Chapter 391 (2/2)
At the 99th exchange of moves…
”Defeat!”
Zhang Long thrust out violently and knocked off Wu Zhi's long saber.
Wu Zhi obviously didn't believe that he had lost and was still staring blankly.
Zhang Long criticized, ”Go back and train for another two years!”
On the pavilion, Zhang Yunfeng frowned and seemingly wanted to enter the stage.
Li Fuchen said, ”Don't go first. Only you and I have yet to enter the stage from the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution. If you go now, I will need to go soon too.”
Each of the martial inst.i.tutions had only sent out less than half of its members. It still wasn't the time for them to make an appearance yet.
Most importantly, Li Fuchen didn't wish to go on stage so early as he wasn't interested in exchanging moves against weak people.
He simply had to defeat the no.1 listed cadets from the various martial inst.i.tutions.
By then, no one would dare to belittle the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution.
”Zhang Long, you are too overbearing. I, Xu He will spar with you.” Xu He, Smile Wave Martial Inst.i.tution's no.5 listed cadet.
”Xu He, when does the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution need your Smile Wave Martial Inst.i.tution to stand up for them?” Zhang Long asked.
”Just make your move, enough of your nonsense.”
Xu He wasn't trying to stand up for South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution, he liked seeing the Green Stone Martial Inst.i.tution being so outstanding.
This Zhang Long had already defeated a few individuals and his limelight was covering over the Smile Wave Martial Inst.i.tution.
”Since you are so confident, I shall crush you.” Zhang Long thrust suddenly.
Xu He sneered and brandished the longsword in his hand, repelling Zhang Long's snake spear.
Clang Clang Clang…
The duo's every move and stance was extremely intense and after a hundred moves, there was still no victor yet.
”Dragon Snake a.s.sault.”
Zhang Long executed his finis.h.i.+ng move and when it was executed, a dragon and snake appeared in the air. The dragon and snake twined together and rushed at Xu He with imposing power.
”Aurora First Sword.”
Xu He's sword art was incredible. When his sword was brandished, there was a burst of aurora and it was a sword light that was extremely fast.
Pfff!
The dragon and snake shadows were shattered and Zhang Long's chest appeared with traces of blood.
”Guo Ming, Yellow Sand Martial Inst.i.tution's no.3 listed cadet.”
After Zhang Long was defeated, the Yellow Sand Martial Inst.i.tution couldn't hold back anymore.
The Yellow Sand Martial Inst.i.tution was the last in rank among the seven martial inst.i.tutions. They might have a good opening match in the beginning, but their later performance wasn't better than South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution.
Guo Ming executed palm art and it was extremely nimble and had variations, yet it didn't have a lack of ferocity. After a few palm strikes, Xu He had to constantly retreat as he couldn't exhibit any prowess when his sword art was getting suppressed by stacks of palm forces.
After twenty moves, Guo Ming sent Xu He flying.
”Is there anyone from the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution who wishes to challenge me?”
Using the same strategy that the Green Stone Martial Inst.i.tution had, the Yellow Sand Martial Inst.i.tution had also targeted the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution.
Most importantly, the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution had the least number of members. Apart from Yun Yue, they only had five individuals that could enter the stage. The first few members were very weak and if they could take down the entire South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution, it would surely be a great achievement.
Right now, Zhang Yunfeng couldn't reserve himself anymore. Li Fuchen didn't stop him either.
If they didn't make a move after getting underestimated by people, they would truly become a joke.
Swis.h.!.+
Zhang Yunfeng skimmed down the pavilion and appeared in front of Guo Ming.
”Zhang Yunfeng, no.3 listed cadet of the South Forest Martial Inst.i.tution. Please give me some pointers.” Zhang Yunfeng's eyes were very sharp.
”We are both no.3 listed cadets. Don't complain if you lose.” Guo Ming chuckled.
”Talk after winning me.”
Zhang Yunfeng brandished his saber and with the support from the Hemat.i.te Divine Technique, his saber light that was unstoppable and dazzling had rushed out in a circular sector.
At the same time, an invisible yet scorching pressure enveloped Guo Ming.
This was the initial form of the power of field. If Zhang Yunfeng had cultivated the Hemat.i.te Divine Technique to the 22nd rank, the power of field from the Hemat.i.te Divine Technique would be even stronger.
Of course, if Zhang Yunfeng had the power of field, Guo Ming had the power of field too. He was the no.3 listed cadet of the Yellow Sand Martial Inst.i.tution and had already cultivated the earth cla.s.s low-tier cultivation technique to the 21st rank too.
When the two power of fields clashed, there was countless clear explosions in the air as though countless waves cras.h.i.+ng.
”Senior Fuchen, can Zhang Yunfeng win?” Yun Yue was a little concerned.
Li Fuchen said, ”If he wants to win, he will have to rely on his combat skills.”
The duo was almost on par for all attributes. Their cultivation techniques were at 21st rank, their earth cla.s.s low-tier martial arts were close to the completion stage. It would be hard to decide a victor without exchanging a few hundred moves.
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