Chapter 35: Crushing Speed (Part 1)
Although Xuan Tian had reached the eighth level of Wu Dao cultivation, Li Yi Chang still addressed him as 'Shixiong'.
One is the loser's respect for the winner, and two is Li Yichang's gratitude towards Xuan Tian!
Failure is not terrible, what's terrible is losing hope!
Li Yichang was originally a clever person, but he was defeated by Xuan Tian's eightfold repair with just 26 moves. For a while, it was hard to accept, and feelings of disappointment and abandonment arose. But as soon as Xuan Tian reminded him, he immediately came to his senses.
He bowed his head in gratitude towards Xuan Tian, and then Li Yichang turned around and jumped off the stage. His face was like Fan Hong's, without any anger or resentment.
Those who watched from the side were perhaps only astonished by Xuan Tian's strength, while Li Yi Chang faced Xuan Tian's attack head-on and could feel how terrifying Xuan Tian's sword was. The speed of his sword reached its peak, suppressing Li Yi Chang's agile and cunning sword skills, defeating him with a crushing posture.
Xuantian also stepped down from the stage, advancing to the eighth round. The top eight disciples had emerged, with the first four already decided: 1st White Zhanhe, 2nd Zhang Long, 3rd Yang Dingjun, and 4th Lin Wuying.
There are still three games left, but Xuan Tian is no longer concerned. It's not early today, and after the game, the 9th-16th places will be decided. The eighth round of competition can only take place tomorrow.
Tomorrow's match is 8 advancing to 4, 4 advancing to 2, and 2 advancing to 1. There are not many matches, and the 8th, 9th, and 10th rounds will all be held tomorrow.
The final ranking of this year's outer door disciple ranking competition will be announced tomorrow.
Returning home, Xuan Tian immediately began to sit and rest.
Tomorrow there will be three rounds of competition, and the opponents are basically all top-notch masters among the outer disciples. I need to rest well and be in my best state to welcome the final battle.
Xuān Tiān's understanding of the Wind Chasing Sword Technique has reached its peak, his sword skills are divine and effortless, no need for further practice.
Tonight, Xuantian is ready to rest well and prepare for tomorrow's three-wheel battle.
Not long after, the fifth round of competition came to an end. Huang Shi returned to his residence and informed Xuan Tian that the three disciples who advanced to the eighth round were Ma Tao, Zhu Dan, and Gu Xi Yuan.
The game is over, and the dinner time has arrived. I went to have dinner with Huang Shi, took a walk for half an hour, and then Xuan Tian returned to his residence to rest early.
A night without words.
The next day, the outer gate square of Tianjian Sect was bustling with activity early in the morning.
Today is the last day of the Outer Gate Disciple Ranking Competition. Who will win and who will lose? Who will laugh to the end? How long can Xuan Tian, this dark horse, hold on?
All the mysteries will be revealed today.
"Round 8, Match 1, White Zhan He vs Ma Tao, Arena 1."
"Round 8, Match 2, Zhang Long (No. 2) vs Gu Xiyan (No. 8), Arena 2."
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Bai Zhanhe and Zhang Long's opponent was quickly eliminated.
Yang Dingjun's face showed a smile, and the disciples who were drawn by lottery were left with only Zhu Dan and Xuan Tian. He had a 50% chance of drawing Xuan Tian as his opponent in this round.
Thinking of Du Wenke and Liang Zhong, both were defeated by Xuan Tian, and both were injured under Xuan Tian's hands. Yang Dingjun hated Xuan Tian even more, his teeth itching with rage.
It was Yang Dingjun's turn to draw lots. He walked over to the box, reached inside and felt around, quickly finding a token which he pulled out.
Upon seeing the number on the token, Yang Ding Jun immediately showed a disappointed expression. The number on it was 10.
"Elder Han took over the token and loudly declared: 'Round 8, Match 3, No. 3 Yang Dingjun vs No. 10 Zhu Dan, Arena 1.'"
Just then, Elder Han shouted again: "Eighth round, fourth match, No. 4 Lin Wuying versus No. 467 Huang Tian, second arena."
Only Lin Wuying and Xuantian were left, so there was no need to draw lots. The two of them would naturally be opponents.
Upon hearing Han Changlao's words, a smile suddenly appeared on Lin Wuying's face.
Although Xuan Tian defeated Li Yichang's sword speed was extremely fast, Lin Wuying was known as the Fast Sword, and his sword speed was equally extremely fast.
Last year's ranking match, Lin Wuying used a fast sword to defeat Li Yichang, and his strength was better than him. Therefore, even if Xuantian defeated Li Yichang with a fast sword, Lin Wuying was very confident in his heart that he would definitely use an even faster sword to defeat Xuantian.
"I want everyone to know that the title of 'Fast Sword' belongs only to me, Lin Wuying." Lin Wuying thought to himself.
Today, many places in the square are empty, eight boxing rings, six have been removed, leaving only two.
Xuantian arrived at Arena 2 when Zhang Long and Gu XiYuan's battle had just begun.
Gu Xiyuan is the first senior sister of the third outer courtyard, about seventeen years old, with a slightly petite figure and very fair skin. Although she can't compare to Ling Xingyue and Bai Ling, she is also a beauty.
Gu Xiyuan's swordsmanship was light and agile, swift and nimble. When she danced with her sword, it was as if she were fluttering about like a butterfly, making the scene even more captivating. If there was anyone else in this ranking tournament whose match could rival Xu Tian's popularity, it would undoubtedly be Gu Xiyuan.
Another female disciple, Zhu Dan, had darker skin and was less attractive than Gu Xi Yuan. In terms of popularity, she was far inferior to Gu Xi Yuan.
Zhang Long's sword momentum is overbearing, and in peacetime, Zhang Long is like a sword out of its scabbard. When he fights, his sharpness is revealed, and the entire person's vital energy rises to the sky, already able to see a complete giant sword shadow, rushing into the sky, with airflow in the air tens of meters, all as straight as a sword, condensed and not scattered.
Zhang Long's every sword strike was like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, with an overwhelming momentum that made it difficult for Gu Xiyan to dodge. Despite his agility, he was forced to retreat continuously, barely blocking Zhang Long's sixteen swords before being pushed to the edge of the arena. With no room to retreat, Gu Xiyan could only jump off the stage, losing the match.
As for Bai Zhanhe and Ma Tao on the No. 1 arena, their battle ended even faster, with Ma Tao being defeated after blocking only thirteen of Bai Zhanhe's swords.
Bai Zhenghe and Zhang Long both defeated their opponents and advanced to the ninth round of competition, entering the top four.
Next is the match between Yang Dingjun and Zhu Dan, as well as Lin Wuying and Xuan Tian.
Yang Dingjun's match against Zhu Dan was a foregone conclusion. Yang Dingjun's strength is higher than Bai Zhanhe and Zhang Long, making him the most promising candidate to win the first place in the outer door this year. Entering the top four is a certainty.
As for Lin Wuying and Xuantian, the outcome is uncertain.
Xuantian defeated Li Yichang with his quick sword, and Lin Wuying was precisely the first quick sword of Tianjian Sect's outer door.
Unexpectedly! Basically more than 90% of the disciples have cast their eyes on the No. 2 arena.
"Brother Huang, you must win! Brother Huang, you must win!"
"Brother Huang, you must win! Brother Huang, you must win!"
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Xuantian was just an ordinary disciple at the fourth level of martial arts cultivation half a year ago. Half a year later, his cultivation had reached the eighth level and he even broke into the top eight in the ranking tournament. He is a legend among ordinary disciples. As soon as Xuantian stepped onto the arena, the majority of ordinary disciples cheered.
Xuántiān's popularity easily and instantly killed off Yáng Dǐng Jūn, Zhū Dān, as well as Lín Wú Yǐng who was competing in the same arena.
"A group of ignorant people."
A tenth-order cultivator, a giant disciple, looked at the cheering ordinary disciples with a silly expression and said: "Lin Wuying's strength is far more terrifying than Li Yichang. His swift swordsmanship is unstoppable, not even Yang Shixiong dares to say he can defeat him. Although Xuan Tian defeated Li Yichang, his winning rate against Lin Wuying is less than 30%."
Several top-notch disciples next to him nodded, one of whom spoke up: "Lin Wuying's Divine Wind Sword Technique is actually an advanced version of the Pursuing Wind Sword Technique, a high-grade yellow-tier sword technique. Lin Wuying has practiced the Divine Wind Sword Technique to the point of perfection, it's simply incredible, the speed of his swordsmanship is astonishing."
"For now, Huang Tian's mastery of the Wind Chasing Sword Technique seems to be quite profound. However, when the Wind Chasing Sword Technique encounters the Divine Wind Sword Technique, one is a mid-grade yellow rank and the other is an upper-grade yellow rank, with the same speed, the difference between them can be imagined. Huang Tian cannot be Lin Wuying's opponent."
Another top disciple said, "Huang Tian's defeat at the hands of Lin Wuying is not unjustified. With only an eighth-level cultivation base, he broke into the eighth round and was ranked among the top eight, which is already enough for him to be proud of."
"It seems that eighth place is the best result Huang Tian can achieve. I don't know where he will be ranked from fifth to eighth."
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A top disciple of the tenth rank, most of them didn't think highly of Xuan Tian, pouring cold water on him. The ordinary disciples next to them didn't agree with their views, but were intimidated by the strength of the top disciples and didn't dare argue back, they could only secretly scold in their hearts: "Huang Shixiong will definitely win, let's see who's ignorant then!"
On the stage, Xuantian was already facing Lin Wuying.
"Junior Brother Huang Tian, Lin Wuying senior brother asks for your guidance." Xuan Tian was the first to greet him.
Lin Wuying smiled slightly, and the sword in his hand was drawn out of its scabbard. The sword was only two fingers wide and about three feet three inches long, looking exceptionally slender. The sword body flickered with a faint light, it was a famous sword made with special metal.
It's slender and long, matching Lin Wuying's title of 'Fast Sword', it's not hard to imagine that this slender sword in Lin Wuying's hand can be unsheathed at what kind of speed.
Lin Wuying's wrist shook, the fine sword trembled, and a sword hum was emitted. "Huang Tian, you use demons to break through heavy defenses, and speed to break through demons. My swift sword, can you break it?"
Xuantian's expression was calm and composed as he said, "I can!"
Listening to Xuan Tian's words so confidently, Lin Wuying felt a slight anger in his heart, and he let out a soft laugh, saying: "What makes you think you can break my Fast Sword?"
"Use weight to break speed!"
Lin Wuying's face changed color in surprise, but he quickly recovered and laughed lightly: "Using weight to break speed, you say it so easily, haha... even if it's Liang Zhong, he wouldn't dare use his heavy sword to block me, let alone you?"
Clang!
The Frost Snow Sword was unsheathed, its body shining with a cold light. The quality of the Frost Snow Sword was not one bit inferior to the "Surprise Goose Sword" in Lin Wuying's hand.
Xuantian Dao: "Your strength is still acceptable, but your speed won't work. As long as you have a fast enough speed and a heavy sword, you can break your quick sword."
Jinghong Sword flashed, shaking its finger at the mysterious sky. Lin Wuying said: "Anyone can talk about swordsmanship with their mouth, but this is just paper talk. To wield a heavy sword and to wield a fast sword, it's easy to say, but how many people can actually do it? Huang Tian, go ahead and use your greatest strength, I want to see what skills you have."
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