had the right to participate in the knock-out competitions, namely the North Snow Childe Su Wen and the North Snow Fast Blade Lynch. Judging on the quality, Su Wen might be a bit weaker than Zhuang Fei, but Lynch was definitely better than Zhuang Fei in every aspect.
In the four rounds of battles, Su Wen was the same as Zhuang Fei, he had lost one and won three. There were one or two that he barely managed to win, and he had almost lost. As for Lynch, who had mastered the blade intent, he seemed to be much more relaxed. Without using all of his power, he had already won four battles in a row. Without any surprises, he should be able to smoothly advance to the next stage of the knock-out competitions.
The last one was the head disciple of the South Rudra Martial School, Qin Yulian. Her power was not to be underestimated, and she had trained the Sky First Holy Water Spell, which was quite a high rank. She had lost one and won three out of the four rounds, so there was still hope for her to advance to the next stage.
"This year is not only the peak of the Hidden Dragon Rank competitions, it is also the peak of our Windy Nation's young generation!" Sitting in the first row of the audience, Luo Xinglie said emotionally.
The head master nodded, "Not to mention Zhuang Fei and Su Wen, the two famous young warriors, Xu Jing, Zhu Mei, Qin Yulian, and Lynch have all grown up. Plus, Ye Chen, this rare martial genius, it is indeed the peak of the Windy Nation."
"Among the seven of them, if Ye Chen is not the second one, then out of the other six, who do you think has a higher chance of making it to the next stage?"
The head master thought for a while, "First would be Xu Jing, then Lynch. The rest of them are almost at the same power level, so it is hard to say."
"About the same as I thought. Let's wait and see!"
"Eh? Ye Chen's battle has started. "
The two stopped talking and looked towards the group three battling platform.
On the battling platform.
Ye Chen was standing fifty meters away from his opponent, and his opponent was indeed the head disciple of the Sky Eagle Castle Castle, Yuanheng Ying.
"Ye Chen, don't think that you can beat me easily just because you are one rank higher than me. For this Hidden Dragon Rank competition, I have prepared quite a lot of ace attacks." Yuanheng Ying was very scared of Ye Chen. If it were any other contestant, he would not even bother to tell his opponent about the ace attacks that he had prepared. However, facing Ye Chen, Yuanheng Ying did not dare to be careless at all. He hoped that Ye Chen would know that he had hidden his ace attacks, and that he would not be able to do anything during the battle.
Ye Chen secretly laughed. How could he not know what Yuanheng Ying was thinking? Of course, this method seemed simple, but it was actually quite practical. Unfortunately, he had used it on the wrong person.
"Alright, what's the point of talking so much? The battle will be over soon. Let's do it!" Ye Chen decided to finish the battle as soon as possible. He was not interested in wasting time with Yuanheng Ying at all, because Yuanheng Ying was not at the same level as him at all.
"You!"
Yuanheng Ying's face turned red. Ye Chen's impatient tone had pissed him off. Since when could he, Yuanheng Ying, be looked down upon?
"Demon Eagle World! Hit!"
Growling, Yuanheng Ying pushed his Zhen Qi to its limit. The dark cyan colored Zhen Qi spread out from his body like the wings of an eagle. After that, an incomparably huge Zhen Qi eagle claw swooshed across the sky, releasing an ancient evil power.
Pop!
The sword light flashed, and the zhen Qi eagle claw was shattered. Ye Chen walked towards Yuanheng Ying step by step.
"Damn!"
Yuanheng Ying was shocked. Although he knew that his ace attack, Demon Eagle World, would not be able to stop Ye Chen's counterattack, it was still out of his expectation that it would be broken within a second. His heart was beating intensely, Yuanheng Ying was a bit panicked. However, when he saw Ye Chen walking towards him step by step, his panic was replaced by anger. 'So arrogant! Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?'
"Demon Eagle Revealing Fist!"
Taking a heavy step forward with his right foot, Yuanheng Ying clenched both of his fists and threw out a punch from the middle. That crazy dark blue zhen Qi was arranged in a weird pattern, and all of it was poured into his fist. In the next second, a horrifying eagle screech was heard. A slightly blurry demon eagle flew out. Before, Yuanheng Ying had only thrown out the claws of the demon eagle. But now, under his anger, he had created the entire demon eagle, which had increased the power by at least fifty percent. No wonder he was a bit confident.
"Let's see how you are going to block …" Before he finished his sentence, Yuanheng Ying's face froze. In his sight, that extremely aggressive demon eagle had been cut in half by Ye Chen's sword before, and turned into nothingness. Then, a bright sword light filled his sight, and he could not see anything anymore.
Swoosh!
His protective zhen Qi was broken, and Yuanheng Ying was blown away, crashing into the dark blue light wall.
One sword attack … Instant kill!
Seeing this, people from the Sky Eagle Castle Martial School did not look good. Yuanheng Ying had lost way too fast, which caught them off guard. However, Ye Chen's improvement had shocked them even more. Back in the Scorching Ancient Desert, Ye Chen could only fight against the outer masters of the Multiple Mountain Martial School, and was not an opponent for any of the inner masters. But in just one year, his cultivation had not only reached the Late Clasping Yuan Realm, but his attacking power had also increased drastically. Among all the people from the Sky Eagle Castle Martial School, besides the leader of the Sky Eagle Castle Martial School who was an Early Astral Reaching Realm warrior, no one dared to say that they could beat Ye Chen. In fact, they were all very clear that Ye Chen had not used all of his power yet.
"Yuanheng Ying did not lose for nothing. They are not at the same level at all." The leader of the Sky Eagle Castle Martial School frowned as he glanced at Ye Chen, who had just walked off the stage.
"Ye Chen wins!"
After announcing the result, the judge of the group three touched his chin and smiled. He thought that he had seen through Ye Chen, but it seemed like he was far from it. Yuanheng Ying, who had a great chance of making it to the top seventy-two, could not even handle one sword attack from him. Seriously speaking, there was no such thing as handling the attack, because Yuanheng Ying did not even see how the sword got there.
"It seems like he should be the number one in the group three!"
The fact that there were not many powerful young warriors in the group three was already known to everyone. Otherwise, the judge of the group three would not dare to make such a claim.
Off the stage, on the audience seating, everyone who had seen this battle was very surprised. They started to discuss it passionately.
"Another one who has hidden his strength. That sword was so fast."
"I thought that there were only Teng Mo and Gao Feng in the group three, but now, I do not dare to think like that anymore. At least, this guy named Ye Chen is not weaker than Teng Mo. He might even be stronger than him."
"Yeah, I think so too. His sword art was way too fast. Even I was shocked. I wonder how much of his power he had used."
"Maybe only seventy to eighty percent!"
Hearing everyone's words, Gao Feng shook his head. He did not think that Ye Chen had used seventy to eighty percent of his power. He might not even have used sixty percent of his power. He was a horrifying opponent. Of course, if he had used sixty percent of his power, Gao Feng would still have thirty percent chance of winning against Ye Chen. What he was afraid of was that his opponent did not even use sixty percent of his power. That would be horrifying.
"I don't think he would be that powerful."
Gao Feng shook his head again. He looked at Ye Chen seriously. He might be a contestant that he would have to face in the group competition.
Zhu Mei had also watched Ye Chen's battle. She could not help but ask, "Ye Chen, how much of his power did you use?"
"Half of half."
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