Yun Ruoxi was in a state where she was about to expose herself. There was no way for her to continue the fight.
Furthermore, even if she continued to fight, she was ultimately not Nangong Qian's match. Hence, she simply chose to give up. "I admit defeat."
Hearing Yun Ruoxi's words, not only did Nangong Qian not intend to stop, he even sped up and charged towards Yun Ruoxi, mercilessly thrusting his sword towards Yun Ruoxi.
According to the rules of the competition, the duel would end once one party admitted defeat.
The moment Yun Ruoxi threw in the towel, the duel was already over. However, Nangong Qian pretended not to hear it, clearly intending to harm Yun Ruoxi.
"Stop!" The invigilator immediately shouted and charged towards Nangong Qian at the same time, wanting to stop Nangong Qian.
However, Nangong Qian's speed was too fast. Before the invigilator could stop him, the sword in Nangong Qian's hand was already inches away from Yun Ruoxi's eyes.
In that instant, Yun Ruoxi instinctively closed her eyes. The powerful pressure from the sword blew her hair backwards.
However, the pain that she expected did not appear. Yun Ruoxi opened her eyes anxiously and found that the sharp sword was quietly hovering in front of her eyes.
The tip of the sword only needed to move half an inch forward to pierce through her pupils. However, no matter how hard Nangong Qian tried, he could not move the sword forward at all.
This was because at this moment, there were two small fingers gently holding the sword.
And the owner of these two fingers was a black-haired young man dressed in black. This young man was undoubtedly Lin Yun!
The entire arena suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Whether it was on or off the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yun who had suddenly appeared.
No one saw Lin Yun's movements clearly. No one even knew how Lin Yun got on the stage. There was only one thought in their minds: So fast!
Even the referee, who was about to stop the match, was completely stunned as he looked at Lin Yun in astonishment.
Everything that happened just now happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint.
He, a dignified high ranking Martial Master, was standing at the edge of the Martial Stage. It was already too late to stop him. But the young man in front of him, who was only at the seventh level of the warrior realm, had actually stopped all of this!
"The match is over. You can leave now," Lin said expressionlessly as he held the blade of his sword between two fingers.
Hearing Lin Yun's words, Nangong Qian was instantly enraged. But before she could fly into a rage, Lin Yun used two fingers to clamp the blade of the sword and forcefully snapped it.
Pa!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the sword in Nangong Qian's hand was instantly broken in the middle. The terrifying force caused Nangong Qian's arm to go numb. She couldn't help but take a few steps back. She almost couldn't even hold the broken sword in her hand steadily.
Seeing this scene, everyone below the stage was shocked to the point of being tongue-tied.
The sword in Nangong Qian's hand was a mid-grade profound rank artifact made by a master!
This artifact could not be said to cut iron like mud, but it was still indestructible. It was many times harder than steel.
However, this artifact was broken by this young man with two fingers. This was simply inconceivable!
"You dare to destroy my artifact, I …" Nangong Qian rushed up in a flustered and exasperated manner. Just as she was about to attack Lin Yun, she was stopped by the referee at the side.
"The match is over. You have already won. Please leave the stage as soon as possible." The referee said to Nangong Qian in a lukewarm tone.
Hearing the referee's words, Nangong Qian could only give up. She fiercely glared at Lin Yun, but she couldn't do anything to Lin Yun.
Lin Yun didn't even look at Nangong Qian. He directly turned around and carried Yun Ruoxi off the stage. Then, he placed his palms on Yun Ruoxi's plump breasts and infused True Qi into her to treat her injuries.
Under Lin Yun's treatment, the bloodstains on Yun Ruoxi's face quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It didn't take long for her face to return to its original state. There wasn't even a scar left.
Seeing Yun Ruoxi's appearance return to its original state, Nangong Qian in the distance was seething with anger. She strode in front of Lin Yun and said to Lin Yun in a threatening tone, "Brat, you dare to ruin my plans. I will make you pay the price!"
"I'll wait for you in the finals." Lin Yun's face was expressionless as he calmly spat out these words.
A gust of cold wind whistled over and violently hit the two of them, causing their clothes to flutter and their hair to dance wildly.
A strong smell of gunpowder permeated the entire scene, causing the atmosphere to become extremely oppressive.
"Well, I hope you can pass the semi-finals. Otherwise, I won't be able to torture you in the finals!" After saying this, Nangong Qian angrily turned around and left.
After Nangong Qian left, a young man in tight clothes walked in front of Lin Yun.
This young man was about sixteen or seventeen years old and was in the middle of the ninth level of Martial Warrior. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a head of capable short hair. He looked very spirited. Both his wrists and ankles were covered with heavy metal bracers.
The thick-browed young man looked at Lin Yun with a burning gaze. He seemed to be extremely excited. He cupped his fists towards Lin Yun and said, "I am the young master of the Li family, Li Yi Feng."
"I clearly saw your movements just now. You are a very good opponent. I am very interested in you. May I know your name? "
"I'm not interested in you." Lin Yun coldly replied, then directly ignored Li Yi Feng and turned to leave.
Li Yi Feng was petrified in place, his face alternating between green and green. He had completely fallen into a state of bewilderment.
Before asking for the other party's name, he had never thought that the other party would be so cold and even refuse to tell him his name.
He just looked at the back of Lin Yun, not only was he not angry, but his eyes became even more fiery. "Interesting, I really hope to fight with you."
Just as Li Yi Feng was stunned, the voice of the invigilator sounded.
"The third group's name list, the young master of the Li family, Li Yi Feng …"
Hearing his own name, Li Yi Feng's body trembled, and he was instantly filled with fighting spirit.
His figure flashed and instantly disappeared from where he was. Almost at the same time, he appeared on the martial stage.
His movements were very fast, so fast that no one could see how he got on the stage.
After the thick-browed young man went on stage, the other four opponents also went on stage one after another.
These four opponents were all at the peak of the eighth level of Martial Warrior, all below the thick-browed young man.
"There are no six geniuses in this group. It seems that Li Yi Feng will be the winner."
"After all, Li Yi Feng is the fastest genius among the younger generation in Royal City. Although his strength is not as good as the six geniuses, he is not far from them. "
Amidst the discussion of the crowd, the competition soon began.
As the referee's voice sounded, Li Yi Feng's figure disappeared from where he was, turning into a blurry shadow and appearing in front of his first opponent.
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