Late in the morning, the Five Peaks Tournament was in full swing in the Dragon Gate Hill Martial Hall. However, the bottom of Sword Comprehension Cliff was as calm as still water.
Zhou Yang was the only one left under the smooth jade wall. From afar, he looked like a motionless stone statue.
"Zhou Yang, why aren't you awake yet? It'll be too late if you don't wake up now …"
Outside Sword Comprehension Cliff, Zhang Kuo anxiously watched Zhou Yang pacing back and forth at the bottom of the cliff. He had been running back and forth dozens of times. If not for the peak master's order not to interrupt Zhou Yang's cultivation, he would have woken Zhou Yang up a long time ago.
Time passed slowly. Fifteen minutes later, the jade wall suddenly shone brightly, resonating with the sword gleam above Zhou Yang's head. Then, the light sword above Zhou Yang's head kept changing.
"The Five Major Sword Principles …"
Zhang Kuo was shocked. Although he had not comprehended any of the Five Major Sword Principles, as a disciple of the Tiangang Sword Sect, how could he not recognize the Five Major Sword Principles?
But how could one person possess the Five Major Sword Principles …
After a while, the light sword finally disappeared into Zhou Yang's body.
"Phew …"
Zhou Yang took a deep breath and turned to look at Zhang Kuo.
Zhang Kuo was stunned. He felt that Zhou Yang's eyes were as dazzling as the sun, so he instinctively lowered his head.
"What happened, Zhang Kuo?" Zhou Yang walked to Zhang Kuo and asked with a smile.
"Zhou Yang, don't … don't you know that today is the Five Peaks Tournament?" Zhang Kuo came to his senses and asked anxiously.
Zhou Yang frowned and calculated the time before coming to a realization. "I've been in seclusion for so many days that I've forgotten the time. How's the battle going?"
"Let's talk as we walk."
Zhang Kuo turned and left after saying that, with Zhou Yang following closely behind.
"Today's battle shouldn't be very intense, right? After all, it's only the first day."
Zhou Yang wondered along the way.
"That's for the other peaks. The battle on our Heavy Sword Peak is extremely intense. When I arrived just now, Senior Brother Gai Yang was already injured. I think the next battle should be between Senior Brother Gai Yang and Leng Hao. I'm afraid …"
"How could this be?" Zhou Yang was a little surprised. Without him, Gai Yang should be the strongest. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be his turn so soon.
"It was Cao Ming. They ran away at the last minute. Now there are only four of us, and we lost the first three rounds. Senior Brother Gai Yang is strong, but he can't stand the continuous fighting. He won the last three rounds, but he was seriously injured when the disciples of Morning Sun Peak fought with their lives on the line," Zhang Kuo said anxiously.
Zhou Yang also knew that the situation was urgent, so he immediately sped up and flew to the Martial Arts Arena.
A moment later, the two of them arrived at the fighting ring of the Martial Arts Field. At this time, the battles in the other rings had already ended. Only the duel between Heavy Sword Peak and Morning Sun Peak was still going on.
"Boom …"
With a loud boom, Gai Yang's sword swept across the ground and sent a Morning Sun Peak disciple flying out of the arena. Immediately after, Gai Yang knelt on one knee as blood flowed from his mouth.
"Senior Brother Gai Yang really did his best. He didn't even have time to rest in the four rounds. Fortunately, you came back in time. Otherwise, Senior Brother Gai Yang wouldn't have been able to turn the tide in the next round." Zhang Kuo sighed.
Zhou Yang nodded. Gai Yang was indeed strong, but he didn't have a strong body like Zhou Yang's. It was impossible for him to withstand several high-intensity battles.
One had to know that all the disciples who participated in the Five Peaks Competition were worth less than eight million. It could be said that there was not much difference in strength between them.
Gai Yang was already very strong.
"Next round, begin!"
At this time, Elder Lian shouted and Leng Hao flew to the ring with a cold look in his eyes.
"Gai Yang, are you going to admit defeat yourself, or do I have to beat you until you do?" Leng Hao looked at Gai Yang disdainfully.
Gai Yang struggled to get up, his eyes filled with reluctance. "I, Gai Yang, never admit defeat. If you want to beat Heavy Sword Peak, you'll have to kill me first."
"How sad. Gai Yang, look at how your Heavy Sword Peak is still one of the five peaks of Tiangang Sword Sect. I advise you to change sects and join Morning Sun Peak."
The moment that was said, the Morning Sun Peak disciples roared with laughter.
"Don't forget that our Heavy Sword Peak still has Zhou Yang. Even if you beat me, you won't be able to beat Zhou Yang."
At the mention of Zhou Yang, Leng Hao's expression sank. "So what if he's Zhou Yang? Isn't he a coward at this point in time? Do you think he really dares to fight us to the end? "
"Do you think I don't dare?"
An indifferent voice sounded from the crowd. Everyone turned their heads and looked at Zhou Yang.
"Zhou Yang …"
Instantly, there was an uproar. In the audience stands, Peak Lord Yan stood up abruptly before laughing out loud. In contrast, Yu Guihai's beaming expression turned extremely grim after Zhou Yang appeared.
"Zhou Yang, you really dared to send yourself to your death?" Leng Hao's sword-wielding hand trembled.
Zhou Yang shot a glance at Leng Hao before flying to the ring to help Gai Yang up. "Senior Brother, are you alright?"
"Haha …" Gai Yang laughed out loud. "I'm fine. I just feel a little guilty. Since you attacked on the first day, he's not worthy of you fighting him."
"You …" Leng Hao was instantly enraged. As a Sword-Bearing Disciple, he was not worthy of being Zhou Yang's opponent. This was an insult.
"Senior Brother, go and rest. Leave the rest to me," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
Gai Yang nodded and strode off the ring.
The ring fell into silence. Zhou Yang took a deep breath and focused his gaze on a high platform not far away.
That was the ring belonging to Moonlight Peak. However, Moonlight Peak had indeed been empty-handed on the first day, so it became a spectator stand.
However, there were only a few people on the spectator stand, including the Third Prince, Long Jue, and Ye Zhining.
After half a year, the two met again. The hatred in Ye Zhining's eyes deepened.
However, Zhou Yang's eyes appeared extremely calm and indifferent.
His understanding of the Mountain Sword had greatly changed his state of mind. Even in the face of an apocalypse, he could remain calm, let alone a mere Ye Zhining.
"It looks like there's been a change." Zhou Aotian, who was beside Ye Zhining, frowned.
"I'm going to kill him."
Ye Zhining's eyes became even colder. She was about to step forward but was stopped by Long Jue.
"If you want to kill him, you have to do it in front of everyone. If he's strong enough to make it to the final battle, you can kill him for him. If he can't, someone will naturally bring him to you for you to deal with," Long Jue said coldly.
After a while, Ye Zhining nodded. "You're right. He's not qualified for me to kill yet."
"Zhou Yang, your opponent is me."
At this moment, Leng Hao shouted from the ring.
"You …"
Zhou Yang smiled faintly and couldn't help but shake his head.
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