"Arrogant piece of trash!" Yan Chihuo sneered. Even he did not dare to underestimate Murong Qingcheng's power, so he had to treat it seriously. Otherwise, it would be possible for him to fail miserably. And the reason why Lin Yun had lost to Murong Qingcheng was because he had underestimated Murong Qingcheng's power. He did not take the battle seriously, and at the critical moment, it would be too hard to turn the tables.
One wrong move, and everything would be wrong!
If Lin Yun did not limit himself with ten attacks and put all of his focus into the battle, the result would still be unknown. Therefore, he had lost to himself.
The leader of the Sky Fall Martial School looked extremely pale. Lin Yun's failure was completely out of his expectation. He had already thought about it before the battle. With Lin Yun's power, even if he could not get the first place, he would definitely be able to get the second or third place. Among all of them, only Sikong Sheng and Yan Chihuo would be his opponents.
"Leader, there is still a chance for the third place. There is no need to get so angry." The head master of the Sky Fall Martial School let out a breath and tried to persuade him.
"I know. This battle will be a lesson for him. Do not underestimate the others."
The ranking system of the Hidden Dragon Rank was based on the points system, and it was quite common for people to have the same points. Therefore, Lin Yun still had the chance to get the third place, and maybe the second place as well. However, the chance was very low, since Yan Chihuo's power was right there. Besides Sikong Sheng, no one would be able to beat him.
Crawling up from the stage, Lin Yun puked out another mouthful of blood. It was not caused by his wounds, but by his anger. He had never thought that he would be defeated by Murong Qingcheng one day. Thinking about what he had said to her before the battle, he could not think straight. He felt both humiliated and embarrassed.
After devouring Lin Yun's dragon fountain Qi, the dragon-shaped shadow on Murong Qingcheng's body had expanded to twenty-three meters, which was only below Sikong Sheng, Yan Chihuo, and Ye Chen, ranking fourth.
Without saying anything to hurt his opponent, Murong Qingcheng walked down the stage directly.
The sixty-fourth round had ended, and the two-hour break began.
Inside the training room …
The leader of the Sky Fall Martial School said while healing Lin Yun, "You were too careless this battle. In the following battles, besides Yan Chihuo, I want you to win all of them."
"Leader, don't worry. If I have the chance to run into Murong Qingcheng again, I will not be careless anymore." Lin Yun tightened his fists, blue veins popping out on his forehead.
Two hours later, the 65th round began.
"The first battle, Sikong Sheng against Gu Youyun!"
Sikong Sheng and Gu Youyun were not only disciples of the Floating Mountain Martial School, but they also had the king level bloodline. One was the descendant of the Cang King while the other was the descendant of the Stone King. Unfortunately, the power gap between the two was way too huge. Otherwise, it would have been a crazy battle of king level bloodline.
"Sister disciple, you go first!" Sikong Sheng reached out his left hand.
Gu Youyun nodded. She naturally knew about her head disciple's power, and it was definitely not something that she could handle. However, in the last nine rounds of the Hidden Dragon Rank competitions, no one had ever given up on their own. She did not want to break that rule. Plus, there were not many chances for her to exchange attacks with her head disciple. He would not be able to beat her with only one attack. He would at least show some respect to his fellow disciples.
In front of Sikong Sheng, it would be a joke to talk about defense. Gu Youyun rarely took the initiative to attack, and each of her attacks was extremely powerful.
Sikong Sheng kept his right hand behind his back, using only one hand to receive the attacks. He did not plan to beat his sister disciple right away, so he only used a small amount of power.
After thirty attacks, Gu Youyun stopped her attack and stood still, "Head disciple, thank you for teaching me."
"You have made great progress. I think you will be able to get into the top three in the next Hidden Dragon Rank competitions." This year's Hidden Dragon Rank competitions would be the most popular one. After this one, besides him, Ye Chen, and Tuo Baku, the others would all be over twenty-four years old. Plus, once he reached the Astral Reaching Realm, the Hidden Dragon Rank would only be an empty title, and he would not need to participate anymore. The dragon fountain Qi would not be able to increase anymore, so he might as well give it to the disciples of the Floating Mountain Martial School and let them fight for the endless luck for the school.
…
"The seventh battle, Bing Ling against Lin Yun!"
Losing to Murong Qingcheng, Lin Yun looked even darker. Combined with the burning hot qi on his body, his whole body looked like a beast hiding in the fire.
"Kill!"
Once the battle started, Lin Yun threw out his most powerful attacks towards Bing Ling. Sky Fire Four Spears, Sky Fall Attack, and other ace attacks were performed continuously. The sky-covering flame almost lit up the entire battling platform. The flame shot up into the sky, spreading out in all directions.
If it were someone else, they would have already lost under Lin Yun's crazy attacks. The good thing was that Bing Ling had trained the ice element zhen Qi, which could suppress the fire element zhen Qi under the same conditions. Although Lin Yun's martial arts were one level higher than hers, it would still be impossible for him to beat her easily.
Looking from below the stage, the vast battling platform was covered in flames. In the center, there was a pile of ice and snow, which was protecting Bing Ling's body.
"Ice Crystal Fist!"
After taking a couple of heavy attacks from Lin Yun, Bing Ling used her most powerful ace attack. Her right forearm and fist were wrapped in ice crystals, attacking towards Lin Yun at two times the speed of sound.
"Dark Flame Kill!"
Lin Yun did not back out at all. A walnut-sized fireball had been accumulated on his iron spear, attacking towards Bing Ling's ace attack in a brutal manner.
Boom!
A burning mushroom cloud of flame rose up between the two, with ice shards splashing everywhere.
The next second, blood leaked out from the corner of Bing Ling's mouth. She had lost to Lin Yun's ace attack.
…
"The fourteenth battle, Mo Yan against Murong Qingcheng."
After Sikong Sheng and Gu Youyun's match, another pair of disciples from the same martial school had appeared.
Mo Yan had lost to Tuo Baku, Ye Chen, and Li Daoxuan one after another, which had made his popularity drop again and again. He was now out of the top eight. At the same time, he was feeling the same pressure as Lin Yun, very bad. His handsome face looked a lot more hideous now.
However, Murong Qingcheng and Mo Yan were completely different. She was one of the top two beauties of the Black Dragon Empire, one of the top two warriors of the young generation in the South Rudra Region. Even though she had lost the battle, her popularity was still the same. Plus, she had won two battles so far, and she had even beaten Lin Yun in the second battle. It had made her popularity even higher than Ye Chen.
Different experiences had created different mentality. Facing Murong Qingcheng again, Mo Yan had a very complicated expression on his face. Even he himself could not tell what was on his mind.
Murong Qingcheng said, "Head disciple, do your best!"
"Alright, I will not go easy on you." Her calling him head disciple was very irritating to him, and her tone was not that good either.
Murong Qingcheng shook her head in her mind, and did not say anything else.
Activating his Sky Demon Eyes, a dark red light shot out of Mo Yan's pupils. It was like a diamond, extremely condensed. He groaned with a low voice as both of his hands threw out a couple of attacks, performing his normal ace attack, the Sky Hand Attack. This attack had a huge coverage, which was the best one to confuse people.
Shoo!
Palm shadows filled the air. Mo Yan's body flashed once before appearing on the right side of Murong Qingcheng. He pointed his finger at the weak spot of the Sky Demon Power Field.
Murong Qingcheng and Mo Yan knew each other very well, so she would naturally not be confused by the Sky Hand Attack. She waved her right hand in the air, and the Sky Demon Power Field spread out along her palm, deviating Mo Yan's finger light.
"Mysterious Spirit Seven Finger!"
His body jumped up from the ground as Mo Yan performed his ace attack again.
"Sky Demon Palm Attack, Destruction, Sky Rebuke!"
Murong Qingcheng did not dare to waste any time. She performed the two ace attacks of the Sky Demon Palm Attack with both of her hands, one to break the attack, and the other to attack.
Moving like a ghost, Mo Yan avoided Murong Qingcheng's Sky Demon Palm Attack. Within a second, he threw out a dark purple finger light. That finger light was like lightning, shooting through Murong Qingcheng's Sky Demon Power Field, aiming for the vital spot on her waist, which was impossible to defend against.
"Sky Demon Protective Strangulation!"
In that critical moment, Murong Qingcheng used her body as the axis and spun in the air for two rounds. The Sky Demon Power Field outside her body twisted instantly, making that finger light fly past her body without hurting her at all.
As she spun, Murong Qingcheng did not stop attacking. She used the Sky Demon Catch with her left hand and the Sky Demon Palm Attack with her right hand. Both attacks were thrown out together, forcing Mo Yan to temporarily dodge and lose the chance to gain the upper hand.
"Demon Spirit Killing Finger!"
His feet lightly touched the surface of the platform as Mo Yan performed his ace attack. This finger attack had broken through Tuo Baku's defense, and its attacking power was no weaker than Li Daoxuan's. Unfortunately, the previous three opponents had made him suffer a lot. Tuo Baku's defense was too high, and Ye Chen was able to see through all of his attacks. Li Daoxuan's sword attacks were unpredictable, and it would already be great if he could defend against them, not to mention attacking. Right then, he had used it on Murong Qingcheng instead.
Murong Qingcheng of course would not dare to underestimate Mo Yan. In fact, she suspected that this year's Hidden Dragon Rank competition might be Mo Yan's nemesis, since all of the opponents he had run into were not good for him. Otherwise, there might be a chance for him to make it into the top five. But on the other hand, adapting to the environment and laughing until the end was the basic quality of a powerful warrior. Mo Yan's failure had proven that he did not have that quality yet.
Pooh!
Facing that finger attack, Murong Qingcheng had to perform her Sky Demon Power Field technique to break through that finger light. She then waved her right hand and a simple Power Field Cut was shot out, cutting open Mo Yan's protective zhen Qi layer and leaving a wound on his shoulder.
This attack was Murong Qingcheng holding back. However, Mo Yan did not care at all and continued to attack. The Demon Spirit Killing Finger attacked towards Murong Qingcheng's vital spot.
Murong Qingcheng frowned. Her body disappeared as she threw back two Power Field Cuts. At the same time, she performed her Sky Demon Catch and caught Mo Yan, who was still trying to escape. They knew each other very well, so how could Murong Qingcheng not know where he was going to escape to.
Mo Yan did not look too good, but he did not attack again.
…
"The twenty-first battle, Ye Chen against Li Daoxuan!"
It seemed like the head judge cared a lot about this battle. He stood up for the second time and announced the names of the two in person, his voice dragging out.
Boom!
The audience was shocked. They had waited so long for the battle between the top sword artists of the young generation. Without exaggerating, the battle between the two would basically decide who would be the No.1 sword artist in the whole South Rudra Region. Would it be Li Daoxuan or Ye Chen?
Li Daoxuan was the head disciple of the Heartless Martial School with sixty percent sword intent. He had lost to the No.1 blade artist Yan Chihuo by half an attack. His power was obvious, and no one dared to underestimate him.
Ye Chen was the new top young warrior, the leader of the top ten new stars. He also had sixty percent sword intent. Added with his extremely powerful sword art and horrifying ability to see through weaknesses, he was highly respected. He was so popular that he was ranked in the top four of the top young warriors.
The battle between the two top sword artists would be very exciting without even thinking about it. After all, sword artists were different from warriors. Their attacks were famous for their fast and accurate attacks. Even a little bit of carelessness could cause one to lose. There would not be a situation where the battle would last for a long time.
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