The seventh match of the first round was about to begin. Xiahou Xuan and Chen Cheng both stepped onto the arena and stared at each other.
Chen Cheng was quite handsome, and when he saw Xiahou Xuan, he did not hide the coldness in the depths of his eyes that wanted to invade.
"Let the match begin!"
With the chief examiner's order, the competition officially began.
"World Reversal!"
At the start of the competition, Xiahou Xuan's eyes glowed brightly. When Chen Cheng met her eyes, he felt his vision go white. Then, the world in front of him underwent a tremendous change.
In the world he was in, there was a blue sky beneath his feet, and the entire arena was floating above him. Everyone was upside down, appearing above his head.
"It's an ocular technique!" Chen Cheng frowned when he suddenly realized that Xiahou Xuan had already unsheathed her long sword and was thrusting it at his chest.
Without any hesitation, Chen Chengyi immediately raised his weapon to block the attack.
However, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.
Chen Cheng looked down at the blade in his abdomen in disbelief.
"How is this possible …" Chen Cheng was shocked. The sword had been thrusting at him from the front, so how had it appeared behind him?
The match ended so quickly that no one expected it to end so quickly.
Chen Cheng, whose cultivation level was higher than Xiahou Xuan's, had not been able to withstand a single attack.
"The match is over. Xiahou Xuan wins!"
After the examiner announced the results, the audience started to discuss among themselves. They all had puzzled expressions on their faces.
"What's going on? Did Chen Cheng throw the match? "
"Xiahou Xuan ran to his back and stabbed at him. How did he block it from the front?"
"What the hell is Chen Cheng doing?"
In reality, everyone had only seen Xiahou Xuan fly to Chen Cheng's back and stab him with ease.
The speed of the stab was not fast. Even Xiahou Xuan's level-five opponent, Wu Huang, could easily block it.
However, they did not understand why Chen Cheng had not been able to block it.
At the same time, Xiahou Xuan also walked down the stage and came to Lin Yun's side.
"Big Brother Jiang Yun, Xuan 'er won!" Xiahou Xuan was like a child, waiting for Lin Yun's encouragement.
Lin Yun crossed his arms and said expressionlessly, "The opponent was too careless."
In truth, Chen Cheng hadn't even brought out his Martial Soul. It was obvious that he hadn't expected Xiahou Xuan to use an eye technique.
Xiahou Xuan's strongest move had always been her ocular technique, not her martial soul's ability. This was something Lin Yun had learned from Jiang Yun's memories.
The eye technique that Xiahou Xuan cultivated was called "World Reversal".
As long as one fell into Xiahou Xuan's eye technique, everything the enemy saw would be reversed.
Not only up and down, but even the front and back would be reversed.
This was also why everyone had seen Xiahou Xuan stab Chen Cheng from the back, but Chen Cheng had blocked the attack in front of him.
This was because in Chen Cheng's field of vision, Xiahou Xuan had attacked from the front.
If Chen Cheng hadn't underestimated Xiahou Xuan from the start and hadn't even brought out his Martial Soul, it would not have been so easy for Xiahou Xuan to win this match.
Seeing Xiahou Xuan's disappointment, Lin Yun comforted her, "If you win the next match, you can enter the top 100."
Xiahou Xuan nodded and firmly said, "Xuan 'er will definitely do her best!"
The eighth and ninth matches were also carried out one after another.
As for the opponents that had yet to participate, there were three core disciples from the Alliance Martial House. The inner court disciples, core disciples, and direct disciples of the Array Faction had yet to participate.
The remaining six people would also participate in the last three matches of the first round of the tournament.
Because both sides of the regional competition were arranged by the high level figures of the Sacred Alliance, the Array Faction disciples would not encounter each other in this round of the tournament.
The eighth and ninth matches were the disciples of the Alliance Martial House against the inner court disciples and core disciples of the Array Faction.
Even though the Array Faction was the weakest of the twelve sects of the Sacred Alliance, they were still stronger than the disciples of the Alliance Martial House.
The result could be imagined. The two disciples of the Alliance Martial House were also defeated one after the other.
In the last match of the first round of the tournament, the Array Faction's final direct disciple finally stepped onto the stage.
"Tenth peak, Array Faction regional competition, first round, tenth match, Li Zhongshan against Chen Hongshui!"
"Senior-apprentice brother Chen Hongshui is going on stage!"
"Senior-apprentice brother Chen Hongshui has reached the ninth level Wu Huang realm, but his opponent is only at the peak of the fifth level Wu Huang realm. It seems that there is no suspense in this match."
"Do you want to guess how long this person can last against Senior-apprentice brother Chen Hongshui?"
For a time, the Array Faction disciples began to discuss.
However, before Chen Hongshui stepped onto the stage, the Alliance Martial House's Li Zhongshan directly raised his hand and shouted, "I admit defeat!"
This Li Zhongshan was very self-aware. He knew that within the Alliance Martial House, he was considered one of the higher ranked disciples. However, if he were to face the ninth level Wu Huang, then as a direct disciple of the Array Faction, Chen Hongshui, he would not have the slightest chance of winning.
Rather than wasting time here, it was better to preserve his own strength.
After all, with his cultivation at the peak of the fifth level Wu Huang realm, if he wanted to win in the second round of the regional competition, he had a very good chance of winning.
Li Zhongshan's actions did not arouse the ridicule of the crowd. After all, everyone present knew that these were direct disciples of the twelve sects. Even if their names were taboo, it was enough to cause many of the participating disciples to feel fear.
These twelve direct disciples had always been the leaders of the younger generation of the Sacred Alliance. There was no doubt about this.
"The first round of the regional competition has ended. The ten winners of the first round, please take a short break. In the second round, the ten of you will be the first to fight!"
During this period of time, the Martial House Masters of the various Alliance Martial House also cheered for their disciples.
After a while, the chief examiner returned to the stage and announced the start of the second round of the regional competition.
"Tenth peak, second round of the Array Faction regional competition, first match, Xiahou Xuan against Chen Ming!"
Xiahou Xuan took a deep breath. She did not have much confidence in herself, because this time her opponent was too strong.
Xiahou Yang also frowned and said in a low voice, "Seventh level Wu Huang, middle stage … this time it will be difficult. Xuan 'er, this time you can't force yourself. If you can't beat him, you must say so. Don't hurt yourself. "
Xia Hou Xuan nodded her head before she anxiously stepped onto the arena.
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