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Heavenly Martial Sect, one of the seven Sacred Grounds.

The direct disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect were like dragons and phoenixes, each one of them had the power to kill their opponents while surpassing levels.

But currently, facing students of the same level as his, direct disciples of his Heavenly Martial Sect had lost two matches in a row.

He was defeated so thoroughly, so cleanly!

Du Xiaogui was sitting with his limbs spread out, the treasured medicine in his hands had finished eating, and was leaning lazily against the wall.

Looking at the Battlestage, Du Xiaogui's small eyes were calm, without any surprises.

In the third match, a female disciple walked out of the sect.

In World College, Si Xiuwu went on stage.

When the woman made her move, it was naturally covered by a hazy aura. The cultivation s at the peak of the seventh level of Martial King Stage had a graceful body, and when she made her move, it was also extremely moving.

After exchanging five moves, the direct disciple of Heavenly Martial Sect activated a sword art as a sword light pierced through the air.

At the same time, the cultivation's aura that was at the seventh level of Martial King Stage in Si Xiuwu's body did not hold anything back.

"Whoosh …."

Wherever the finger passed by, a monstrous, hot aura spread out, piercing through the former's sword glows with a posture as if it was destroying everything in its path.

"Pfft …"

The terrifying finger imprints could break through anything.

This finger imprint seemed to be able to destroy everything as it pierced through the void and directly flew towards the center of the former's brows.

On the Battlestage, the eyes of the direct female disciple, Heavenly Martial Sect, tightened as the imprint on her finger expanded. A terrifying destructive aura appeared, causing her to feel an aura of death.

"You've lost!"

The moment Si Xiuwu finished his words, the finger mark disappeared from the former's forehead, leaving only a faint trace of blood on his forehead.

Waves undulated deep within the woman's bright eyes.

The entire plaza was incomparably quiet.

On the high platform, the gazes of the Heavenly Martial Sect experts and elders became more and more serious.

They had naturally seen that when students of the World College defeated the direct disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect, whether it was in terms of martial skills or personal strength, they were all the direct disciples of the dragon and phoenix, who had completely suppressed those of the Heavenly Martial Sect.

If not for the fact that the students of World College had held back, the consequences would have been obvious.

In the fourth match, Zhen Tong defeated his opponent in six moves.

In the fifth match, Tang Huang crushed his opponent in three moves and sent him flying Battlestage.

In the sixth match, Huo Dong kicked his opponent off Battlestage in seven moves.

Six consecutive victories.

In front of the students of World College, the direct disciples could only persevere for seven moves at most, but they still did not have opponents for more than eight moves.

The entire square was completely silent as countless pairs of eyes fiercely jumped about!

There were no longer any deafening cheers from the disciples that filled the entire arena's Heavenly Martial Sect.

The eyes of the Heavenly Martial Sect experts and elders on the stage were even more complicated.

A direct disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect who had six consecutive defeats at the same realm was absolutely not a match for a World College student.

After six consecutive losses, the remaining two would be considered as his victories.

So Heavenly Martial Sect was a complete failure.

Such a blow had never happened before for Heavenly Martial Sect.

And the one who defeated the Heavenly Martial Sect's direct disciples was not the direct disciples of any other Sacred Grounds, but the students of the Wild Domain.

His Heavenly Martial Sect had been defeated so cleanly, and he had been defeated in such a pathetic manner.

This caused the experts and elders of the Heavenly Martial Sect to be unable to accept this in their hearts.

The Grand Elder's gaze turned completely serious.

Bei Goongliu sighed, he had a rough idea of what was going on.

However, Bei Goongliu never expected to lose so miserably today.

Hong Chen, Undercurrent Night, Qingwu, Yin Lin, and the rest had their expressions frozen.

Everything that happened today was also outside their expectations.

"Heavenly Martial Sect Hu Yu!"

In the seventh match, Hu Yu walked into the Battlestage.

"Senior Brother Hu Yu, you must win!"

"Senior Brother Hu Yu will definitely win!"

Looking at Hu Yu on the Battlestage, the silent open ground finally emitted some sounds.

Hope once again surged out from the eyes of the Heavenly Martial Sect disciples.

"World College, Mu Yingluo!"

Mu Yingluo walked onto the Battlestage. Her hair danced as she looked calmly at Hu Yu and said, "I have a sword. If you can receive it, I will lose!"

The calm voice had a domineering air to it.

Hu Yu's gaze was like the stars rotating as he looked at Mu Yingluo. A sword appeared in his hand with a clang and a sword glow flashing.

Boom!

In the next moment, the cultivation Qi which was at the peak of the eighth stage of the Martial King Stage surged out explosively from within Hu Sha's body. The sword light on the treasured sword in his hand flashed like an electric arc, the Sword Intent moved about unhindered, causing the entire Battlestage to tremble.

The air around the Battlestage vibrated.

A sharp might descended. At this moment, the word 'Hu Jia' naturally possessed an imposing manner that swept through the desolate lands!

"Sword Intent!"

"What a strong Sword Intent!"

"Hu Yu's Sword Intent has improved again!"0

The scene on the Battlestage caused the experts and elders to involuntarily nod their heads, and they once again saw some hope.

No matter what, after he comprehended the Sword Intent, there was almost no one among his generation who was a match for Hu Yu.

At the very least, Hu Ping was able to win this match.

If he had lost eight matches in a row, then his Heavenly Martial Sect would truly be disgraced today.

"Right now, do you still insist that I take one sword strike from you!?"

On the Battlestage, Hu Ping released his Sword Intent, causing sword light to fluctuate as he looked straight at Mu Yingluo and asked.

"I have a sword. If you can take it, I'll consider it your victory!"

Mu Yingluo's eyes did not change much as she looked at Hu Yu and sensed the aura on his body. Instead, her fighting spirit became increasingly dense.

"As you wish. Use your most powerful strength. After I take one sword strike from you, I'll also use one. If you can take it, then we'll have a draw!"

He had absolute confidence in the way of the sword.

"No need!"

Mu Yingluo shook her head. As the sound of her voice faded, the treasured sword in her hand flashed out, before her eyes closed slightly.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the Battlestage.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

In the next moment, Mu Yingluo's eyes opened, and they no longer held any fighting spirit. Instead, they seemed to have turned into two dazzling, lightning-like flashes of sword light, the treasured sword in her hand instantly shining resplendently with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Swoosh!"

Mu Yingluo made her move. She only swung her sword lightly and gracefully at Hu Yu.

"Your strike was too weak!"

Hu Yu laughed loudly, as Mu Yingluo's sword strike wasn't anything good.

"Swoosh!"

The treasured sword in his hand was resplendent, the sword resounded with the sound of wind and thunder!

In the next moment, the sword light in Hu Yu's hand abruptly was like a bolt of lightning as it collided towards Mu Yingluo's sword light.

"Boom!"

When he brandished Hu Yi's sword, the entire Battlestage vibrated.

Sword light flashed across the sky, as if it wanted to split open the void, slice apart the Battlestage, and then destroy the world.

"What a strong Sword Intent!"

The hearts of many people in the entire stadium jumped in fear. Hu Yu's sword strike was too strong. It contained a Sword Intent that could cut through everything!

The might of this sword strike was enough to cause anyone who felt it to tremble with fear, and even their hair to stand on end!

The two sword lights clashed, and the disciples of Heavenly Martial Sect already knew in their hearts that Hu Yu was bound to win, and would finally be able to win one round.

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