"Your lightweight skill is quite good!"
Below the stage, Bai Hanyan’s eyes flickered as she murmured to herself. But soon she fell silent. If Chu Ming only had this level of skill, she could easily defeat him within five moves!
However, He Wumu beside her heard Bai Hanyan’s words. He looked at Chu Ming on the stage with a slightly grim expression!
On the stage, taking advantage of Wu Qing’s carelessness, Chu Ming struck Wu Qing with a punch, inflicting severe injuries and winning the victory!
"Chu Ming wins, earning one point!"
Chu Ming’s face remained calm as he slowly took his seat. Wu Qing was rather unfortunate to have faced Chu Ming, becoming the highest-ranked defeated disciple so far!
The ensuing matches were uneventful, but Chu Ming did notice one disciple, Liu Yidao!
Liu Yidao’s sword was incomparably fast. He walked a path of the purest Sword Dao, free from any distractions!
Match ninety-eight, Chu Ming wins!
Match ninety-nine, Chu Ming wins!
By the time the one hundred and twenty-first match was over, Chu Ming slowly took his seat again, looking towards another nearby stage!
On that stage, Liu Yidao and Wang Huan were locked in fierce combat, with Sword Force and Palm Force filling the arena. The sounds of air exploding echoed continuously, capturing the attention of most of the disciples!
Wang Huan was ranked thirteenth among the Inner Sect, just one rank below Wu Qing, but their strengths were almost on par. If it weren’t for Wu Qing’s expertise in lightweight skills, the outcome would be hard to predict!
Amidst the booming sounds, a terrifying small sphere appeared at the point of their clash, resembling a pulsating heart that continuously expanded and contracted!
A wave of white light radiated outwards, mixed with countless airwaves. Liu Yidao’s long saber slashed fiercely at the ground, a brilliant Sword Aura flashing forth. Using the recoil, Liu Yidao’s body spun in midair towards Wang Huan, intending to kill!
Wang Huan’s eyes showed no fear. He smirked coldly. The so-called Five New Stars, he had already figured out Liu Yidao’s capabilities. Defeating him was just a matter of time!
Gusts of eerie wind howled and roared in the air, forming a blue tornado that whirled towards Liu Yidao, occupying half of the arena!
Liu Yidao’s eyes were pitch black. Holding his saber with both hands, his body surged with Spiritual Power. Instantly, countless Powerful Qi burst from his body. His robe billowed, and a brilliant, pure Sword Aura slashed downward!
This strike seemed to sever life itself, imbued with the essence of life’s decay!
"What’s happening? Watching Liu Yidao’s Sword Aura, I actually feel a sense of life slipping away!"
Below the stage, a disciple spoke with a face full of dread. The disciples beside him all nodded in agreement!
Zhu Hongxue asked with a face full of confusion. To be honest, seeing Liu Yidao’s sword light, an unstoppable feeling rose in her heart!
"If I’m not mistaken, Liu Yidao has comprehended the Death Blade Intent, which is why he can unleash such a dazzling strike!"
Chu Ming pondered aloud.
In fact, Chu Ming’s guess was correct. Liu Yidao had indeed comprehended the Death Blade Intent and reached an extremely profound realm. Otherwise, he couldn’t unleash a strike that affected the minds of others!
On stage, Wang Huan’s blue tornado was instantly obliterated by the sharp sword light, turning into countless stardust and disappearing into the air. Simultaneously, he was covered in blood, severely wounded!
"Liu Yidao wins, earning one point!"
With the end of the final match on stage, the first day’s tournament ended. The Inner Sect disciples were all excited, discussing the prowess of various disciples as they walked!
Early the next day, Sect Elders and Inner Sect disciples gathered once again in the Central Hall!
The competition resumed!
Match one hundred and twenty-two, Chu Ming disarmed his opponent with a single strike!
Match one hundred and twenty-three, Chu Ming severely injured his opponent with one blow!
Match one hundred and fifty, Chu Ming broke his opponent’s momentum with a single sword strike!
While the matches continued, Chu Ming observed other disciples’ strengths. Among them, Mo Ling and Ning Fei were the most outstanding. So far, no one had forced them to use a second move. Bai Hanyan was also formidable. Her Destruction of the Ice Mountain move left opponents critically injured. If she hadn’t held back, those disciples would have been killed outright!
Mu Ling from the Valley of the Undead, despite his small stature, unleashed blood waves with every palm strike, surpassing even the Demon Dao Martial Artist in intensity!
Ordinary disciples felt nauseated and choked just facing his aura!
Ying Qiangge of the Infinite Sword displayed what a Fast Sword truly was. Often, his opponents bled before they even realized what had happened. His Sword Momentum was terrifying!
Qi Long, a King Level disciple, had a seemingly average record. Yet, for some reason, Chu Ming felt a sense of dread whenever he observed Qi Long’s swordsmanship!
Liu Wuyan, with powerful winds swirling around him, formed a huge elephant’s shadow behind him, which roared towards the heavens with boundless dominance. The golden light shone, intimidating everyone!
Match one hundred and fifty-one, Chu Ming’s opponent was Wang Daoran. Seeing that Chu Ming was his opponent, Wang Daoran’s face turned dark. Having been injured by Chu Ming before, he had just recovered, never expecting to face Chu Ming again so soon!
Saying he wasn’t afraid of Chu Ming would be a lie. However, despite his fear, it wasn’t enough to make him forfeit the fight!
Chu Ming said indifferently, without drawing his sword. In fact, Chu Ming’s body refining power was almost on par with his swordsmanship, making no difference to Wang Daoran!
However, these words sounded very different to Wang Daoran. Chu Ming had said the same thing before, and within just two sword moves, he had been severely injured!
Furious, Wang Daoran attacked. He threw his long spear with all his might, transforming it into a roaring dragon that charged towards Chu Ming, baring its fangs and claws!
Chu Ming roared loudly as Powerful Qi burst from his body. Bathed in golden light, he appeared like a golden divine figure. Under the golden light, Chu Ming unleashed a punch, shattering the air before him, causing a massive wave to spread out in all directions!
This punch was invincible, a sure-kill strike!
In an instant, Wang Daoran’s long spear was sent flying by Chu Ming’s golden fist shadow. The golden fist shadow then instantly appeared before the stunned Wang Daoran!
A mouthful of blood spewed from Wang Daoran’s mouth. His eyes showed bitterness, and he no longer felt any jealousy towards Chu Ming. When the gap in strength is this vast, there’s no room for envy!