There were several sword wounds on Shadowless' body, and one of them even tore his chest apart.
On the other hand, Lin Xuan stood with his sword in hand, unharmed.
With this comparison, it was obvious who was better.
When the referee saw this, he immediately announced Lin Xuan's victory.
This voice echoed in the valley, lingering for a long time.
Lin Xuan also became the center of attention, becoming the biggest dark horse in this competition.
Who would have thought that such a genius would appear in Xia Country?
Not only was he the youngest second-grade inscriber, but he was also an expert in the way of the sword.
Lin Xuan's name rang out in the crowd. It was the cheers of Xia Country's disciples.
At this moment, everyone's hostility towards Lin Xuan disappeared.
Lin Xuan also became their spiritual pillar.
"Damn it, who said that Xia Country doesn't have any geniuses? I'll fight him!"
Xia Country's disciples all straightened their backs.
"He won, he really won!" On the spectator's stand, Elder Song and Elder Gu were excited.
As for the Dark Shadow Palace's elders, their faces were extremely gloomy.
"Bring Shadowless back and treat him!" an elder ordered.
On the first arena, the heavily injured Shadowless was taken away.
Lin Xuan also slowly walked off the stage.
In the distance, Zi Ye's eyes flashed with purple light, carrying a murderous aura.
The ethereal young girl, Yufei, also had a look of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.
At this point, Lin Xuan was undoubtedly the first in the first arena, and no one dared to challenge him.
Half a day later, the final results were out.
The top three of the three arenas would participate in the finals.
On the first arena, the top three were Lin Xuan, Shadowless, and Duan Fei.
Among them, Lin Xuan was the biggest dark horse, and Duan Fei was a second-grade inscriber from Rain Country. His strength was stable, and he was a veteran.
On the second arena, Zi Ye, Jiang Feng, and Ouyang Changming.
Although Ouyang Changming lost to Zi Ye, it didn't mean that he wasn't strong!
On the contrary, his Purple Demon Eyes that lasted for ten breaths was enough to prove his strength.
In the end, he won third place in Group Two.
This was the result of his injury. He believed that with some adjustments, he would be able to perform even better in the finals.
Jiang Feng, on the other hand, was a disciple of Shadow Palace in Shadow Country. His strength was second only to Shadowless.
On the number three tournament stage, the first place was the ethereal girl Yu Fei, while the second and third place were Yan Bing and Bi Jing Shan. The two of them were from Rain Country and Shadow Country respectively.
After the group matches ended, two people from Xia Country entered the finals.
Although they were still at a disadvantage in the Three Kingdoms, it was much better than before.
Everyone returned to the stands to rest and prepare for tomorrow's finals.
"Your performance was very good, but tomorrow's competition will be even more dangerous. You must not let your guard down!" Elder Song said.
Although several disciples of Shadow Country were injured, their overall strength was still very powerful.
This could be seen from the number of people in the finals. Of the nine spots, Shadow Country took up four, which was a full half!
And Rain Country could not be underestimated, either. That ethereal young girl's performance was extremely stunning, and was not inferior to that of Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan and Ouyang Changming nodded solemnly. Then, the two of them began to meditate and rest.
Lin Xuan, on the other hand, was recalling the battle with Shadowless during the day.
That battle gave him a new understanding, especially in the aspect of the concept of wind, which he had a deep understanding of.
This allowed the power of his Wind Emperor's sword to increase again, and even his movement technique had improved.
Although now he could not completely merge with the wind like Shadowless, his speed was much faster than before.
The night was silent.
On the second day, the sun rose, illuminating the whole valley.
The black platform emitted a faint glow, and the three tournament stages merged to form a huge tournament stage.
As for the scars on the black ground yesterday, they had completely disappeared.
Everyone was amazed, and Lin Xuan was also sizing them up curiously.
"It should be the formation that has an automatic recovery effect," Wine Lord transmitted.
Lin Xuan understood, and did not pay attention to it anymore.
And at this time, the purple-robed old man went on stage again, and said loudly.
"Now, the finals of the Inscription Tower battle begin!"
"The first match, Duan Fei versus Zi Ye."
Everyone was slightly stunned, not expecting to see Zi Ye fight in the first match.
Instantly, Shadow Country's disciples cheered.
And Rain Country's disciples looked worried.
"I admit defeat." Duan Fei smiled bitterly.
With his strength, he could not resist the Purple Demon Eyes, and the finals were a competition to accumulate points. All nine people would fight, so preserving their strength was the most important.
"At least you know your place!" Zi Ye sneered.
"Duan Fei is very wise." Rain Country's elder sighed in relief.
The referee elder smiled slightly, and directly announced Zi Ye's victory, then said in a low voice.
"Next, the second match, Yufei versus Ouyang Chang Ming."
It was another heavyweight match. After entering the finals, it could be said that every match was exciting.
Elder Ouyang and Elder Song's eyes flashed. They knew that Ouyang Chang Ming's chances of winning were not high. After all, Yufei and Zi Ye's strength were on par.
"Let's see what he chooses." Elder Ouyang's heart was heavy.
Without any hesitation, Ouyang Chang Ming chose to fight.
Elder Ouyang was gratified, but then he became nervous.
Although Ouyang Chang Ming's decision made him satisfied, the battle situation was not optimistic.
The ethereal girl in a blue dress was like a fairy descending to the mortal world, without a trace of worldly aura.
On the opposite side, Ouyang Chang Ming's face was a little pale, but his eyes were unusually firm.
"Traceless Spring Rain!"
Yufei's lotus-like arms waved, forming ripples in the air.
An indescribable power gushed out, spreading out like water ripples.
Chi chi!
A trace of ripples touched the ground, and suddenly a small hole appeared.
There was soul power contained in it. An elder exclaimed in a low voice.
Lin Xuan felt the killing intent in the ripples, and frowned slightly.
It was obvious that the ethereal girl's inscription technique had reached a terrifying level, and she could fuse it into her attacks.
"Soul Fortress!"
Ouyang Chang Ming shouted in a low voice, and his soul power fused into his spiritual armor, forming a double defense.
At the same time, his body moved, and he quickly rushed towards the ethereal girl.
"Eagle Soars the Sky!"
Ouyang Chang Ming slashed out with his saber, and the saber light surged like a waterfall, slashing towards the ethereal girl.
Sou sou!
The ethereal girl's palm moved, and a blue ribbon flew out, carrying a weak feeling, like a cloud floating out.
Like a spirit snake, the blue ribbon wrapped around the long saber.
"Stormy Waves Hitting the Shore!"
The ethereal girl waved out a move, and her aura changed greatly.
From the original spring rain, it turned into a raging storm in an instant, with the momentum of rocks piercing through the sky.
A vast amount of energy gushed out, and like a wave, it hit Ouyang Chang Ming's body.
Peng peng peng!
There were a total of three waves, and they roared crazily, rushing forward, forming a superimposed power.
Puff!
Ouyang Chang Ming's long saber loosened, and his body flew out.
"What a terrifying power!" He was shocked in his heart.
The surrounding disciples were also shocked. The three waves were like real waves, and they were dozens of meters high, surging in the air.
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