Martial Master

Seeing this scene, Qin Chen smiled slightly: "It seems that after going through the Ancient Southern Capital preliminaries, Wang Qiming's strength has improved significantly. His knife intent has not only broken through to minor success but has even formed his unique combat style. With such strength, he can stand among many strong opponents, but how far he can go ultimately depends on his luck."

Next, the competition continued, and it was evident that the talents from the Five Nations were indeed no match for the Great Wei Dynasty.

Aside from You Qianxue, Qin Chen, and Wang Qiming, almost all the remaining participants from the Five Nations faced the disciples of the Great Wei Dynasty and were swiftly defeated, unable to resist at all.

Of course, the most frightening were still Di Tianyi and Hua Tiandu. After they were chosen, the talented individuals from the Great Wei Dynasty showed bitter expressions and directly conceded, lacking even the courage to fight.

They understood very clearly in their hearts that they could never be a match for the Zongzi of Liuxian Sect and the Young Master of Di Xin. If they forced a fight, they might anger the two, and their forces would surely face oppression.

Since victory was impossible, why seek self-inflicted suffering?

Boom!

In other arenas, two beams of white light descended, and the strongest black-robed youth from the Ghost Immortal Sect instantly appeared on the stage.

Opposite him stood a young man with short brown hair, whose aura was as formidable as a mountain.

Seeing his opponent, the brown-haired youth furrowed his brow, his expression grave.

After the previous matches, even if the people from the Great Wei Dynasty looked down on the Five Nations, they knew that among the Five Nations, there were a few extremely terrifying geniuses.

Especially this black-robed youth before him, who seemed to be a disciple of some Ghost Immortal Sect. In the first round of the competition, he defeated a talented individual from the Great Wei Dynasty with just a glance.

Moreover, in the previous preliminary assessments, this person's results were also quite terrifying, ranking fifth closely behind the three great geniuses.

"Hmm? Is it this guy?"

On the sidelines, upon seeing the black-robed youth take the stage, Qin Chen focused his gaze.

Among all the geniuses present, the only ones who could slightly capture his attention were the three great geniuses of Xuan Zhou, aside from this black-robed youth.

The mysterious origins and strange strength of this person made Qin Chen feel inexplicably that his strength was enough to contend with the three great geniuses of Xuan Zhou.

"You go first."

On the stage, the black-robed youth stood there, his expression unmoving, then placed his hands behind his back, coldly looking at the brown-haired youth before him.

"What does this mean?"

Everyone was taken aback!

This was a stage battle, yet this person had his hands behind his back and did not seem ready to attack?

The brown-haired youth also frowned, clearly not understanding the black-robed youth's intention.

"You people from the Great Wei Dynasty are nothing special. I don’t even need to use both hands to deal with you."

The black-robed youth sneered.

"Impudent."

"Arrogant."

"Simply too brazen."

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted, almost bursting with anger.

Everyone from the Great Wei Dynasty looked angrily at the black-robed youth on the stage, their eyes nearly spitting fire.

The actions of the black-robed youth were nothing short of an insult to their Xuan Zhou geniuses.

At the location of the Ghost Immortal Sect, a black-robed elder frowned: "Too impulsive."

Another black-robed elder coldly smiled: "Teaching his disciples has always been like this; you shouldn’t be surprised. Previously, that Leng Wushuang severely injured the fifth, so if he did not get angry, it would be strange."

"Forget it, let him be."

The previous black-robed elder seemed to know the character of the black-robed youth and could only sigh helplessly.

"Interesting."