Time flew by, and the competition entered the seventh round.
"I admit defeat!"
Below the stage, a contestant looked at Ye Chen, raised his hand and said to the referee.
The judge nodded. He didn't find it strange at all. Apart from this match, in the sixth round, there were also people who chose to surrender. They were Bing Ling, Gu Qing, Ye Chen, and a few others. Now that the second stage of the elimination round had entered its later stages, it was unwise to waste time and energy on opponents they couldn't win against. Wouldn't it be better to save it for others?
The next battle was between Wu Liangyu and Gao Feng.
Judging from the previous battles, Gao Feng, who had mastered the entry level sword intent, was obviously slightly more powerful than Wu Liangyu. However, power was power, and battling was battling. Although the two were directly related, it was definitely not equal. It was not that rare for a weaker warrior to win against a stronger warrior. Plus, the gap between the two was not that big. It would still take a battle to decide who would win.
Right from the start, Wu Liangyu had used his Black Crow Great Art to increase the distance between him and Gao Feng. Gao Feng also knew that his speed was not as fast as Wu Liangyu, so he decided to use the strategy of taking it slow and steady.
"Death Storm!"
The wings combined with the twin blades, Wu Liangyu's attacking power had been pushed to its limit, attacking towards Gao Feng.
"Ghost Shock Wind!"
If Wu Liangyu's attack was the stacking of the cutting wave, then Gao Feng's attack was the stacking of the sword wind. It could be gathered and scattered at will. When it was gathered, it would be an unstoppable sword qi, and when it was scattered, it would be a bone-piercing sword wind that could destroy great steel. Once the two clashed, the cutting wave and the sword wind flew everywhere, cutting the entire platform.
Whoosh!
A human shadow flashed as Gao Feng rushed out from the chaotic qi flow. He appeared in midair within a second, throwing out a sword attack towards Wu Liangyu. Unfortunately, Wu Liangyu had sensed it, so he dodged it and returned with two dark light blade Qi attacks.
Gao Feng's body twisted in the air, spinning intensely like a spinning top. He drew an exaggerated path in the surreal sky, attacking Wu Liangyu again.
Middle-rank Earth Realm Movement Art, Void Twist!
"Competing in Qinggong! Do you think you can compete with the Black Crow Great Art? "Wu Liangyu said with disdain. His hands shook as his body flew up like lightning.
"Flying Sword-Drawing Technique!"
Unexpectedly, Gao Feng was already prepared. He didn't stop spinning, and his whole body rose into the air. His right hand gripped the hilt of his sword, and a stunning sword light flashed.
Puchi!
Wu Liangyu's left wing had been cut off, and his balance had been broken. His speed was drastically reduced, and the next second, he felt a sharp pain coming from his chest.
"Thank you for letting me win!" Gao Feng returned his sword to its sheath and landed on the ground.
Wu Liangyu landed on the platform as well. He looked down and saw a red dot on his chest. He said with a low voice, "I lost. I did not expect you to have this kind of attack."
In Jianghu, although Sword Drawing Art manuals were not as common as cabbages, but if you looked hard enough, you could still find them. However, famous Sword Drawing Arts were relatively rare. For example, the Sword Drawing Art that Gao Feng performed was definitely not higher than low-rank Earth Realm, but if it was used well, its power would not be weaker than mid-rank Earth Realm or even high-rank Earth Realm Martial Skills.
If he had known that Gao Feng had this attack, Wu Liangyu, who was prepared for it, would not have lost the battle so easily. This was the uncertainty factor in a battle. You would never know if the opponent still had other hidden cards.
"Gao Feng wins!"
The original group three referee revealed a look of admiration. It was rare to see a swordsman as agile as Gao Feng.
"The Flying Sword-Drawing Technique is so cool!"
"Why did he not use this attack when he was fighting against Ye Chen? Maybe it would have worked?"
"Are you stupid? Did you not see how fast Ye Chen's reaction was? How fast was his sword attack? Plus, would Ye Chen give Gao Feng the chance to win? "
Every time after an exciting battle, the warriors who were watching would talk about it, and this time was no exception.
Chin … Chin … Chin …
The battle here had already ended, but Lynch's battle had just begun.
His opponent was a sword artist. Although his sword intent had not even reached twenty percent, which was not as powerful as Lynch's blade intent that was almost at the entry level, because of his high cultivation and high rank sword art, he was able to suppress Lynch completely.
The blade and sword clashed, bringing up a bunch of burning sparks.
Lynch's forehead was dripping with sweat, but his eyes were still determined. Even though he was at an absolute disadvantage, he did not have the thought of giving up. He kept waving his blade and blocking out the attacks.
"Lose for me!"
Blowing away Lynch's long blade with one sword attack, the sword artist pointed out his finger.
Shoo!
The finger light was extremely sharp, piercing through Lynch's protective zhen Qi layer.
"Innate Qi!"
With a strange light in his eyes, Lynch did not back out. He opened his mouth and spat out a beam of white light.
What?
The sword artist was shocked. His finger attack could wound Lynch badly, but that white light was as fast as lightning, and it could wound him badly as well. He did not plan to trade injury for injury. His power was higher than Lynch's. Even if he lost this chance, he could still win the battle without any injuries.
Shoo!
All of a sudden, the sword artist's body moved to the side, and the white light brushed past his ear.
However, right then, the long sword that had been pushed away by Lynch suddenly flew out of his hand and landed in his left hand. The blade light flashed once, and the sword artist looked at his chest in disbelief. The clothes there had been cut open, and his skin felt cold.
Breathing heavily, the young sword artist felt very annoyed. He stared at Lynch angrily, unable to control his emotions. It seemed like he was about to attack.
"Huh!"
The judge snorted. With the help of his zhen yuan, his voice was like thunder on a sunny day, waking the young sword artist up.
"You're good this time. Next time, don't blame me for being ruthless." After saying those words, the young sword artist waved his sleeves and got off the stage.
Lynch was expressionless as he put his blade back into its scabbard.
Just like that, Lynch used an unimaginable method to turn defeat into victory, and won the battle with great difficulty.
Meanwhile, the audience had already started talking about it.
"Damn! That works too?"
"Why not? Does the competition have to be one move after another, and whoever is stronger will win?"
"Powerful! This is an eye-opener for me. Unfortunately, there were too many people watching the battle. Otherwise, I could use it as my trump card."
Although the crowd did not have the innate qi that Lynch used, they could find some similar martial techniques, such as a sword in one's mouth, a sword formed from sound, or a hidden weapon in one's mouth. During the battle, one just had to push their zhen qi and spit it out. As for the weapon after that, it was even easier to change hands. Almost everyone could do it. Of course, it would not be easy to train it to an extremely fast level.
All in all, after this battle, Lynch had become famous as well.
Not far away, Ye Chen took back his sight from Lynch. He knew that Lynch had hidden something, and it turned out to be so. It seemed like the young warriors who had been hiding their power did not want to lose anymore. Out of the twenty-four people, only twelve would make it to the next stage and become powerful warriors on the Hidden Dragon Rank. If they did not use their full power now, it would be too late for regrets.
Shifting his attention, Ye Chen looked over to where Xu Jing was fighting.
Just like the previous battles, Xu Jing was still the same. Her power had been kept stable, and had not weakened at all. She also did not use her ace attack like Gao Feng and Lynch did. In fact, she would definitely make it to the Hidden Dragon Rank, so there was no need for her to reveal her ace attack right now.
Boom!
A fist landed on her opponent's crossed arms. Xu Jing's right arm shook, and a gold light exploded, blowing her opponent away and smashing him onto the light wall.
"Xu Jing wins!"
Up until now, Xu Jing had only lost one battle, and that was against the head disciple of the Fire Spirit Martial Hall, the Fire Spirit Prince, Yan Chihuo.
"Ye Chen and Xu Jing will definitely make it to the Hidden Dragon Rank, and Lynch also has more than eighty percent chance. I really did not expect that the Windy Nation would have such potential." On the audience seating, the leader of the Rudra Martial School, Long Biyi, looked at the three of them with a judging look, and a light smile appeared on her face.
The head master of the Rudra Martial School, a beautiful middle-aged woman, said, "Yeah! When we first came to the Windy Nation, there were no martial geniuses at all. It has only been a couple of years, and now there are so many martial geniuses. Even a top martial genius like Ye Chen has appeared. But geniuses are always envied, and I am afraid that there will be people who want to kill them. "
Long Biyi sneered, "Geniuses need to go through hardships in order to achieve great things. But if someone tries to bully you, then don't blame me."
Looking at Long Biyi's cold face, the head master of the Rudra Martial School did not say another word. She was very clear that the leader of a rank 7 martial institution, which seemed to be very powerful in other people's eyes, could easily destroy it. Coming to the Windy Nation and establishing the Rudra Martial School was only a temporary interest of hers. Of course, the old leader was also very supportive of it.
The seventh round had finished, and so had the eighth round. The ninth round had begun.
"The third battle of the ninth round, Ye Chen against Bing Ling!"
Boom!
Once the judge's voice came out, the audience started to clamor.
"Finally, they are going to fight each other! I thought it would be in the ranking competition."
"I wonder who is more powerful between Ye Chen and Bing Ling. Both of them are top young warriors, and their attacking power is extraordinary."
"I think Bing Ling is more powerful. Her attack and defense are both flawless. Ye Chen might not be able to break her defense."
"I think Ye Chen will win. His power is obvious."
Everyone was expressing their opinions.
On the battling platform …
Ye Chen and Bing Ling stood fifty meters away from each other.
Creak … Creak …
Bing Ling did not dare to underestimate Ye Chen. She pushed her ice element zhen Qi as soon as she got on the platform, creating layers and layers of oval shaped frost around her body. The shocking cold qi had even frozen the ground. Countless rice-sized ice crystals fell from the sky, flying everywhere.
"Ice Rock Crack!"
With everything prepared, Bing Ling attacked first. Her body flashed, and her fist that was wrapped in ice broke through the air, attacking towards Ye Chen.
Whoo!
An invisible sword intent spread out, causing a light pattern to appear in the air. Ye Chen took a step forward, holding his Star Scar Sword in his hand as he threw out a heavy attack.
"Sky Shattering Clouds!"
Boom!
Ice shards splashed everywhere. Bing Ling backed out, while Ye Chen only backed out three steps.
The Sky Shattering Clouds with fifty percent sword intent was even more powerful than the Lone Peak Kill with fifty percent sword intent. After all, the Lone Peak Kill was only a fatal attack, and was not suitable for fighting head-on. Right now, he was not confident that he could beat Bing Ling with fifty percent sword intent, because her defense was way too powerful. She could even block out Gu Qing's full attack. Plus, Ye Chen did not want to expose his sixty percent or even seventy percent sword intent. It was not the right time yet, so using the Sky Shattering Clouds would be the wisest choice.
After pushing back Bing Ling with one sword attack, Ye Chen's body split into three, attacking from three different angles.
"This is the real body." Bing Ling could tell with a glance that the two zhen Qi shadows did not have any weapons. Only the real body had weapons, which was slightly different from Gu Qing's Separating Body Art. Of course, it did not mean that Ye Chen's Separating Body Art was not as good as Gu Qing's Separating Body Art. It was just a different focus.
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