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Before he finished speaking, Fan Wuji had already removed the sword from her neck. At the same time, he sent a wave of immense power straight towards Yue Ruan Guang. She suddenly suffered such a tremendous blow and was sent flying, crashing down from the ring.

Seeing this, Yue Rushuang heaved a sigh of relief. She understood that if her little sister insisted on not admitting defeat, then according to the rules, killing her with a single slash of Fan Wuji's sword would not be an exaggeration. After all, in the arena, the victor and loser had to be decided. If the opponent didn't admit defeat, he could only kill him to confirm his victory.

Fan Wuji sighed slightly and said, "The same twin sisters, the same physique, the same cultivation base and battle prowess, why is there such a huge difference in their temperament?" Yue Rushuang knew when to advance and when to retreat; she knew where to choose. This character of hers would definitely have some accomplishments in entering the sect world. As for Yue Ruan Mang, she was one of them. Heh heh.

At this moment, Wan Wuji looked at Fan Wuji on the stage and announced his victory. Fan Wuji had won five matches and accumulated five points. He now had the qualifications to be the champion of the first genius king. None of the eight Immortals had been optimistic about Fan Wuji. But after Fan Wuji's performance, it brought them too many surprises.

On the second day, the sixth round of the cycle began.

There were nine rounds of battles in the round-robin tournament. Each of the top ten geniuses would fight against the other nine geniuses, but the order of their fights was random. By the sixth round of the competition, they had already entered the second half of the competition. There were still some reservations among the top ten geniuses. But as the opponents they encountered grew in number and strength, the geniuses had no choice but to use their trump cards.

Fan Wuji had yet to use any of his trump cards because he was confident that with his current strength, he would be able to hold his ground. His Triple Fusion Secret Technique allowed him to break through the Upper Sky barrier and reach the half-step Spirit Sea realm. He also used the Dual Sword Flow. He alone was like two half-step Spirit Sea swordsmen attacking each other.

He easily drew out a command medallion with the words "Zhao Wuxia" written on it. When Fan Wuji saw these three words, there wasn't the slightest ripple.

He had personally witnessed the battle between Fan Wuji and the wolf cub. He had witnessed the terrifying madness of the wolf cub before. He had always thought that Wolf cub was one of the most difficult opponents to deal with in this genius battle. However, when Fan Wuji defeated the wolf cub with his twin swords, he understood that an even more terrifying opponent had been born.

Standing on the stage, he tried his best to suppress the waves in his heart. He knew that because of the round-robin tournament, he would fight with Fan Wuji sooner or later.

With a leap, Fan Wuji jumped up onto the stage from the ground. As for the eight Immortals, they continued to watch the battle from high up in the sky. Due to Fan Wuji's monstrous talent, when he stood on the stage, the eight Immortals all subconsciously looked towards the stage he was on.

Saber and sword were fated enemies, and sabers were fated opponents.

Saber was the king of weapons, sword was the emperor of weapons.

No one would respect one another, so when it came to swordsmen, they would try their best to fight.

The two of them looked at each other for a few breaths of time. Fan Wuji didn't waste any time, and immediately used a secret technique of three times in one go. His aura fluctuated, and in an instant, he had reached the half-step Spirit Sea realm.

"Immeasurable Sea!"

Fan Wuji drew out his three foot long blue sword. His sword's speed was astonishing, and the power of half a step into the Spirit Sea was already tyrannical to begin with. In addition to this, this move was a simulation of the sea. The sea water was overflowing, and the force of each wave was greater than the previous one.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuque was shocked. He immediately picked up the saber in his hand, and the Medial Grade Saber Intent in his body exploded out in an instant. He gripped his long blade and began to wave it in the air. Suddenly, the shadows of several dozen blades appeared in front of him.

The sword Qi was like a surging tide, drowning all the layers of sword shadows in an instant. In just a few breaths of time, the dozens of blade shadows had all dissipated, disappearing without a trace. "The waves of sword qi, however, did not lessen their momentum and ruthlessly rushed towards Zhao Wuxia.

"Blade Mountain!"

Just as he was about to be overwhelmed by the waves of sword qi, Zhao Wuque unleashed his strongest defensive saber art. His blade was infused with surging true energy, like a small mountain formed from blade energy. He tried to use his Blade Mountain to fend off the waves of sword Qi.

Even though Blade Mountain was strong, compared to the waves of sword Qis, it was still weaker by a small level.

Dao Shan could only hold on for a single breath before being destroyed by the waves of sword Qis. In the end, the waves of sword Qi still surged forward, submerging Zhao Wuque's body.

After a few breaths' time, the waves of sword Qis had also dissipated. As for Zhao Wuque, he was in a miserable state. His clothes were tattered, his body was covered with countless sword scars, and blood was flowing from his entire body. His disheveled hair made him look like a bloody person.

Zhao Wuji gasped for breath, looking at Fan Wuji with fear in his eyes. He let out a long sigh and said, "Brother Fan's swordsmanship has reached its peak, but I am no match for him."

Seeing this, Fan Wuji revealed a victorious smile. His tone was calm as he said, "Brother Flawless' blade technique is also very exquisite. I am only using the power of half a step into the Spirit Sea to suppress you by a hair's breadth. "If you're half a step into the Spirit Sea realm, I'm afraid I'll need another seven or eight moves to defeat you.

His words seemed humble, but they concealed the confidence that was like the edge of a sword.

Finished speaking, Fan Wuji put away his three foot long Green Edge, and walked down the arena by himself. As for Zhao Wuchang, he was left speechless. Fan Wuji's words hurt his self-esteem. He was unwilling to admit that even at the level of half-step into the Spirit Sea, he could at most make seven or eight moves on the Earth Board. However, his inner logic told him that Fan Wuji was not lying.

After Fan Wuji defeated Zhao Wuji, he won six times in a row.

He still had three matches left, against Jing Wuming, Qin Guan, Qin Guang, and Zhang Zhongyu, the child prodigy. Amongst the three of them, Jing Wuming and Qin Guang had a record of six wins, and Zhang Zhongyu, because of his slight defeat of Qin Guang, had only won five, and had already lost the right to be the King of Geniuses. This was because only nine all-out victories would be the first place.

At noon, the seventh round of battles also began.0

He looked at the token in his hand, which read "Zhang Zhongyu". In the distance, Zhang Zhongyu also knew that his opponent was Fan Wuji.

The two of them stood on the stage. The geniuses and spectators from Chu and the other surrounding countries were all cheering for Zhang Zhongyu from the audience, as if they were on stimulants. On the other hand, there were very few people who cheered for Fan Wuji. After all, he was a genius from a small country. Not only did the people from those large countries view the geniuses from small countries with hostility, they also had a sense of superiority when facing those geniuses from small countries. The rise of this dark horse, Fan Wuji, made the people from the major powers very unhappy. However, this dark horse, Fan Wuji, had defeated the geniuses of too many large and powerful countries. This seemed to be a silent slap in the face. Therefore, the geniuses of these great powers all hoped that Zhang Zhongyu would stand up and defeat Fan Wuji, so that they could save their face.

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