C43 A Battle Between Two Strong Men
C43 A Battle Between Two Strong Men
Some of the disciples flipped through the list of names for the duel and followed the arrangement of the list. Wang Hao and Wang Lun would meet in the semifinals. With Wang Lun's strength, Wang Hao had a very high chance of making it to the semi-final. Before meeting Wang Lun, there was only one opponent that was more difficult to deal with - Lu Yun!
Lu Yun was the same as Lin Rui and Zhang Loong. He was also Jing Tian's friend, but among the three of them, Lu Yun was the strongest.
Lu Yun was ranked seventh in Outer Sect. After Wang Mang mysteriously disappeared, he was the one who had the highest chance of making it into the top six. However, Wang Hao's rise made everyone not optimistic about Lu Yun.
Lu Yun's realm was the same as Wang Hao's. There were even rumors that Lu Yun broke through to the eighth level of the Essence Martial Stage before the competition, but even so, no one thought highly of him. The reason was very simple, Lu Yun did not have a soul weapon!
Wang Hao had defeated Lee Yuan, who had a soul weapon. Many people had witnessed it with their own eyes. They believed that Lu Yun was not a match for Wang Hao!
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In the afternoon competition, Wang Hao had fought two more rounds of contestants. Both of them had won without a doubt, and had made it to the top 32 of the competition. They would fight Lu Yun in the next round of the competition. Zhao Muer had also entered the top 32. Her next opponent... He would be the ninth ranked Zhang Loong of Outer Sect.
As for Jia Houwei, he rarely lost in the third round. Although he had made great progress, he had just stepped into the Outer Sect. Whether it was in terms of cultivation realm or combat experience, he was still lacking a lot. Even so, the little fatty was very proud of himself.
At night, Zhao Muer was treating him to a meal in Carefree Tower. At the dinner table, Jia Houwei was beaming with joy as he excitedly narrated his experiences in the competition.
"Boss, Senior Sister Muer, you all don't know that when I fight with others, I will unleash a move that even I can't believe. That feeling was even more refreshing than eating an ice cream in the summer!"
Zhao Muer curiously asked, "Fatty, you really don't know what your bloodline is?"
Jia Houwei shook his head like a rattle drum, "I don't know, although I can feel the existence of my bloodline. I just can't sense what it is. Boss told me not to worry about it. He said that my bloodline must be very powerful. I believe in Boss! "
Zhao Muer felt curious and looked at Wang Hao. "Do you know something?"
Wang Hao explained with a smile, "Some bloodlines are extremely special, invisible and intangible, so naturally, they can't be sensed. When Fatty reaches the Profound Martial Stage and can form the Bloodline Soul, he will naturally know what his own bloodline is."
Wang Hao guessed that Jia Houwei's Bloodline Ability was a "critical strike," but it was just a guess. He didn't tell the two of them.
"Alright, let's get down to business. I don't know what kind of resentment you have against Wang Lun, but you have seen what he did to Lin Rui today. Wang Lun is a violent man, you have to be careful!"
Looking at Zhao Muer who was worried about him, Wang Hao nodded. "Don't worry, I know what to do."
Although he said that, in Wang Hao's mind, the scene of him fighting with Wang Lun during the day automatically appeared. When he cut down the sword light, he secretly shot out the Soul Suppressing Dart at the Paper Fan in Wang Lun's hand!
"The Soul Suppressing Dart is ineffective, which means that Wang Lun's soul weapon has exceeded the Yellow Rank grade. I still don't know about Wang Lun's Bloodline Ability, so I must be extra careful!"
"Boss," Jia Houwei suddenly said, waking Wang Hao from his deep thoughts. "I think you should be more careful of your next opponent than Wang Lun."
Zhao Muer did not understand. "Lu Yun? I fought with him in last year's competition. Although he was very strong, he was definitely not a match for Wang Hao. What is there to worry about?"
Jia Houwei's expression became serious, "During today's competition, Lu Yun has been watching from below. I saw that his expression was very relaxed, as if he had a plan in mind. I think he must have some way to fight with our boss."
Wang Hao smiled," I didn't notice. Who cares? When soldiers come, they will block. When water comes, the earth will block. I'm not afraid of Wang Lun, let alone Lu Yun. "
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The second day of the competition, more and more disciples gathered to watch. Many inner circle disciples had also rushed over. Today, the top eight would be decided. Six of them were destined to become one of the inner circle disciples.
The most important battle today was undoubtedly the battle between Wang Hao and Lu Yun. If Wang Hao could win, he would face the winner between Zhao Muer and Zhang Loong in the next match. After that, he would meet Wang Lun in the semi-final!
Both Zhao Muer and Zhang Loong were weaker than Lu Yun. In other words, by taking Lu Yun down, Wang Hao would be able to enter the semi-final.
"The first round of the third round, Wang Hao versus Lu Yun!"
Wang Hao walked up to the arena, but Lu Yun jumped up. His face was full of confidence, as if he had already defeated Wang Hao.
"It seems like Fatty is right. Lu Yun must have a trump card to fight me. However, he isn't the only one who has a trump card!"
Lu Yun stood in front of Wang Hao and said, "Wang Hao! Ever since you defeated Lee Yuan, everyone has been saying that I am inferior to you. Now that I have finally met you, I want to prove to everyone that I, Lu Yun, am stronger than you!"
Zhang Loong, who was watching the battle below the arena, asked in puzzlement, "Brother Jing, why did Lu Yun suddenly become so confident? Could it be that he has some trump card?"
Jing Tian shook his head slightly. "Lu Yun's performance these few days was a little strange. I keep feeling that he has something to hide from us."
Facing Lu Yun's declaration before the battle, Wang Hao used his own actions to answer Lu Yun's question. When the Shocking Sound Sword was struck, the sword's body trembled slightly and produced a buzzing sound.
No one dared to mock Wang Hao for using a broken sword to go up the stage. Wang Hao used a broken sword to block Lee Yuan's Thunder Breaking Blade and even cut off the True Thunder that came from the Nine Heavens above.
Wang Hao gave the first Shocking Sound Sword to Elder Hee. With the Dragon Abyss Sword as his trump card, Wang Hao did not want to spend too many Yuan Stones to buy the Profound Artifact, so he simply bought another Shocking Sound Sword.
Lu Yun became serious and took out his own Profound Artifact. He held a short knife in each hand. What was surprising was that... Lu Yun held the knife in a very strange way. The two knives were pointed at the ground. It was as if Lu Yun was not holding a knife, but two daggers.
"Senior disciple Lu Yun's way of holding the blades is so strange. How can he fight with the blades like this?"
"You don't know this, right? Senior Lu Yun's bloodline is that of a flying mantis. His way of holding a knife is to imitate the mantis preying on its prey. You will soon see how terrifying senior Lu Yun's knife technique is!"
The atmosphere in the arena gradually became solemn. Lin Ting announced when he saw that the two of them were ready.
"The competition begins!"
"Swoosh! Right after Lin Ting said that, Lu Yun immediately attacked.
Lu Yun's speed was shockingly fast. Many people only saw an afterimage flash past and Lu Yun appeared in front of Wang Hao.
"Swoosh!"
Two blade lights slashed down. Wang Hao did not hesitate to raise his sword. Wang Mang's two blades slashed at the Shocking Sound Sword, and it was in a deadlock in the air.
Lu Yun did not compete with Wang Hao in Yuan energy. The scene of Lee Yuan being exhausted to death by Wang Hao was still vivid in his mind. He suddenly unleashed his Qi. One of his blades blocked Wang Hao's sword while the other cut across Wang Hao's chest.
Eighth level Essence Martial Stage! Lu Yun's realm was completely revealed!
"Eighth level Essence Martial Stage, Lu Yun has broken through!" Zhang Loong exclaimed, "Wang Hao is only at the seventh level of Essence Martial Stage, Lu Yun has hope!"
Zhang Loong became excited. Among the four of them, there was no doubt that Jing Tian would enter the inner circle. If the other three could break through to the next level, it would be even better!
Looking at Lu Yun's performance, Jing Tian also let out a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Lu Yun would lose his fighting spirit after seeing the fight between Wang Hao and Lee Yuan, but now it seemed like he was overthinking. Not only was Lu Yun not dispirited, he was even more diligent in his cultivation!
Lu Yun's sudden outburst made Wang Hao feel a trace of pressure. He was at the eighth level of the Essence Martial Stage, and Lu Yun's strength was not any weaker than Wang Mang's in the Ice Snow Forest.
"But I am not a rookie who couldn't even defeat Wang Mang in a single strike!"
Facing Lu Yun's sure-kill strike, Wang Hao calmly faced it. He separated his body and leaned back. At the same time, he kicked Lu Yun's chest with his right foot.
"Humph! One kick for one slash? How could I be afraid of you!"
Lu Yun immediately saw through Wang Hao's plan, but this made him even more confident in his victory. After being kicked by Wang Hao in a hurry, he would at most vomit two mouthfuls of blood. If Wang Hao was hit by his blade, he would definitely be seriously injured! This move was worth it!
"It turns out that you only have this kind of strength. It was a waste for me to keep my trump card!"
Just as Lu Yun was feeling proud of himself, a sharp wind suddenly blew across his face. The wind was like a sharp blade, it actually broke his face!
The pain that was like a blade blowing quickly cooled down Lu Yun's pride. He subconsciously looked at Wang Hao's kick, and he was almost scared to death!
A sharp sword energy condensed on Wang Hao's leg, and the fierce wind that blew through Lu Yun's face was precisely the sword energy that flowed out from Wang Hao's leg!
"How is this possible!?"
Lu Yun was covered by a strong fear. He had heard that there was a sword master who could use his fingers as a sword and use sword moves, but he had never heard of anyone who could use his feet as a sword!
Elder Zhao, who was watching the battle, was also shocked by Wang Hao's performance. He could not even use his feet as a sword!
"His fingers are covered with meridians, so naturally he can use his fingers as a sword, but the meridians on his feet are sparse. With the obstruction of his shoes and socks, I have never seen anyone who can do this. Wang Hao, this kid can even use his feet as swords. Then, wouldn't he be able to condense Sword Qi all over his body?! Could this be the legendary 'One with the Sword'?"
Lu Yun didn't dare to think about how Wang Hao did it. He was trying his best to stop his attack, because Wang Hao's leg was aimed at his heart!
Lu Yun was very sure that if he could not dodge this attack, the sword qi condensed on Wang Hao's feet could easily shatter his ribs and twist his heart into bloody foam!
"Dodge!" Lu Yun shouted in his heart. Although he could also use his full strength to slash that blade and exchange his life with Wang Hao's, he did not have the courage!
The sharp sword energy shredded the clothes on Lu Yun's chest, revealing his chest, which was covered in tiny sword scars.
Lu Yun gasped for breath. He felt that he had saved his life. He raised his head and looked at Wang Hao. Wang Hao was still holding the Shocking Sound Sword in his hand. He stood in the same spot with a calm expression, as if he didn't care about the slash that might cost his life.
Lu Yun gritted his teeth. He was filled with hatred in his heart. What kind of monster was he facing? He subconsciously touched his waist. It was cold in his hand. Maybe he really needed to use that thing!