Martial Master

“Is it him?!”

Qin Chen was stunned; he never expected that his first opponent would be Li Kunyun.

This Li Kunyun is a disciple of the Liu Xian Sect. Back when they were outside Gufeng City, he had harbored hostility towards Qin Chen because he coveted You Qianxue.

Before the preliminary assessment, Li Kunyun was so enraged by Qin Chen that he nearly went mad, wishing he could kill Qin Chen on the spot.

In fact, if it weren't for Di Tian intervening, Li Kunyun would have already fought Qin Chen before now.

“Hahaha, who would have thought my first opponent would actually be you? Heaven is truly good to me; you must not have expected this, right?”

Upon seeing that his opponent was Qin Chen, Li Kunyun's face was filled with wild joy, excitement coursing through him, as if the blood in his body was boiling. He stepped toward Qin Chen, his momentum continually condensing.

He had looked down on Qin Chen for a long time, not expecting that heaven would be so kind as to give him such an opportunity.

“It’s that Qin Chen and Li Kunyun, heh heh, there's a good show to watch. I remember they almost fought before, right?”

“Li Kunyun's cultivation is at half-step Mystic Level. After absorbing the Heavenly Dao Divine Light, he has broken through to the mid-Mystic Level. I wonder who would win between him and Qin Chen.”

“Is there even a need to say? It must be Li Kunyun. He’s a genius of the Liu Xian Sect and practices extraordinary martial arts. When he was at the peak of the late Heaven Level, he once killed a warrior at the early Mystic Level. And that Qin Chen, he only broke through to the early Mystic Level after absorbing so much Heavenly Dao Divine Light. How could he possibly be Li Kunyun's opponent?”

“True, that Qin Chen had an extraordinary performance in the preliminary three rounds, but it was sheer luck. When it comes to real strength, we still don’t know how it measures up. Heh heh, this will be interesting.”

“Very interesting! How many moves do you think Li Kunyun will take to defeat this Qin Chen? I wager within ten moves. If the people of the five countries see their best contestant defeated in just a few moves by the genius of our Da Wei Dynasty, won’t they be so frustrated they spit blood?!”

“Heh heh, heh heh heh!”

In the square, outside Gu Nandu, discussions and mocking voices were incessantly heard.

In fact, in the first match, a total of twelve warriors were selected, and there were six matches happening simultaneously.

But everyone's gaze was almost entirely focused on the arena of Qin Chen and Li Kunyun. Qin Chen’s previous brilliance made it hard for people to resist wanting to see him fail.

“Kid, you probably didn’t expect to encounter me in this round, did you?”

Li Kunyun looked at Qin Chen with a grim expression, like a cat playing with a mouse, his lips curling into a cold smile. “Here’s the deal: if you kneel before me and beg for mercy, I might just show mercy and forgive your previous disrespect.”

Qin Chen was taken aback and then laughed, “Just based on you?”

Hearing this, Li Kunyun laughed, “Kid, just because you got first place in the preliminary assessment, you think you’re exceptional? A waste who only broke through to the Mystic Level after absorbing so much Heavenly Dao Divine Light. If you knew the gap between our Da Wei Dynasty and your five countries, you wouldn’t be so confident.”

“You’re so confident; just go ahead and attack,” Qin Chen said with a hint of a smile.

“Good, since you are so stubborn, then let me show you just where the gap between us lies!”

Seeing that Qin Chen showed no signs of fear, Li Kunyun's expression suddenly darkened. He abruptly opened his silver fan and slashed forward.

“Strike with the Silver Fan!”

On the arena, the silver light seemed to be a ghostly presence, enveloping half of the stage, sweeping towards Qin Chen.

Li Kunyun's face was twisted, and the light from the silver fan surged, spiraling with tremendous force, clearly intending to defeat Qin Chen in one blow.