On the seventh day, there were close to a hundred battles in the Spiritual Mountain Sect. There were spectacular counterattacks, spectacular suppressions, and even matches where the winner was not decided until the very last moment.
However, no matter how exciting the duels between these talented cultivators were, no matter how stunning they were in displaying their talents in fights of magical powers or cultivation, they were all shrouded by one person on this day.
On the seventh day of the second round, Li Chengfeng started to show off his talent in magical combat. In just one short battle, everyone had realised one thing: Li Chengfeng was a genius in magical combat.
In terms of combat skills and intelligence, the Spiritual Mountain Sect was divided into two groups: Li Chengfeng and the rest.
All along, cultivators were more willing to improve their strength than their intelligence because they all believed in one thing: one man can defeat ten men!
If I can't defeat this opponent, it must be because I'm not strong enough!
This was the motto of almost all cultivators!
However, Li Chengfeng had taught them a good lesson today: what was the ultimate wisdom in magical combat, and what was the ultimate technique in magical combat!
Usually, these cultivators would talk about techniques and strategies, but these strategies usually came from the preparation before the battle, from the training strategies they came up with during their daily cultivation, and from their instinctive reactions in battle.
But none of them had thought that it was possible to deceive and deceive each other in a fight. They could set up traps one after another in a very short period of time and use their own reactions step by step to lure the other party into the trap. When the other party thought that they were unstoppable, they did not expect that they had already fallen into the trap that the other party had designed.
This kind of magical combat was … terrifying.
What was terrifying was not the opponent's strength, but the sudden reversal of the situation, which was a heavy blow to one's confidence, and the unpredictable nature of the opponent's actions.
Li Chengfeng's biggest gain from his battle with Liu Xuanqing was that when he stood on the stage, his opponent would start to be suspicious and start guessing the 'deeper meaning' behind Li Chengfeng's actions, and whether they would fall into Li Chengfeng's trap!
One could imagine the consequences of fighting Li Chengfeng with such thoughts.
Cultivation was all about following one's heart and technique. Wherever one's heart was, so was one's magical power!
However, if one was distracted, or even multitasking, the speed and effect of the spell casting would naturally be greatly reduced.
Li Chengfeng was already very strong, and with his unfathomable intelligence, he instantly became the most dangerous opponent in the eyes of all the disciples.
In Zhang Jinbao's private bet, Chengfeng quickly rose to the top of the seeded list. Even Huangfu Song was pushed down.
This time, the Hidden Brocade Court disciples could no longer sit still.
After seven days of fighting, four of the top ten were Hidden Brocade Court disciples, but the first was a Hidden Sword Court disciple!
How could the rich kids of Hidden Brocade Court tolerate this?
"Who will he fight next?"
Huangfu Song raised his head and looked at the matrix drawn by water and clouds hanging on the cliff above the arena.
Huangfu Song took a look and realized that Li Chengfeng only needed to win two more matches to successfully enter the top sixteen and enter the third round of the assessment. Huangfu Song felt an overbearing aura coming from nowhere, making him feel uneasy and chills running down his spine.
However, there was nothing he could do no matter how anxious he was.
This was because the entire list of match-ups was completely transparent. Everyone's names and rankings were listed at the top, and it was clear who was strong and who was weak, and who had a higher chance of winning. No one could interfere even if they wanted to cheat or play tricks.
They could all see that in the upcoming matches, Liu Xuanqing, who posed a real threat to Li Chengfeng, had been beaten to a pulp by him. Whether he could walk out of this huge trauma was a big question mark.
As for the others … even if they had hidden cards, judging from Li Chengfeng's performance and his shocking talent in magical combat, they did not even have the qualifications to cause Li Chengfeng any trouble!
That was the truth!
On the eighth day, Li Chengfeng had a rare bye. Xiaobao had secretly learned many techniques from Li Chengfeng's magical combat and began to play his own style. He relied on continuous psychological tricks and began to play psychological warfare in the arena, intentionally luring his opponent to guess where he would appear, then he would counter his opponent's guesses.
It had to be said that this pair of swindlers, who had learned to joke since they were young, had a special talent for deception. This was also useful in magical combat.
The difference between Xiaobao and Li Chengfeng was that Li Chengfeng was terrifyingly talented in planning and plotting. He was able to set up a chain of traps in an instant, causing his opponent to fall into the trap step by step, unable to defend against it.
Xiaobao, on the other hand, was different. He had a beast-like intuition, and this intuition allowed him to accurately predict his opponent's next move, and instantly counter it.
This was also an instinct developed from their past experience of swindling partners. In previous operations, Li Chengfeng was the commander and planner, so he had the instinct to plan. Xiaobao, on the other hand, was usually the passive one. He was responsible for helping Li Chengfeng make up for any flaws that might be exposed at any time. This also taught him the instinct to observe his surroundings at all times. He even had to predict what his troublemaking young master would do next.
Bringing this instinct into a fight, coupled with the Zimu Lightning Sword's teleportation ability, Xiaobao was like a fish in water.
If Li Chengfeng's fighting style was cunning and treacherous, it was a stark contrast to his bushy brows and big eyes. Xiaobao's fighting style was slippery and cunning, like a slippery little fish. He came and went like lightning, his movements were incomparably coquettish. He appeared and disappeared without warning, it was a stark contrast to his elegant appearance.
Unlike Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao, the gentle and elegant Han Tianxing was the complete opposite. His fighting style was that of a burly man – fighting head-on, fighting head-on!
No matter how many spells you use, I only have one sword qi. No matter how many ways you attack, I will only attack!
On this day, Han Tianxing defeated another Hidden Beauty Court disciple. His brutish, brutish fighting style completely countered the nimble and flashy disciples.
Hidden Beauty Court style.
With the Heavenly Dragon Sword in hand, Han Tianxing used a domineering and unreasonable method to beat his opponent into submission, bawling loudly on the stage.
Bystanders may not understand the feeling of being beaten to tears on the stage, or even having a mental breakdown, but only those who fought knew how hopeless it felt to be bombarded by the Heavenly Dragon Sword's domineering and endless sword qi.
However, Han Tianxing's unforgiving style of beating his opponent up as long as he had a good magical treasure undoubtedly angered the crowd. The Hidden Beauty disciples glared at him angrily, sharing a common enemy, while the Hidden Modesty disciples gritted their teeth as if they were looking at an enemy.
"Your Hidden Modesty Court disciples are really promising!"
Ouyang Xiu watched with a half-smile as Han Tianxing walked off the stage, not even looking at the female disciple who was crying loudly on the stage.
Li Xuanming did not look at Han Tianxing either, instead squinting at Ouyang Xiu. "We'll show mercy next time."
Ouyang Xiu was infuriated but smiled coldly. "Oh?
A traitor like Han Tianxing, do you think there'll be a next time? "
Li Xuanming was always unfazed. He said unhurriedly, "As long as you're a member of Hidden Modesty Court, you'll have the spirit of Hidden Modesty Court!"
Each of the four great courts of the Spiritual Mountain Sect had their own unique spirit. The Hidden Sword Court was built with the spirit of righteousness, which emphasized on having a righteous spirit in the heart. Even if they were to meet an invincible enemy, they would still have a righteous spirit and draw their sword.
If the Hidden Sword Court was a pine tree that would never bow despite the heavy snowfall, then the Hidden Modesty Court would be a green bamboo. Even if it bent over, it would still be strong and unyielding. It would struggle to survive no matter how harsh the environment was, and stand out from the harsh cliffs.
In Li Xuanming's eyes, Han Tianxing was undoubtedly a typical Hidden Modesty Court disciple.
Ouyang Xiu snickered. "So traitors can also be forgiven, I've learned something new!"
Li Xuanming was not good at debating but his words always hit the nail on the head. "We're all disciples of the Spiritual Mountain Sect, how is this a traitor?"
Ouyang Xiu huffed coldly. "They say Li Xuanming is slow in speech but quick in action. Looks like that's not entirely true."
Li Xuanming did not speak further. He looked deeply into Xiaobao's eyes but those who knew him well knew that he already saw Han Tianxing as an important opponent. When Li Xuanming was serious, he was a powerful cultivator that even Shanxue was wary of.
And this powerful cultivator was Han Tianxing's next opponent, an opponent he could never defeat.
When Li Chengfeng saw Han Tianxing's name for the next battle, he was stunned, his brows furrowing.
He knew that with Han Tianxing's personality, he would never retreat. He would fight to the death with Li Xuanming!