"So scary! He could even see through Mo Yan's movements! How did he do it?" A lot of people could not understand. If it was because he could see through other people's movements, then it would be because they had not fully mastered their martial arts yet. However, Mo Yan had trained the Sky Demon Eyes, and had a deep understanding of martial arts movements. He belonged to the skillful martial arts school, so how could he be beaten by another skillful martial artist so easily?
"Phantom Spirit Finger, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step, they were both seen through. Mo Yan lost completely."
"They are not even at the same level."
Right next to Li Daoxuan, a core disciple of the Heartless Martial School asked, "Head disciple, do you know what is going on? Could it be that Ye Chen's martial art realm is way beyond Mo Yan's, and he has already reached another level?"
"It is for sure that Ye Chen's martial art realm is beyond Mo Yan's, but the difference is not that big. The reason why Mo Yan lost was because he was not fast enough, and he was not powerful enough." As one of the top sword artists in the young generation, Li Daoxuan's eyes were obviously better than others'.
"Not fast enough? Not powerful enough?" That disciple was still a bit confused.
Li Daoxuan explained, "It was not fast enough, which caused Mo Yan to be one step slower. Although he had attacked first, he could not reach first. That was the key. It was not powerful enough because the Sky Demon Art was slightly weaker in terms of attacking power, and focused more on techniques. Therefore, he was not as powerful as Ye Chen in either aspect. Naturally, he would not be able to pose much of a threat to Ye Chen."
Hearing Li Daoxuan's explanation, the disciple finally understood, "I see. If he was fast enough, then even if Ye Chen could see through the weaknesses of his movements, he would not be able to react fast enough. However, if he was powerful enough, then he would not need to care about weaknesses, and could choose to fight head on. Otherwise, he would not be an opponent for Ye Chen at all."
"Yes, that should be it. On the surface, Bing Ling's fighting ability is weaker than Mo Yan's, but Bing Ling can exchange a lot of moves with Ye Chen. Mo Yan can't."
Li Daoxuan was more or less right. No one knew his own situation better than Ye Chen. Mo Yan's weak point attack might seem very strong in other people's eyes, but Ye Chen was not afraid of this kind of opponent. If Mo Yan was a little stronger, he could at least exchange a few moves with him.
Of course, there were some differences.
Comparing Mo Yan, Tuo Baku, and Lin Yun together, Ye Chen still thought that Mo Yan would be more difficult to deal with. The latter two were indeed powerful enough, but Ye Chen did not need to spend any effort at all. As long as he increased his attacking power to a certain level, he would be able to hit them easily. When facing Mo Yan, Ye Chen did not choose to use his Sky Shattering Clouds, which was a head-on attack, because he knew that it would be very hard to hit Mo Yan. Therefore, he might as well use his fast sword poetic perspective, which was not as powerful.
Facing different people, he would use different battle plans. This was Ye Chen's style. Obviously, attacking head-on would be the easiest.
Excluding the top three, Sikong Sheng, Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, and Murong Qingcheng would be the real tricky ones. It would be impossible for Ye Chen to win against them easily. He would have to use his own power to fight against them, since it would be impossible for him to control the whole situation.
However, Ye Chen still had some ace up his sleeve, such as his seventy percent sword intent.
"This guy is a special one. Those who are not as powerful as him would basically be crushed within one attack. There is no doubt about it." The head judge finally opened his mouth.
Hearing him, the other judges nodded. In their eyes, Ye Chen was indeed different. Normally, if a powerful warrior wanted to beat a warrior who was not that much weaker than him, it would not be a one-sided situation. It would take at least dozens of attacks to decide the winner. However, Ye Chen was able to ignore this rule. Those who were not as powerful as him would not even have the right to bother him.
"The battle has ended. Let's announce the next battle!" The head judge said.
A judge next to him stood up, "Ye Chen wins, the twenty-seventh battle …"
The battle continued, and Ye Chen went back to the audience.
Originally, after beating Mo Yan, he should be the center of attention. However, right now, it was not him, but Sikong Sheng and Lin Yun. More specifically, Sikong Sheng. So far, eight of the top ten seeded contestants had appeared, and the remaining two were indeed Sikong Sheng and Lin Yun.
Sikong Sheng, the head disciple of the Floating Mountain Martial School, was twenty years old this year. He had participated in three Hidden Dragon Rank competitions in total. The first time he participated in the competition, he was only fifteen years old. It was a dark horse and he had won the second place. What was even more frightening was that he had not even reached the Clasping Yuan Realm back then. He had beaten a lot of young warriors who were at the Clasping Yuan Realm with his Late Condensing Reality Realm cultivation. Since then, his name had spread across the whole South Rudra Region. In the second Hidden Dragon Rank competition, he was only eighteen years old. He had thought that there would be a fierce battle, but he had used his indisputable power to go through all the obstacles. He had beaten the top young warrior of the previous Hidden Dragon Rank, the "Fire Spirit Prince" Yan Chihuo, the eldest prince of the Black Dragon Empire, and the "Heartless Sword Artist" Li Daoxuan and the others. He had become the king warrior of the young generation in the whole South Rudra Region. His fame had spread across the whole South Rudra Region. This was the third Hidden Dragon Rank competition he had participated in. No one knew his real power, but it was said that he had already reached the limit of the Clasping Yuan Realm, and was training his zhen Qi to prepare for the Astral Reaching Realm.
No matter what, Sikong Sheng's power was obvious to everyone. Everyone thought that he would still be the king of this year's Hidden Dragon Rank, and no one would be able to shake his position.
Although the head disciple of the Sky Fall Martial School, Lin Yun was not as bright as Sikong Sheng, and not as aggressive as Yan Chihuo, he was still ranked fifth in the last Hidden Dragon Rank. As the top martial genius of the South Rudra Region, who knew what kind of progress he would make in the next three years? Just like Murong Qingcheng three years ago, she was only ranked twenty-seventh at that time. But this year, she had suddenly become one of the top young warriors, and was one of the most popular candidates for the top five. Lin Yun, who was ranked even higher than Murong Qingcheng, would not be easy to deal with.
The title of the top young warrior in the South Rudra Region was way too famous, and there would definitely be a lot of people staring at it. If Sikong Sheng wanted to keep his position, he would have to have enough power. Right now, his first challenge had come, and it was Lin Yun, who was not friendly at all.
The battle between the two had attracted a lot of people's attention.
"The thirty-first battle, Sikong Sheng against Lin Yun."
As the battles had ended one after another, the head judge had finally announced the winner of the thirty-first battle himself.
Boom!
Not only the warriors who were watching the battle, all of the young warriors had their eyes fixed on the battling platform without blinking. The sound of their heartbeats could even be heard.
"Sikong Sheng has finally shown up. Even if Lin Yun could not win, he would at least be able to force out most of his power." Someone said.
"Indeed. If it were someone else, it would not be worth watching anymore."
"I wonder how far Lin Yun could push Sikong Sheng. Let's wait and see!"
After hearing his name, Lin Yun's aura exploded. His body flashed once, shooting out like a meteor onto the battling platform. His aggressive posture was shocking.
Different from Lin Yun's arrogance, Sikong Sheng did not seem to care about Lin Yun at all. He put his right hand behind his back and walked right in front of Lin Yun with one step.
The two top young warriors had officially confronted each other.
"Sikong Sheng, I thought our battle would last until the end. I did not expect it to be brought forward. This is good as well. It would save me the trouble of hiding my power." The clothes on Lin Yun's body started to vibrate as his Qi power was ready to explode. A burning hot qi that was completely different from Yan Chihuo spread out.
Sikong Sheng put his right hand behind his back while his left hand was casually placed on the side. He said lightly, "You are not my opponent. If it were Yan Chihuo, I would be interested to have a try."
"Huh, I will let you know my real power." Lin Yun's eyes shone with a bright light, which contained the poetic perspective of a meteor falling from the sky. It attacked towards Sikong Sheng aggressively. At the same time, he roared as an iron spear appeared in his hand. The iron spear was covered in a dark red flame as he threw out a spear attack.
"Sky Fire Four Spear!"
As soon as the spear was thrown out, the dark red flame started to spin crazily, turning into countless fire patterns and shooting out. The burning temperature had even ignited the fire yuan qi in the air, adding to its power.
"Destroy!"
Sikong Sheng reached out his left hand, his five fingers opened as he grabbed towards the fire patterns in the air.
Pooh!
The fire patterns had been extinguished.
Right then, Lin Yun's following three spear attacks had arrived. Each spear attack was more violent and faster than the previous one. A huge amount of fire yuan qi had turned into pure fuel, merging into the spear aura. It had turned a small half of the battling platform into a world of fire. Inside the world of fire, three meteor-like spear light shot out.
"Interesting! Sky Pushing Palm! "
The Sky Pushing Palm was a top martial art of the Floating Mountain Martial School, but it was not the top martial art. It was only at the high-rank Earth Realm level. However, when Sikong Sheng performed it, the whole space had been cleared out instantly. The flames had been pushed back, unable to move any further.
Meanwhile, those three meteor-like spear light had been shattered bit by bit under the vibration of the palm power. They then disappeared completely.
The other leaders of the rank 6 martial institutions' pupils shrank. Sikong Sheng's martial art mastery had obviously reached perfection. The wonders of the Sky Pushing Palm had been fully displayed.
"Sky Fall Attack!"
His attack had been dissolved, so Lin Yun took a deep breath and poured all of his zhen Qi into his iron spear. He and the spear had become one, bringing with them an unstoppable aura as he attacked out. The young warriors who were close to him had been affected by the poetic perspective. They felt like they were in a world of chaos, and huge flaming meteors had appeared in the sky.
With his right hand still behind his back, Sikong Sheng's expression started to turn serious. His left palm turned into a fist, holding it tightly together as he threw out a punch.
"Sky Tyrant Fist!"
As he threw out this punch, the surrounding sky and earth seemed to have been merged into the fist aura, carrying the will of the sky as it attacked towards Lin Yun.
The air in front of him twisted and turned blurry. The space vibrated, and the people under the stage could not even see where Lin Yun was. They could only see Sikong Sheng standing there quietly like a king on the stage.
Boom!
A crack appeared on the tough battling platform. Lin Yun held the iron spear in his hand as he puked out a mouthful of blood and was blown back. His poetic perspective had been completely destroyed.
"Sky Tyrant Fist! This is the secret martial art created by the Mysterious King. Combined with Sikong Sheng's status as a king warrior of the young generation, no one would be able to compete with him."
"Lin Yun was able to force Sikong Sheng to use his Sky Tyrant Fist. He did not lose too badly. He could only blame Sikong Sheng for being too powerful and being above the young generation."
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