"If it were anyone else, such as Purple Cloud Sword, they wouldn't have been able to block this attack. Since he's quite pleasing to the eye, I'll give him a hand," Zhao Yuande thought to himself.
After dodging the hammer, Zhao Yuande's figure flashed and appeared behind Yang Mingzhao. He slapped Yang Mingzhao's back.
"No … I admit defeat!" Yang Mingzhao knew that things weren't looking good when his hammer didn't hit Zhao Yuande. He immediately admitted defeat.
However, Zhao Yuande's palm had already landed on Yang Mingzhao's body.
"Boom!"
Although Zhao Yuande didn't activate the power of the eight suns in his body, he used the Combat Immortal Art.
Thirty-six times his strength and his powerful physical body meant that this punch was enough to shatter an expert who had stepped into the fourth minor step.
However, Zhao Yuande didn't expect this punch to land on Yang Mingzhao's body.
This punch felt like it had landed on cotton, making him feel as if he had punched nothing.
"No, I can't let him neutralize my attack like this. Otherwise, all my efforts will be for naught!" Zhao Yuande's mind raced as a strong spiritual power burst out and rushed into Yang Mingzhao's body through his palm.
In an instant, Zhao Yuande's spiritual power rushed into Yang Mingzhao's mind.
"Ah!"
Yang Mingzhao screamed in pain as he held his head and rolled on the ground.
"I'll teach you a lesson!" Zhao Yuande snorted and pretended to be cold as he returned to his seat.
"Zhao Yuande wins by one point," the referee announced after looking at Zhao Yuande.
Yang Mingzhao screamed in pain for more than ten breaths before gradually stopping. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Zhao Yuande.
He regretted making an enemy out of this guy. He knew that his opponent was strong, so he didn't want to show off.
Now, his spiritual power had been damaged and he wouldn't be able to recover for at least half a month. He wouldn't be able to enter the finals this time.
"The second round, Purple Cloud Sword against Fang Hong!"
The Purple Cloud Sword's opponent was average. His battle prowess was not strong, but his abilities were not weak.
The Purple Cloud Sword also took a dozen breaths to defeat his opponent and obtain the first point.
"The third match, Lu Ping versus Zhuo Yi!"
Lu Ping was a woman in green. She looked elegant and simple. The long sword in her hand transformed into lotus flowers that danced in the air.
Zhuo Yi was a burly man. His physical body was relatively strong. Every punch of his was like a huge mountain descending with a rumble.
The two of them, one hard and one soft, were evenly matched in their battle. They fought for almost an hour before the victor was decided.
In the end, Zhuo Yi's strength was severely depleted, and his lower abdomen was pierced by Lu Ping's sword. Only then did he admit defeat helplessly.
Lu Ping received one point.
"The fourth match, Zhao Yuande versus Fang Hong!"
When Fang Hong saw that his opponent was Zhao Yuande, he immediately admitted defeat.
He didn't want to become like Yang Mingzhao.
"The fifth round …"
"The sixth round …"
Zhao Yuande swept all the way. Other than the Purple Cloud Sword, the other four were all defeated by him. Moreover, other than Yang Mingzhao, the other three directly admitted defeat and obtained four points in the end.
The Purple Cloud Sword also won every match and also obtained four points.
As for the others, they all knew that they didn't have a chance to fight for the finals, so they fought especially hard.
All of them used all their techniques. Every one of them improved greatly in the battle.
The last moment was the battle between Zhao Yuande and the Purple Cloud Sword. Everyone was looking forward to the battle between the two of them.
Unexpectedly, the Purple Cloud Sword actually smiled at Zhao Yuande and directly admitted defeat.
"I'm not your match, so there's no need to fight anymore!" The Purple Cloud Sword said helplessly, "I'll save some tricks to fight for the top ten!"
"Hehe, that's good too." Zhao Yuande nodded.
Although the Purple Cloud Sword is inferior to him, he still needs to use some tricks if he wants to defeat the other party.
Right now, he needed to save as much as possible to confuse those old fellows and make them think that he is inferior to Huo Lie.
After two people were selected from their group, most of the other groups finished their matches.
Twenty people gathered together. Zhao Yuande didn't see Ye Nan, Ye Xin 'er and the others. He couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.
However, at this moment, Zhao Yuande felt two powerful killing intent coming towards him.
"It's actually Huo Lie and Qian Gui. They want to kill me?" Zhao Yuande slightly frowned. However, he quickly understood what was going on.
These two people must have been bribed by the two women.
Min Qiu and Xie Mei both died at his hands. If those two women didn't take out some tricks, then it wouldn't be right.
However, these two people are courting death. If they really dare to kill me, then I won't be polite.
With his current methods, killing these two people wasn't too difficult.
He also found an acquaintance. It was the yellow clothed young master that he saw in the City Lord's Mansion. This person looked at Zhao Yuande with a trace of fear in his eyes.
There was a gentle youth beside the yellow clothed young master. When the youth saw the yellow clothed young master's expression, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Yuande.
"That person is the outsider who killed Xie Mei?" The gentle youth's voice entered the yellow clothed young master's ears.
"Yes! It's him. Brother-in-law, you must be careful. This person is very powerful. Moreover, he has a Good Fortune Immortal Treasure. Moreover, Min Qiu also died at his hands. "The yellow clothed young master's voice trembled.
If he knew that Zhao Yuande was so powerful, he wouldn't have provoked him.
Now, he only hoped that the other party didn't know that he was the one who did it.
"You don't have to worry. He'll be dealt with by Huo Lie and Qian Gui. You didn't see the two of them looking at him with eyes full of killing intent."
"I hope so!"
"..."
"Now, the twenty of you will be sent to the True Fire Divine Palace to cultivate for three days. After three days, you will get five days of rest and then participate in the finals. At that time, the ten strongest people will be chosen to participate in the final trial of the Fire God Star Field." The vice hall master looked at the twenty people. His eyes were no longer cold and aloof. Instead, they were filled with a gentle attitude.
These people were very talented. As long as they didn't die, they would definitely become experts at the eighth small step. Moreover, there might be a few people who could surpass him.
"Now that you're ready, we'll set off!"
The vice hall master waved his sleeve, and the twenty people immediately felt the world spin.
In the next moment, they appeared in a huge flame palace.
There was one side of the flame palace that didn't have a wall. When everyone looked over, they immediately saw a blood-red world.
It was a vast sea of fire. In the sea of fire, there were huge iron chains that locked up a huge fire dragon that was tens of thousands of feet long.
This fire dragon seemed to be in a deep sleep as it let out a thunderous snoring sound.
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