However, Lin Fei did not give Ma Yuan any time to hesitate. Suddenly, a sharp saber Qi shot out from under his feet. He followed this saber Qi and arrived before Ma Yuan in an instant.
"Dang!"
At the critical moment, Ma Yuan finally reacted. He grasped his saber with both hands and blocked his opponent's attack. When the weapons clashed, sparks flew.
"Bang!"
However, just at this moment, another strand of sharp saber Qi shot out from under Lin Fei's feet. His body instantly floated into the air.
That strand of saber Qi was incredibly sharp. It came from below and came from a strange angle. Even with Ma Yuan's rich combat experience, he was flustered and caught off guard.
"Again!"
Ma Yuan had just retreated when Lin Fei, who was floating in the air, waited for a long time. He landed beside Ma Yuan and hacked down with his one-meter-long saber with a strong aura.
The strand of saber Qi that came from under Lin Fei's feet appeared almost at the same time as the saber strike. Furthermore, this attack came from the side of Ma Yuan.
Ma Yuan tried to catch the saber strike, but the saber Qi that shot out brushed past him. A bloody hole appeared in his chest, and blood flowed out. "Dang! Dang!
Dang! Dang! "
After losing in one move, Ma Yuan lost the entire match. Lin Fei did not show mercy, not giving Ma Yuan any chance to counterattack.
After six moves, seven bloody holes appeared in Ma Yuan's chest. His clothes were dyed red with blood, and his complexion paled.
Seeing that Lin Fei was about to descend again, Ma Yuan said unwillingly, "I admit defeat!"
Lin Fei, who was in the air, instantly withdrew his move. He somersaulted once in the air before gently landing on the ground. Lin Fei had defeated his opponent in seven moves. Furthermore, he was not injured at all. Ma Yuan had not even managed to touch the corner of his clothes.
"The new generation replaces the old. However, this newcomer rose up too quickly. The old generation died on the beach."
"Indeed. After all, he was ranked thirty-ninth in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition. In the end, he did not even manage to touch the corner of Lin Fei's clothes. This newcomer is too horrifying."
This unexpected result caused the cultivators in the spectator stands to sigh after a long silence.
"Ha ha! This is still good. You did not watch the matches of the twentieth group. The Eastern Sea's Little Dragon King, Xuanyuan Zhantian, defeated his opponent in one move every time."
"Quite a few experts from the previous tournament didn't believe it. In the end, there were no surprises. No matter where you came from, the power of your halberd is unstoppable."
"There are too many new talents this year. It's the same for group 1. There's a young lady from the Myriad Demon Palace. She's definitely not more than 16 years old. But he actually won more than ten rounds in a row before losing to a direct disciple of one of the ten great sects. "
"It looks like the age of geniuses is real. The second elimination round will begin the day after tomorrow. After the seeded participants participate, the competition will probably be even more intense."
Liu Suifeng secretly clicked his tongue, "What a strange Saber Technique. How is one supposed to block it? There is one move on the surface and another hidden move. I have never heard of such a Martial Technique before. Could it be that he created it himself?"
Yun Kexin looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, what are your chances of victory against him?"
Xiao Chen pondered for a moment and said, "This person is very strong. If it's just the strength he has shown, I have a 100% chance of winning against him."
Murong Chong said in astonishment, "Could it be that you have a way to deal with that strange Saber Technique?"
Xiao Chen did not answer this question directly. He said, "Winning by surprise is very difficult. If he holds on to the idea of conquering the world with just a set of Saber Techniques, it will be very difficult for him to enter the top fifty of the ranking battles."
As they spoke, it was soon time for Xiao Chen's match. This time, his opponent was a short-haired cultivator holding a spear. He was about the same age as Xiao Chen. However, his face looked very lethargic.
The short-haired cultivator did not seem very confident. He looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, if you can receive one move from me, I will admit defeat."
Xiao Chen said calmly, "I do not need you to admit defeat. If you want to use your best move, you have to do your best to create an opportunity. Don't beg for an opponent. If I agree, will you use the same move every time you meet an opponent stronger than you? "
Xiao Chen did not like such cowardice before a fight. If he wanted to force his opponent to fight him in one move, he needed to use an equal amount of strength and capital.
If he relied on begging to obtain this opportunity, his mentality would be unstable from the start.
The short-haired cultivator did not expect Xiao Chen to reject him so straightforwardly. He clenched his teeth and said, "Watch out for the spear!"
The spear spun around, and the surrounding air stirred up a strong wind, gathering at the tip of the spear. The short-haired cultivator's right hand trembled, and the spear moved like a venomous snake coming out of its hole, biting at Xiao Chen.
When the spear arrived in front of Xiao Chen, the spear tip shook violently a few times. It seemed like there were a few more venomous snakes coming out of their holes, making it hard to distinguish the real from the fake.
Xiao Chen shook his head slightly. The opening was too obvious. If the other party did not change his move, he could have just thrust his spear.
The aura, speed, and state of the spear could be said to be perfect. Unfortunately, he insisted on playing with technique, and the state of the spear crumbled.
Against a cultivator with better eyesight and techniques than him, this spear strike was laughable. Xiao Chen clenched his fist and punched.
"Berserk Dragon!"
An azure dragon-shaped energy spread out in front of his fist. Xiao Chen's fist clashed with one of the spear lights.
"Bang!"
There was a loud sound, and the fake and real spear lights all disappeared. The short-haired cultivator held the spear in his hand and retreated a few steps back.
Xiao Chen placed his right hand on his saber hilt and ran quickly. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before his opponent.
Before his opponent could react, Xiao Chen drew his saber and knocked the spear out of his opponent's hand. Then, he moved his right hand and placed his saber on his opponent's neck.
"You lost," Xiao Chen said calmly.
The short-haired cultivator was clearly dissatisfied. He said, "I still have not used my trump card. As long as you give me two seconds, I will definitely be able to turn the situation around.
"If you do not even have the chance to execute it, how can it be called a trump card? Don't be stubborn. Improving your foundation is the most important thing. Otherwise, any trump card is just empty talk."
Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and did not say anything more. He had already said this much. Whether he could comprehend it or not would depend on himself.
The short-haired cultivator had a blank expression on his face. He kept thinking about Xiao Chen's words in his mind.
There would always be a time when the twenty rounds of competition came to an end. When the sun set, Xiao Chen's group of six had all finished their matches. He had obtained a perfect score without any losses.
After waiting for a while, Yun Kexin and Murong Chong also finished their matches. Yun Kexin's luck was good, and she managed to break through.
Murong Chong's luck did not continue to be bad. He managed to qualify for the group of death with some difficulty.
The First Elder, Jiang Chi, had an excited expression on his face. The Great Qin Nation's Misty Sword Sect only had one person left, Chu Chaoyun. However, the Night Spirit Palace's Mu Chengxue had fallen in the first round.
In terms of numbers, the Heavenly Saber Pavilion had completely suppressed the other two great sects. If they advertised it properly in the future, it would greatly increase the influence of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion.
"Let's go, we can go back first. We will rest tomorrow and prepare for the elimination round the day after tomorrow," Jiang Chi said as he stood up.
Xiao Chen looked at the dueling ring and said, "Wait for a while. The match between Nangong Ziyue and the Sun Moon Sword Sect's Mo Ziyan is about to begin."
In a situation where the seeded participants had not appeared, it would be very difficult for a match to attract Xiao Chen's attention. Lin Fei's earlier match was one.
Now, Nangong Ziyue and Mo Ziyan's match was another.
There was no need to say much about Nangong Ziyue. She came from one of the eight Noble Clans and was ranked in the top eight of the previous Five Nation Youth Competition. She was one of the hot favorites for the top five this time around.
Nangong Ziyue should not have appeared here. Unfortunately, her seeded spot was taken by Yue Chenxi.
Mo Ziyan was the personal disciple of the Sun Moon Sword Sect, one of the ten great sects. He was ranked eleventh in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition. Although he did not get into the top ten, he was just unlucky.
Mo Ziyan's true combat prowess was publicly acknowledged to be no weaker than the top ten. Hence, this match was definitely a match of the strong in everyone's eyes.
At this moment, most of the matches had already ended. However, no one left the spectator stands. They were all waiting for the match between the two.
Mo Ziyan had a sword hanging at his waist. He had a long and narrow face. Such a person should give off the impression of a treacherous and vile person.
However, Mo Ziyan exuded a righteous aura. He was so broad-minded that he could swallow the sun and the moon. No one could feel that kind of negative aura.
"Nangong Ziyue, how do you feel after being forced out of your seeded spot?" Mo Ziyan asked with a gentle smile.
Nangong Ziyue replied calmly, "Just take care of yourself. Be careful not to lose to me again."
Mo Ziyan said, "Receive my move. If I cannot defeat you in ten moves, I will forfeit."
As Mo Ziyan spoke, he displayed strong confidence.
"Ka ca!"
The sword was drawn. It was one meter long and two centimeters wide. It flickered with a cold light and emitted a sharp light. Sword Qi flowed out of it. This was a Superior Grade Heaven Ranked Spirit Weapon; it was incredibly sharp.
"Pu!
Pu! "Mo Ziyan leaped into the air. The instant he soared into the air, the night sky blocked out the afterglow of the setting sun. A bright moon hung high in the sky.
As Mo Ziyan's sword moved, a poignant moonlight shone on Nangong Ziyue, who was on the ground. Under the moonlight, Mo Ziyan looked very graceful and at ease.
This sword seemed to have flown over from beyond the heavens. It gave off the illusion of space. Mo Ziyan seemed to be very close to Nangong Ziyue, but at the same time, it seemed like he was very far away.
So Close, Yet Worlds Apart, Boundless Moonlight Pulling Together.
Using the moonlight to simulate the state of World's End Near at Hand, whether he was at the end of the world or close at hand was decided by a single thought, and the outcome would be decided immediately.
In the spectator stands for the seeded contestants, Sima Lingxuan, who had a very casual expression, was attracted by this state.
He praised softly, "Not bad. Mo Ziyan has already grasped the essence of the Sun Moon Sword Sect's state of bright moon. If he can bring his state of blazing sun to this level, he will be qualified to fight with Nangong Ziyue.
"If he can use the state of sun and moon as he pleases, he will have a seventy percent chance of entering the top ten."
Even Sima Lingxuan gave such a high evaluation. It was easy to imagine how incredible Mo Ziyan's sword was.
"This is the true strength of the top ten contestants. Indeed, they are on a completely different level from the other contestants."
"They will only reveal some of their true strength when facing people of the same level as them. They are all geniuses, but the gap between them is like an insurmountable chasm."
"I wonder how Nangong Ziyue will block this. This match should be the match of the highest quality in the first round of elimination."
Mo Ziyan's casual sword strike immediately caused the large spectator stands to be filled with astonishment. As the saying went, when an expert made a move, it was easy to tell.
A peak genius was indeed not someone that ordinary people could match up to. A gap was a gap.
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