213: C213 A Powerful Sword User

C213 A Powerful Sword User

The second round is to decide who wins and who loses.

The winner would advance.

The loser would leave.

Without a second chance, any mistake would cause him to miss out on the Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank.

Rumble...

Rumble...

Following the end of the drawing of lots, the eight arenas in the central plaza strangely began to move. Three of the arenas slowly sank, while the remaining five arenas rumbled towards the center.

Such a mechanism technique was truly remarkable.

After all, the weight of the eight arenas was equivalent to a small mountain.

The stands of the audience did not move, nor did they forbid any audience from approaching.

Martial Cultivator, who had come to watch, did not mind. In any case, with everyone's eyesight, even if they were one or two thousand meters away, they would still be able to see very clearly.

Zhan Tianming also had a deep understanding of it.

If this was the Earth from his previous life, without binoculars, it would be impossible to see the competition clearly.

As for Martial Cultivator from Nine Dragons Continent, because of his cultivation, his eyesight was extremely good.

Here, there was no such thing as myopia.

Even if he was an ordinary person, his eyesight was still very good.

People's emotions began to surge, and their eyes fell on the five arenas.

After all, the second round of the competition was definitely more exciting than the first round. None of the Martial Cultivator who could reach this round was weak. Besides, the winner and loser would be decided in one battle. Everyone would use their full strength. It was impossible for him to sit back and watch others advance while he himself left.

Unless they encountered a martial arts competition that had no chance of winning at all and could possibly be wiped out.

Zhan Tianming drew four groups.

Wei Jiang also drew four groups.

He shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Brother Tianming, if I get into the same group as you, I don't think I will have the chance to advance."

Zhan Tianming said, "Just try your best. Why do you think so much?"

"Yes, that's right. I will do my best." Wei Jiang nodded.

In fact, Wei Jiang's cultivation base wasn't considered high. He was only a Seven Star Martial Expert. However, after he consumed the Dragon Tiger God Bone Pill that Zhan Tianming gave him with 100% Fusion Rate, his physical strength had also broken through to the Semi-Draconic Force. In addition to that, the Wei Family's Cavalry Technique was quite amazing. This was the reason why he had passed all the obstacles along the way, and advanced to the second round with a score of 9 points.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for Wei Jiang to reach this step so easily.

But he also knew that the opponents in the second round would be even stronger.

In the first round of the second round, Zhan Tianming had encountered a Nine Stars Martial Expert.

This time, he also had the same thought of improving his basic martial skills.

Nine Dragon Fingers!

Swish! Swish!

Pop, pop, pop...

Perhaps it was because Zhan Tianming had seven basic martial skills that allowed him to reach the Grand Perfection, but this time, Zhan Tianming used the Nine Dragon Finger Technique. The speed of his proficiency had increased by a lot, and it only took him half an hour. He had already raised the Nine Dragon Finger Technique to the Grand Perfection.

In the dense crowd of spectators, they once again cried out in excitement.

They had once again witnessed Zhan Tianming's martial skill reach the Grand Perfection level. The shock in their hearts was no less than seeing a miracle.

However, this shock caused their hearts to surge like tidal waves.

When the Grand Perfection Nine Dragon Finger was unleashed, Zhan Tianming easily defeated his opponent.

Although that person lost, he still bowed gratefully towards Zhan Tianming.

Wei Jiang was also lucky enough to defeat his first opponent.

Murong Tangtang, Ma Jiahui, Dugu Jian, Li Tianyu and Zhang Kaidao. Yu Weirong, Yan Hongchen, Zhan Ming, Chenxi and Long Xufei had also easily defeated their respective opponents. Even Zhan Ming and Zhang Kaidao's opponents chose to admit defeat. They didn't even dare to enter the arena.

The killing intent on Zhan Ming's body was too strong!

When facing him, he would be suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe.

And Zhang Kaidao's methods were too cruel.

This sort of admitting defeat was truly rare, but it had appeared twice in the first match.

The cycle ended.

Out of the four hundred Martial Cultivator, only two hundred remained.

The second round continued.

This time, Zhan Tianming chose to increase the proficiency of the Nine Dragons Sword Technique.

He borrowed that sword from Feng Wushuang at the last minute.

"Look, Zhan Tianming is going to use the sword technique this time. Swordsman is in luck."

"Haha... I like sword skills. This time, I must take a closer look."

"Old Wang, aren't you a blade cultivator?"

"I... I've changed my sword practice, alright?"

... ""

As Zhan Tianming stood on the arena, everyone's attention was immediately focused on him. Their eyes were filled with anticipation.

This time, would Zhan Tianming display the transformation process of the sword technique again?

Everyone was shocked and looked forward to it.

After all, Zhan Tianming had already displayed the variations of the saber technique, palm technique, and finger technique to everyone. If he displayed the sword technique again, it would be a total of four. Adding the Nine Dragons Step technique that he suspected to be at the Grand Perfection level, it would be a total of five perfect martial skills.

Who had seen such a genius before?

Even Yi Chen probably didn't master five Grand Perfection martial skills, right?

On the arena.

Opposite Zhan Tianming stood a young man with a sinister expression. His name was Leng Jiang, and his nose tip was hooked. Adding on his pair of small eyes, he gave people the impression that he was a cruel and merciless person.

Looking at Zhan Tianming, Leng Jiang said with a smile." Surnamed Zhan, you don't want to use me to demonstrate the transformation process of the sword technique, do you?"

Clang!

As he spoke, Leng Jiang pulled out a soft sword from his waist.

The sword swayed and flickered with silver light.

Looking at the soft sword in his hand, Leng Jiang sneered and said, "Do you know? I haven't used a sword for three years. Now, seeing that you want to demonstrate the evolution process of the sword technique in front of me, I'm full of displeasure."

"Do you know why?"

Zheng!

Just as his voice fell, the soft sword in Leng Jiang's hand suddenly moved.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The sword was like a white snake flicking its tongue, as fast as lightning.

A cold light shot toward Zhan Tianming's eyes. It was extremely fierce.

Zhan Tianming narrowed his eyes.

"Grand Perfection Sword Technique?"

In an instant, Zhan Tianming could clearly feel that Leng Jiang's sword technique had already reached the Grand Perfection level, and it was far from what his sixth-level sword technique could compare with. Furthermore, the Proficiency Level in Leng Jiang's sword technique was probably a high-grade sword technique.

Shing!

A thought flashed through Zhan Tianming's mind. He stepped on the Nine Dragons Step technique and dodged Leng Jiang's first sword attack at a rapid speed.

At the same time, he swung the longsword in his hand.

Clang!

When the sword hit the soft sword, it did not have any effect. The soft sword, on the other hand, was like a spirit snake, instantly entangling the long sword in Zhan Tianming's hand. After that, the tip of the sword was like a snake's head, swiftly attacking Zhan Tianming's hand that was holding the sword.

Zhan Tianming hurriedly shook his palm.

Buzz...

The sword energy rippled out, causing the soft sword to loosen slightly. After that, the long sword hurriedly pulled back.

"Swimming Dragon Return!"

Swish!

He drew and thrust his sword at Leng Jiang's throat.

"Hmph! There are so many flaws." Leng Jiang laughed disdainfully.

In his eyes, exquisite sword techniques were like children waving wooden swords. They were so ugly that there were so many flaws.

As long as he was willing, he could strike down the sword in Zhan Tianming's hand at any time.

However, he had the intention of a cat playing with a mouse. His eyes were filled with a sinister and cold light.2

"Little bastard, watch how I torture you to death."

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