The next morning.
Lu An woke up early and headed to the arena alone. Along the way, all the disciples cheered when they saw him. It was enough to show how popular Lu An was now.
It couldn't be helped. At least in the past few decades, no one in the Dacheng Sky Mountain had shown such an impact on the champion. Lu An was now the favorite to win the championship. Everyone was very optimistic about him.
Compared to the cheers around him, Lu An seemed very calm. He would only smile when someone greeted him. The rest of the time, he was expressionless and walked straight ahead.
Last night, he wanted to go to the dungeon to see Wei Tao and Han Ya, but he was rejected. It was obvious that this was Shi Zhangdao's revenge for disrespecting him.
However, Shi Zhangdao had promised him that he would not harm the two of them during this period. They would only be in jail and would not suffer. For the current Lu An, winning every match was the most important.
Compared to when he participated in the previous matches, Lu An now held the belief that he would definitely win. As long as he could save the two of them, he would not care even if he had to use the Realm of the Demon Gods and the Ninth Heaven Sacred Flame.
In addition to ensuring that Wei Tao and Han Ya would not be harmed, Lu An also asked the two sect leaders not to spread the news about Han Ya. Originally, the two sect leaders did not agree to this because they would not be able to explain it to everyone. However, under Lu An's strong request, the two of them finally compromised.
After entering the arena, Lu An walked straight to the waiting area and sat down. Not long after, Huang Zhizhong also came.
He more or less knew what had happened yesterday. At least now everyone knew that Wei Tao and Han Ya had worked together to kill Liu Panshan. However, the sect leader did not reveal why.
Huang Zhizhong also heard a little about Lu An's request. He glanced at Lu An. At this moment, only the two of them were left in the huge waiting area. Huang Zhizhong sat down while Lu An sat behind him. The two of them did not speak for a while.
After a while, Huang Zhizhong finally moved. He turned to look at Lu An and asked, "Today, you are facing the number one disciple of the Fuyi Sect. Are you confident?"
Lu An nodded. "Okay."
He had seen a few of his opponent's battles. Although he was the champion of the Fuyi Clan, he had to spend a lot of time to win every time and had to reveal a lot of his trump cards.
"That's good." Huang Zhizhong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't feel too much pressure. You can win as long as you perform normally."
"Yes." Lu An nodded gently.
After that, the two of them stopped talking and quietly waited for the start of the competition. At this moment, Lu An looked around and quickly found Beauty Yang.
Naturally, he told Beauty Yang about what happened yesterday. Moreover, he also told Beauty Yang to prepare for battle. If things did not go according to Lu An's plan on the last day, he would have to go to the dungeon to rescue the two of them and then leave Mount Dacheng.
At this moment, Gao Fei's loud and clear voice suddenly came from the field. Lu An turned his head and looked toward the arena.
"Today, the top ten have been decided." Gao Fei said loudly, "The top ten contestants will give their all in the next four days to fight for the championship. Now, let the first match begin! "
"Lu An from Mount Dacheng against Hu Yang from the Fuyi Clan!" Gao Fei shouted.
As soon as he said that, the audience erupted into the most enthusiastic cheers!
"Lu An! Lu An! Lu An … "
The audience was shouting Lu An's name. Their voices could probably be heard throughout the entire Inner Peak. Huang Zhizhong turned his head and said to Lu An with a smile, "It's your turn to go on stage."
Lu An nodded and stood up from his seat. He walked to the edge of the spectator stand and leaped down.
Bang.
When he landed on the ground, he immediately stirred up a cloud of dust. Lu An's expression was calm. He walked forward step by step and finally stood in the center of the arena.
Gao Fei was not far in front of Lu An. The two of them looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable expression in their eyes.
After the two of them bowed to each other, Gao Fei looked at Lu An meaningfully and then said loudly, "Let the match begin!"
In an instant, Gao Fei disappeared, leaving only Lu An standing calmly in the same place. His eyes were still fixed on the spot where Gao Fei had left.
At this moment, his opponent had already made his move.
His opponent was a metal-type Celestial Master. Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and two rare full moon scimitars appeared in his hands. With one in each hand, the cold light on the scimitars was terrifying.
At the same time, Hu Yang roared and his aura surged. He knew that Lu An was not an easy opponent. If he wanted to defeat Lu An, he could not hold back.
The full moon scimitars in Hu Yang's hands shone brightly. The golden light actually spread to a distance of three meters around him. From afar, it looked like a golden wall.
Then, Hu Yang moved.
With a bang, Hu Yang rushed out from where he was. In the blink of an eye, rubble flew everywhere it passed. The golden fortress transformed into a sharp scimitar that headed straight for Lu An!
Obviously, this golden light was not a simple light. If he wanted to fight with Hu Yang, he had to break this golden light first. From the previous battle, Lu An already knew that the power of this light was not weak.
However, that was all.
Lu An took a light breath and focused his eyes. Just as his opponent was about to reach him, a cold light flashed in his hand. Then, he waved his hand, and a cold Qi immediately slashed out from the dagger.
Whoosh!
Immediately, the golden light that Hu Yang was so proud of was split in half by the cold Qi. At the same time, Lu An's figure flashed, taking advantage of the gap created by the attack to rush towards Hu Yang!
Hu Yang was shocked. Naturally, he would not be frightened by Lu An so easily. The Fuyi Sect was particular about precise control in battle. As the number one disciple of the Fuyi Sect, he would not be afraid of anyone in close combat!
His opponent had two frost daggers, but he also had two scimitars. Moreover, the distance between scimitars was longer than the daggers. This was his advantage!
Hu Yang shouted angrily, "Third Crescent Moon Scimitar!"
In an instant, the two scimitars became illusory. Countless sword shadows lit up around Hu Yang, covering his body tightly. At the same time, they pressed down on Lu An from all directions!
Different from the Ten Thousand Swords Manor's swordsmanship, this Third Crescent Moon Scimitar was not a sword technique, but a real third-grade Heaven Technique. Every slash was not an illusion. Every slash contained sufficient power. Although this Heaven Technique consumed a lot of Hu Yang's energy, he was willing to use it if he could end the battle quickly.
Seeing the sword shadows coming at him from such a close distance, Lu An's eyes were calm. He quickly raised his dagger to block. Immediately, countless collisions sounded. Under the suppression of his opponent's Third Crescent Moon Scimitar, Lu An's body could not help but retreat.
Lu An's retreat made everyone from the Dacheng Celestial Mountain panic. One had to know that before this, Lu An had never been suppressed by anyone. Instead, he had ended the battle quickly. Could it be that the number one disciple of the Fuyi Sect was really so strong?
However, the eight sect leaders sitting together naturally did not think so. They could clearly see Lu An's actions. This lad was able to use his own strength to block all the saber shadows instead of using Heaven Skills to block them. Just this point alone was enough to shock them.
How high did one's perception and reaction speed have to be to be able to deal with opponents of the same level? Just based on this move, all the sect leaders knew that the Fuyi Sect had lost.
In particular, the Fuyi Sect had lost in the battle control that they were so proud of. Looking at the young man's casual response, although he was retreating, where was the pressure to speak of?
However, this kid could clearly end the battle quickly. Why did he deliberately block the sword shadows — as if it was a performance?
Speaking of performance … it meant that he was deliberately showing it to others.
Thinking of this, all the sect leaders felt that it was very strange. Indeed, from this aspect, they could see how great this kid's talent was. Could it be that this kid's goal was just to show off his potential?
This time, they guessed correctly. This was what Lu An was thinking. Shi Changdao, the only one who did not speak, looked at the kid seriously. He knew that Lu An was showing him how great his value was.
In this way, he would care more about Lu An and not Liu Panshan's death.
On the battlefield, after blocking the Third Crescent Moon Scimitar, Hu Yang, who had used a rank three Heaven Technique, was somewhat panting. On the other hand, Lu An was still as calm as before.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Third Crescent Moon Scimitar ended and the opponent could not immediately use other Heaven Techniques, Lu An suddenly attacked. The dagger went straight for the opponent's throat!
The opponent was shocked and hurriedly blocked with his scimitar. The length of the scimitar was its advantage. Although he attacked later, it reached first and went straight for Lu An's wrist.
Ding.
The scimitar was blocked by the dagger. At the same time, another dagger had already arrived at Hu Yang's side from a completely different angle.
Hu Yang could not block it in time. Although he had already dodged, he was still stabbed two inches by the dagger.
Immediately, cold air surged and instantly invaded his internal organs. His entire body's fate wheel paused, causing Hu Yang's body to tighten and he suddenly shivered.
And it was this shiver that caused him to lose all his defenses. In an instant, he was hit by Lu An's fist. He groaned and his body's Qi froze.
Following that, just as he was about to raise his fate wheel to counterattack, a bone-piercing temperature appeared in front of his forehead.
"You lost." Lu An looked at Hu Yang and said calmly.
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