As the long sword stabbed out, countless Sword Qi burst out from the tip of the sword.
These Sword Qi were very small, like silver needles. However, there were many of them and they were densely packed together. Countless small Sword Qi spread out in a fan shape and shrouded Ling Hua.
The range of the Sword Qi was very wide and it sealed the space in an instant.
When Ling Hua saw this, he quickly retreated and waved the long spear in his hand to shatter the oncoming Sword Rain.
Now that the rain of swords was vast and had sealed the space, he could no longer teleport as he wished.
Boom boom boom!!
Explosions kept ringing out. Although the sword rain was scattered and each sword energy was very small, it was extremely sharp and powerful.
The violent explosions caused the fighting platform to become turbulent and the airwaves were monstrous.
Although Ling Hua was not simple, he was no match for Zhuo Jianhao. With one move of the Sword Rain, he was forced to the edge of the spectator stand.
"Lose!"
A light shout suddenly sounded. Just as the Sword Rain was about to dissipate, a huge sword force rose up. Zhuo Jianhao held his long sword in his hand and swung it towards the heavens.
Swoosh!
The sword light was dazzling and bright. A terrifying Sword Qi was like a long river that traversed the heavens and earth. It flew towards Ling Hua at an unparalleled speed.
"What?" When Ling Hua saw this, his expression changed. He had already retreated to the edge of the fighting platform and the surrounding Sword Rain had not completely dissipated. He could not teleport away.
When he felt the power of the Sword Rain, he even felt as though his entire body was being torn apart. His entire body was cold as though he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Retreat!
Without hesitation, Ling Hua quickly retreated and left the fighting platform.
The powerful Sword Qi shot out for more than 30,000 miles and only dissipated when it was close to the spectator stand.
"Zhuo Jianhao wins!"
The brown-robed elder's voice rang out. Then, Zhuo Jianhao turned around and left.
To him, defeating a mere Ling Hua was as easy as waving his hand.
The crowd was shocked. Zhuo Jianhao seemed to be stronger than Yan Lantian, Yang Tiancheng and the rest!
Of course, Yan Lantian and the rest had not displayed their true strength. It was still uncertain who was stronger.
But what was certain was that the first place would be obtained by Zhuo Jianhao, Yang Tiancheng and the other two godly talents.
"He's indeed quite powerful!" Su Mo nodded his head in approval. However, Ling Hua was too weak. Other than teleportation, her combat strength was not that strong.
After that, the martial arts competition continued.
You Lang stepped onto the stage. However, he did not challenge Su Mo. That was because Su Mo had already fought once and would not be able to fight again in this round.
You Lang challenged a genius of the Thundercloud Birds Race and defeated his opponent in a single move.
Battle after battle, due to the large number of people, it was very time-consuming.
Of course, this was because no one had been eliminated. As long as the three rounds of challenges were over, those who had lost three rounds in a row would all be eliminated. At that time, the process would be much faster.
Ling Feng from the Shining Spiritual Tribe also defeated his opponent with one move. Yan Lantian from the Black Flame Tribe and Lei Yunhao from the Thundercloud Birds Tribe did the same.
Perhaps it was because of Zhuo Jianhao's strength that they did not want to slowly defeat their opponents. All of them displayed their terrifying strength.
After a long time, it was Yang Tiancheng's turn again.
Whoosh!
The extraordinarily handsome Yang Tiancheng wore a faint smile on his face as he slowly flew down to the Fighting Ring.
"Holy Lady, this is my second battle!" Yang Tiancheng cupped his fists towards Yun You You and said with a smile.
"Mm!" Yun You You lightly nodded her head. However, her small mouth twitched slightly. You don't have to tell me which battle you are!
At this moment, Yang Tiancheng still did not choose his opponent. Instead, he took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Holy Lady, when I was free just now, I wrote a few poems and gave them to you as a gift. I hope you like them!"
Looking at Yun You You's beautiful face, Yang Tiancheng looked calm on the surface. However, his heart was unusually excited. As long as Yun You You gave him a chance, he would definitely be able to woo her.
He understood a woman's heart very well. In the past, even those cold and aloof beauties could not escape from his attacks.
As soon as Yang Tiancheng's words came out, everyone was shocked. They had heard that Yang Tiancheng was not only a godly talent, but also an extraordinary talent. It seemed that it was true. Now, he was actually going to show off his literary talent.
"Gosh!" Hearing this, Su Mo's eyes widened. Damn, this guy is actually showing off his literary talent. Is he thinking of ways to win Qing Xuan's favor?
However, Su Mo secretly shook his head. In this world, martial arts were respected. Everyone was crude. How high could Yang Tiancheng's literary talent be?
Hearing this, Yun You You was stunned and hesitated. She was not stupid and knew that Yang Tiancheng was trying to win her favor. However, she did not want to have any interaction with him.
"What poem, tell me!"
Before Yun You You could speak, Ling Xuan, who was beside her, spoke first. Her face was full of interest.
"Mm!"
Yang Tiancheng nodded his head solemnly and let out a light breath. Immediately after, he looked at Yun You You affectionately and softly recited,
My infatuated Lan Yi's heart is blurred.
Unrequited love moistens the bottom of my heart.
Moon Fragrant Deity Leads Fate.
Nine Heavens Fairy Dreams Interdependence.
Yang Tiancheng recited the poem word by word. The faint sound of his words floated through the entire fighting ground.
"So powerful!"
"Not bad, he indeed has literary talent!"
"Not only is Yang Tiancheng talented, I did not expect his literary talent to be so extraordinary as well!"
"His talent is really unparalleled!"
After hearing Yang Tiancheng's poem, many people praised him. Although many people did not understand it, they pretended to understand it.
"What a lousy poem!" Su Mo cursed in his heart and almost laughed out loud. Could this be called a poem?
However, after a while, he could not help but squint his eyes. He realized that there was actually a hidden meaning in the poem.
"I love the Holy Lady!" Su Mo muttered to himself. In these four sentences, the first word of the first sentence, the second word of the second sentence, the third word of the third sentence and the fourth word of the fourth sentence, when combined together, it was – I love the Holy Lady!
This caused Su Mo's face to darken. No matter how good his temper was, he could not help but feel angry. This Yang Tiancheng was actually so shameless. He had actually dared to confess his love in front of so many people.
This caused a sense of crisis to arise in his heart. Could it be that Qing Xuan was really attracted to such a person?
If that was the case, there would be trouble!
"He is simply asking for it!" Su Mo's heart sank. Immediately after, he lightly laughed. Yang Tiancheng had dared to confess his love to Qing Xuan in front of him. He would definitely make Yang Tiancheng regret it later!
On the Northern Stands, after hearing Yang Tiancheng's poem, Yun You You seemed to have discovered the mystery in it. She smiled and said, "Young Master Yang is extraordinary, I am impressed!"
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