In the previous round, the Hidden Fire Hall disciples did not give the other party a chance to surrender. The three of them surrounded and killed a Zhentian Clan disciple.
And now, Ling Han had given him a chance, yet his opponent refused to admit defeat. Thus, he would deal the killing blow, and kill that person with a single strike of his sword!
Huo Haishan, the Palace Master of Hidden Fire Temple, saw this scene and immediately stood up in anger. A cluster of flames rose from the top of his head!
It was a pity that he could not run into the arena to save the Hidden Fire Hall disciple even though he had witnessed the scene.
He would die if he did not surrender.
This was the truth in the Imperial Army's arena. This was not just a competition!
"Kill!"
Ling Han did not show any mercy. He turned around and pointed his sword at another Hidden Fire Hall disciple.
"I surrender, I surrender!"
The Hidden Fire Hall disciple surrendered in a hurry and ran towards the edge of the Imperial Army's arena in a panic.
Once one surrendered in front of tens of thousands of people, he would lose the right to participate in the competition. He could either leave the Imperial Army's arena with his head in his hands or stay in the arena with his head in his hands.
Holding one's head was an action of surrendering.
Apart from that, the disciples who had lost the ability to fight were considered to have surrendered. Although they were still in the arena, they would not be targeted by others as they could not stand up.
However, they could not attack again in the arena. Otherwise, it would be considered a violation of the rules and they would be deprived of a certain number of Martial Discussion Arrows.
The Hidden Fire Hall, Broken Blade Sect, and Qingcheng Pavilion disciples were all thrown off their feet by Lu Guanming's Grand Breath Field.
Under Ling Han's threat, one Hidden Fire Hall disciple was swiftly killed and three Broken Blade Sect disciples, two Hidden Fire Hall disciples, and four Qingcheng Pavilion disciples were scared off.
They had been injured by Lu Guanming and had temporarily lost the ability to fight. It would take them a few hours to recover.
At that moment, the arena had nothing to do with them.
Lu Guanming had single-handedly caused one person to be killed and nine people to surrender. However, he seemed to have paid a huge price for it.
Was he still alive?
Many of the tens of thousands of spectators had their attention on Lu Guanming.
As for Ling Han, who had come out to take advantage of the situation after Lu Guanming's outburst, he did not stand out at the moment and naturally did not attract anyone's attention.
However, right after that, Ling Han finally began to enter the sights of others.
"Kill him!"
The remaining nine disciples from the Hidden Fire Hall, the Broken Blade Sect, and the Qingcheng Pavilion charged at Ling Han simultaneously.
They had already lost ten people. If they did not kill Ling Han or chase him away, how would they have the face to stay on the battlefield?
This time, they had to kill him!
This Ling Han couldn't possibly be as abnormal as that Lu Guanming, right?
At this moment, apart from Ling Han and the remaining nine disciples, there were also disciples from the Thousand Thread Sect and the Falling Rain Sword Sect who wanted to take advantage of the situation.
The disciples of the Thousand Thread Sect and the Falling Rain Sword Sect were naturally targeting the disciples of the Broken Saber Sect, the Hidden Fire Hall, and the Alluring Pavilion.
As for Ling Han of the Zhentian Clan, no one cared about him anymore. He was the only one left. What could he do?
The battlefield fell into chaos once more, whereas, amongst the nine people that had pounced at Ling Han at the same time, four of them were being held back by the disciples of the Thousand Thread Sect and Rainfall Sword Sect.
"There are only five of you … Come at me!"
A cold light flashed in Ling Han's eyes. He waved the longsword in his hand and a layer of frost instantly covered the surface of the longsword, emitting a terrifying chill.
"Moon — Divine Charm!"
Starting from that long sword, it gradually spread to Ling Han's entire body. Very quickly, he was completely covered by a layer of frost. At the same time, a terrifying divine aura of the Regulations of Yin spread out, suppressing the five people who had surrounded him.
Moon Divine Charm!
The Divine Charm of the Earthly Seal Level Law!
This was undoubtedly extremely shocking to a Martial Cultivator in the Lv 1 True Spirit Secret Realm. Once it was unleashed, it would be extremely terrifying.
Even the combined forces of the five disciples from the Broken Blade Sect, the Hidden Fire Hall, and the Qingcheng Pavilion were completely frozen by the Moon Divine Charm!
They were first hit by Lu Guanming and even if they did not lose the ability to fight, they were still slightly injured.
Now that they were covered by the Moon Divine Charm, their bodies were instantly covered in a layer of frost and their movements instantly became stiff.
"Heaven's Might Sword Skill!"
Ling Han's Heaven's Might Sword Skill had also been cultivated to the Great Perfection Realm. At this moment, when he swung his sword, it actually split into five swords. Each sword contained boundless Heaven's Might and descended upon the five people!
"Admit … defeat!"
The five of them admitted defeat at the same time. If they did not admit defeat, they would all be killed by Ling Han alone. The consequences would be more serious than losing a few Martial Discourse Arrows for their sects!
As the five of them admitted defeat, the combined forces of the Broken Blade Sect, the Hidden Fire Hall, and the Qingcheng Pavilion were once again close to being annihilated.
Among them, the Qingcheng Pavilion still had two people left. They were entangled by three to four Thousand Thread Sect disciples and were soon forced to admit defeat.
The last person from the Broken Blade Sect was fighting with a Rain Sword Sect disciple alone. However, because he was injured by Lu Guanming, the Broken Blade Sect disciple had no choice but to admit defeat after injuring the Rain Sword Sect disciple.
As for the person from the Hidden Fire Hall, he was chased by two Rain Sword Sect disciples. He still wanted to escape, but he was harassed by Liao Lele, who was flying over, and blocked his way.
As such, the last Hidden Fire Hall disciple could only choose to admit defeat in the face of the sword skills of two Rain Sword Sect disciples at the same time.
The Hidden Fire Hall, Broken Blade Sect, and Qingcheng Pavilion were once again annihilated!
Among them, the Hidden Fire Hall's disciple with the highest comprehension was killed by Ling Han. It was an extremely heavy loss!
This caused the Sect Leaders of the three sects to look extremely gloomy. The Pavilion Leader of the Qingcheng Pavilion, Fang Qiaoyun, also began to ponder. Could it be that she was wrong to ally with the Hidden Fire Hall and the Broken Blade Sect?
No matter what, the third round of the battle royale had nothing to do with the three sects anymore.
Apart from Ling Han and Liao Lele, there were still two disciples from the Ice Sect who were constantly in the process of escaping.
Apart from them, there were four Thousand Thread Sect disciples and three Rain Sword Sect disciples. One of the Rain Sword Sect disciples had already been injured by the Broken Blade Sect disciple.
In this round, only five people would be able to survive until the end!
Ling Han's Celestial Yin Charm put too much pressure on the others. This caused the four Thousand Thread Sect disciples and the three Rain Sword Sect disciples to surround Ling Han at the same time.
Liao Lele and the two Ice Sect disciples stopped in their tracks now that there were no opponents chasing them. They watched from the side, ready to immediately rescue Ling Han if he was attacked.
In terms of numbers, coupled with Ling Han's powerful strength, the Zhentian Clan was not at a great disadvantage in this aspect!
"Attack with all your strength, I only want to kill him!"
The Rain Sword Sect disciples pointed the swords in their hands at Ling Han, and three streaks of Sword Qi flew toward Ling Han!
"Mighty Heaven Sword Technique!"
Ling Han swung the longsword in his hand, and Sword Qi flew out. Although he blocked the three streaks of Sword Qi, he was forced to take a few steps back.
Thousand Thread Divine Charm!
Like spider webs, shadows shot toward Ling Han from the ground, from the sky, and from all directions!
At this moment, Ling Han's Celestial Qi was almost used up. Facing such fierce attacks, he seemed to have no strength to continue fighting.
"Ling Han, surrender!"
Many people from the Zhentian Clan stood up and shouted.
Lu Guanming's fate was unknown, so nothing could happen to Ling Han!
However, hearing the concerned words from the Zhentian Clan, Ling Han stood in the middle of the field and raised the sword in his hand!
"I, will, never, lose!"
These five words came out of Ling Han's mouth, shocking the tens of thousands of people in the Imperial Army dojo.
Even if he was exhausted, even if he was surrounded by several people, Ling Han still refused to admit defeat. His courage was really outrageous!
For such a person to appear in the Sky Suppressing Sect, it really caused others to be envious and jealous. However, it was a pity that these two people were going to die on the stage of the Seven Sect Martial Competition, it really caused others to sigh with regret …
No!
Suddenly, everyone realized that Lu Guanming, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly stood up and shook his head in a daze.
Lu Guanming didn't die?
He stood up!
He stood up and didn't admit defeat, it meant that he was still standing in the field, and he was a member of the Zhentian Clan!
"This is … Grand Breath Turtle Qi, after attaining perfection, one can enter a state of suspended animation like a turtle!"
Beside Long Yu, Bu Fang explained with a serious expression.
Grand Breath Turtle Qi, when cultivated to perfection, reached the highest level of this martial skill, it was actually like a turtle, pretending to be dead to deceive the enemy!
Unexpectedly, Lu Guanming had actually cultivated the Supreme Breath Turtle Qi to the Transformation Stage after controlling the Boulder. It was completely unexpected, and it caused a wave of thunderous cheers and applause in the Imperial Army Martial Field.
Powerful, really too powerful!
Such a terrifying guy with outstanding defense didn't die, and even stood up. Was he really going to continue fighting?
Did Lu Guanming still have strength left?
"Ling Han!"
Lu Guanming roared furiously. When he saw that Ling Han was actually surrounded by four disciples of the Thousand Thread Sect and three disciples of the Falling Rain Sword Sect, he instantly charged over with his sturdy body.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The hearts of tens of thousands of people seemed to beat with Lu Guanming's footsteps. Everyone knew that the result of the third round would be revealed in the next moment.
"Go!"
Liao Lele and the other two Ice Sect disciples who were hesitating also knew that this was not the time to lose.
If they didn't go up now, when Ling Han and Lu Guanming were eliminated, they would also be eliminated. There was no chance at all. It was not easy to reach this situation, and the two Ice Sect disciples didn't want to lose.
The disciples of the Zhentian Clan were really too powerful. It was indeed the right choice for the sect master to cooperate with the Zhentian Clan!
Five against seven, the Zhentian Clan and the Ice Sect seemed to be at a disadvantage, but Lu Guanming and Ling Han's aura made them look as terrifying as a thousand men and horses.
"Kill!"
Lu Guanming raised his hand, and a Rock Shield Wall appeared in front of him. Then, this Rock Shield Wall turned into fierce earth fists, smashing towards the opponents.
These earth fists, together with the great yin charm that Ling Han released with the last of his profound energy, smashed towards the disciples of the Thousand Thread Sect and the Falling Rain Sword Sect like giant hailstones.
The seven of them surrounded Ling Han, but encountered Lu Guanming with a terrifying aura, and Liao Lele and the others who came from the outside. Immediately, they were thrown into chaos, and were separated, fighting for themselves.
In this way, their defeat was already decided.
"Admit defeat!"
Lu Guanming caught up to a Thousand Thread Sect disciple. Seeing Lu Guanming's dark face, that person was immediately frightened, and hurriedly admitted defeat.
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