In the afternoon, Yang Li was immersed in cultivation and did not watch the match between Traceless Wind and the other top eight disciples.
However, even if Yang Li did not watch, he knew the result. Apart from him and Yan Zhan, none of the disciples of the four sects could last one round against their opponents.
The difference in strength was too great. Apart from Yang Li and the other two sects, the other disciples could only be considered slightly talented cultivators.
However, regardless of whether it was Traceless Wind or the geniuses of the two sects, they could already be considered as geniuses. There was an insurmountable gap between them, so defeat was inevitable.
The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, the bell rang at the same time, and all the disciples went to the Huo Li Sect's arena.
The top eight matches had officially begun!
The layout of the arena In The Field was the same as it was a few days ago, except that the arena in the middle had become a super large arena. Preparation areas for the Feng Clan and the two sects had been added to the two sides.
Although the two sects had enmity with the four sects, they would not embarrass each other on such an occasion. Like the disciples of the four sects, various spirit fruits were placed on the stage. However, the preparation areas for the two sects and the four sects were placed on the two sides of the arena. This was to prevent conflicts from happening before the matches.
Because Yang Li was cultivating, he was a little late. By the time he arrived, the arena In The Field was already overcrowded.
There were many more disciples watching the matches of the top eight than the group matches. Some Spirit Realm and Soul Controlling Realm elders of the Huo Li Sect had also come.
Although everyone looked at the disciples of the two sects with hatred in their eyes, no one was stupid enough to attack them. After all, the two cultivators from the two sects were in the Half-Law Realm. If anyone dared to attack them in public, they would definitely die.
After a while, when he saw that no one else had entered the arena, Huo Poyun flew high into the sky and cleared his throat. His deep and resounding voice was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears under the influence of his spirit energy.
"The group matches are now over. Today, the top eight matches will be held. The rules of the top eight matches are that you may use your own weapons, but weapons with killing formations are not allowed! All weapons must be checked by the referee and can only be used after they are confirmed!
"There will be two matches in the quarterfinals every day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. After the two days of battles, there was another day of rest before the semifinals began! Now, let's announce our opponents for the quarterfinals! "
"Due to the arrival of two large sects in the Southern Fire Region, the Cloud Sect and the Wind Flame Sect, as well as the Feng Family, one of the two largest crafting families in the Southern Fire Region, yesterday, the number of participants has been slightly altered."
"The first battle, Cloud Sect disciple Hua Jinghui versus the young master of Feng Family, Traceless Feng!"
"The second battle, Tenlan Sect's disciple Yang Li versus Blood Sun Valley's disciple Zhao Yuanqing!"
"The third match will be between Yan Zhan, a disciple of the Fire Li Sect, and Zhou Jingyun, a disciple of the Fire Li Sect!"
"The fourth match, Xue Qinghan, disciple of the Green Flame Sect, versus Tong Feng, disciple of the Wind Flame Sect!"
"Because there might be unpredictable situations in the upcoming quarter-finals, the referees for all the following battles will be a few Half-Law realm VIPs. The first referee will be Daoist Qi Mei!"
"Referee, please step onto the stage! Let the first battle begin! "
Huo Poyun didn't say much and directly announced the start of the battle. The battles were also arranged in detail. They planned to eliminate the disciples of the two sects in the first battle, and at the same time, create some hostility between the Feng Family and the Cloud Sect.
The two people from the Feng Family were not surprised when they heard the arrangement. They had already guessed that the four sects would arrange for Traceless Feng to fight against the disciples of the two sects. They also understood Huo Poyun's approach, so they didn't say anything.
When Traceless Feng heard the start of the first battle, he directly floated onto the stage like a wisp of wind. He stood on the stage and waited for Hua Jinghui's arrival. Because of his handsome appearance, his eyes also carried a hint of evil, which attracted the attention of many female disciples.
Even the eyes of a few Half-Law Realm cultivators lit up when they saw his movement technique, and they secretly exclaimed that he was extraordinary.
When Hua Jinghui saw Traceless Feng's elegant movement technique, he also didn't want to be outdone. He also used his movement technique and quickly jumped onto the stage like lightning. Then, he proudly looked at the surrounding disciples with contempt in his eyes. He also looked at the female disciples of the Huoli Sect, but all of them avoided his gaze in disgust.
Seeing him like a locust, it wasn't because he wasn't strong, but because he was really ugly, which made him depressed.
"A group of shallow and blind trash!" Hua Jinghui bitterly gritted his teeth. His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt as he looked at Feng Wuhen. He ridiculed, "Young Master Feng, I remember hearing that you were at Spirit Movement Realm Level 9 last year. Why are you still at Spirit Movement Realm Level 9 now? Is it because you can't break through to the Spirit Realm? "
Traceless Feng glanced at him, but didn't say anything. The disdain in his eyes became even stronger, but his silence, in Hua Jinghui's eyes, was a tacit agreement. He then said: "Young Master Feng, if the Feng Clan can't help you break through, you can join our Cloud Sect, right? With your identity as a young master of an influential clan, maybe the Sect Master and Elder Ke will help you."
"Are the people of your Cloud Sect all like you, full of nonsense? Like your brain was shot? Didn't those old farts in your sect teach you about seniority? Who the fuck is your identity? Why are you being so weird with me? "Traceless Feng suddenly felt that he couldn't take it anymore. He was not someone who would be bullied.
"So what if I've been stuck at Spirit Movement Realm Level Nine for a year? I'm happy to! As for the Half-Law Realm, the two from your sect can move back a bit. Do you think I lack Half-Law Realm cultivators to help me? "
"If you dare to say another word of nonsense to me, do you believe that I will make you die on this stage today?"
Traceless Feng's eyes were unkind as he angrily rebuked Hua Jinghui. He hated this kind of arrogant person the most.
Hua Jinghui was speechless after hearing Traceless Feng's words. His gaze towards Traceless Feng also became ruthless. He thought: "Damn, I won't argue with you. When the fight starts, I will beat you until you call me grandpa!"
Daoist Qi Mei also came to the stage at this time. He naturally heard the quarrel between the two. He also felt that Hua Jinghui was an idiot. The forces behind the Feng Clan combined with the two major sects would be tied up and beaten. This idiot actually dared to provoke the young master of the Feng Clan. Even if he wanted to die, he shouldn't do it like this!
After all, he was an experienced person. Even if he disdained Hua Jinghui in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. Seeing that the two were ready to fight, he quickly said: "Let me check your weapons."
Hearing this, the two handed over their weapons. Hua Jinghui's weapon was an extremely rare pair of hooks while Traceless Feng's weapon was a long sword.
After the inspection, Daoist Qi Mei returned the weapons to the two and said without further ado: "There are no killing formations in the weapons. The first match, begin!"
Having said that, Daoist Qi Mei disappeared on the spot and appeared at the edge of the stage.
The moment Daoist Qi Mei's voice fell, Hua Jinghui also moved. His figure appeared next to Traceless Feng like lightning. The black hooks carried surging spirit energy and attacked Traceless Feng's waist.
Traceless Feng's reaction was also very fast. Under Hua Jinghui's attack, he didn't advance. Instead, he retreated. His whole body soared into the air and stepped on Hua Jinghui's hooks. He flipped to Hua Jinghui's back and stabbed his long sword towards Hua Jinghui's heart.
Hua Jinghui immediately set up a spiritual barrier to block Traceless Feng's attack. Then, he turned around and attacked Traceless Feng's head and Traceless Feng's waist with his two hooks.
"Swift Lightning!"
A trace of cruelty flashed through Hua Jinghui's eyes. The spiritual energy on the two hooks suddenly turned into electric arcs. The powerful lightning caused the surrounding space to be slightly distorted, and the speed of the two hooks also increased.
Traceless Feng frowned slightly. The power of the spiritual technique that Hua Jinghui had erupted at this moment had already surpassed the attack of an ordinary Illuminating Spirit Realm cultivator at level two. It posed a great threat to him.
"Qingfeng!"
Traceless Feng directly used his movement technique and turned into a gust of wind as he retreated. Although he had dodged Hua Jinghui's attack, the robe around his waist was torn.
Seeing that Traceless Feng had dodged, Hua Jinghui's figure once again rushed towards Traceless Feng. A low voice rang out, saying, "Traceless Feng, you only have a good background. Throw that aside, who do you think you are? Thunder Flash! "
Hua Jinghui's own speed had become extremely fast along with his spiritual technique. The speed at which his weapon attacked Traceless Feng had also increased by a lot. The whistling lightning covered his whole body as he pounced towards Traceless Feng like a bolt of lightning. Everyone watching the battle was shocked.
Yang Li was also a little shocked. If he had faced this move from Hua Jinghui before he had the divine sense, he would definitely have been injured.
The disciples In The Field were also discussing it.
"Hua Jinghui's move is indeed very strong. I'm afraid that not many people below the Illuminating Spirit Realm can block it."
"Yes, it's too fast. I think that even those below the Illuminating Spirit Realm would not be able to block it."
"No wonder the Cloud Sect would send him to participate in the battle. Although he's a little ugly, his strength is indeed unquestionable."
"It's not that he can't block this move. If he uses his divine sense to rise into the sky, or uses a strong defensive spiritual technique, blocking it would definitely not be a problem."
As if confirming the last disciple's words, Traceless Feng slightly sighed and said, "Sigh, his strength is indeed not bad. To be able to force me to use my trump card, you should be proud."
Following Traceless Feng's words, a strange energy appeared on his body. His whole body directly flew into the sky, causing Hua Jinghui's attack to be completely useless.
Hua Jinghui stopped his movement technique with a gloomy expression. He never thought that Traceless Feng would have divine sense at the Spirit Movement Realm Level 9. This also meant that it was not that Traceless Feng could not cultivate his divine sense, but that he did not want to advance to the next realm!
Of course, this was only his wishful thinking. Traceless Feng really wanted to advance to the next realm, but the awakening of his bloodline delayed his time.
"Shameless! He actually suppressed his realm to participate in the competition! " Hua Jinghui was very angry. All of his spiritual techniques were based on the dual hooks, which were considered close combat attacks. However, Traceless Feng had divine sense and could advance to the next realm. He could not even get close to him, let alone defeat him.
Traceless Feng was high up in the sky. Unless he threw the weapon in his hand, he would not be able to attack Traceless Feng.
"You are trash, so don't resent other people's geniuses!" Traceless Feng's light words made Hua Jinghui even more angry.
Then, he suddenly exploded and said, "Don't think that I can't defeat you just because you have divine sense! Thunderstorm! "
Hua Jinghui poured all of his spiritual power into the dual hooks and threw them out. The lightning on the dual hooks quickly spread and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a storm and swept towards Traceless Feng with the force of a thunderbolt.
The pupils of the spectators Within The Field shrank. Some Spirit Realm cultivators even murmured, "This kind of attack, even if one has divine sense, it would be very difficult to dodge. He can only take it head-on."
Another person added, "And its power has actually reached the Spirit Realm Level 4!"
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