Published: February 26, 2025
Under the moonlight, the two looked at each other coldly, and after exchanging a few words, they transformed into a blur and engaged in a fierce battle.
During Qi Kong's previous victory over Situ Yu, the two had already noted his strength. Now, as they clashed, the air crackled with tension, and the sound of their weapons echoed throughout the arena.
Ke Gu wielded his broad sword with precision, each swing cutting through the air like lightning, while Liu Kongsheng countered with his own techniques, his movements fluid and graceful.
The spectators were spellbound, their eyes wide as they witnessed the fierce competition. The moonlight illuminated the combatants, casting long shadows that danced along the ground as they battled fiercely.
Every strike and parry showcased their mastery of the Sword Technique, the sword aura radiating from their weapons creating an almost ethereal glow.
It was clear that both fighters were pushing themselves to their limits, each seeking to outmaneuver the other, looking for that one critical opening to secure victory.
As the battle raged on, the atmosphere grew thicker with anticipation, the outcome uncertain as both warriors fought tooth and nail, neither willing to yield.
From Qi Kong's earlier victory over Situ Yu, both of them realized that even if they won in the second round, they would face Qi Kong later, and it would be a battle with very low odds of winning. Nonetheless, both still yearned for victory!
To them, this was not only a challenge for marriage but also the grandest battle of daoist geniuses from the Western Continent Ancestral Dynasty.
As long as they could win this round, it would mean advancing from the top ten to the top five!
Even if they couldn't ultimately claim victory, they would still earn the favor of the Western Continent Emperor.
Thus, anyone who made it to the top ten hoped to ascend another level!
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”
“Boom—”
Brilliant sword auras danced across the night sky, wreaking havoc and making the sky itself seem to collapse, dimming the bright moon...
In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed, and the night had deepened, yet the Gods outside the city and within the mountains remained transfixed.
During these two hours, the two evenly matched each other.
Through observation, Tan Yun concluded that neither of them were his opponents. So far, only Qi Kong and Lu Chen were his true rivals.
Facing either of them would undoubtedly be a grueling fight!
...
A night passed.
Above the Heavenly Battle Platform, Ke Gu's hair was disheveled, his body covered in more than a dozen deep wounds that could be seen down to the bone, looking brutal, yet his injuries were not severe.
In stark contrast, Liu Kongsheng was uninjured except for his pale face.
However, his internal organs had suffered severe trauma.
“Brother Liu, don’t force yourself; you lost,” Ke Gu said politely to Liu Kongsheng.
There was no other reason for his courtesy; Liu Kongsheng was the nephew of Empress Liu.
“Pfft!”
Liu Kongsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, swaying unsteadily in the air as he stared at Ke Gu, enunciating each word, “I will not give up until the end!”
“If you weren't the nephew of Empress Liu, I would have eliminated you long ago!” Ke Gu scoffed inwardly, though his face appeared troubled as he gazed at Empress Liu seated in the Divine Pavilion.
Without needing much from Ke Gu, Empress Liu understood what he was implying.
Taking a deep breath, she looked down at Liu Kongsheng and said, “Saint Son, you are not Ke Gu's opponent; concede!”
“Yes, Aunt,” Liu Kongsheng replied respectfully, but a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes as he clasped his hands at Ke Gu and said, “I admit defeat.”
“Thank you for your kindness,” Ke Gu replied with a slight smile.
“Hmph!” Liu Kongsheng snorted coldly and flew down from the Heavenly Battle Platform.
In the Divine Pavilion, Helian Mengde slowly stood up, his voice booming, “Now, I announce that in the second round, Ke Gu from the South Town Grand Marshal's Residence wins.”