Chapter 114: Cruel and Ruthless
Taikong Kingdom Representative Seat.
Yi Ming Hao took a step forward, leaving behind a residual shadow that directly appeared at the core of the giant arena, which was two hundred feet long and wide. The residual shadow seemed to still be standing in its original position, with clear facial features visible, but Yi Ming Hao's true body had already proudly stood upright at the core of the arena.
Speed is so fast, can be seen at a glance!
Just this small hand exposed at the moment of its debut was enough to make many self-proclaimed genius disciples feel aghast in their hearts.
Only sixteen years old, Ming Hao was handsome, with red lips and white teeth, a slightly wider forehead than ordinary people, and piercing eyes that shone like a sword, exuding an aura of arrogance and confidence. He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing magnificent clothes, and naturally gave off an air of superiority, as if he were a king looking down on the world.
"This young man is extraordinary, definitely not an ordinary person. At such a young age, he has already become the chief disciple of the Great Dry Kingdom, and it's clear that he is no commoner!"
"Not bad. That just now shape-shifting movement wasn't simple. Looks like getting first place is basically a done deal..."
On the edge of the rostrum, several judges whispered to each other in low voices.
"Be careful. When necessary, surrender immediately!" The doorman uncle stood up at this moment, taking on the role of team leader, and patted the embarrassed Zhuge Qingyun on the back.
"Hmm." Zhuge Qingyun responded with a single word, his eyes flashing with a hint of determination. He leaped onto the stage. Although he knew he would surely lose and might even face mortal danger, he couldn't bear to yield without a fight. Especially since this was the first match of the tournament!
The referee announced the start of the match as soon as the two players took their positions.
Boom!
Zhuge Qingyun was as if facing a great enemy, instantly casting out his protective aura, drawing his sword from its scabbard.
"Hmph! You still dare to come up and fight, truly admirable courage! Get out of here!" Yi Minghao said with a proud smile, his voice had just fallen when he took a step forward, and from a distance of thirty feet away, he lightly slapped out a palm.
Not even the air moved, but just as most of the lower-level disciples were astonished, a loud rumble suddenly exploded in front of Zhuge Qingyun!
"Ah!"
A shrill cry accompanied a mouthful of blood as Guo Jingyun didn't even have time to swing his sword, and like a kite with a broken string, he flew out directly.
At this moment, Yiming Hao's lightly floating palm disappeared slowly, and that... was just a residual shadow.
One move, just one move, and from start to finish, no one saw Ming Hao's energy fluctuation, but the battle was already over!
The outcome of the game was as expected, but the process was unexpected.
Zhuge Qingyun's five organs and six viscera were severely injured, leaving him with only half a breath of life.
Huang Qi's face turned gloomy as he caught Zhuge Qingyun and carried him back to the territory of the Town Yuan Kingdom. After feeding him a green healing pill, Huang Qi slowly transmitted energy to aid his recovery while glancing at his shocked disciples. "You've all witnessed the cruelty of the New Showdown," he said. "This is what true battle is like - opposing forces won't show mercy. Zhuge Qingyun reacted quickly and managed to save his life... The hall master has already emphasized this, but I want to say that while cruelty is cruel, if you're intimidated before even fighting, then you'll never have a chance to rise to the top. Think about it carefully..."
After a brief treatment, Huang Qi handed over Zhuge Qingyun to the attendant sent by the Xuanwu Empire and had him taken back to his residence for further recovery.
Immediately afterwards, No. 2 and No. 3 of Group B took the stage, and the competition was unaffected.
Huang Qi took on the role of commentator, explaining the unique aspects of each person's ultimate skills as they fought in the arena. He also explained the terrifying ultimate skill that Xing Ming Hao had just used.
"Shape-Shifting Shadow" 13th-level body technique martial skill, cultivated to the highest realm, with a shocking speed, moving like a ghost, can leave behind eighteen vivid afterimages, confusing the opponent, making it hard to distinguish between reality and illusion. And although Móu Míng Hào only left one afterimage just now, Huáng Qǐ judged from the speed displayed by Móu Míng Hào that he must have cultivated "Shape-Shifting Shadow" to the Great Completion realm.
...In the first eight matches, it was a shocking speed. The top eight disciples of various countries did not encounter strong opponents, and with at least one move and at most three moves, they all ended the battle. As for their opponents, one person died, five were seriously injured, and two directly admitted defeat. Compared to the dead disciple, the seriously injured Zhuge Qingyun was relatively lucky.
Yun Feiyan sat on either side of Chen Hao with He Lian Wuzi, and when the emperor was explaining, Yun Feiyan would pause slightly. When the emperor wasn't speaking, Yun Feiyan would quietly explain to Chen Hao and the others. As a fourth-grade imperial concubine, Yun Feiyan's cultivation was not as high as Chen Hao's, but her insight far surpassed his. Especially when it came to the contestants' weapons and ultimate techniques, she had unique perspectives that benefited Chen Hao and the others greatly.
After eight consecutive games, the match became more exciting because the strength gap was not so great. From the start, each side showed off their skills, fighting to the death, no one wanted to waste time and energy, because this is a knockout tournament, and it will continue until the final winner is determined.
The disciples who came out in sequence were defeated one after another, and the overall strength difference of the Town Yuan Kingdom made them win less and lose more. Eighteen people took the stage, but only Zhao Yunlong, Zhao Yunfei, Dongfang Jun, and Baili Xi won. The other fourteen people lost completely, four died in battle, and ten were seriously injured and fainted.
A fierce and bloody atmosphere filled the entire arena, many disciples who had not yet taken the stage looked grave... "Please welcome the fourth group, number fifteen, Jingyun Kingdom's Ruan Mengmeng, and number sixteen, Zhenyuan Kingdom's Fang Qing to the stage!" The judge's loud voice echoed throughout the arena.
"Ran Miao Miao?" Huang Qi looked at the information of his participating disciple in his hand, and his expression changed slightly. He looked at Fang Qing and said: "Fang Qing, be careful when fighting her, don't try to force it, and admit defeat if necessary. This Ran Miao Miao is a sixth-grade martial emperor, she must be a disciple of the Ran family, the first family of the Jingyun Empire. Her combat power should not be underestimated. Your third-grade spiritual emperor's combat power is strong, but it's unlikely to win against her across three grades, and the other side will definitely try their best to kill you..."
"Be careful, Shijie!" Chen Hao and He Lian Wuzi also said in a low voice. The silent and taciturn Mo Yu Yi just used his speechless eyes to indicate it slightly.
"Xiao Qing, don't try to be strong for nothing, now is not your time to show off! Do you know that?"
"Hmm!"
Her eyes shone like a sunny day after the fog had lifted, and her figure flashed with a hint of sharpness as she rose up and floated onto the stage.
Fang Qing's temperament is elegant and refined, with a unique aura that sets her apart. Her slender figure and delicate features are captivating, especially her eyes, which seem to be shrouded in a thin mist, making her an absolute top-notch beauty.
Fang Qing's opponent, Liu Pin Wu Di's Ran Momo, was also a stunningly beautiful girl.
Two beautiful women appeared at the same time, and the bloody martial arts arena was filled with a breath of fresh air. The eyes of many young men lit up slightly... Fang Qing's small face had a serious expression, while Ruan Momo had a faint, charming smile on her lips, but the fighting spirit and cold aura in her eyes were visible to anyone.
"The game is on!"
As the judge's loud shout, Fang Qingmei's heart suddenly flashed a pure and powerful spiritual force, condensing into a thick spiritual barrier around her body. She didn't seek to gain an advantage, but only sought not to make mistakes. Although her opponent was only a sixth-grade martial emperor, he was a disciple of the first family of the Jingyun Empire, three grades higher than herself. Even Fang Qingmei knew that she had no chance of winning. This battle could only be treated as a tempering process.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
It was beyond everyone's expectation that Ruan Momo suddenly shook her wrist, emitting countless dazzling sword lights. In an instant, Fang Qing's entire body within a ten-meter radius was completely enveloped in the sword light. What was even more astonishing was that Ruan Momo's sword lights seemed to condense into a massive sword net light shield, sealing off all of Fang Qing's retreat routes. The boundless yuan force contained within the sword lights had also condensed into an existence similar to a protective aura... "Not good!"
Huang Qi's face changed instantly and he stood up in shock. Almost in an instant, Huang Qi realized the other party's intention.
Yun Fei's face also changed color instantly, and her charming eyes flashed a hint of horror!
"How ruthless..." Huang Qi and Yun Fei Yan almost said in unison.
Chen Hao was initially stunned, but in an instant, his expression turned cold and stern. His keen and powerful senses spread out, and Chen Hao clearly felt that at this moment, the opponent's sword light condensed with majestic yuan force had formed a barrier around Fang Qing, just like a domain. Even if Fang Qing wanted to admit defeat now, he would probably be overwhelmed by the deafening explosion. Similarly, Fang Qing's body movements were completely invisible to anyone!
Struggling to survive!
Yun Fei's anxiety got the better of her, and she involuntarily grabbed Chen Huan's arm tightly. Fang Qing was after all Master Fang Yuan's most beloved granddaughter; if she were to die in battle... But now, no one could help Fang Qing; whether or not she could escape with her life depended solely on herself.
No one thought that Ruan Wanwan, a mere sixth-grade martial emperor, would be so formidable!
"Shooting Star Sword!"
Boom!
Ran Mengmeng took a step forward, her sword and body merged into one. The dazzling blue light flashed, its speed was like a meteor streaking across the sky, in an instant it rushed towards the sword net, she was in mid-air, continuously swinging her sword!
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Fang Qing's body was surrounded by a ten-zhang radius, with flying gravel, rolling dust and smoke, and shining sword light. That gentle and soft treasure sword seemed like a fierce machine gun.
Fang Qing, surrounded by a halo of sword light, had her spiritual energy driven to its limits. Her eyebrows shone brightly as her palms, filled with spiritual energy, slapped wildly. The unprecedented and life-threatening crisis that arrived was so fierce that even if she wanted to shout "I give up", the judges wouldn't be able to hear it. By the time she could shout, she would probably have been pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords.
"Hmmph!"
At this critical moment, Fang Qing's eyes flashed with a resolute light, and a slender, icy blue needle quickly escaped from the storage ring. It was a three-inch-long, specially-made needle that Fang Qing grasped tightly with her thumb, index finger, and middle finger, gritted her teeth, and suddenly inserted into her own brain with a "puff" sound.
"Ah......" A sharp pain from the depths of her soul made Fang Qing let out a scream that shook the heavens, filled with endless suffering and despair.
"Xiao Qing!!!" Yun Fei suddenly let out a terrified cry, the emperor's face changed drastically. Fang Qing's old partner Liu Yunfeng was even paler, with a ferocious and frightening expression, his teeth chattering loudly.
Almost everyone thought Fang Qing had been poisoned!
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