Chapter 569: Intense Small Group Matches (1/2)
Chapter 569: Intense Small Group Matches
The dueling ring designated for group six was in the center and slightly to the east. Xiao Chen took a look and saw that the referee was already there.
The referee was an old man with a deep cultivation and a drawn-out aura. Xiao Chen could not discern his cultivation.
That old man was a Medial Grade Martial Monarch at the very least. He was definitely not an Inferior Grade Martial Monarch. With his cultivation, he should be able to control the situation in the dueling ring.
Twenty dueling rings meant there were twenty Medial Grade Martial Monarchs. With such a force, the Dragon Sealing City’s City Lord probably held more power than some great sects.
However, Dragon Sealing City was normally closed off. The City Lord would not interfere with the power struggle in the continent. For tens of thousands of years, they had maintained absolute neutrality, so the other powers would not be suspicious and jealous of them.
The matches soon began. Two partic.i.p.ants from group six stepped up. One used a saber and the other used a sword. They were both peak Medial Grade Martial Kings.
For them to stand out from the several ten thousand geniuses in the continent, they clearly cultivated good Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques.
The two’s fight was dazzling. To ordinary cultivators, it was rather interesting; they would not find it boring.
Of course, in Xiao Chen’s eyes, it would be rather boring. These two were weaker than him by two grades. Furthermore, in terms of technique, neither made a breaktaking impression.
After two hundred moves, the cultivator who used the sword sent his opponent’s saber flying and placed his sword against his opponent’s neck.
“The victor is decided. The victor is Number 1; you get two points,” the group six referee said with a calm expression.
After that, Number 3 and Number 4 of group six stepped up. This time, one was a peak Superior Grade Martial King and the other was a cultivator that just advanced to Superior Grade Martial King.
There was a significant difference in cultivation. Not many people had any expectations of this match. After fifty moves, the stronger Number 3 defeated Number 4.
“Next match, Number 5—Xie Ziwen—against Number 6—Zong Liang.”
Xiao Chen was mildly surprised. He had not expected to meet Xie Ziwen so soon. However, they were now no longer on the same level; there was no need for him to pay too much attention to Xie Ziwen.
Xie Ziwen smiled coldly and leaped into the air, directly flying into the dueling ring. The group six referee pointed and the Wind Cloud Barrier opened up, allowing him to land within the dueling ring.
Zong Liang performed a cupped-fist salute and said, “I am Zong Liang from the Great Xia Nation’s Seven Fist Gate. Please kindly provide me with guidance.”
Xie Ziwen said disdainfully, “Seven Fist Gate? Where is this small sect from? I’ve never heard of it. Stop the nonsense. Let’s start! Receive my palm strike!”
He sent out a palm strike, shouting, “Thousand Flaming Palms!” All the fire-attributed energy immediately surged over and thousands of flaming palms appeared out of nowhere.
Then, the flaming palms quickly combined and formed a huge flaming palm.
Xiao Chen’s eyes lit up and he said in a soft voice, “There are improvements. He is now half as strong as Bai Zhan from half a year ago.”
Back in the Ancient Desolate Land, Xie Ziwen’s huge flaming palm required a long time to store power before it could be unleashed.
Furthermore, back then, Xie Ziwen had used it as a trump card against Xiao Chen. Now, he was using it as an ordinary move and he could condense it so quickly.
After one year, Xie Ziwen had improved significantly.
Zong Liang’s expression turned grave. He realized that his opponent was hard to deal with. He brought his hands together and formed a protective Essence s.h.i.+eld that looked like a wall; he focused all his efforts in defending.
“Bang!”
A heat wave surged and sparks flew. Zong Liang retreated more than a hundred steps.
“Let’s see how many of my palm strikes you can endure!”
Xie Ziwen shouted a loud warcry and a huge flaming palm pressed over like a mountain again. He sent out palm strike after palm strike without pause.
Zong Liang paled. After enduring five moves, blood trickled out from the corner of his lip. Clearly, he was significantly injured.
“You lose!”
Xie Ziwen sent out two palm strikes at the same time. The two huge flaming palms instantly condensed and merged into one. Its might promptly doubled and Zong Liang could no longer endure.
Zong Liang’s Essence s.h.i.+eld shattered and he vomited a large mouthful of blood. Then, he fell to the ground and could not get up.
“The victor is decided,” the group six referee said calmly. “The victor is Xie Ziwen, you get two points.”
The First Elder, Jiang Chi, said cautiously, “He is able to severely injure his opponent in five moves. Xiao Chen, if you run into him, you have to be careful. This person seems to be a Evil Moon Pavilion disciple. He managed to get into the top fifty in the previous Five Nation Youth Compet.i.tion.”
Xiao Chen did not say anything. He just smiled faintly as he continued to watch the matches.
In each group, everyone had to fight twenty matches. The first match would happen in numerical order. Xiao Chen’s number was higher, so he would be appearing later.
However, the next few matches of group six were not of a high level. Xiao Chen could not help but s.h.i.+ft his attention to the other dueling rings.
He casually looked around and discovered someone familiar. So he could not help but pay some attention.
Duanmu Qing was currently fighting an intense battle with her opponent in dueling ring nine.
Duanmu Qing was only a Medial Grade Martial King but her opponent was a Superior Grade Martial King, higher than her by one grade.
However, the battle was currently in her favor. Her hair had turned white and was fluttering in the air. Her eyes were cold and emotionless as she held a slender, long sword in her hand.
Every move Duanmu Qing made was able to suppress her opponent. She was like a robot; there was no emotion on her face at all.