At the first glimmer of dawn, figures started to appear in the ring-shaped arena that was filled with killing aura. Experts from various factions had already arrived at the arena and were waiting for the next round of competition to begin.
"Mingwei, your opponent today isn't strong, but don't be careless because of this. There are no mediocre people who can enter the Dragon Lake Sacred City's semi-finals."
Shui Youruo, who was on the spectator's stand, looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was resting with his eyes closed, and reminded him softly.
"En!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded symbolically as he controlled the God-Devouring Brain to devour the dragon aura and understand the engraved sword dao pattern while waiting for his match.
Soon enough, the third day of the competition began.
Disciples from various factions went up the stage to compete. Intense battle cries, shouts, and screams intertwined together, pushing the atmosphere in the arena to become more and more intense.
Although Hong Lin and Chao Yun's strength was second to none in the Profound Underworld Sect, they could only be considered to be at the bottom in the Dragon Lake Sacred City's semi-finals. When faced with the top geniuses from the various forces, they were completely powerless. It didn't take long before they lost the third round of the competition and basically lost the chance to advance.
"It's finally my turn!"
After waiting for more than two hours, it was Ye Chenfeng's turn. He stood up slowly and flew to the arena amidst the cheers of the Stygian Underworld Sect's disciples. He was waiting for his third opponent, the Yue Xi Sword Sect's prodigy, Grade 2 Reverse Beast King, Ma Guanjian.
Ma Guanjian's cultivation level might not be high, but he was a prodigy. He had comprehended the sword dao to the first level and was known as the no.1 prodigy among the Yue Xi Sword Sect's younger generation.
"You are very strong. You are the strongest expert I have seen in my life. If you can take seven moves from me and remain undefeated, I will admit defeat immediately." Ma Guanjian hugged a snakeskin longsword with both hands and looked at Ye Chenfeng with sharp eyes as he spoke with high battle intent.
"Alright, then I will take seven moves from you with my bare hands."
Ye Chenfeng liked this straightforward way of speaking. He nodded and agreed without hesitation. Silence as he stood on the spot, waiting for Ma Guanjian to make his move.
Clang!
With an ear-piercing sword hum, Ma Guanjian's snakeskin sword was unsheathed. A glaring sword light shone into Ye Chenfeng's eyes.
At the next moment, Ma Guanjian's body turned blurry and attacked Ye Chenfeng like a bolt of lightning.
Ma Guanjian's sword was too fast, so fast that no one could react. In the blink of an eye, the low-grade Heaven Sword in his hand stabbed towards Ye Chenfeng's throat.
Just as Ye Chenfeng's throat was about to be pierced by the sword, two of Ye Chenfeng's fingers suddenly appeared in front of the sword's trajectory, clamping down on the tip of the sword, preventing it from moving forward.
In the next moment, four million jin of force shot out from Ye Chenfeng's fingers, passing through the Low Grade Heaven's Sword and into Ma Guanjian's right arm. The tremors caused Ma Guanjian's arm to feel a hint of numbness, and he almost lost his grip on his sword.
"Such immense strength."
After exchanging moves with Ye Chenfeng, Ma Guanjian finally realized how terrifying Ye Chenfeng's strength was. He no longer concealed his strength. Ten sword dao patterns gushed out from his body and fused into the Low Grade Heaven's Sword. He forcefully pushed away Ye Chenfeng's fingers and continued to attack.
Streaks of sword shadows shot out violently, enveloping Ye Chenfeng like a violent storm.
Due to the speed of his sword strikes being too fast, it gave people the illusion that he wasn't cleaving with a sword, but with streaks of lightning that drew across the sky. It was so fast that it was too much for the eyes to take in.
Ma Guanjian's Fast Sword Intent was rather powerful, but under Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul spirit perception, it wasn't a threat at all. Ye Chenfeng effortlessly dodged the Fast Sword's trajectory and dealt with his attacks calmly.
"I still have one more move. If you can withstand this move of mine, I will immediately admit defeat."
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was unscathed and was able to withstand his six killer moves, Ma Guanjian burst out with a yell. His entire body skimmed into the air as he executed his strongest killer move.
"Lunar Dusk Sword."
The ten sword dao patterns gushing out from Ma Guanjian's body instantly converged. It was like the tide of the moon on the horizon. It swept across the void and was as deep as the stars as it cleaved towards Ye Chenfeng.
"Alright, then let's decide the victor in one move."
Looking at the whistling sword edge and the awe-inspiring Lunar Dusk Sword, four million jin of force gushed into Ye Chenfeng's right fist.
With a single punch, an unparalleled and horrifying sword light was shot out. The boundless fist light compressed the four million jin of force to the limit and crushed the spatial zone, causing ripples to appear.
"Crack!"
Two powerful forces clashed together. Ma Guanjian's Lunar Dusk Sword shattered like glass. The horrifying fist light didn't reduce in power as it bombarded towards Ma Guanjian, whose expression changed drastically. He couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying.
"Pfff!"
A large amount of blood sprayed out from Ma Guanjian's mouth. He was like a kite with a broken string as he fell to the ground from mid-air and lost the match.
"Powerful, too powerful. I didn't expect the Mysterious Underworld Sect to actually produce a dark horse. It seems like he might be able to kill his way out of the seventh group and enter the top sixteen."
"Let's wait until he defeats Shi Luo Mo or Mo Liu Qing to enter the top sixteen."
"Shi Luo Mo's strength is the strongest in the seventh group, and no one is a match for him. However, I feel that Xu Mingwei has the strength to fight with the West Devil Sect's prodigy, the female devil, Liu Qing. However, it is hard to say who will win."
After witnessing the scene of Ye Chenfeng defeating Ma Guanjian, many people were once again disappointed by his strength. They started to discuss incessantly.
After defeating Ma Guanjian with absolute strength, Ye Chenfeng, who had fused with a large amount of dragon aura, didn't waste any time. He directly flew out of the arena and went to the spectator's stand. He continued to control the God-Eater Brain to comprehend the sword dao pattern and absorb the dragon aura from the dragon-shaped pattern to strengthen the Two-headed Blood Dragon King.
The competition was in full swing, and soon, the morning's competition was over.
During the morning's competition, there was another focal battle. It was the battle between the West Devil Sect's number one genius, Mo Wuwang, and the Dark Shadow Tower's number two genius, Kui.
The Dark Shadow Tower was the number one assassin organization in the Western Continent. They had inherited a large amount of unfathomable assassination soul skills and dao intents.
Facing Kui's endless stream of strange and swift soul skills, Mo Wuwang didn't dare to be careless and dealt with them seriously.
The two of them fought intensely for about 30 minutes before Mo Wuwang relied on his formidable strength to suppress Kui's attacks and finally defeated him.
This battle allowed the various major powers to witness Mo Wuwang's strength, and his chances of becoming the champion continued to rise.
"This Mo Wuwang is indeed a strong opponent. If it wasn't Mo Wuwang who went to Ancient Sky City back then and not Azure Ice Mountain, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his match."
After witnessing the battle between Mo Wuwang and Kui, Ye Chenfeng had a general understanding of his strength. Furthermore, he had a feeling that Mo Wuwang had only used about 50% of his strength in the previous battle. He hadn't even used a single one of his trump cards.
The morning's competition passed very quickly. The various major powers' contestants took advantage of the afternoon break to quickly adjust their condition and prepare for the afternoon's competition.
About two hours later, the fourth match was about to begin.
And for the fourth match, Ye Chenfeng was the first to go up. His opponent was the Shi Clan's genius, Shi Sen, who was known for his defensive abilities.
After witnessing Ye Chenfeng's shocking strength, Shi Sen knew that he wasn't a match for him. He used all his strength to block more than 30 moves before his body's defenses were shattered and he had no choice but to admit defeat.
At this point, Ye Chenfeng had won four matches in a row. However, his remaining three matches were all tough fights, especially his last match against Shi Luo Mo. Shui Youruo was filled with worry.
However, Ye Chenfeng's thoughts had already drifted to the Sword Dao Stele below the Abandoned Stone Hall. He couldn't wait to continue comprehending the sword intent contained within the Sword Dao Stele. He wanted to increase his offensive strength and pull out that mysterious sword.
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