An ear-deafening explosion resounded, and the soil was lifted several meters high.
Everyone covered their ears as they watched this scene in shock. Unlike that man, they, who were spectators, were able to personally experience Princess Yao's strength.
The purpose of that gigantic wave was not to harm the man, but to break his defense and imprison him on the spot. Everyone could clearly see that the huge waves were not crashing down all at once. Instead, they were crashing down in an orderly manner.
The instant the gigantic wave disappeared, both of her clenched fists had already appeared three meters above the man's head. At this moment, the man could no longer dodge.
This was clearly a premeditated move, and all of this was done by the princess who had just cultivated for a month!
Coupled with the close combat earlier, it was undeniably shocking!
Battle techniques, immense divine energy, and the use of divine arts. Princess Yao displayed these three points to perfection, and even Lu An, who was watching from afar, was a little stunned. He truly did not expect that Yao's progress would be so fast!
Furthermore, judging from Yao's strength, her strength had most likely already surpassed the level two peak Heavenly Masters outside, or even level three Heavenly Masters, right?
When he thought of this, Lu An could not help but shudder. It had only been a month, and such a change had already occurred. If he were to go out with Yao again, she would most likely be the one protecting him, right?
When he thought of this, Lu An could not help but bitterly smile. Compared to Yao's improvement, this one month was no different from him making no progress. As expected, comparisons were odious.
However, when he saw that Yao had such a huge improvement, Lu An felt very gratified. After all, this was Sengoku, and Yao was a princess, so it was not too strange for her to have such progress.
When the soil fell, everyone was stunned, because they shockingly realized that the man was actually not hit. From the shape of the gigantic crater on the ground, the two fists seemed to have separated a little at the very end, allowing the man in the center to flow out of the empty space, causing him to not be hit.
Looking at the man's panicked expression, it was clear that he was not the one who did it. Then, it must be that Princess Yao was kind and did not want to hurt him.
The host walked to the center of the arena, and loudly announced to everyone. "Princess Yao wins!"
In an instant, everyone burst into deafening cheers! Yao's strength made everyone in the Immortal Region see hope. Moreover, Yao's kindness also made them feel endless admiration!
Even the man was the same. He looked at the princess and bowed respectfully, his face full of admiration.
When Yao returned to the stands, Lu An smiled at her and said, "Congratulations."
"I'm awesome, aren't I?" Yao said with a smile.
Lu An nodded with a smile and followed Yao back to his parents' side.
At this moment, apart from being happy, Jun asked with a slight frown. "Little Yao, where did you learn how to use a dagger?"
After Yuan heard this, he became slightly serious and said, "During this month, when she was cultivating, I recommended some weapons to her. They were all weapons with powerful immortal arts, but she didn't accept them. On the other hand, I can't stop him from practicing with a dagger. Besides, our Sengoku doesn't have any Sengoku related to daggers! "
"That's right!" Jun frowned as he looked at Yao, and said. "While it's still early, Little Yao, you should change to another one. If you don't use so many powerful immortal arts, wouldn't it be a waste of your talent? "
"Mom, I only want to use a dagger." Hearing her parents' words, Yao still insisted. "Besides, it's just a weapon. Don't be prejudiced against it."
Hearing their daughter's words, Yuan and Jun looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Both of them didn't say anything, afraid that their daughter would stop cultivating because of the weapon. That would be terrible.
After the ninth round ended, the next round of battles began. Today, Sengoku wanted to end the first round of the competition, so the battles continued one after another. There was almost no time to rest in between. The host would repair the damaged arena to ensure that every opponent entered the arena in the same condition.
The twentieth round …
The thirtieth round …
The fortieth round …
The fiftieth round …
The sixtieth round …
By the time the sixtieth round ended, it was already afternoon. The battles didn't stop even in the afternoon, and everyone had their lunch here. Lu An, on the other hand, was seated on the spectator stand and had almost never left.
His eyes were fixed on the battles in the arena. After so many battles, he finally concluded and confirmed the rules and techniques of Sengoku's battles.
First of all, he confirmed the strength of these people.
Basically, those below the age of seventeen were equivalent to a Level Two Heavenly Master, while those above the age of seventeen were equivalent to a Level Three Heavenly Master. Of course, there were also those with outstanding strength. Lu An saw a few people who looked about fourteen years old, but their strength was as high as a Level Three Heavenly Master. This level of strength made Lu An very surprised.
Sure enough, Sengoku was not something that the outside world could compare to. Even the so-called geniuses in Mount Dacheng Tianshan were not worth mentioning when compared to these people.
Secondly, he confirmed the fighting techniques of these people.
Most of the people in Sengoku would not choose to fight in close combat. Even if they had their own weapons, they were more like items needed to use immortal arts, and not real weapons. Most of their battles were long-range fights, after all, the substance formed by immortal energy could extend very far, and they could also control and defend at will. Indeed, long-range attacks were the strength of the people in Sengoku.
Finally, he confirmed the fighting experience of the people in Sengoku.
Just as Jun said, the people in Sengoku were not flowers in a greenhouse. Those above the age of fifteen were basically not lacking in fighting experience. Only those below the age of fifteen were slightly immature, but they were definitely not the type who had never fought before. Later on, Lu An also asked Yao. Basically, the people in Sengoku would go on a mission every year, and they would focus on training the young people.
As for Lu An, he was only at the late stage of Level One. Although his strength was no different from an ordinary peak Level One, that was all. He had lost the Nine Heavens Sacred Fire and Deep Ice, and he did not dare to use the Realm of the Demon Gods. He could only use immortal energy, and it was hard to say if he could exert the strength of a late stage Level One.
Therefore, participating in a battle of this level was really not a good thing for him.
At least until now, Lu An had not seen more than a handful of people who were equivalent to a Level One Heavenly Master, and they were all younger than him. This made Lu An smile bitterly in his heart.
Sixty-first match …
Sixty-sixth match …
Sixty-ninth match …
When the sixty-ninth match began, the spectators in the stands were basically numb. Unless the young people who were related to them were on the stage, they would not pay much attention. After all, they were all powerful people, and would not be interested in such a low-level battle.
However, the two people fighting in the arena were definitely not going to die down. Both of them fought with all their might, and neither of them wanted to be eliminated in the first round. For a moment, immortal energy was everywhere, and immortal techniques were blasted one after another. Their figures kept flickering, and they did not let the other party's immortal techniques hit them.
The long ribbons of immortal energy were constantly entangled in the air, and the two of them were evenly matched, so it was difficult to determine the winner. Just as the spectators were about to fall asleep from watching, a roar finally came from the arena.
Following the explosion, a person finally fell to the ground. The host came to the arena once again to announce the results of this match.
"Number 138 wins!" The host announced loudly. "Next, the contestants for the seventieth match, get ready!"
Seventieth match … There were still thirty matches to come. The spectators were already tired of watching, and some even wanted to leave.
However, at this moment, everyone's eyes suddenly widened, and they opened their eyes, as if they were interested!
This was because they saw that the outsider who was sitting next to the head of the stands slowly stood up!
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