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Chapter 639 - 568: Start the Battle!

Chapter 639: Chapter 568: Start the Battle!

The next morning, before 8 a.m., the Tian Shan Sword Sect’s square was already packed with people. The audience of cultivators had increased significantly, with many old masters among them, all of whom had specifically come for the top ten round-robin competition.

Unlike the elimination rounds, the top ten round-robin competition was not held all at once but rather one match at a time.

Since there was only one match, a temporary platform had been set up in the middle of the square.

The seats around the platform were reserved for the audience, only the representatives of the major sects, cultivation families, supreme strong people, and the contestants themselves were allowed to be seated, while the other cultivators could only stand around the outer perimeter of the audience seats.

As 8 o’clock approached, the representatives of the various sects and families arrived at the audience seats with their disciples and sat down in the pre-arranged positions.

Because the seed players of this Qing bang competition were extraordinarily strong, to avoid injuries and deaths during the matches to the greatest extent and ensure that the competition could be stopped at any time, Elder Gu Yun, the head of the referee team, acted as the referee for the top ten round-robin matches.

At 8 o’clock, Elder Gu Yun, the head of the referee team, appeared on time on the platform. He gave a salute to all four directions, then got straight to the point and said, "Now, let’s start the first round-robin match, Yuan Feng of Wudang Sect against Wu Zi of the Wu Sect!"

"Whoosh—"

As Gu Yun’s voice fell, Yuan Feng leapt onto the platform in an instant with a high-level magical artifact, the Taiyi Brush in hand, like a sharp arrow.

Under the gaze of all, Wu Zi slowly walked towards the platform.

"Who do you think will win between Yuan Feng and Wu Zi?"

"Probably Wu Zi. His magic cultivation is strong, and his mastery of the Illusion Technique is unparalleled, making him irresistible."

"I think it’s Yuan Feng. Not only does he wield the Wudang Sect’s high-level magical artifact, the Taiyi Brush, but he has also learned the Wudang Sect’s secret ’Taiyin Mystic Technique.’ Once he makes a move, Wu Zi won’t be able to withstand it."

The match hadn’t started yet, but it had already sparked heated discussions outside the ring, with some rooting for Yuan Feng and others for Wu Zi, creating quite a lively scene.

"Brother Ye, what do you think the outcome of this match will be?"

In the audience seats, Lv Zhan and Ye Fan sat next to Chu Xuanji and Lv Yuan, side by side, with Lv Zhan as always embodying the spirit of gossip.

"This match should end quickly, the victory or defeat will be decided in the blink of an eye. Yuan Feng probably won’t be able to withstand Wu Zi’s Illusion Technique attack."

Ye Fan made his judgment. During the elimination rounds, he had a probing exchange with Wu Zi, and Wu Zi’s mastery of the Illusion Technique was quite impressive. It was just that his own martial arts will was too strong to be shaken.

"Heh!"

Hearing Ye Fan’s words, Wudang Sect Leader Heavenly Master Zhang, who was not far away, let out a scoff, seemingly mocking Ye Fan’s ignorance.

Ye Fan didn’t say anything more but simply looked towards the platform.

On the platform, Yuan Feng and Wu Zi stood facing each other, a hundred meters apart.

A hundred meters, a distance that strong people in the Gang Qi Realm could cover in an instant. Under Gang Qi, hardly any cultivator could be there in a flash, making it a safe distance.

Elder Gu, acting as the referee, floated in the air, manipulating Qi, resembling an Immortal descending to earth, making the cultivators on the periphery quite envious.

"I’m sure you’re both clear on the rules of the competition, so I won’t go over them. You have three breaths’ time to prepare."

Elder Gu floated in the air, looking at the two with a serious face, and stated.

"Begin!"

Three breaths later, Gu Yun solemnly announced the start of the match.

Just as Yuan Feng was about to rise and take the initiative with close combat, he suddenly found himself trapped as if in a mire, his body shaking violently, his face a struggle.

Illusion Technique attack!

Just as Ye Fan had predicted, the match had barely begun when Wu Zi activated the Illusion Technique attack!

On the platform, Yuan Feng’s expression kept changing as he was confronted with a scene that caused him unbearable pain—Ye Fan taking his Magic Artifact the Taiyi Brush, destroying his Dantian, and trampling him underfoot!

"No... this isn’t real!"

The illusion was as vivid as reality, and Yuan Feng’s painful howls and struggles not only failed to break him out of the Illusion Realm but caused him to completely lose himself due to a lapse in his consciousness. He stood there as if he had lost his soul, expressionless.

"Wu Sect’s Wu Zi, victorious!"

Seeing this, Gu Yun solemnly declared the outcome of the match.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zi bowed to Gu Yun, then promptly left the stage.

However, Yuan Feng awoke from the illusion, still somewhat dazed, and observing Wu Zi walking down from the stage, realized what had happened. His face drastically changed, and he roared loudly, "I haven’t lost! I can break his Illusion Technique! I..."

"In the time it took you to be trapped in the illusion, he could have killed you with ease," Gu Yun said emotionlessly, interrupting Yuan Feng’s roar.

"Smack—"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Feng, frustrated and angry, stomped and shattered the ground beneath him, very unreconciled.

Wudang Sect Leader Heavenly Master Zhang, on the other hand, had a dark expression on his face.

When Ye Fan had believed that Yuan Feng was certain to lose, Heavenly Master Zhang had scoffed in ridicule. Now, with the result revealed, it was as if he had swallowed a fly during a meal, feeling extremely uncomfortable!

"Wudang Sect’s Yuan Feng, you are hereby warned. If you destroy the stage again due to a loss, your qualification for subsequent matches will be revoked!"

Gu Yun declared in a cold voice, then turned his gaze away from Yuan Feng, "The second match will now commence: Yanhuang Organization’s Leng Feng versus Dark Sect’s Ye Hei."

"Sss—"

Hearing Gu Yun’s words and sensing the anger in his tone, Yuan Feng came to his senses. He dared not make more noise, jumping off the stage with a face full of unwillingness.

Meanwhile, Leng Feng leapt up, crossing several tens of meters in one stride, and landed directly on the stage.

"True to someone who can rival Emperor Bai, Leng Feng’s strength is indeed powerful."

Leng Feng’s impressive display immediately caused an uproar.

Seeing this, Ye Hei arched his eyebrows and in a flash, turned into a phantom and swept onto the stage.

Although it took him three steps, his speed was extremely fast, hardly any different from Leng Feng’s.

"As the successor of Master Yan and having learned the essence of Yanhuang Fist, Leng Feng has a deep comprehension of the war realm. Once the battle commences, he fights like a war machine, invincible. Ye Hei practices the assassin’s skill, his speed is remarkable, adept at finding the opponent’s weakness and landing a fatal blow, but it’s unlikely he can break through Leng Feng’s defense," Lv Zhan predicted upon seeing the two fighters ascend the stage.

"Mhm, the constraints of the arena don’t play to Ye Hei’s strengths. It’s indeed difficult to breach the defense with Leng Feng on guard in advance," someone concurred.

Ye Fan nodded in agreement, and then his tone shifted as he added, "But if this were reality, and Ye Hei were to carry out an assassination against Leng Feng, there would still be a certain chance of success."

Whoosh!

Once again hearing Ye Fan’s judgments and comments, representatives from various sects and families in the audience turned to look, their eyes flashing with interest.

Clearly... they all agreed with Ye Fan’s words—Ye Hei was indeed unsuited for the arena, better fit for assassination!

As Lv Zhan had predicted, the moment the match started, Leng Feng activated his Gang Qi to protect his body, and then unleashed the War Realm-infused "Yanhuang Fist," like an ancient warrior bloodied in battle, unstoppable.

Ye Hei managed to move around with his swift movement technique, exploiting two openings in Leng Feng’s defense for attacks, but due to his insufficient attack power, he was unable to break through Leng Feng’s defenses and was ultimately suppressed.

Had it not been for Gu Yun’s intervention at the critical moment, releasing a streak of Gang Qi to dispel Leng Feng’s Killing Move ’Yanhuang’s Fury,’ Ye Hei would likely have been severely injured and sent flying off the stage.

"I’m no match for you on the stage, but I will have a real test with you after the match, in the real world. I hope you will be prepared."

As expected, Ye Fan’s prediction was confirmed. Ye Hei lost the match but was not dismayed; instead, he seemed resentful and eager to attempt an assassination on Leng Feng in the real world.

"Next time, there will be no Elder Gu to block for you."

Leng Feng sneered coldly, turned, and leaped off the stage, all in one step.

Ye Hei narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of murderous intent passing through them, but he said nothing more and also left the stage.

Gu Yun did not stop the two from arranging a real-world duel, but instead looked back at the audience and announced, "The third match will now begin, with the Sword King’s disciple, Emperor Bai, facing off against Ginger Family’s Jiang Ying."

Swoosh—

As Gu Yun’s words fell, Emperor Bai shot up energetically, his Blood Qi boiling over, surging out of his body, and enveloping him like a mist of blood, his presence exuding a terrifying killing intent that chilled to the bone.

Confronted with the murderous Emperor Bai, Jiang Ying was not intimidated; instead, she cheerfully climbed onto the stage and said, "I hope you’ll go easy on me, Brother Emperor Bai!"

Emperor Bai, hearing this, gave no answer, but his killing intent receded.

"Emperor Bai’s previous contests were about slaughtering all in his path, high and low alike, with his overwhelming bloodlust, yet he reined in his killing intent before Jiang Ying. Something’s not right here."

"The word is that the Ginger Family has a marriage alliance with the Bai Family. It was thought to be just rumors, but now it seems to be true."

Jiang Ying’s relaxed smile and Emperor Bai’s unusual behavior sparked heated discussions among the spectating cultivators and representatives of the various sects and cultivation families on the stands.

Clearly, they all understood the significance of an ancient cultivation family like the Ginger Family forming a marriage alliance with a regal family like the Bai Family!

As if to confirm the audience’s speculation, once the match began, Emperor Bai unusually did not attack with full force, but rather held back his strength to a level that Jiang Ying could withstand.

For a time, the stage was filled with the light of swords and clanging of weapons, the figures of the two combatants flickering unpredictably, and they fought for ten rounds in but a moment.

"Brother Emperor Bai is unmatched among the younger generation; Little Ying is no match for him."

After ten rounds, Jiang Ying and Emperor Bai’s figures parted, and she voluntarily conceded defeat.

Emperor Bai heard this and, without a word, leaped down from the stage.

Jiang Ying, however, held her head high and pushed out her chest, proud as a peacock on the stage—showing off that Emperor Bai had been merciful to her!

"Master Gu Yun, I’m no match for Ye Fan, so let’s not go through the motions of battling on stage. Let’s move on to the fifth match."

Later, as Jiang Ying looked at Su Liuli with pride on her face, Su Liuli stood up and bowed to Gu Yun.

Whoosh!

Upon the stage, Jiang Ying, who originally wore a face of pride, trembled with fury, her complexion turning purplish, upon hearing Su Liuli’s words, as if she had been slapped in public.

She subjectively believed that Su Liuli was deliberately targeting her by doing this, and fumed as she glared at Su Liuli, wanting to say something but powerless to refute, like a plucked peacock standing on the stage in utter ugliness.

And Ye Fan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Although Su Liuli had yet to say why she would participate in the Qing Bang tournament without having engaged in enough practice to accumulate substantial combat experience, how could he not know Su Liuli’s intentions?

"As expected, the Supreme Heir of the Buddhist Order and the Evil Emperor’s Disciple are not going to fight."

"Although the Buddhist Supreme Heir lacks extensive combat experience, her realm and strength are evident. Is she truly inferior to the Evil Emperor’s Disciple?"

"You fool, she’s clearly trying to elevate the Evil Emperor’s Disciple in public!"

"That’s right, rumors say that the Buddhist Supreme Heir knew the Evil Emperor’s Disciple before taking refuge in Buddhism. Some even say that it was because of heartbreak caused by the Evil Emperor’s Disciple that she turned to Buddhism. Given these circumstances, her actions are not surprising."

While many speculated that Su Liuli would not fight with Ye Fan, seeing Su Liuli conceding without even stepping onto the stage still caused a stir.

"Su Liuli, by doing this, you’re not only losing face for Buddhism but also desecrating the Buddha."

Shortly after, without waiting for Gu Yun to speak, a voice suddenly resounded, overpowering all others.

From the stands, Shi Yongsheng, who had come to participate alone, suddenly stood up, staring angrily at Su Liuli.

"Can you represent Buddhism or the Buddha himself?"

Su Liuli responded coldly, irritated by Shi Yongsheng’s repeated provocations.

Ye Fan also narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Shi Yongsheng.

"Although I can’t represent Buddhism or the Buddha, I will not allow you to desecrate the Buddha like this—I will clear you, this Buddhist scourge, tomorrow!"

Shi Yongsheng declared with righteous indignation.

"Baldy, there’s no tomorrow; Lord Lv will send you back to Shaolin now!"

Lv Zhan leaped from his seat and onto the stage in two steps.

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