A series of extremely sharp collisions tore through the air, and immediately, countless rays of light dissipated.
With a crash, Xu Hongyan quickly slid back, her slender legs drawing two gullies in the golden sand, rolling up waves of sand.
Lightly coughing out a mouthful of blood, Xu Hongyan's pretty face became even paler. It was obvious that her injuries were not light. The crimson saber in her hand was constantly vibrating, buzzing like bees.
Lin Bai's face became even paler, and his robe was even more tattered, covered with fine cuts. His right hand also had fine cuts, obviously caused by Xu Hongyan's saber.
His figure flashed, leaving behind a series of afterimages as he approached, as if he was holding a crescent moon in his hand.
Xu Hongyan's pretty face changed greatly. Her trembling arm struggled to wield the saber, but she felt like she couldn't summon any strength. She could barely resist. At first, she didn't feel anything, but then the impact silently became stronger and stronger, and even had a kind of flexibility.
Her trembling hand was pushed away by the impact, and the saber almost flew out of her hand. Just as she was about to hold the saber, a pale hand stopped in front of her throat. It was astonishingly sharp, as if with a light stroke, it could cut her fair and tender neck open.
After three breaths, Lin Bai withdrew his hand.
"Senior Sister Xu, thank you for letting me win." Lin Bai cupped his fists and said in a trembling voice.
"I'm not as good as you." Xu Hongyan gently bit her rosy lower lip, and then said somewhat unwillingly.
Yes, she had lost.
Moreover, she felt that her defeat was a bit inexplicable, and she couldn't understand what had happened.
She only knew that Lin Bai had approached her and used both hands to attack with the Little Dark Moon Hand, while she swung her saber to counter. After a series of attacks, she was suddenly hit in the abdomen. That strike contained a combination of several terrifying forces, and it was impossible to guard against. It immediately injured her, and she felt weak all over, unable to summon much strength for a while. In just one short breath.
In a battle between masters, victory and defeat could be reversed in one breath.
It seemed that Lin Bai had won with great difficulty, but no matter what, he had won and received one point, while Xu Hongyan had lost and received no points.
After the battle, the two retreated to the edge of the area.
Needless to say, number nine and his opponent flew over.
Number nine was Dark Feather Mountain's Yu Zhengxiao. His opponent was Urgent Sun Mountain's Lu Yang.
Lu Yang's short hair soared to the sky. His eyes shone brightly and his body was vigorous. It seemed that he was constantly emitting waves of heat.
"Number 9, as the initiator of the challenge, what terrain did you choose?" Elder Yuan De asked.
"Cloud Sea," Yu Zhengxiao replied after thinking for a moment.
Immediately, the desert began to change, turning into a sea of clouds. Yu Zhengxiao and Lu Yang stood in the middle of the sea of clouds. Countless white clouds filled the air, and the two of them seemed to be floating in the sea of clouds.
Yu Zhengxiao drew out his long saber and sliced through the clouds. He pointed it at Lu Yang and the terrifying saber pressure seemed to have split the sea of clouds in front of him into two.
Lu Yang also took down the weapon hanging on his waist. It was very strange, it was a sun disk.
The golden-red sun disk was about the size of a washbasin. Its edges were covered with serrated teeth, like the flames burning around the sun. There were many intricate carvings on it. When one looked at them carefully, they realized that when the carvings were combined, they looked like burning flames.
This was the conventional weapon of the Extreme Sun Mountain, the Extreme Sun Disk.
With the Extreme Sun Disk in hand, the aura around Lu Yang's body became increasingly hot and powerful. It was as if a hot wind blew from the void, blowing the clouds around his body until they were red and hot. It was as if the clouds were on fire.
Yu Zhengxiao and Lu Yang moved at the same time, rolling up the clouds in the sky.
The long saber cut through the sea of clouds. The gray saber light circled around in an arc and attacked Lu Yang at an astonishing speed.
Lu Yang's Extreme Sun Disk burst out a golden-red light. The light jumped like flames, emitting an amazing light and heat. It fiercely blasted out, like a round of the sun moving horizontally in the sky.
Whether it was Yu Zhengxiao or Lu Yang, the strength of both of them had reached the level of the Second Level.
The grayish-white saber light sliced through the sea of clouds, bringing with it strands of cloud Qi as it charged towards Lu Yang. This was also the reason why Yu Zhengxiao had chosen the sea of clouds as his battlefield. It was more suitable for him to display his strength.
However, as soon as the clouds approached Lu Yang, they were melted under the strong light and heat of the Extreme Sun Disk. It was difficult to affect Lu Yang.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Groups of golden-red light the size of millstones blasted out from the Extreme Sun Disk, either straight or in an arc. They blasted towards Yu Zhengxiao from five directions. Each group of light carried an amazing power, and the moment they hit Yu Zhengxiao, they exploded.
The air billowed, and Yu Zhengxiao's figure was swallowed up and disappeared.
Suddenly, the gray saber light condensed into a beam, splitting the explosion of high-temperature light and cutting the sea of clouds in front of it into two halves, fiercely slashing towards Lu Yang.
Dark Strike!
Lu Yang's eyes suddenly lit up. His pupils seemed to have turned into a fiery red color, burning with the flames of the sun. The Extreme Sun Disk in his hand seemed to expand in an instant, as if it had turned into a huge fireball.
When it was thrown into the air, the Extreme Sun Disk that had turned into a big fireball suspended above his head, releasing an amazing light. Immediately, a golden-red light beam shot out, colliding with the gray saber light of the Dark Strike.
One after another, after more than a dozen consecutive strikes, the Dark Strike shattered.
With a boom, the huge fireball fell like a meteor, blasting a vacuum zone in the sky, turning countless clouds into ashes. With an unstoppable terrifying power, it violently blasted towards Yu Zhengxiao.
Dark Mist!
Countless gray mist curled up, which was formed by the saber Qi.
The mist formed by the saber Qi was soft and tenacious, wrapping around the huge fireball layer by layer, but was burned down layer by layer.
Yu Zhengxiao's face was dignified. The long saber disappeared, and only wisps of saber Qi were constantly generated.
The huge fireball continued to advance, but because of the entanglement of the gray mist, its speed was getting slower and slower.
When the huge fireball approached, Yu Zhengxiao's eyes seemed to flash with a saber light.
Behind Yu Zhengxiao, countless grayish-white fog boiled, as if something was being nurtured.
Suddenly, an incomparably sharp cry resounded through the sky, piercing through gold and splitting stone. A huge figure also appeared behind Yu Zhengxiao, spreading its wings and crying to the sky.
It was a grayish-white crane.
"Dark Crane!"
With a slash of the saber, the gray crane bird behind him suddenly flapped its wings, directly turning into a gray stream of light, passing through the huge fireball at an astonishing speed. Wherever it passed, the sea of clouds was stirred up, turning into a torrential sea of clouds, following closely behind, crashing towards Lu Yang.
Lu Yang's face was dignified.
This saber was Yu Zhengxiao's strongest saber move.
"Sun Luminous Sky!" Gathering all his strength, Lu Yang also used his strongest move.
The Urgent Sun Wheel was engulfed by a ball of golden-red flames. Like the Dark Crane, it was also a top-grade Pseudo Lingwu infused with four Minor True Meanings.
Most geniuses could at most use Pseudo Lingwu with four Minor True Meanings at the same time. Five was too difficult.
Dark Crane!
Sun Luminous Sky!
The grayish-white crane shattered, turning back into grayish-white mist and dissipating. The huge blazing sun with violent and scorching power also shattered.
Two moves, evenly matched.
But this was the sea of clouds, the terrain chosen by Yu Zhengxiao, which was advantageous to him.
Wave after wave of huge waves crashed against Lu Yang. Each wave contained a terrifying power. Under the crazy impact, Lu Yang was constantly pushed back.
Lu Yang, who had just used the Sun Luminous Sky, could not burst out with too much power, and could only passively resist.
The continuous impact of ten waves of clouds forced Lu Yang to retreat dozens of meters. Before he had time to catch his breath, a gray saber light broke out from the sea of clouds that had just dissipated.
A saber move!
Lu Yang's face changed greatly. Unable to dodge, he could only reluctantly wield the Urgent Sun Wheel to resist.
But the saber strangely twisted, bypassing the Urgent Sun Wheel and heading towards Lu Yang. If it was in normal times, Lu Yang naturally had the ability to resist, but at this time, he had been hit by ten waves of clouds and had not completely recovered, and was always a hair's breadth away.
A hair's breadth was the difference between victory and defeat.
The gray saber light cut open Lu Yang's chest and came out from his back, causing a stream of blood to splatter.
In a battle of life and death, the saber would not only cut open the chest, but also the heart. But because of the rules, Yu Zhengxiao had avoided the vital parts.
Even so, Lu Yang felt as if his strength was being drained from his wound. In fact, with his ability, he could have sealed his wound and maintained his condition. The main reason was that the saber contained an astonishing amount of saber energy that was wreaking havoc on his wound, trying to tear it open even further.
Lu Yang did not admit defeat, so Yu Zhengxiao naturally would not stop. His saber slashed again.
Saber after saber, the sea of clouds churned, and Lu Yang could only keep retreating.
"I admit defeat." Lu Yang had no choice but to take the initiative to admit defeat.
A slight difference in timing had put him at a disadvantage. Their strength was at the same level, and they were also injured. There was no possibility of turning the tables.
As soon as Lu Yang admitted defeat, Yu Zhengxiao stopped attacking.
Yu Zhengxiao obtained one point, and Lu Yang zero.
With the strength of the minor origin realm, Yu Zhengxiao's strength quickly recovered to its peak. Lu Yang's injuries also quickly healed, and his strength also returned to its peak.
The third match was between number eight Tong Xiuyin and number seven Shen Hongyue.
One was the first core disciple of Yaoying Mountain, and the other was the first core disciple of Yinyue Mountain. They were both beautiful women.
Female martial artists, unless there were some special circumstances, most of them had good looks and figures. After all, the cultivation of martial arts was also a process of imperceptibly improving the human body. Therefore, regardless of whether they were male or female, except for some exceptions, their looks and other aspects would slowly improve. Or rather, they would not improve, but rather be perfected.
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