Chapter 593: Conceding Defea (1/2)

Chapter 593: Conceding Defeat

Xiao Chen used his Essence to the fullest extent. With the support of the sixty-percent-comprehended saber intent and the peak state of thunder, one attack had Wang Quan vomiting a mouthful of blood. Then, he was sent flying.

The strong Quintessence shield rippled and fluctuated but it did not shatter. However, the pure force that permeated it jolted Wang Quan’s internal organs.

“Stop! I concede defeat!” Wang Quan, who had fallen to the floor, felt incomparable pain. Seeing Xiao Chen step forward to continue fighting, he quickly conceded defeat.

Wang Quan had nearly used up all his Quintessence. If he suffered another attack, he would not have enough Quintessence to defend himself and would be torn apart.

The twenty-three-meter-long golden dragon above Wang Quan was bitten by Xiao Chen’s golden dragon. It became dimmer and shrank to a little over seventeen meters long.

As for Xiao Chen’s golden dragon, it became dazzling and spirited, growing to twenty-five meters long.

Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and prepared to leave the Wind Cloud Platform. Then, he paused for a moment and said to Wang Quan, who was lying on the stage, “My cultivation may not be high but you are still unable to stop me. Even without this sixty-percent-comprehended saber intent, I can still defeat you easily.”

With sixty-percent-comprehended saber intent and the momentum of wind and cloud gathering, Xiao Chen managed to defeat Wang Quan, one of the giants, in one move.

It did not matter that Xiao Chen’s opponent had a higher cultivation and had even opened his sea of consciousness, already refining a tenth of his Essence into Quintessence; he was still not a match for Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen revealed another one of his trump cards, the Quintessence made from a tenth of Wang Quan’s Essence became insufficient.

At this moment, no one thought Xiao Chen was the weakest of the eight giants anymore. He had the strength to compete against Bai Qi.

The cultivators with bolder imaginations even thought that he could compete against Sima Lingxuan. However, his odds were lower.

“Next match: Nangong Ziyue versus Beiming Shang.”

It was another battle between Noble Clan scions. Although these two had suffered defeat before this and could no longer compete for a top eight position, they were still strong. They were still in line for the top ten ranks. This match was still rather interesting.

Beiming Shang used Palm Techniques. His Lamenting Palm brought out emotionlessness to its extreme. The Palm Technique was cold and emotionless. Every move contained great might.

However, Beiming Shang was matched up with Nangong Ziyue. Her state of mountains and waters was as calm as still water or moved like the mountains and ground trembling. It did not fear the way of emotionlessness.

The two were evenly matched. After four hundred moves, an opening appeared in Beiming Shang’s way of emotionlessness. Nangong Ziyue took advantage of this opportunity to clinch victory.

With only eight rounds remaining, the victory that Nangong Ziyue obtained brought her a step closer to the top ten.

“Next match: Sima Lingxuan versus Liu Xiaoyun.”

A few matches later, Sima Lingxuan stepped onto the Wind Cloud Platform again. However, his opponent was not one of the other eight giants. Instead, it was the Drifting Snow Sword Sect’s disciple, Liu Xiaoyun.

There were only eight giants. Naturally, out of the eight matches, there would only be seven matches against the other giants. The remaining match would be with one of the other participants.

How the matches were arranged was up the referee. However, this leftover match did not put any pressure on the eight giants.

Liu Xiaoyun looked at Sima Lingxuan, who exuded a strong self-confidence. Then, he sighed softly and smiled bitterly. “During the previous Five Nation Youth Competition, I could still last ten moves against you. Now, I’m afraid I can’t even block one.

“Sima Lingxuan, how about we compete using the sword, only the sword and nothing else?”

Competing with swords was just like competing with sabers. Both parties would drew their swords at the same time. Whoever’s sword could defeat the other’s would be the winner.

Naturally, Liu Xiaoyun’s sword was not as strong as Sima Lingxuan’s. He proposed this because he wanted to feel Sima Lingxuan’s sword intent while competing with the sword in order to improve himself.

Sima Lingxuan had a proud and aloof personality, looking down on the swordsmen of the world. Liu Xiaoyun now presented his request with a very humble attitude. Fire blazed in his eyes, as he hoped that the other party would agree.

“Given your status and strength, you are qualified to compete with swords with me. Prepare your move, then.” Sima Lingxuan accepted Liu Xiaoyun’s request after thinking for a while.

An excited look flashed in Liu Xiaoyun’s eyes as he performed a cupped-fist salute. “Many thanks!”

After Liu Xiaoyun finished speaking, he placed his right hand on his sword hilt. Then, he started quickly gathering all his Essence, state of ice, sword intent, and all his comprehension on the way of the sword.

Competing with swords sounded simple—drawing the sword and tossing it out. However, this simple action contained all their understanding on sword intent, Sword Technique, states, the force used with attacking. As long as a mistake was made in one of them, hundreds of openings would instantly appear when the sword was drawn.

The atmosphere immediately turned heavy, the air solidified, and the Wind Cloud Platform turned silent. Both sides did not say anything as they gathered momentum.

“Weng! Weng! Weng!”

Suddenly, loud sword hums erupted from the silence. The sounds were drawn-out and continuous, providing a very dignified ambiance.

The two moved at the same time. A cold and lonely sword spun quickly in the air, causing snow to fall. A vast sword intent gave off a silver-white light, making the place turn even colder.

Cold, an extreme cold, an emotionless cold. This was Liu Xiaoyun’s state. His sword intent served the same functions too.

On the other side, Sima Lingxuan’s sword glittered with golden light. Strong winds blew everywhere and clouds churned. A overwhelming state of kingship could be found in the winds and clouds; this was a king’s sword.

With the support of sixty-percent-comprehended sword intent, the state of kingship seemed very tyrannical and mighty. It had the atmosphere of several thousand swords bowing to it as the king of swords.