The fourth round attracted a lot of attention.
In this round, the strongest person with four consecutive wins would be chosen and the winner would directly enter the Floating Crest Trial.
There were four people participating: Bei Moi, Ran Xiaoyuan, Zhao Feng and Liu Yue 'er.
These four represented the upper echelons of the Clan behind them.
Bei Moi represented Hai Yun Master.
Behind Ran Xiaoyuan was a sect leader.
Zhao Feng represented First Elder.
Behind Liu Yue 'er was Granny Liuyue.
Therefore, the battle for the four wins wasn't only the most important part of the competition, it also represented the power of the upper echelons of the Clan.
"Junior Martial Brother Zhao, you must win honor for Master in this battle. If your opponent is Liu Yue 'er, your chances of winning will be higher. "
Yang Gan smiled as he patted Zhao Feng's shoulder.
Liu Yue 'er?
Zhao Feng thought in his heart that it wasn't her.
The opponents were decided by drawing lots. Zhao Feng didn't even watch the first few rounds.
But in the fourth round, he was familiar with any of the three opponents.
Both Bei Moi and Ran Xiaoyuan were hard to deal with.
If Zhao Feng didn't use his left eye and bloodline power, he wouldn't have the confidence to win.
He could challenge those at higher cultivation, but his opponents had the same ability and their cultivation was even higher.
"Sister Ran, who's your opponent? As long as you don't meet Bei Moi, there won't be a problem …"
Sister Yuan looked curiously at Ran Xiaoyuan.
Sister Yuan didn't pay attention to the opponents in the first few rounds.
But the fourth round was very important and every opponent was extremely strong.
"It's … it's him …"
Ran Xiaoyuan's eyebrows furrowed and her eyes were filled with worry as if she had been wronged.
"Him? Which one! "
Sister Yuan followed her gaze and saw that it was the azure haired one eyed youth.
"Hehe, isn't that perfect? Sister Ran, you have to help me teach this shameless brat a lesson. "
Sister Yuan was happy instead of angry.
She wanted Ran Xiaoyuan to meet Zhao Feng so that he could teach that brat a lesson for her.
"But …"
Ran Xiaoyuan wanted to say something but stopped. Her eyelashes trembled and her hands clenched.
Right at this moment, Zhao Feng's gaze swept over. Ran Xiaoyuan's pretty face blushed slightly, her bright eyes evading his gaze as if she was a little afraid.
"Junior Sister Ran, you have to summon your courage. Don't be frightened by his appearance. With your strength, defeating him shouldn't be a problem. "
Senior Sister Yuan cheered for her junior sister.
"Oh? Xiao Yuan's opponent is the disciple who practices the Lightning Wind Palm? "
A clear and melodious voice of a woman could be heard. It had the warmth of spring rain bathing the earth.
The person who spoke was the Clan Master of the Broken Moon Clan. Her beautiful face gave others a sense of nobility.
"Master, it's that kid."
Senior Sister Yuan said respectfully.
Hearing this, the Broken Moon Clan Master's eyebrows furrowed and she murmured in a low tone: "Xiao Yuan's situation might be even worse than meeting Bei Moi."
How was this possible?
Senior Sister Yuan's face was filled with shock and disbelief.
"This is just my intuition. Maybe it's because he practices the Lightning Wind Palm."
The Broken Moon Clan Master smiled and returned to normal.
The fourth round had begun.
Lin Fan and Sun Yuanhao had both successfully passed.
Xiao Sun, on the other hand, had already lost 4 times in a row. His face was grey and he gave up.
Finally, at a certain moment, the battle reached its climax and a wave of cheers came from the crowd.
The two sides were Bei Moi and Liu Yue 'er.
Liu Yue 'er gritted her teeth and she immediately used the power of her Middle grade Mortal weapon.
Crescent Moon Sword Technique!
The jade-like soft sword in her hand transformed into a cold sword aura that flickered with arcs of light. Rays of sword aura were like sharp crescent moons.
A layer of strange runes appeared on the soft sword and the speed and power of the sword increased dramatically.
Along with her Middle grade Mortal weapon, Liu Yue 'er's attacks were enough to kill those at the peak 3rd Sky of the Ascended Realm.
However, her opponent wasn't a normal cultivator at the 3rd Sky of the Ascended Realm.
"Northern Dark Heavenly Water - Screen Water Sword!"
Bei Moi's face was stiff, but his hands were extremely agile as he waved them around. A layer of dark blue True Force that was like a water screen quickly shuttled back and forth, forming a transparent ripple sword image that was 3 meters long and a few meters wide.
Peh! Peh! Peh …
The rippling sword shadow, under the influence of the True Power, formed a large scale attack, and clashed with Liu Yue 'er's sword technique.
After a series of exchanges, Liu Yue 'er retreated a few steps and her breathing quickened.
Bei Moi stood calmly on the spot.
This was the first time that Bei Moi didn't win in one move.
After all, Liu Yue 'er's attacks were comparable to the 4th Sky of the Ascended Realm with the help of her Crescent Moon Sword Skill and her weapon.
Bei Moi was as calm as an ancient well. He pushed with both hands, unleashing wave after wave of suppressive attacks.
Peng! Peh! Boom …
Between the two of them, multicolored light shone brilliantly and water shadows rippled.
After holding on for ten moves, Liu Yue 'er was gasping for breath.
"Your attacks can threaten those at the 4th Sky of the Ascended Realm. Unfortunately, your cultivation isn't high enough and you can't last long with a Middle grade Mortal weapon. "
Bei Moi's words hit the nail on the head.
Liu Yue 'er's face was pale. Facing Bei Moi's strength, comprehension and intelligence, she had no chance.
"I admit defeat."
Liu Yue 'er bit her lips as she put away her soft sword.
"Bei Moi! Bei Moi! "
After four consecutive victories, Bei Moi's fame rose.
The middle and upper echelons of the Clan nodded their heads, as if they could see the future of a new star.
"Unfortunately, I didn't meet a real opponent this time."
When Bei Moi walked off the stage, his calm eyes looked towards a certain direction and he radiated mental energy.
Everyone looked over in shock.
The target of Bei Moi's mental energy was the youth behind 1st Elder.
It was an azure haired one eyed youth who gave off a wicked feeling.
"It's this guy again. Even Bei Moi wants to fight him."
"Although Brother Zhao trains the Lightning Wind Palm, he might not be Bei Moi's match."
The crowd discussed.
It could be imagined that with their strength, they would fight for the title of Core disciple in the future and they would meet sooner or later.
Zhao Feng stood expressionlessly as he remembered his promise with Bei Moi: "We'll fight after we enter the Clan."
A battle of strength!
The battle between Zhao Feng and Bei Moi was getting closer and closer.
…..
The fourth round of the competition was still ongoing.
"Zhao Feng vs Ran Xiaoyuan!"
As soon as the words were said, the crowd went into an uproar.
It was another battle of four consecutive victories.
Zhao Feng and Ran Xiaoyuan had both won three in a row, and whoever won would be able to enter the trial.
"Sister Ran, the battle is about to begin."
Zhao Feng smiled faintly.
Sister Yuan gritted her teeth and said: "Sister Ran, don't go easy!"
"En, I won't go easy."
Ran Xiaoyuan condensed her Heavenly Wind True Force and raised her slightly red face. Her crystal clear eyes looked straight at Zhao Feng for the first time and she didn't back off.
The young girl was still a bit young and inexperienced, but on her pure and flawless face, there was some determination and strength that she deliberately pretended to be.
Zhao Feng laughed in his heart as he caught the nervousness in Ran Xiaoyuan's heart.
Heavenly Wind Shadow!
Ran Xiaoyuan's petite figure suddenly flashed, as if she had turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.
"Heavenly Wind Shadow!"
Zhao Feng's figure also moved weirdly. His intent and movements were exactly the same as Ran Xiaoyuan's.
What's going on!
The spectators in the arena cried out in surprise.
Zhao Feng and Ran Xiaoyuan's movements and intent were exactly the same.
Wind Slasher Stance!
Wind Slasher Stance!
The two waved their palms at the same time. In a split second, the sharp green wind was like a long and narrow blade, cutting through the air and destroying everything.
"This …"
Ran Xiaoyuan was shocked. Her eyes flickered as she looked at Zhao Feng strangely.
Swirling Wind Stance!
Zhao Feng's figure suddenly leapt into the air. His green hair danced in the wind as he followed a mysterious and natural path. A layer of green wind swirled in his palm as he pounced towards Ran Xiaoyuan.
This "Swirling Wind Stance" was the "Mysterious Wind Palm" that he had secretly learned in the Blood Python Canyon.
In the Heavenly Wind God Technique, this move originated from the "Swirling Wind Stance".
Swirling Wind Stance!
Ran Xiaoyuan exclaimed as she leapt into the air and used the same move to clash with Zhao Feng.
Looking at the familiar figure and actions, Zhao Feng felt a sense of familiarity.
The same actions and figure had been replayed in the dimension of his left eye thousands of times.
At this moment, facing this move in real life, Zhao Feng's eyes were dazed for a moment.
Boom — —
The strong gust of wind exploded and sent Zhao Feng flying.
The two had trained in the Heavenly Wind God Technique and had reached the same level, but Zhao Feng's cultivation was lower than Ran Xiaoyuan's.
Furthermore, there was a gap in Zhao Feng's mind.
"This brat's inner strength is the same as Sister Ran's. What is he trying to do? Pah! This brat even stared at Sister Ran lustfully in the middle of the battle. "
Sister Yuan stood on the spot and stomped her feet.
The Broken Moon Clan Master's beautiful eyes scanned the two on the stage.
A weird look appeared in First Elder's eyes.
"I admit defeat."
Zhao Feng suddenly laughed as he jumped off the stage.
Ah!
This scene caused everyone's jaws to drop.
From the start, the feeling that Zhao Feng gave them was that he was calm, emotionless, powerful, and even insane.
They didn't think that he would admit defeat at this moment.
"You … you haven't lost yet …"
Ran Xiaoyuan reacted and said with a red face.
… …
A battle that everyone was looking forward to had ended so hastily.
"Brother Zhao, how can you play like this? Your personal victory is related to Master's face. "
Yang Gan said unhappily.
Although Ran Xiaoyuan's strength wasn't weak, Yang Gan knew that Zhao Feng definitely had a chance.
"It's enough as long as I can participate in the Floating Crest Trial. Even if I get first in the competition, it's useless if I don't gain anything from the trial."
Zhao Feng said casually.
The reason why he admitted defeat was because of three reasons.
Firstly, Ran Xiaoyuan's strength wasn't weak. If he didn't use his left eye and bloodline power, it would be hard for him to win.
Secondly, there was no benefit in winning four battles in a row - it was tiring work and there was no reward!
Of course, the most important reason was that he had a special feeling towards Ran Xiaoyuan and he felt that he owed her a favour.
"Why … why did he suddenly admit defeat?"
Ran Xiaoyuan was slightly uneasy.
"This Zhao Feng is so cunning. He didn't even fight head on with Sister Ran. En, there's another possibility. Maybe he really likes Sister Ran or else why would he give up the glory of winning four battles in a row? "
Sister Yuan said hatefully. The words she said to herself made Ran Xiaoyuan's face turn bright red. She lowered her head and glanced at the calm azure haired youth from the corner of her eyes.
The words and expressions of the two didn't escape the Broken Moon Clan Master's eyes. Being the Clan Master, her eyebrows furrowed.
The competition wasn't the main point. With the support of the recommendation …
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