NOVPUBSeeing the war halberd cutting through the air, Xu Ze slightly furrowed his brows.
The sharp energy that permeated from it caused his face to shift.
He slowly raised his blade, the fierce Blade Intent on the blade was laid bare, and pale blue Spiritual Energy rampaged around him.
As the two collided, there was another "boom" of an explosion.
Endless Spiritual Energy burst out in the surroundings.
At this moment, both of their figures ended up retreating a few steps.
For a time, they appeared evenly matched.
Xu Ze’s eyebrows deeply furrowed, he felt that the opponent’s strength was on a completely different level than before.
Dugu Ao let out a light shout as he once again swung the war halberd in his hands.
The Mysterious Iron arena below had already been shattered beyond recognition.
With every swing of the war halberd, it seemed as if his strength grew even more potent.
After several collisions, Xu Ze was actually being slightly suppressed.
The dark black Spiritual Energy surged on that war halberd, and the space around them shattered layer by layer.
"War Halberd Technique," Dugu Ao roared.
His body soared into the air and the war halberd heavily struck the blade.
Xu Ze’s figure continuously retreated, almost reaching the edge of the arena.
Just when Dugu Ao’s war halberd’s tip lightly bent, using the haft as a pivot point, his feet kicked heavily into Xu Ze’s abdomen while in mid-air.
Xu Ze didn’t even have time to resist, his figure directly flew out.
He fell outside the arena, Xu Ze wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, then slowly stood up, speaking unwillingly.
"I lost."
Dugu Ao looked around the arena and said with a cold tone, "I am a disciple of Dugu Baitian."
With those words, Dugu Ao turned and walked off the arena.
He had barely taken a few steps when his body suddenly swayed and he collapsed directly to the ground.
The Great Elder furrowed his brows slightly and stepped through the air to Dugu Ao’s side.
At this moment, Dugu Ao was covered in blood, with several of his veins having already burst open.
His appearance looked very pitiful.
"He’s not strong enough, just now he forcefully used that War Halberd Technique, he was practically seeking death."
The Great Elder said, frowning.
Then he hastily started to treat Dugu Ao.
With Dugu Ao winning the match, naturally, the progress couldn’t be delayed.
Everyone also hadn’t expected Dugu Ao to be so ruthless to himself.
However, as the competition among the direct disciples began, everyone’s attention was drawn back.
"Next up is the competition among the direct disciples!"
As the announcing Elder declared from above, one disciple after another also stepped onto the arena.
Although there were only a few dozen direct disciples, each one was a Talented Disciple.
And among the direct disciples, there were also differences in strength.
As the round of combat began, it dazzled the crowd.
The spectacle of Emperor Pulse Realm martial artists’ combat was naturally much higher.
By the end of the competition, only a few well-known direct disciples remained on the scene.
... …
"Xiang Qianheng, let’s have a match," Sword Twenty-One stepped forward, cradling his longsword, and spoke indifferently.
"Alright," Xiang Qianheng smiled lightly and stepped onto the nearby arena.
"Little sister Xier, let’s have a match too," Xia Zihe glanced in the direction of Xu Zimei, then turned to Jiang Xier and said.
Jiang Xier’s gaze was cold as ice, she stepped onto the arena.
Without speaking, her intention was already clear.
"Well, now it’s just the two of us left," Jue Ming said with a smile, addressing both Dao Yang and the Star Sword Fairy.
"I will take on you both, husband and wife."
Because Dao Yang and the Star Sword Fairy were a dual-cultivating pair, they also practiced combined attack techniques.
Thus, they always competed together.
... …
As the competition began, what drew more attention was the match between Xiang Qianheng and Sword Twenty-One on the first arena.
"It’s said that Overlord King Xiang Qianheng was already unrivaled when he left the sect to gain experience years ago."
"The odds of victory must be quite high now."
Below, disciples were discussing animatedly.
"You might not know this, but!
Xiang Qianheng has also lost to someone before.
And that person is Sword Twenty-One.
Do you know why Sword Twenty-One’s title is the Undefeated King?
Because during his time in the True Martial Holy Sect, his record was never beaten."
Let alone the discussions below, up on the stage.
Sword Twenty-One slowly drew his longsword, and said with an even gaze,
"Do you know? I’ve been waiting for this contest for many years."
"It is an honor," laughed Xiang Qianheng in reply.
Sword Twenty-One took a deep breath; his longsword in his arms trembled slightly.
Years ago at the end of an autumn, a contest was held between the two most talented direct disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect.
Sword Twenty-One won that contest, and henceforth was known as the Undefeated King.
But only Sword Twenty-One himself understood that his opponent from that year had actually been injured beforehand.
The contest didn’t bring out his true strength at all.
He had been brooding over it ever since.
Xiang Qianheng hadn’t used any weapons, his hands surged with red spiritual energy.
With a step into empty space, he charged straight towards Sword Twenty-One.
Sword Twenty-One swung his longsword, endless Sword Intent ringing through the air.
A storm of Sword Intent enveloped them both as they clashed.
...…
Meanwhile, on other stages, Xia Zihe and Jiang Xier were equally unwilling to show weakness.
Xia Zihe’s broad sword, with Blade Intent cutting through water, ripped open the heavens and the earth, shattering layer upon layer of endless ice.
And Jiang Xier, with her flowing black hair, her cold spiritual energy nearly froze the entire stage.
Her white dress and white spiritual energy cascaded down, as if a fairy had descended to the world.
As for the contest on another stage.
Jue Ming was the Seventh Elder’s direct disciple.
His cultivation of the Trapping Array Jue in the field of formations was unparalleled.
Son Dao Yang and the Star Sword Fairy were also extraordinary in their combined cultivation.
For a time, the fighters seemed evenly matched.
...…
Xu Zimei sat at the highest place, watching everyone’s battles, feeling a bit bored.
They indeed were like children fighting.
He was contemplating the path he should take in the future.
Previously, while in Shenghua Domain, he had obtained a stone in Liuhuo City.
At that time, Taiying Youying pulsated intensely, indicating it must be related.
But after he got the stone, Taiying Youying calmed down again.
Perhaps this stone had something to do with Taiyang Zuzhao, Xu Zimei planned to study it carefully.
After all, it concerned the completion of the True Fate World.
This was the path he was meant to take in the future.
After the affairs at Burial Buddha Temple concluded, he also needed to make a trip to the Northern Continent.
Moreover, Xu Zimei had a premonition that Bai Meng’s fate was drawing ever closer.
Perhaps his time to leave was also approaching.
There were also matters concerning the Demon-Slaying Family, the Lan Family.
Just as Xu Zimei was deep in thought, a loud chorus of shouts from the outside world broke into his musings.
At that moment on the stage, the fighters were almost at the brink of determining the victor.
The longsword in Sword Twenty-One’s hands was shrieking.
Half the firmament was nearly covered in his Sword Intent.
When all of this Sword Intent fell, one could only imagine the damage it would cause.
However, Xiang Qianheng was not a simple character either.
His body was enveloped with red spiritual energy, which was certainly not flames.
