"What happened in the second group left a deep impression. I don't know what Jiang Yuan summoned, but I'm sure it'll show up again in the coming rounds.
Perhaps we'll see more of it next time. "
Mo Xiao's voice reverberated throughout the arena. It was only when she spoke that the audience began to recover from their shock.
This was simply too strange. It turned out that a top-notch ability user could actually reach such a level.
Mo Xiao continued. "Next, we'll draw lots for the third group."
Four portraits appeared out of thin air.
A faint light flickered in the air.
On the ground, the arena began to repair itself.
This time, the repair time was obviously longer than the previous match, because the damage was the most severe in the previous match.
"Begin!"
The four portraits flickered rapidly, and in just a short while, they stopped again.
The group's matches were over.
"Group Three, first round. Yan Ningya versus Jun Yongye, and the Driver versus Cao Shuiqin."
The Accountant had said that the Driver, no matter who he faced in this group, should pray for his own safety and do his best.
If he won, then it would be a testament to his strength.
The Driver's opponent was Cao Shuiqin, the Accountant's favorite.
The Northern Alliance's representative was likely to be the Epochrion of Skyfire Avenue. She was now the Paragon of the Major League, disciple of the Epochrion. Her opponent was Jun Yongye, whom the Accountant didn't have any information on.
Yan Ningya stood up from her seat. Her face was covered by a veil, but her eyes shone with a faint seven-colored halo.
She rose, and slowly made her way to the arena.
Jun Yongye rose to his feet.
This was the first time Lan Jue had taken a good look at him.
Jun Yongye looked to be in his thirties. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he was of medium build and fair skin.
His eyes were black, and he didn't stand out from the crowd.
However, if one paid close attention, they would discover that he seemed to have a special temperament.
Jun Yongye was dressed in white. It wasn't modern clothing, but rather a long white robe from the Former Era of China.
His entire person had a very ancient flavor, and even his hair was tied up on top of his head with a wooden hairpin.
He also calmly walked towards the stage. Every step he took seemed casual, but if one looked closely, they would realize that the distance between each step was almost the same.
The Pharmacist was studying Jun Yongye as well. Her brows furrowed as if she'd thought of something, but her eyes betrayed her confusion.
"Sis, what do you think of this match?" Lan Jue asked.
The Pharmacist shook her head. "It's hard to say. It's going to be a fight between tigers and dragons.
This is the closest of all the previous matches. "
Lan Jue's heart skipped a beat. "You think so highly of Jun Yongye?"
Yan Ningya was the disciple of the Spacetime Dominator, so it was very likely that she had a very powerful time special ability, and her cultivation was also very high.
She was known as one of the most likely competitors to win the tournament.
For the Pharmacist to compare Jun Yongye to her was a testament to her high opinion of Jun Yongye.
"I can't see through him either," the Pharmacist said. "He's very close, and very familiar.
As for how strong he really is, we'll only find out in the tournament.
At our level, cultivation is no longer the deciding factor in victory or defeat. "
Lan Jue nodded. "Let's wait and see."
Jun Yongye and Yan Ningya took to the ring from opposite sides. Jun Yongye's white robes fluttered in the wind, giving him an otherworldly air.
He wore a warm smile on his face.
Yan Ningya's expression couldn't be seen, but the seven-colored light in her eyes was flickering slightly, attracting people's attention.
"Three, two, one. Begin!" The electronic voice boomed.
Jun Yongye's left hand lifted the hem of his robe, fastening it to his waist. His right hand motioned to Yan Ningya.
Very gentlemanly.
Yan Ningya nodded slightly to acknowledge him, but she didn't attack immediately.
Compared to the fierce competition before them, these two looked more like they were here to make friends.
Suddenly, Yan Ningya made her move. She lifted her right hand, and in a flash of white light a strange longsword appeared in her grasp.
The reason why this sword was odd was because it was too long.
Generally speaking, an ordinary sword that was three feet long was already very good. A sword that reached three feet and six inches was already very long.
Her sword, however, was five feet long.
It glowed with a white light, formed from pure energy.
This Major League representative of the Northern Alliance was using a sword?
One had to know that Yan Ningya had never used her sword in the previous matches. She had used her weapons to subdue her opponents without even moving. She had only relied on her powerful Discipline to suppress her opponents and win.
"Brother Jun. My master has said that your comprehension of protogenia is the best in this year's competition. I'm not convinced, and would like to ask for your advice on swordsmanship."
Her voice was pleasing to the ear, but each word came out fast and slow. There was a strange rhythm to it.
It was almost as if her voice tugged at one's heart.
Jun Yongye smiled. "Your master overpraises me. I'd like to learn from you, young lady."
As he spoke, Jun Yongye pointed a finger in front of him. There was a flash of light, and an ordinary steel sword appeared in front of him.
It was three feet and six inches long. Everything about it was perfect.
At this moment, Yan Ningya moved.
She took a step forward, only a foot in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Jun Yongye.
"Spatial Bending!" The Pharmacist's voice was low.
The five-foot-long sword was a blinding white light, and in the blink of an eye was in front of Jun Yongye.
Jun Yongye's hand came to rest on the hilt of the sword.
The gentle smile on his face changed the moment he held his sword.
His expression was one of intense concentration. His eyes were fixed on the blade of his sword.
The point of the sword was slanted, and it thrust forward in a slow motion.
There was a flash of light, and Jun Yongye's sword met the ridge of Yan Ningya's blade.
The collision of the two swords produced a crisp "ding" sound.
"Puff —" Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Yan Ningya abruptly leaned back and took several steps back.
The five feet long sword in her hand was broken in half, and the white light at the front turned into specks of light and dissipated.
However, that sound wasn't the sound of her sword breaking. Instead, it was the sound of the protective barrier on the stage. Like a balloon that had been popped, the barrier instantly burst open.
Yan Ningya's rainbow-colored eyes flashed with shock. She channeled her energy into her sword, and it snapped back to normal.
She lunged forward again, and the light around her sword shimmered like it was dancing. It became a curtain of swords that enveloped Jun Yongye.
Jun Yongye's eyes were fixed on the blade in his hand. He took a small step to the left, and the sword he'd thrust out slashed downwards.
Clink!
Yan Ningya's sword broke again, but this time, there were no other changes on the stage.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
It didn't look like a fight between two Adepts. It looked more like a fight between two fighters.
However, many people's expressions turned grave in this short period of time.
Among them were the Pharmacist, Lan Jue, and even the Terminator!
They could see that Jun Yongye wasn't just using swordsmanship, but protogenia.
The protogenia of the sword.
They didn't know what protogenia Jun Yongye was using, but the Terminator felt his skin crawl.
Jun Yongye, with his sword in hand, reminded him of someone he didn't want to think about. Jueti!
Although Jun Yongye's fighting style was different from Jueti's, the Terminator couldn't help but be afraid of the young man's swordsmanship.
If this young man became a Paragon in the future, it would be difficult for him to break through any of the four great Paragons.
Yan Ningya's expression also became solemn.
She hadn't used her Discipline, but her confidence in her swordsmanship was no less than her Discipline.
She couldn't accept the fact that she couldn't even use her own swordsmanship in front of her opponent.
Yan Ningya took a slow step back, and the sword in her hand returned to normal.
Jun Yongye didn't pursue. His eyes were fixed on his sword.
It was as if there was nothing else he cared about.
The entire arena was silent, and the audience was completely silent.
Most of them didn't understand what was happening, but the few who had a clue were so shocked they couldn't close their mouths.
On the rostrum, almost every distinguished guest who could sit there had a solemn look in their eyes.
They also couldn't believe that such a thing could happen.
Yan Ningya, the Epochrion's disciple, was powerless against her opponent.
Even the Terminator's expression grew serious, as if he were thinking about something.
Mo Xiao's explanation came to an abrupt halt. Her eyes were filled with utter astonishment.
This man … this man's martial arts had reached such a level. Was this the legendary return to simplicity?
At this moment, Yan Ningya suddenly took off her veil on the stage.
The sounds of discussion that were about to appear in the stands suddenly stopped because of her sudden action.
What a beautiful face it was!
Her skin was as white as jade, and her eyes were large and clear. Her eyebrows were arched, and her beauty was unearthly.
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