Published: February 25, 2025
“Humph, you little bastard, even injured like this, you still dare to speak so shamelessly. This elder of law enforcement will see how you die next!”
On the Jade Tower, Yuwen Fengjun darkly muttered, and then announced loudly, “Now, this elder of law enforcement announces that the winner of the second match, eighth round, is the meritorious holy son Tan Yun!”
The geniuses entering the third match stared at the severely injured Tan Yun who stood on the air, each lost in thought about him...
Yuwen Fengjun then declared loudly, “This elder of law enforcement announces that entering the third match is the holy son of the ancient soul lineage, Su Yuxiao!”
“Holy spirit lineage saintess, Dongfang Siqi.”
“Wind Thunder lineage saintess, Geqin.”
“Beast Spirit lineage Zhuge Ke.”
“Meritorious lineage Tuoba Yingying and meritorious holy son Tan Yun.”
“Formation lineage saintess Feng Qingxin.”
“Danmai disciple Jin Shaohong.”
“Now, the top eight geniuses will draw lots to determine their opponents and the match order.”
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun, who was floating in the air, suddenly shrank in size. He fell heavily onto the summit, trembling slightly, and looked at Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shi Yao, managing a smile on his battered face, “Don’t cry, I’m fine, you don’t have to worry about me.”
Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shi Yao looked at Tan Yun’s horrific appearance. Although they said they wouldn’t cry, tears flowed uncontrollably down their faces.
Next, Tan Yun and the other seven drew lots to determine their opponents and the order of the third match!
First Match: Holy Spirit lineage Dongfang Siqi VS Formation lineage Feng Qingxin.
Second Match: Ancient Soul Su Yuxiao VS Danmai Jin Shaohong.
Third Match: Tuoba Yingying VS Geqin!
Fourth Match: Tan Yun VS Beast Spirit lineage Zhuge Ke!
After the opponents were decided, the expressions of the eight varied...
Injured all over, Tan Yun immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and madly absorbed the natural spiritual energy to restore the spiritual power he had consumed in the spirit pool, as well as his injuries...
The bright moon hung high, and the stars dotted the sky.
Under the starry sky, Yuwen Fengjun spoke solemnly, “Now, this elder of law enforcement announces that the first match of the third round officially begins!”
As soon as his voice fell, hundreds of thousands of disciples from the Holy Spirit lineage and Formation lineage on the summit erupted in deafening cheers, supporting Dongfang Siqi and Feng Qingxin.
“Please!” Dongfang Siqi glanced at Feng Qingxin, coldly finishing her words like an angel in the night sky, as she floated gracefully onto the high platform.
“Hmph!” Feng Qingxin wrinkled her nose slightly, snorting, and her skirt flew up as she became a shadow on the high platform!
Once the two saintesses were on the platform, they immediately started a fierce battle without any probing!
They both understood that since the opponent had made it to the top eight, their strength was certainly extraordinary. If they recklessly probed and the opponent countered with full force, it could lead to their demise!
Thus, both women went all out without holding back!
Feng Qingxin stood on the air, unleashing a surge of ancient power in a milky white flow, causing the Qiankun Ring to flicker continuously. Instantly, thirty-two Flying Swords shot out!
Next, each of the thirty-two Flying Swords emitted ancient power sword aura, intertwining and increasing their power thirty-twofold, as they crashed into the collapsing void, heading toward Dongfang Siqi!
“Freeze for a thousand miles!”
Dongfang Siqi spun her white wrist, and countless multicolored sword shadows, extending hundreds of feet, blossomed like a giant snow lotus in the void.
Suddenly, a chilling aura that froze the heavens surged from the sword shadows, enveloping the entire high platform. In an instant, a thick glacier over a hundred feet high formed in the void, aiming to immobilize the thirty-two sword auras!