Tao Ran did not answer. He did not even pay attention to what the other side was saying. After he walked onto the platform, he looked at the sword in his hand silently. He felt a sense of familiarity, but also a sense of unfamiliarity.
He felt familiar because he had learned swordsmanship at the age of ten. Over the next twelve years, he had gradually pushed his swordsmanship to the realm of "Extreme Concealed Intent." This was also the capital that allowed him to dominate the Original Dome Realm in his early years.
But how long had it been since he reached the Gold Core Realm at the age of 22 and switched to the Sword Commanding Art?
Tao Ran felt that his boiling emotions had suddenly cooled down. He thought to himself, "Tao Ran, Tao Ran, why are you in such a hurry? All along, you have been calm and cheerful. Isn't that what you are most proud of? "
Although his current body was not his, it was valuable because it had a good foundation and a natural Spiritual Bone. In terms of cultivation talent, his original body could not be compared to it. As long as he could break the obsession of the original owner before his death, it would not be difficult to achieve harmony and become one with his body and soul. He could even go one step further and condense the acquired Taoist embryo that he had longed for but could not obtain.
And although this world was strange to him, the Original Spirit was far more prosperous than his hometown, the Original Dome Realm. With the foundation of his Dao Karma and the accumulation of his knowledge, as long as he had enough resources, it would only take him 15 years or even 10 years to push this body to the Mahayana realm and restore his Yuan Shen to its original state.
As for the Original Dome Realm, he had seriously injured the demons before he left. He expected that these evil people would choose to lie low for a period of time before they wreaked havoc in the world again. Although the position of the mole was critical, the sect had the Three Masters and Five Swords that he had personally cultivated, which was enough to deter others. As for the current Emperor of the Langya Heavenly Dynasty, although he was ambitious, he had cut off his claws and fangs, so it would be difficult for him to cause trouble for a while. As for the Heavenly Dao Sect in the south, before they went north, they had to avoid the two top sects, the Xuanyuan Sacred Mansion and the Lingnan Sword Sect.
After careful calculation, it would take at least 20 years for these troubles to break out one by one. So he still had time, didn't he?
Tao Ran should also have more confidence in the results of his 30 years in charge of the Divine Firmament Sect and the many rising stars in the sect.
As the saying goes, "Since ancient times, heroes have faced trials and tribulations, and their true colors will be revealed in the wind and rain." In the past thirty years, the Divine Firmament Chapter had always been under his wing. Therefore, the many disciples seemed mediocre. At a glance, they were all ordinary people.
But after he left, it wasn't certain that there wouldn't be a younger generation of heroes who would rise to prominence and shine with their own brilliance.
With the Divine Firmament Chapter's accumulated heritage, what was there for him to worry about?
When Tao Ran thought of this, he gradually calmed down. However, at this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded in front of his chest. The violent momentum made him stagger back seven steps, almost losing his footing.
Tao Ran snapped out of his daze and looked in front of him. He realized that the cold weapon mixed martial arts battle had already begun. The referee at the side also raised the red flag in his hand. "A direct hit! Five points! "
In front of him, the guy named Ichabod waved the heavy sword in his hand proudly. "Boy, what are you daydreaming about? Was he so stupid that he didn't even know how to surrender? Don't blame me, Ichabod has already given you a chance. "
Tao Ran couldn't help but frown. He gripped the sword in his hand tightly. He calmed himself down and turned his attention to what was in front of him. Just as he tried to circulate his Qi, blood, and divine consciousness to familiarize himself with this body and the sword in his hand, trying to find the feeling of using a sword decades ago, the referee suddenly waved the black flag in his right hand down.
In the next instant, there was another dull thud. The oppressive force caused the protective gear on his shoulder to automatically open up layers of magic arrays. However, the force that came from the side of his shoulder still made Tao Ran grit his teeth and stagger back on the arena.
This made Tao Ran's eyes faintly filled with anger.
Ever since his Imperial Sword Technique had reached the extreme realm of Concealed Intent, even someone as strong as the Nine Heavens Lustful Demon Dugu Tianyi had never dared to be so impudent in front of him.
"A hit from the side, three points!"
As the referee announced, Ichabod was very unhappy. "Hey, can you just stand there and don't move? There are clearly two more hits and it will be over. Do you really want to take more hits? "
Tao Ran didn't get angry but laughed instead. He had already suppressed the impetuous heart that shouldn't have existed in his chest. Then, he stood upright and drew a magical semicircle with the sword in his hand. Finally, it stopped three feet in front of his knees and pointed diagonally forward.
His divine consciousness also entered a magical state with the adjustment of his breathing. His heart was as still as water and his mind was as clear as a mirror.
At this moment, below the arena, William Jacques had already covered his eyes with his hands. He couldn't bear to continue watching.
Then, a melodious and cold female voice rang in his ears, "How's the situation? Does André have a chance? "
"Miss, you saw it too. Ammo has already lost by eight points. He doesn't even have a chance to fight back."
William turned around and found that the club's chairman, Louise Linden, was indeed standing behind him. And his voice was filled with helplessness. "He seems to have been scared silly by Ichabod. He can't even move. Damn it! He clearly fought with me in the club before, and we were pretty much on the same level. "
The young girl, Louise, was looking at the arena. There was a trace of astonishment in her beautiful eyes.
She felt that the guy's state was very strange. He seemed to have completely integrated into the environment and had become the whole background. He was even an inseparable part of this world. It was just like what the Easterners described, the martial arts state of 'Heaven and Man as One'.
But soon, she noticed the scoreboard at the side. Louise couldn't help but shake her head, thinking that she must have been possessed. It was because the blow this time was too heavy and she wanted a miracle too much. That was why she had such an illusion.
"Then, William, do you have a chance of winning the match in 15 minutes?"
"A little. The opponent's strength should be comparable to mine. I have a 70% chance of winning and he has a 30% chance of winning. But that's useless, my Missy. "
William spread his hands. "I can at most enter the third round. It's impossible after that. But so far, only four people in our club have entered the second round. In the current situation, we can only get enough points if two people can fight to the top eight. But only you, Missy Louise, can do it. "
"Sure enough —"
Louise's expression was slightly gloomy. Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly saw a ball of fire explode on the arena from the corner of her eyes. At the same time, there was a loud tremor, like a thunderclap that shook the entire arena, causing everyone in the stadium to look sideways.
In their eyes, Ichabod Wood's body seemed to have been hit by a truck. His entire body flew 20 meters from the ring, and then slammed heavily on the ground, causing the surrounding audience to scream incessantly.
"What happened?"
"That's Ichabod?"
"It seemed like the armor suddenly exploded just now?"
"Does anyone know what happened?"
"I don't understand. Anyway, it's the magic array of the armor suddenly fully opened, and then it exploded. Ichabod's whole body flew out."
The referees on the stage were also shocked. They rushed to Ichabod's side to see his situation. Some people rushed to the monitoring room to watch the previous video.
"He's unconscious, but fortunately, his vital signs are still there. His neck bone is slightly fractured, and his whole body is contuted."
"The neck component of the armor is also completely destroyed for unknown reasons. It needs to be examined by professionals."
"Can they wake him up? Is the Saint Healer here? "
"It's useless. In his current situation, even if he wakes up, he can't continue to fight. The Saint Healer can't cure concussions that are more than moderate."
"Has the video been pulled out? What the hell is going on? "
"I still don't know. I only saw the protective array of the armor open and then suddenly explode. I guess it's a problem with the armor."
The chaos lasted for a full five minutes. Five minutes later, the referee presiding over P12 walked back to the stage with a dull face and raised the red flag in his left hand.
"Given that Ichabod Wood is unconscious, Andre Lee Wildenstein wins and advances to the second round!"
Tao Ran, who was next to him, raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything in the end. He walked off the stage without saying a word.
William Jacques and Louise Linden, who were below the stage, were dumbfounded and looked at each other.
"That works? This luck — "
William said speechlessly, "Well, Missy, your luck is not bad. Ammo has given us some hope. Now, apart from you, as long as one more person from our school enters the top 16, we will be able to get enough points. "
Louise smiled weakly, then left the P12 arena with a heavy heart and walked in another direction.
William looked sideways at her with a hint of sympathy in his eyes. He knew what the young miss of Linden Academy was worried about. This unexpected victory had indeed left some hope for Linden Academy, and it was not bad.
But the current situation was not optimistic. Other than Elena and John Richardson, who had temporarily transferred to another school, no one else in the Sharp Weapon Club had enough confidence to enter the top 32.
Considering the withdrawal of those two people, it was obvious that someone was plotting against Louise Linden, and the situation was not optimistic.
At this time, Tao Ran had already walked back to his side. William immediately laughed and hugged his shoulder. "Hey! You lucky guy, you actually advanced. I think I should call you Lucky André now? No, it's Lucky Ammo! "
Tao Ran looked at him calmly. "You misunderstood, this is not luck."
William laughed and punched him hard on the chest. "Do you think it was you who sent him flying with a sword? Okay, Buddy, wait for me a little longer. It'll be my turn in a few minutes. After I win this round, we'll go back together. "
After that, he no longer paid any attention to Tao Ran. He walked alone to another ring numbered 15. His eyes were filled with confidence, as if he already had victory in his grasp.
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