Even though Ren Wo Xing had opened the fourth stage of the "Seven Injuries Body Forging Formula" and his speed had reached 60 times the speed of sound, he still couldn't dodge Jian Yan's "Ten Thousand Blade Burst".
In the end, Ren Wo Xing was defeated by Jian Yan.
"Jian Yan wins." Ren Tianxing sighed and announced the result of this match.
He knew that his direct disciple could only stop here.
However, he was already very satisfied with this result.
After all, Ren Wo Xing's talent couldn't be compared to Jian Zizai and the others. Without the support of a martial spirit, he still relied on his strong willpower and perseverance to reach this step. This was enough to make him proud.
After a few more matches, everyone stretched their necks. This was because they knew that after such a long time, Lin Yun would have to fight again. This time, his opponent would be very important.
If he met Jian Zizai, Takeshi Suki, Wei ShenMo, or Sima Luo, everyone thought that Lin Yun could only stop here.
However, they all knew that with the high level of the Sacred Alliance's appreciation of Lin Yun, Lin Yun's opponent should be the direct disciple of the Zither Faction – Ye Qin.
"Fourth round of the finals, 27th match, Jiang Yun against Ye Qin!"
Sure enough, when Ren Wo Xing announced the contestants for this match, the entire audience was in an uproar.
Everyone's face revealed a look of anticipation. After all, this match was related to the top five of the General Alliance Convention.
If Lin Yun could defeat Ye Qin, it would mean that this time's General Alliance Convention ranking would include Lin Yun in the top five.
Top five, what kind of honor was this?
In the history of the General Alliance Convention, there had never been a disciple of the Alliance Martial House who had entered the top ten of the General Alliance Convention, let alone the top five.
Even Wang Jizhong, who was known as the strongest monstrous talent the Alliance Martial House had seen in the last hundred years, was only ranked 18th in the last Martial Assembly.
This time, the disciples of the Alliance Martial House were all looking forward to Lin Yun's performance. They hoped that he would be able to create history for himself. Then, from now on, the disciples of the Union Martial House wouldn't dare to laugh at them and call them trash.
As for the disciples of the General Alliance, they all hoped that Ye Qin would be able to defeat Lin Yun. After all, this concerned the reputation of the disciples of the General Alliance.
Soon, Lin Yun and Nocturne arrived at the arena and looked at each other.
Lin Yun was wearing a white robe. His face was expressionless and his hands were clasped behind his back as he calmly gazed at Ye Qin.
Ye Qin held the eight string zither in her arms. Her eyes were equally cold. With a gentle wave of her right hand, the eight string zither floated into the air and stopped in front of her.
For a moment, everyone present began to discuss.
"Do you think that Jiang Yun will be able to win this time?"
"This time, I'm afraid that Jiang Yun will lose without a doubt. Although his defense is very good, this time he will be facing the direct disciple of the Zither Faction, Nocturne."
"That's right. Nocturne's sound wave attack can ignore his physical defense and directly attack his insides. "
"If Jiang Yun wants to win, the only way he can do so is if his internal organs are as hard as the surface of his body."
In the midst of everyone's discussion, Ren Tianxing directly announced the start of the match.
After the match began, Nocturne smiled charmingly. She placed both her hands on the eight string zither and gently plucked the strings.
In an instant, the sound of a zither tune, like that of a mighty army, suddenly resounded throughout the entire arena.
These sound waves turned into countless sound blades that broke through the void and cut through the air. With lightning speed, they shot towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun did not hesitate. With a gentle wave of his right hand, the storage ring on his finger shone brightly.
In the blink of an eye, a treasured sword appeared in Lin Yun's hand.
At this moment, Lin Yun had no intention of showing mercy. With a wave of his sword, thousands of swords hummed in unison. A dazzling sword aura in the shape of a falling moon reached ten times the speed of sound and instantly slashed towards Nocturne.
However, the sword did not land on Nocturne's body. Instead, it slashed directly at the eight string zither in front of her.
The sound of the zither stopped abruptly. Nocturne frowned. The strings had been broken, and the sound waves had disappeared.
"How is this possible? Isn't that the eight string zither Nocturne's Martial Soul? How could it be broken by a single slash? "
"Could it be that Jiang Yun's sword is so powerful? It can even break a Martial Soul. "
"That's too scary! What's going on with that sword? "
Everyone was dumbfounded. They could not understand what had happened.
After all, a Martial Soul was not something that an ordinary weapon could compare to. A Martial Soul was formed from the condensation of Immortal Qi, so it could ignore any physical attack. Unless there was a huge difference in cultivation level between the two parties, or if the opponent had mastered some unique secret techniques.
However, the crowd quickly became confused. Now that Nocturne's Martial Soul and weapon had been broken, there should be no suspense in this battle.
However, the Zither Sect's disciples, Lin Yun, and Yeqin were all calm. It was as if they knew that the battle wasn't over yet.
"Even her zither has been broken in half. Are you still not going to admit defeat?" Qingyi said with a frown.
At the same time, a Qin Sect disciple suddenly sneered, "A bunch of idiots!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nocturne, who was still in the arena, suddenly flicked her finger in the air.
It was just a flick, but the crowd heard the sound of the air being torn apart.
Immediately after, an invisible sound blade appeared out of nowhere and shot straight at Lin Yun.
Lin Yun had already been prepared for this. He simply tilted his body and easily dodged the attack.
As for this sound blade, it brushed past his body and slashed the floor not far behind him.
Following a loud explosion, the crowd could clearly see that a ten-meter deep ditch had appeared on the ground.
While everyone was still in shock, Nocturne's eyes were filled with a cold glint. Her fingers continued to play, and the sound of her zither was beautiful.
In a short period of time, nearly a hundred sound blades appeared one after another. In the blink of an eye, they were densely packed and shot towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun was not the least bit afraid. He gathered Immortal Qi under his feet and raised his speed to the limit. He weaved back and forth in the midst of the rain of sound blades, dodging them one by one.
Suddenly, a series of explosions rang out behind Lin Yun. Dust and smoke shot into the sky, covering the sun as a large number of ditches appeared on the ground.
It was obvious that these ditches had been formed when Nocturne's sound blades had landed on the ground.
Most of the people in the arena were flabbergasted by what had happened. They all had looks of disbelief on their faces.
Xiahou Xuan's pretty face was also filled with astonishment. She asked in shock, "How could this be … Wasn't Nocturne's Martial Soul severed by Brother Jiang Yun? How is she still able to release these sound blades? "
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