132: C132 Defeat the Enemy in Three Moves?

C132 Defeat the Enemy in Three Moves?

Nie Zhen won the lead and won the applause. After winning, Nie Zhen walked down from the stage and waited for the other three regions to fight to determine the winner.

According to the rules, his next match would be between number two and number seven. Therefore, after Nie Zhen got off the stage, he started to observe the match between number two and number seven.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy.

The two of them were on par with each other. After ten consecutive rounds of battle, they were still unable to determine the victor. Nie Zhen took a quick look and felt confident in his victory.

Although the momentum of the two was quite amazing, but their fighting style was relatively conservative. This kind of competition between rings, usually does not determine life or death. If they were too conservative when fighting, their momentum would be greatly reduced.

After looking for a while, Nie Zhen stopped paying attention to it.

Just as he was about to turn around and watch the others fight, a winner had already been decided. The winner was number eight, while the loser was number one.

Seeing Number Eight's calm demeanor, it was obvious that he was still holding back.

Although he was wearing a mask, when Nie Zhen looked over, he clearly felt Number Eight was also looking at him.

Obviously, due to the battle just now, Nie Zhen had successfully attracted his attention.

Nie Zhen's achievement had also raised his fear. Although Nie Zhen saw the hostility in his eyes, he was not afraid. He looked at Nie Zhen for a while before leaving.

After the Treasure Snatching Competition had begun, on the camp outside the stage, a few outstanding disciples were also seriously observing the battle.

Especially the head disciple, Qin Wuyan. Even though he was publicly acknowledged as the strongest disciple in Duobao Sect, he was the most serious.

When he saw Nie Zhen knock out the opponent the moment he made a move, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Even Soong Dong'er could not help but cheer, "Senior Brother Qin, this Number Six is really amazing. Is he the junior brother who did not recognize you before?"

Qin Wuyan nodded and said, "From the looks of it, it should be him. This Junior Brother looks so young, I wonder which faction he is from."

Soong Dong'er narrowed her eyes and said, "Senior Brother Qin, looking at this Junior Brother's performance, I'm a little nervous. There are many talented people in the martial arts world. If I'm not careful, I might be surpassed by the Junior Brothers and Sisters."

Although Soong Dong'er was just talking to herself, she was actually hinting at something.

Qin Wuyan naturally understood that Soong Dong'er's words were obviously meant for him.

However, Qin Wuyan was able to hear what she said, so he calmly said, "What Junior Song said makes sense. On the path of cultivation, one can retreat if they don't advance. The only proper way is to practice hard every day."

Speaking of which, it was when # 8 finished his opponent that Qin Wuyan smiled: "If I'm not wrong, the final champion must have been born from these two people."

Soong Dong'er glanced at Qin Wuyan and said, "I feel like this Number Eight is not a match for Number Six."

"Hmm? Junior Song, what kind of brilliant idea do you have? " Qin Wuyan smiled.

Soong Dong'er smiled and said, "I can't say for sure, but it's just intuition."

"Oh... "I think Number Eight will do well." Qin Wuyan said lightly.

Soong Dong'er hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "Senior Brother Qin, this Number Eight is a disciple of your Great Sect Master faction, right?"

Previously, when they registered, Soong Dong'er was one of the people in charge. Other than Nie Zhen, which she had never seen before, the other disciples were basically known to Soong Dong'er.

Soong Dong'er was very meticulous and naturally noticed this. At this moment, when she heard Qin Wuyan's confident words, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Qin Wuyan didn't expect Soong Dong'er to be so direct, but since Soong Dong'er mentioned it, he didn't have to deny it. He immediately smiled and said, "Although I can't be sure if she is wearing a mask, but judging from her skill, she should be the seventh junior brother of my teacher's faction."

Great Sect Master's faction has a lot of core disciples, around a dozen or so. He occupies more core disciples than the other Great Sect Master, and his ranking is ranked according to the results of the annual examination.

Qin Wuyan was now First Senior Brother. If he dropped to the second place in the annual examination results, then his First Senior Brother position would have to be given away.

Of course, this was only in theory. Under normal circumstances, the strength of core disciples would steadily increase every year and their rankings would not change too much in general.

Especially those who were the strongest, they were practically outstanding existences. Even among the core disciples, they were outstanding existences. If one wanted to shake their status, it would be extremely difficult.

When Soong Dong'er heard this, she couldn't help but smile. She thought to herself, "You naturally wish that your junior brother will win."

"I just don't know which branch's disciple number six is from. It's really bad luck to meet Great Sect Master's line. Basically, I can only accompany the crown prince to study. Winning is indeed difficult!" "The competition in the arena is fine, but the things below the arena …"

Soong Dong'er had hosted Treasure Snatching Competition several times already, so she naturally knew of some unorthodox rules. Outwardly, Treasure Snatching Competition was definitely fair, but there would still be people who would form their own camp in private and use some unspoken rules to obtain victory.

Soong Dong'er did not want to do this kind of thing, but it did not mean that others would not do it either. Soong Dong'er did not want to do this kind of thing, but it did not mean that others would not do it either.

After all, in Duobao Sect, the real number one was Great Sect Master.

Just as Soong Dong'er and the rest were engrossed in their own thoughts, the victor of the remaining two matches was decided.

Number Seven was defeated by Number Two in one move, while Number Two entered the second round to fight against Nie Zhen.

According to the rules, there would be an hour of rest in each round. After all, the cultivation difference between each round wasn't too great. If one wanted to win, they would have to go through a difficult battle, and an hour of rest wasn't too easy.

Nie Zhen had probably already understood his opponent, so he decided to find a corner to train.

He knew that his next opponent was just a convenient matter and wasn't much of a threat to him. It was just the final round of the championship. If he really couldn't handle it, then his real cultivation would just be useful.

However, Nie Zhen did not want to do that. Once he decided to suppress his cultivation in a duel, he would not admit defeat.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the one who will be fighting me in the end should be Number Eight. Number Eight is just one breath away from breaking through to the sky realm, so I can't let my guard down to avoid a ruckus."

Two hours passed quickly.

Nie Zhen leisurely walked up to the arena. In the second round, there were only two areas left on the arena. Compared to the previous matches, the arena was doubled in size, making it easier for the contestants to use their own methods.

Number Two had experienced a bitter battle before. Although he had two hours to recuperate, he had not fully recovered to his peak condition. Of course, even though he had recovered to his peak condition, Nie Zhen still did not place him in his eyes.

Nie Zhen sized up his opponent and said with a smile, "If I were you, I wouldn't choose to compete on the stage. Victory is important, but in the end, I can't compare to my family..."

Number Two said angrily, "Brat, do you think a small psychological tactic can affect me? I have to say that you are too naive. If you want to win against your opponent, true ability is still the most important! "

Nie Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His kind reminder had, in the eyes of others, become a low-level psychological tactic.

Nie Zhen heaved a sigh of relief. "Three moves. If I can't beat you in three moves, then I will lose this fight!"

Nie Zhen deliberately released his aura. Although Nie Zhen had suppressed his cultivation, his aura couldn't be suppressed. In an instant, Nie Zhen's aura spread out like a wave, like a furious wave.

Sure enough, once Nie Zhen released his aura, not to mention his opponent being affected, even the surrounding people started to clap loudly.

Combined with the fact that Nie Zhen had one-shot his opponent in the previous round and the promise of three moves, Nie Zhen's dominance was at its highest.

Before the opponent could react to Nie Zhen's imposing manner, Nie Zhen had already released his own Spiritual Energy and charged towards Number 2.

That Number Two knew that Nie Zhen was powerful, so how could he dare to be slow? He gripped the sword in his hands tightly and swung it towards Nie Zhen. Although his momentum wasn't as great as Nie Zhen, it was still pretty good.

Nie Zhen shouted, "You came at the right time!"

Suddenly, Nie Zhen moved his body and rushed forward. He put his palms together and used his bare hands to catch Number 2's sword. Then, his inner strength shook and the opponent's sword fell to the ground.

That Number Two did not want to give up the sword in his hand, but when Nie Zhen snatched the white blade with his bare hands, the inner strength released from his palms made his wrist numb.

This move of Nie Zhen's was simply a stroke of genius. The contestant from Contestant # 2, who was usually conservative in his fighting style, did not even have the time to react before the weapon in his hand was taken away by Nie Zhen.1

At this point, Nie Zhen made a move and took away the opponent's weapon.

"Hey!" Bro! "Watch carefully!" Nie Zhen growled at the other party, and immediately after, the Shura's Murderous Aura condensed into his arm, then fiercely punched towards the opponent!

Boom!

"Wow!"

Explosions and Number Two's screams came out at the same time. Although this move was not the real Asura Chopping, the principle was pretty much the same, even though Nie Zhen's cultivation had already been suppressed to the Ninth Level of the Earth Stage, the tyrannical power of the Shura's Murderous Aura was still not something that Number Two could endure.

Without any suspense, Number Two let out a blood-curdling screech as he was thrown out of the arena by Nie Zhen. The next time, it would be even more miserable than the big guy from before.

Two moves!

Nie Zhen only used two moves from the beginning to the end. He took down the opponent's weapon in one move and blasted the opponent out of the ring in the second move. He had indeed defeated the opponent in less than three moves.

After defeating his opponent, Nie Zhen lightly smiled and leisurely left the arena. At the same time, the other group of opponents had only just started.

Another instant kill!

Although it wasn't as dramatic as the first round, it was still an instant kill.

The surrounding disciples once again burst out in thunderous applause. The two battles before and after Nie Zhen left them in high spirits.

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