"It's useless."
He Xuelin sneered as he suppressed Luo Hao from a higher position.
Crack!
He Xuelin shattered Luo Hao's Shura Sword Light with the Ancient Golden Immortal Swordsmanship, destroying Luo Hao's last hope.
With a whoosh, He Xuelin appeared in front of Luo Hao and kicked him out of the arena.
"Invincible in the Lv 4 Genuine Martial Realm. What a joke." He Xuelin sneered.
Luo Hao was furious after his defeat.
"He Xuelin, I'm going to kill you."
Luo Hao got up from the ground and roared furiously.
"Aren't you ashamed?"
Suddenly, a voice shocked Luo Hao.
Luo Hao suppressed the anger in his heart and returned to the Shura Sword Sect's camp when he heard the man in the blood-red robe speak.
"Senior Brother Lu, I can beat him." Luo Hao lowered his head and said.
"You still haven't figured out your strength?" The man in the blood-red robe called Senior Brother Lu said harshly.
"Senior Brother Lu is right." Luo Hao said and went to the back row.
After the defeat, a martial artist from the Shura Sword Sect's camp stepped onto the arena.
"Let me see what you're capable of."
Bang! Bang!
The two of them fought fiercely. After about a quarter of an hour, He Xuelin found an opportunity and defeated the Shura Sword Sect's martial artist.
In the following time, people from both sides continued to step onto the arena.
After three consecutive victories, He Xuelin was finally defeated by a Lv 5 Genuine Martial Realm martial artist.
Later on, Fatty Li also went up. He won a match, but he encountered a monster in the 5th level of the True Martial Realm, and was defeated in the end.
The friendly spar lasted for six hours. The younger generation of both sides had basically fought with each other. There were victories and defeats.
Of course, everyone knew that the exchanges and exchanges in the early stages were nothing. The real highlight was the last three official battles.
During this period, Fang Chen didn't make a move. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the martial artists sent by the other side were too weak to resist his attacks.
Luo Bairen and Wu Li didn't make a move either. The three of them seemed to have discussed it beforehand and were ready for the last three battles.
Of course, Gu Jian's strength was more than enough to participate in the last battle.
Finally, after six hours, the people from both sides no longer stepped onto the stage.
At this time, Elder Xuan, Xiu Yun, and the others were talking and laughing as they looked at the arena.
"Elder Xuan, the younger generation has exchanged for six hours. Why don't we start the last three battles?" Xiu Yun smiled.
"Okay." Elder Xuan said.
When Xiu Yun heard this, he gave a look to the Asura Sword Sect's camp. Immediately, a martial artist ascended the arena.
"Elder Xuan, the younger generation is having so much fun interacting with each other. There's no point in us just sitting around. Why don't we make a bet?" Xiu Yun laughed.
"What do you want to bet?" asked Elder Xiu Yun?
"It's simple. Let's bet one million purple crystals," Xiu Yun said confidently.
"Alright." Elder Xuan replied.
A million purple crystals, to the two of them, was not a small amount.
After the bet was established, Xiu Yun's eyes were full of smiles.
He was very clear about Shura Sword Sect's strength. His Shura Sword Sect would definitely win this bet.
The Shura Sword Sect's people stepped onto the arena.
"My name is Xi Ming. Who wants to spar with me?" A tall and sturdy man stood on the arena.
"Let me," said Fang Chen.
Of the three of them, his cultivation was the lowest. He should be the one to fight.
But just as Fang Chen was about to stand up, Xi Ming suddenly said, "I won't fight you. You're senior apprentice-brother Lu's cup of tea."
Fang Chen was startled. He looked at the Shura Sword Sect's camp. The man in blood-red robes was looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"I'll go." Wu Li jumped onto the arena.
"Wu Li."
"You're Wu Li?" Xi Ming's eyes widened as he looked at Wu Li.
"You talk too much nonsense," said Wu Li impatiently.
"Shura Sword Skill."
Xi Ming was enraged. He directly used the Shura Sword Skill.
But his cultivation was inferior to Wu Li's. When Wu Li used the Ancient Golden Invincible Sword, he was instantly suppressed.
"Too weak," said Wu Li.
As soon as Wu Li finished speaking, the sword in his hand strangely stabbed out. It instantly pierced Xi Ming's arm.
Puchi
Caught off guard, Xi Ming's arm was injured and his body was forced out of the arena.
"Xiu Yun, Goldensword City wins the first round," laughed Old Xuan.
Xiu Yun calmly nodded.
After Wu Li defeated Xi Ming, he walked off the arena.
Xi Ming was furious. He looked at senior apprentice-brother Lu and asked, "Senior apprentice-brother Lu, why didn't you let me deal with Gu Jian?"
"Compared to the final plan, one loss is nothing," said senior apprentice-brother Lu.
The Shura Sword Sect sent out a man called Gu Yiming for the second round. His cultivation had reached the sixth stage of the True Martial realm. In the Shura Sword Sect, he was second only to Lu Tianze.
"Luo Bairen, come up."
Clearly, Gu Yiming had been waiting for Luo Bairen.
Lu Tianze secretly gave the order to leave Gu Jian to him. He wanted to personally kill Gu Jian.
So the remaining Wu Li and Luo Bairen were assigned to Gu Yiming and Xi Ming.
Xi Ming was a bit miserable. He was defeated by Wu Li in the first round.
As for the second round, Gu Yiming swore he had to win, and he had to win decisively.
Crash!
Luo Bairen's figure flashed and he stepped onto the arena.
"If I win, there's no need for the third round," said Luo Bairen.
Luo Bairen was the strongest of Goldensword City's younger generation. His strength had reached an unfathomable level.
Luo Bairen's body emitted a terrifying aura as he stared at Gu Yiming.
"Do you think you still have a chance to win?" laughed Gu Yiming.
Xiu!
Gu Yiming flicked his wrist and a sword appeared in his hand.
Gu Yiming personally pulled out the scabbard and a bloody light soared into the sky.
This was a sword that Gu Yiming had refined with his own blood. It was closely related to the Shura Sword Skill.
"Luo Bairen, start the battle."
Gu Yiming's foot tapped against the ground and he charged at Luo Bairen. At the same time, he clenched his fist and punched Luo Bairen.
"Child's play."
Luo Bairen stood on his tiptoes. Using his right leg as a foundation, he spun and punched out.
When their fists collided, both of them retreated.
"Is there any meaning in probing like this?" sneered Luo Bairen.
"Since you're in such a hurry, I'll fulfill your wish."
Gu Yuming sneered. In his Sea of Qi, Spiritual Qi surged. The Sword Will around him was pushed to the extreme. It directly merged with the blood light and drilled into the long sword.
"Shura Sword Skill!"
Gu Yiming roared. The sword in his hand strangely slashed through the air.
Wherever the long sword passed, the surrounding air would dissipate in all directions.
"En!"
Below the ring, Fang Chen's eyes flickered after seeing this.
"Grade three sword intent is so tyrannical," muttered Fang Chen to himself.
Both Luo Bairen and Gu Yiming's sword intent had reached grade three. Gu Yiming's was slightly stronger, reaching the peak of grade three.
Fang Chen could clearly feel the difference between grade three and grade two True Meanings.
"Gu Yiming's Shura Sword Skill has also reached the Subtle realm," said Fang Chen.
At the same grade, the Shura Sword Skill was clearly stronger than the Ancient Golden Undying Sword Skill.
The Ancient Golden Undying Sword Skill had a balance between offense and defense, while the Shura Sword Skill focused on offense.
Dong!
Just as Fang Chen was thinking, a deafening sound came from the arena.
Immediately after, a wild Sword Intent spread out in an instant, causing the crowd to be unable to see clearly what was going on in the arena.
At this time, on the main stage, Xiu Yun grinned. "It looks like my Shura Sword Sect is going to win this second round."
True Martial Realm experts were unable to clearly see the situation on the stage, but Mysterious King Realm experts could see it clearly with a single glance.
At this time, Luo Bairen and Gu Yiming's swords had collided.
Although it looked like they were evenly matched, Luo Bairen had already suffered internal injuries.
The Shura Sword Qi had invaded his body, corroding his internal organs. If he continued to fight, he would suffer disastrous losses.
Crash!
The soaring sword intent dissipated, and the two stood quietly on the arena.
"Is it necessary to continue fighting?" Gu Yiming asked first.
"You won." Luo Bairen's voice was hoarse, and his heart was filled with helplessness.
Turning around, Luo Bairen slowly walked out of the ring, leaving a meaningful back view for the audience.
This battle was a big blow to Luo Bairen.
He had always thought that he was invincible in the Lv 6 True Martial Realm.
This defeat was like a wake-up call to Luo Bairen, waking him up to reality.
"Brother Luo." Fatty Li called.
Luo Bairen waved his hand and closed his eyes, looking tired.
Gu Yiming walked down the arena, and Lu Tianze in a blood-red robe came up.
"I am Lu Tianze." Lu Tianze said loudly.
Seeing Lu Tianze on the arena, Elder Xuan's face turned pale.
Lu Tianze was much stronger than Gu Jian. Gu Jian couldn't defeat him.
Fang Chen gently patted Luo Bairen's shoulder and walked up the arena.
"I heard that you caused the Ancient Golden Bell to ring nine times." Lu Tianze looked at Gu Jian mockingly.
Fang Chen didn't say anything, staring at Lu Tianze.
"So what? In the end, you're not as good as me, a martial artist who caused the Asura Bell to ring seven times." Lu Tianze laughed.
"If I were the same age as you, or in the same realm as you, I would beat you until you couldn't stand up." Fang Chen said.
Hearing this, Lu Tianze's eyes flickered, and then he laughed, "Same realm? That's ridiculous."
Fang Chen, in the Lv 4 True Martial Realm, killed Yong An and destroyed Xue Mang. This was no joke.
Lu Tianze had also heard of this, which was why he asked Xi Ming and Gu Yiming to leave Gu Jian for him.
He wanted to suppress and kill Gu Jian with his absolute strength.
Because Gu Jian's life was related to whether the Blood Refining King would join the Asura Sword Sect.
Moreover, there was another more important reason.
Lu Tianze couldn't accept that an ant-like martial artist could cause the Ancient Golden Bell to ring nine times, while a monstrous genius like him could only cause the Asura Bell to ring seven times.
When Lu Tianze walked up the arena, he was already prepared.
Gu Jian would die without a doubt.
On the main stage, Elder Xuan muttered in his heart. He hoped that Gu Jian would admit defeat.
Once the battle started, the situation would be out of control. Being injured by Lu Tianze wouldn't be worth it.
In Xiu Yun's heart, he was also secretly calculating. As long as Gu Jian died, the Blood Refining Monarch would definitely join the Asura Sword Sect.