Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Fifth Great Comparison

  "When did Ye Yun become so formidable? Why did that young man concede defeat just now? Didn't Ye Yun's sword aura not even hurt him?" a young disciple said.

  "What's with your eyes, didn't you see that the young man's left chest had a thin line cut out of his clothes? If Ye Yun wanted to kill him, he would have been killed in one move. Ye Yun just spared his face, so he directly chose to admit defeat." A young man sneered.

  Chen Xuan also saw that Ye Yun's sword had cut into the young man's left chest. This sword was extremely fast, and few people saw it. Just as the two swords were entwining each other, Ye Yun's sword lightly slid across his opponent's chest. Everyone's attention was drawn to the sword energy, so no one saw how Ye Yun's sword had been wielded. Ye Yun's battle ended quickly, but on the arena below, many battles had just begun.

  "Master didn't expect that we would be paired together this time, I directly admit defeat," a voice of admitting defeat came from the arena.

  "Alright, let's get down to business," a hoarse voice rang out. Chen Xuan took a look and saw that Ji Wu Shang had also been selected for this round. He had run into his own disciple from the same mountain peak, so he could only admit defeat. This was probably the simplest match so far.

  The eleventh round of matches also ended within half an hour, with six masters from the six peaks participating in the competition, all advancing to the next round, except for Ji Wu Shang who did not fight, and the others simply ended their battles quickly. The strength of the masters from the six peaks was still formidable, including Luo Yun Fei, who defeated his opponents with a single move, after which they rested for several minutes.

  A middle-aged man reported the numbers again, this time for the last round of today. The victorious disciples will enter the next round tomorrow, and there will still be twelve rounds of competition tomorrow. By then, less than three hundred disciples will remain, and the champion will be decided on the last day. After introducing them, the middle-aged man reported all the remaining numbers of the two hundred people. Only a few disciples from Danxuan Gate did not participate, this is the last round, by then all the disciples have participated in the first round of the elimination competition. Tomorrow's competition will still be twelve rounds, and more than nine hundred people will be eliminated, leaving only two hundred people who jumped off the high platform and flew towards their own arena, each displaying their body techniques, but so far no one's body technique has surpassed Chen Xuan's.

  Wow, so cool! The female disciples on the high platform who had advanced to the next round started screaming again. Chen Xuan saw that this time several disciples were adjusting their stances, and he also saw Qian Kun from Douling Peak following his footsteps step by step towards the arena, as if taking a leisurely stroll, with his clothes rustling in the wind.

  However, his time was used more, that is to say, his spiritual power control was better than Chen Xuan's, but it doesn't mean his spiritual power exceeded Chen Xuan's. Chen Xuan just hadn't reached the half-step True Martial stage yet, but his spiritual power was already comparable to an ordinary True Martial realm. In terms of spiritual power manipulation, he definitely couldn't catch up with these old disciples of the Spiritual Martial realm. This time, he also chose to show off his strength, and the second-ranked Chong Hai Feng's Xiao Qiuyu also floated onto the stage with a elegant demeanor.

  The last few peaks' masters each took out their own unique skills, with different postures but all extremely elegant. It seems that the top ten peaks' masters are indeed unfathomable in strength. Several figures also attracted the attention of the disciples on the high platform, "Look, these are the disciples of the Fourth Hall, they only appeared in the final round," some disciples exclaimed;

  Chen Xuan also noticed these few people, who were the four Lingwu realm disciples who had entered with him. It seemed that this year, the Fourth Hall had sent them out to participate in this grand competition. Chen Xuan took a glance at their strength and was shocked to find that each of them had reached the peak of the Lingwu realm. He himself had only managed to reach the peak after obtaining countless Yuanling Dans through hard work. He hadn't expected these few people to progress so quickly, it seemed that the Fourth Hall had invested heavily in them. Chen Xuan thought to himself:

  All the disciples have entered the arena, and Chen Xuan's eyes are also watching all the arenas. Now he must also figure out the true strength of these people. In this match, there are not many who can force them to use their full strength. Chen Xuan looked at the first-ranked Dou Lingfeng Dashi, Qian Kun, as well as the second-ranked Chonghai Peak's Xiao Qiuyu, both of whom were objects of Chen Xuan's attention. Only these two pose the greatest threat to himself, and he must also understand their specific strengths.

  Qian Kun's stage was at number fifty, and the disciple opposite him saw that his opponent was actually Qian Kun, who was ranked first. His legs were so scared that they started to tremble. "Master Qian, I admit defeat," this disciple directly admitted defeat, without even having the courage to fight back. "Why is my luck so bad, how did I run into this freak?" This disciple muttered to himself after admitting defeat.

  The judge didn't think it was strange and directly declared Qian Kun the winner. Qian Kun flew back to his own high platform from the arena once again.

  On the sixteenth stage, Xia Qiuyu, dressed in white, stood proudly in the middle of the stage, her hands clasped behind her back as she gazed at the young man before her. The young man opposite her also wore a helpless expression on his face. Hadn't he checked the almanac that morning? How did he end up running into Xia Qiuyu's senior brother, Xia Zhixing? This was the most unfortunate match ever! He had still had a chance to advance to the next round, but now that he'd encountered these jinxes, he didn't stand a chance. Yet, giving up wasn't an option either...

  "Have you thought it through? Are you going to make a move?" asked Xiao Qiuyu across from him.

  "I know I'm not a match for Shifu, but this time I came to participate in the Grand Competition to hone my skills. If I retreat today, I'll be letting myself down and this sword of mine. Even if I lose to Shifu today, I'll still hold my head high. I hope Shifu will give me some pointers," the young man said, standing up straighter.

  "Alright then, I'll indulge you, make your move, I'll give you three chances," Xiao Qiuyu said with an air of dominance.

  "I've offended you," the young man across from him said, finishing his sentence. His long sword swiftly left its scabbard, and with a low shout, a rainbow-colored light pierced the sky as an unmatched sword aura shot towards Xiao Qiuyu. The red sword aura emitted a dazzling glow. This young man's strength was at least at the half-step True Martial level, but unfortunately, he had encountered Xiao Qiuyu, who was also at the half-step True Martial level. He refused to back down without a fight simply because his opponent was the second-ranked disciple.

  "Not bad, your swordsmanship has already reached the sixth level of fire, and with time, your strength will also reach my level, but it still needs a lot of tempering," said Xiao Qiuyu, pointing out the opponent's swordsmanship. He sidestepped and dodged the opponent's sword attack, all the sword energy passing closely by his body. Xiao Qiuyu's control over his spiritual power had also reached an extremely pure level, and with a flick of his finger, he evaded the young man's sword moves; without any signs of disorder or making any counterattacks, it seemed that he really intended to let his opponent have three moves."

  The pale rainbow was vast, and the young man opposite him let out a low shout again, changing his sword move once more. This time, the sword move didn't have the same sharpness as before, but instead had a sense of grandeur and openness. The long sword became heavy, and with each swing, it emitted bursts of wind sounds. It seemed that this young man only wanted to reveal all of his best abilities at once, using all of his ultimate moves without any reservation from the start. He knew that if he didn't do so within three moves, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to make another move.

  "Ah, this move is not bad either, but unfortunately you can't fully grasp the grandeur of opening and closing, still a bit short of the right timing," Xiao Qiuyu, who was dodging between his opponent's sword moves, didn't forget to offer pointers to this disciple. Every single move he pointed out the weaknesses of his opponent, and after this match, this young man had at least avoided several years of detours, with many places being directly pinpointed by Xiao Qiuyu as problematic.

  "Thanks to the guidance of my senior, next is the final move, Cang Hong Yuan Ye," The long sword transformed into a wild horse that had broken free from its reins and was running wildly, full of wildness. The entire sword move became even more ferocious, losing the grandeur of the previous two moves. Its speed also increased by a lot compared to before. It's likely that Xiao Qiuyu won't be able to dodge this move if he doesn't take action;

  "This move is quite powerful, ordinary half-step Zhen Wu might not be able to dodge it. Your strength with this move is at least at the lower Earth level, and it's not easy to practice to this point."

  Xiao Qiuyu finished speaking, his right hand drew an arc, towards the wild horse that was running towards him, following the momentum, directly turning the wild horse around in a circle on the stage, using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds, borrowing force to counterattack, without using any strength, directly dissolving the opponent's offensive, this is something that can only be achieved when one has reached the state of wu-ji (no extremes) in martial arts, and Xiao Qiuyu had done it.

  The young man on the other side saw that his three strongest moves had been broken by the opponent, and he knew his place. He bowed to Xiao Qiuyu and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance. I'm grateful from the bottom of my heart. Today, I lost with a clear conscience, thank you for sparing me, senior brother. I admit defeat." The young man said to the referee.