Chapter 39 Outer Gate First (Upper)
Time flies like an arrow!
The final match of the Tianjian Sect's Outer Disciple Ranking Tournament is about to begin.
Round 10, No. 3 Yang Dingjun vs No. 467 Xuan Tian, the most peak battle in this ranking tournament.
The winner is first.
Loser, second place.
Although there is only one place difference, the reputation and rewards gained are vastly different.
The outer sect of Tiānjiàn Zōng, all the hall masters, elders, executives and disciples are paying attention to this battle.
In the thatched hut on the opposite mountain peak, the white-haired old man and Ling Xingyue were still sitting there, gazing far away at the square on the opposite mountain peak.
In order to occupy the position closest to the stage, the disciples almost immediately after lunch were already waiting in the square. The final had not yet begun, and the entire square was already packed with people.
The moment before the final began, Xuan Tian and Yang Ding Jun almost simultaneously arrived at the square, their eyes met, and their gazes collided fiercely in mid-air.
"Brother Huang, you must win! Brother Huang, you must win!"
"Brother Huang, you must win! Brother Huang, you must win!"
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"Brother Yang is number one! Brother Yang is invincible!"
"Brother Yang is number one! Brother Yang is invincible!"
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The moment Xuan Tian and Yang Ding Jun appeared, the square was filled with thunderous applause and screams from the outer sect disciples.
The voices on both sides were equally earth-shattering and deafening.
However, relatively speaking, the outer door disciples who support Yang Dingjun have a larger number of elite disciples, especially the top-notch disciples with 10th-level cultivation, which account for almost half of all top-notch disciples.
Because Zhang Long was defeated by Xuan Tian, he lost all confidence, and the prestige he had established collapsed instantly. The elite disciples under his command all left Zhang Long's camp, but they still maintained their hostility towards Xuan Tian, who had defeated Zhang Long. They basically all defected to Yang Dingjun's side, wildly cheering him on. They didn't have the ability to cause trouble for Xuan Tian, but they hoped that Yang Dingjun could defeat Xuan Tian and give him a good beating.
"Which of the two of them has a greater chance of getting first place?" asked Bai Zhanhe, who was standing in a place where ten top disciples had gathered.
Apart from the top disciples who were cheering for Yang Dingjun, almost everyone else was here. Lin Wuying, Li Yichang, Zhu Dan, Gu Xiyuan, Zhu Tao and others among the top eight were all present.
Among them, only Lin Wuying, Li Yichang and Fan Hong had fought against Xuan Tian before. As for Liang Chong and Du Wenke, they were currently cheering for Yang Dingjun.
"It should be Yang Shixiong, Bai Shixiong, the pure yang technique of the seventh layer boundary, even you can't withstand it, how could Huang Tian possibly withstand it?" A top-notch disciple replied.
This person is standing next to the eighth junior brother, this time ranking tenth in the competition, named Zheng Yuhong.
Fan Hong shook his head and said, "Zheng Shixiong's words are wrong. You haven't fought against Huang Tian Shixiong, so you can't understand how terrifying the sword in his hand is. Huang Tian Shixiong's strength must be no less than Yang Shixiong's. The result of the competition should be a tie, and it's likely that neither of them will be able to gain the upper hand."
Zheng Yuhong smiled lightly and said, "Yang Shixiong's internal strength is so profound that no one among the outer sect disciples can compare to him. The longer he fights, the more powerful his actual strength becomes. Huang Tian's sword skills are extremely high, but he can only hold off Yang Shixiong for a while. After a long time, with insufficient internal energy, how could he be Yang Shixiong's opponent?"
"Zheng Shidi, Huang Tian's internal energy is not weak. His swordsmanship is profound and beyond your imagination. Facing Huang Tian, even with actual strength, it's hard to bring out 80% of it. Look at the momentum he had when defeating Zhang Long earlier, this battle's outcome is indeed difficult to predict."
Zheng Yuhong sneered: "I don't think so, Huang Tiande is no match for Yang Shixiong."
Zhu Dan, who had slightly darker skin, said, "Li Shixiong, if you had fought against Yang Shixiong this time, your views would have definitely changed by one hundred and eighty degrees."
Zhu Dan was defeated by Yang Dingjun, and he had a great deal of apprehension about Yang Dingjun, nor did he think highly of Xuan Tian.
Lin Wuying said: "Zhu Shimei, you haven't fought with Huang Tian either. Otherwise, your view would also change by one hundred and eighty degrees."
"This is impossible!" Zhu Dan raised her head.
Bai Zhan He touched his own palm, with faint scars of cracks, and said: "Yang Ding Jun's strength is indeed terrifying. I blocked his 36 swords, and my palms were cracked by the shock. His internal force was too strong. Huang Tian's cultivation method was not weaker than Yang Ding Jun's, but his realm was too low. To defeat Yang Ding Jun, hope is slim."
Bai Zhanhe was the one with the highest cultivation among this group of top-notch disciples, and his words were quite persuasive. Many top-notch disciples nodded in agreement.
"I'm saying it's Yang Shixiong who is more formidable!" Zheng Yuhong and Zhu Dan said in unison.
Lin Wuying asked: "White Shixiong, what kind of Gongfa is Xuantian cultivating?"
"Xian Tian Gong!"
"What...?"
" Innate skill?"
"Practicing Xiantian Gong, his cultivation has actually increased so rapidly that he has already reached the 8th level of Martial Dao?"
"Eightfold refinement, at least it should be cultivated to the fifth layer of innate skill, no wonder his internal strength is so dense!"
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At this moment, many top disciples let out cries of surprise.
Zheng Yuhong pouted and said, "He has only cultivated to the fifth layer, so he's not a match for Young Master Yang. Young Master Yang's pure yang skill has already reached the seventh layer."
At this moment, a voice came from not far away: "Place your bets, place your bets! Bet on Master Yang to win, 2 to 1 odds! Bet on Master Huang to win, 1 to 2 odds!"
That disciple had a cultivation of seven layers of martial arts boundary, shuttling and shouting among the many elite disciples.
Li Yi saw this and said: "Zheng Shidi, since you're so sure that Yang Shixiong will win, why don't you bet on it?"
Zheng Yuhong was provoked: "Bet if you dare, I don't believe that Huang Tian can win against Brother Huang."
Zheng Yuhong walked up to the shouting elite disciple and said, "How should I address you, junior brother?"
He saw a giant disciple of the tenth rank of cultivation, and the man respectfully said: "Brother, good. Brother Ma is here."
It turned out that this person was the disciple who had won 10,000 taels of silver from Lin Dong when he defeated Xuan Tian and Niu Zhi Gao in a duel. At that time, Ma Cheng had only reached the sixth level of cultivation, but now he had already entered the seventh level and become an elite disciple.
Zheng Yuhong said: "Ma Kun, younger brother, I'll give you three thousand taels of silver to buy Yang Shifu's victory."
"What?" Ma Ben's face turned bitter, buying 30,000 taels, that would be a loss of 15,000 taels. He had only received a few hundred taels for betting on Xuan Tian, but he had received over 2,000 taels for betting on Yang Shixiong. Now, there was suddenly a big bet of 30,000 taels, if Yang Shixiong won, it would cost him his life.
Zheng Yuhong suddenly pulled out a large stack of silver bills from his bosom, and without saying a word, stuffed them into Ma Fen's hands, saying: "Thirty thousand taels, buy Yang Shifu's victory, bought."
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Xuantian and Yangding Jun walked onto the stage from both sides of the arena at the same time.
Looking at Xuan Tian, a fierce anger flashed in Yang Ding Jun's eyes.
"Today, I'll settle old and new scores with you, Huang Tian. I'm going to beat you until you're crippled, so badly that you won't even recognize your own mother!"
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Yang Ding Jun let out a loud roar and without saying another word, the 'Chi Gang Jian' in his hand burst into radiance, carrying an overwhelmingly domineering aura, and with one sword strike, he slashed towards Xuan Tian.
This sword, its sword energy condensed into a tangible substance, exceptionally dazzling and resplendent.
This sword, with momentum like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, is exceptionally grand and overbearing.
Yang Dingjun's sword is extremely strong and powerful, with absolute power, destroying everything, killing everything, unstoppable.
He said that he would take action, and didn't even give Xuántiān a chance to speak. The unruly and overbearing sword sliced out from one side of the arena, its sword energy exploding out 50 or 60 steps, carrying an unstoppable momentum that could destroy everything, and slashed towards Xuántiān.
This sword, Yang Dingjun will cut Xuantian in two, blood splashing five steps!
This sword will be the death of Xuantian Ming, his soul will depart this morning!
This is a sword with fierce killing intent!
Everyone was shocked. Yang Dingjun's sword had turned this match into a life-and-death struggle between two sworn enemies, rather than just a test of skills between fellow disciples.
The outer gate elders and deacons on the viewing platform suddenly stood up, their spirits heightened to the extreme. Yang Dingjun had actually moved his killing intent on the stage, shocking both the elder and the deacon. Xuan Tian was a specially watched object sent by the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If there were any mistakes in the ranking competition, no one could bear the responsibility.
"This Yang Dingjun is truly a madman!" Bai Zhanhe muttered to himself as he gazed at the arena.
Yang Dingjun's sword power reached its peak, speed reached its peak, dominating the sky and earth. One sword cut out, sealing all retreats around Xuantian, no matter how Xuantian dodged, this sword seemed to be able to split in an instant.
The outer disciples looked at this extremely overbearing sword, the cheers and shouts had already stopped, they were all stunned, not knowing how Xuan Tian would resolve this sword, and even their own hearts were extremely tense, with a racing heartbeat.
Facing Yang Dingjun's sword that dominated the sky and earth, Xuan Tian's face remained unchanged, neither urgent nor anxious, although Yang Dingjun's this sword far surpassed any of the previous nine rounds' opponents.
However, Xuan Tian still had an ace up his sleeve with the Absolute Shadow Sword Technique and showed no fear in the face of Yang Ding Jun's attack.
"Whirlwind!"
Just as Yang Dingjun slashed out with his sword, Xuan Tian's body hair suddenly stood on end, and his entire spirit was instantly lifted to its highest point. His whole being became extremely focused, and the Frost Snow Sword in his hand slashed down, its speed not particularly fast, but drawing circle after circle.
A whirlwind of power emerged as the Xuantian Huakai's sword momentum was unleashed, and in an instant, the Hanshu Sword and the Chigang Sword clashed together.
All that was heard was a crisp sound of "ding", the sword momentum of Yang Dingjun, which dominated the heaven and earth, suddenly shifted to one side, brought by the whirlwind force in the Xuantian sword momentum.
Xuantian's body position didn't move, but Yang Dingjun's sword deviated from its direction, and one sword fell empty.
"Slanting Wind Style!"
Xuantian followed the momentum and moved forward, Hanshuang Sword followed the momentum and slashed out, a sword energy like a moon halo suddenly appeared, and directly slashed at Yangding Jun.
Xuantian's first sword dissolved Yangding Jun's invincible and tyrannical sword, causing the disciples to exclaim in awe at the mystery. However, his second sword was a straightforward slash at Yangding Jun without any technique, seemingly intent on engaging in a fierce battle with him, stunning everyone present.
Yang Dingjun's strong point is that his internal strength is rich and full. If Xuan Tian were to engage in a fierce battle with him, wouldn't it be like hitting a stone with an egg?
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