CHAPTER 158 IN THE CAPITAL
To meet Class Five
"Since that's the case, I'll go first!"
Xiao Qingyu nodded.
Yesterday, they won all four matches. Actually, it could not be said that they were very strong, but that their opponents were too weak.
There were eighteen advanced classes. The difference between the last eight classes and the first eight classes was huge. Similarly, the difference between the first eight classes and the first five classes was also huge.
As for the top three, they were on a completely different level.
Xiao Qingyu entered the arena, and Zhan Rui looked straight ahead.
Zhan Rui understood that Xiao Qingyu was a monster that possessed a Saint Beast Soul Essence. Therefore, as soon as he entered the arena, Zhan Rui immediately retreated.
After watching Senior Class 9's match yesterday, Instructor Assassin Rain had already prepared a formation for them. Today's first match would be the victory of Class 5 without a doubt.
Seeing Zhan Rui turn around and retreat, Xiao Qingyu threw out fireballs with both hands. Bang bang bang bang! The fireballs flew towards Zhan Rui.
Swish swish swish …
After dodging a few times, Zhan Rui turned around and threw out more than ten throwing knives from his sleeves. The throwing knives didn't simply stab the fireball.
The moment it came into contact with the fireball, it exploded.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this scene, everyone in Class 9 was shocked.
From the looks of it, after yesterday's battle, the other classes had already begun to target the five participants from the ninth class.
"Eh? That's amazing! " Xiao Qingyu stared blankly for a moment before he smiled and said, "Widening the distance and then detonating my fireball with a throwing knife. Not bad. You guys are smarter than yesterday's class. It's a pity … "
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Qingyu raised his palms, and two fire snakes spurted out from his palms.
The two fire snakes, which were covered in blue flames, suddenly expanded to dozens of meters in size and charged directly at Zhan Rui.
"Damn it!"
He thought that he would be able to rest easy after dealing with Xiao Qingyu's fireball, and as long as he continued to drag things out with the latter, he would be able to ensure that nothing would go wrong. Who could have thought that the Saint Beast flames of the Green Jade Qilin would be so unpredictable?
If that was the case, then he couldn't just rely on the Fireball Technique.
Zhan Rui raised his hand and a shield appeared from the bag on his back.
With a shield in one hand and a throwing knife in the other, Zhan Rui looked cautious as he approached Xiao Qingyu.
"It's a good Profound Artifact, but it's a pity that it met me!"
Xiao Qingyu was not afraid at all and took a step forward.
Roar …
The fire snake suddenly let out a roar, and in the next moment, it charged towards Zhan Rui.
Crackling sounds rang out as Zhan Rui's entire body was surrounded by fire snakes. In the next moment, a muffled explosion rang out as Zhan Rui miserably fell to the ground.
He lost!
"First round, Senior Class 9 wins!"
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Qingyu walked down the ring.
"Looks like the other classes have already started to think of ways to deal with us!"
Moyang frowned when he saw Xiao Qingyu walking down.
"Yes, that's right. The following matches will get harder and harder, but … we will also become stronger and stronger!" Xiao Qingyu said with a smile.
At this point, it was impossible for them to give up.
The ninth class was treated unfairly and could only send five people up, but they wouldn't complain.
However, they would rely on the five of them to carve out a path to the Heavens, and beat Xiao Buyu and Luo Fu's faces until they were swollen.
"My apologies, Instructor Assassin Rain!"
"Trash, you don't even have the right to say sorry!" Looking at Zhan Rui, Ci Yu said coldly, "I've already told you how to fight Xiao Qingyu time and time again, but you still lost completely. Scram!"
"Yes!"
Facing Ci Yu's fierceness, Zhan Rui didn't say a word and retreated.
"Second round, Zhen Ping, you're up!"
"Yes!"
A tall and sturdy man walked up the ring.
This person was close to 1.9 meters tall, a head taller than Geng Xinyu. What was more terrifying was the bulging muscles all over his body, which made him look incomparably terrifying.
"Grandpa, Zhen Ping, it's your turn. Cowards of the ninth class, which one of you wants to die?"
"Hmph, you're tough. I'll go!" Hearing the tall and sturdy man's words, how could Geng Xinyu hold back?
Seeing that Geng Xinyu wanted to go up the ring, Moyang's gaze fell on Mu Yun who was below the ring. Seeing Mu Yun nod her head, he didn't stop him.
"Hehe, you brat, I thought you were just here to be a bystander. I didn't expect you to go up!" Looking at Geng Xinyu, Zhen Ping laughed heartily and said, "You look quite sturdy, but … you're destined to be beaten up."
Geng Xinyu was only 18 years old, and he looked to be 1.8 meters tall. He was mighty and majestic, and his entire person gave off a strong and honest feeling.
However, in front of Zhen Ping, this figure still looked a little weak.
Moreover, he was only at the third level of the Spiritual Cave Realm, which wasn't high. The only thing he could rely on was the Tyrannical Golden Body.
Mu Yun was extremely familiar with the Tyrannical Golden Body.
The Tyrannical Golden Body emphasized the tyrannical aura. Every level of cultivation was a rebirth of the martial artist's physical body. If the Tyrannical Golden Body was cultivated to the extreme, one could tear apart mountains and rivers and collapse the starry sky with one hand.
However, this was also the most important aspect of the Tyrannical Golden Body.
The tyrannical aura!
If one could cultivate the tyrannical aura by cultivating the Tyrannical Golden Body, then this martial technique could be considered to have entered the door and touched the threshold.
However, just touching the threshold was extremely difficult.
With Geng Xinyu's and Xuanyuan Qiu's talents, cultivating the Tyrannical Golden Body was just the form and not the spirit.
Only when one could truly cultivate the tyrannical aura would it be considered powerful.
However, even if he didn't cultivate the tyrannical aura, with Geng Xinyu's physical attributes and the hard work he had put in during this period of time,
As long as it wasn't a martial artist at the fifth level of the Spiritual Cave Realm, it would be difficult to break through his defense!
"Hehe … Don't think that you're bigger than me, but your strength … Tsk tsk …" Geng Xinyu waved his middle finger and said in disdain.
"Arrogant and conceited!"
Zhen Ping roared angrily and punched out with his steel-like fist.
Facing Zhen Ping, it was also his first battle. Although Geng Xinyu was laughing on the surface, he naturally wouldn't be careless in his heart.
Bang …
The two fists collided, and a loud bang sounded. Everyone could clearly feel the strength accumulated in the two figures and how much strength they had exploded.
"Again!"
Geng Xinyu felt embarrassed that he didn't defeat Zhen Ping with one punch. He turned around and punched out again.
"Tyrannical Words of the King!"
The swift and fierce punch didn't have any fancy moves. It was just a punch that was thrown out.
Dong …
This time, Zhen Ping also threw out a punch. However, he didn't gain any advantage. Instead, he was forced to retreat continuously.
Punch after punch flew out. It was unknown how many punches the two figures in the arena had sent out in succession.
Finally, a loud bang sounded. Geng Xinyu was gasping for breath. On the other side, Zhen Ping's face was bruised and swollen. His eyes were already narrowed into slits.
With a plop, he fell to the ground.
"The second battle, the ninth class wins."
As the referee's voice sounded, the second battle ended.
It was Geng Xinyu's first battle, but he continuously threw out endless punches towards Zhen Ping, leaving a deep impression on everyone present.
"Hehe …"
Turning around, Geng Xinyu chuckled with a face full of pride.
Finally, he won back some face for the ninth class!
"I really don't know what you guys are doing by teaching trash all day!" Seeing Zhen Ping lose, Ci Yu's face turned ashen.
He was the main instructor of the fifth class. In the entire advanced class, there were three levels: the first five, middle five, and the last eight.
The ninth class had just been promoted to the advanced class. Strictly speaking, it was the eighteenth class.
He didn't care if the middle five and the last eight classes were defeated. However, the fifth class under his command couldn't lose.
"The third battle, Ziyu, you're up!"
Ci Yu said coldly, "You're ranked second in our fifth class, second only to Song Jingcai. This battle, no matter what, you have to win. If you lose, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Instructor, don't worry. If I lose, Ziyu won't have the face to stay in the fifth class anymore!"
"En!"
The third battle, the fifth class, Ziyu.
"Alright, it's time to end it!" In the third battle, only Mu Fengxing, Moyang, and Lin Zhi hadn't gone up yet.
Moyang said, "Fengxing and I will go up for the remaining two battles. Lin Zhi, you can take a break for this round. The next battle will be against the fourth class, the third class, the second class, and the third class. It's the real battle!"
"Alright!"
Since the competition had already reached this stage, it wasn't about playing the hero anymore. It was about the victory of the ninth class.
After all, the hopes of the hundred and ten students were placed on their shoulders. More importantly, it was the sloppy instructor, Mu Fengxing.
He had sacrificed more than anyone else. Even if it was for him, they had to walk this path to the end.
"Moyang!"
Moyang took a step forward and clasped his hands together.
"Draw your sword, if you don't draw your sword, you won't be able to defeat me!" Looking at Mo Yang, Zi Yu said coldly, "Of course, even if you draw your sword, you won't necessarily be able to defeat me!"
Looking at Ziyu, Mo Yang slowly drew out a green longsword in his hand.
The Azure Dragon Sword was a middle-grade profound artifact.
"Since you're going to take out your sword, then … let's settle this in one move!"
What!
Hearing Moyang's arrogant words, the crowd was dumbfounded. There was envy, ridicule, admiration, and cursing.
A swordsman with Peak Sword Intent was enough to be so arrogant.
Moyang was just a troublemaker in Beiyun City back then. However, Mu Yun deeply understood that once the Sword Intent was awakened, the growth of a swordsman would be beyond imagination.
This was the strength of a swordsman and also the illusory aspect of the Sword Intent.
"Arrogant!"
Hearing Moyang's words, Ziyu was enraged. He was the second genius of the fifth class. He was at the fifth level of the Spiritual Cave Realm and had opened his first acupoint, the Guanyuan Acupoint. No matter how powerful Moyang was, he had only comprehended the Peak Sword Intent. What was there to be arrogant about?
"Kill!"
Hiding two daggers in his sleeves, Ziyu's figure flashed and charged towards Moyang.
"Nine Moves of the Heaven Punishing, First Move!"
Mo Yang said indifferently. The Green Dragon Sword in his hand, like a green shadow, turned into fragments and disappeared from Mo Yang's hand.
But in the next moment, the Azure Dragon Sword appeared in Moyang's hand once again.
With two clanking sounds, the two daggers fell from Ziyu's arms. His sleeves were torn apart, revealing his two arms.
Sheathing his sword and turning around, Moyang no longer looked at Ziyu.
The outcome was clear.
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