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Pulling out the Tang Blade in his hand, he did not rush to make his move with his left hand. Instead, he meticulously gathered a large number of his opponents, who were much taller and more powerful than his peers, Dao Ming.

The difference between his left hand and Dao Ming's was that the moment he heard the gong sound, the huge long-hilted saber, weighing over a hundred jin, fiercely hacked down towards his left hand's head with a dazzling spark.

Regardless of strength or speed, this saber strike was not inferior to an ordinary expert of Houtian ninth stage. Moreover, the angle of this blade attack was extremely tricky and nearly blocked off all of the opponent's dodging angles.

There was no lack of Houtian eighth or ninth stage masters watching the battle from the surroundings. Seeing Dao Ming's terrifying blade attack, they all began to worry for their left hands. From their point of view, it was very difficult for the thin youngster in his left hand to dodge Dao Ming's blade no matter what.

However, just when most people believed that their left hands would be seriously injured even if they didn't die in time due to Dao Ming's blade, their left hands moved. Right when Dao Ming's saber was about to touch his head, the body of their left hands twisted in an inconceivable way, just barely dodging the sharp tip of Dao Ming's blade.

The numerous subjects of the surrounding Four Great Empires, as well as the competitors from the Cangming Academy behind Ye Guhsing, all let out exclamations of admiration. However, their amazement did not stop because of their left hand dodging Dao Ming's blade. After their left hand dodging Dao Ming's blade, the left arm suddenly waved the black colored Tang Blade's hilt, and the black Tang Blade's blade edge drew a strange arc in the air as it slashed towards Dao Ming's throat.

In his shock and fear, his body quickly exploded backwards, while his left hand seemed to have long predicted that his opponent would explosively retreat in the midst of his counterattack. As he slightly exerted strength on the tip of his feet, his entire body exploded out like a cannonball, the black Tang Blade in his hand was like a venomous snake that was tightly aiming at Dao Ming's throat.

When the participants of the Violet Vine Academy, who were cheering for Dao Ming earlier, saw this sudden turn of events, their faces revealed an incomparably anxious expression. Even their Principal Dao Ba, the calmness on her face had already disappeared and what replaced it were the extremely deep hidden worry in her eyes.

Dao Ming was his, Dao Ba's, biological grandson. From the day Dao Ming was born, Dao Ba had examined Dao Ming's bone root. He was definitely a peerless genius in the field of blade arts, and his future accomplishments would definitely surpass his, Dao Ba's.

Furthermore, as a blade expert, Dao Ba could see from the moment he made a move with his left hand, that the figure of his Cangming Academy and its petite participants had surpassed his own grandson in terms of comprehension of blade techniques. Dao Ba could even feel the unparalleled courage and perseverance from the left hand.

If his own grandson wanted to win this fight, it would definitely not be an easy task. In fact, in Dao Ba's opinion, his opponent had a higher chance of winning, unless Dao Ming used that move. Dao Ba, whose eyes were concealing his deep worry, couldn't help but think of this possibility.

When Dao Ba thought about how he could use that move, Dao Ming also used that move at the same time. With that move, he might even be able to win in that match.

In a split-second, Dao Ming who was forced to retreat by his left hand suddenly extended his left hand and decisively grabbed onto the sharp blade of the Tang Blade that was stabbing towards him.

After all, a human's body was made of flesh and blood. Even if Dao Ming's left hand was covered in a thick layer of calluses due to his saber training, he still wouldn't be able to block the terrifying blade wielding in his left hand.

The moment Dao Ming grabbed the edge of the blade with one hand, a large amount of blood began to flow from his left hand.

Facing such a vicious blade cry, even the normally expressionless left hand revealed a trace of admiration. Other than those Innate Stage Expert who had the Qi of the Innate Realm protecting their bodies, there were normally very few people who would dare to bare-handed grab onto the blade edge of their opponent, especially the blade of the Tang Blade in their left hand. That Tang Blade had already been tempered with their left hand and Ye Guhsing had forged it with his Innate True Fire.

The blade was grabbed, causing the movement of his left hand to pause for a split-second. Right at this moment, Dao Ming let out a loud roar, the muscles in his left arm immediately bulged, and the hand that was grabbing onto the blade flung out, sending the petite left hand flying several meters away. The huge impact caused it to flip a few times in the air before stopping.

"You're not bad, you're the weirdest one among my peers!" After throwing his left hand several meters away, Dao Ming looked at his left hand in admiration and said.

"You're not bad either. You're an opponent worthy of respect!" His left hand, which usually didn't like to speak, also spoke with a heroic expression.

"Hahaha, good, since that's the case, then let's decide the victor in our next move. A while ago I just learned my grandfather's famous ultimate skill, Wind Slasher Moon's Eighteen Combo, the first move. If you can take it, then I admit defeat for this match." Dao Ming laughed as he looked at his left hand.

"Make your move!" With regards to Dao Ming's request, his left hand did not object. He waved the long blade in his hand as his eyes flashed with an intense desire to fight, and he spoke with his left hand.

"Get ready, it's the first new moon attack of the eighteen consecutive slashes of the Wind Slasher Moon!" As the voice of his left hand fell, Dao Ming, who was on the other side of the stage, let out a loud roar, and following that, his tall and strong body fiercely rose up from the ground. After that, the gigantic Tang Blade in his hands came crashing down from the sky like a crescent moon at the beginning of a new moon.

"First form of the left hand's saber technique – Sky Worm Spitting!" His left hand, who was standing on the stage, also roared out. Immediately, the Tang Blade in his hand suddenly shot out a snow-white, silk like blade aura towards the crescent moon in the sky that was created by the huge and plain saber in Dao Ming's hand.

The saber Qi in his left hand was extremely feminine and delicate, as if it was a girl's mind. When it came into contact with the crescent moon that was chopped out by Dao Ming, it was tightly entangled. Not only did it reduce the force contained in the blade, it also sucked out all of the remaining Vital Qi in the opponent's body at the same time.

Dao Ming did not expect that not only did this move of his get broken by his opponent in that instant, but he, who had been flying in the air, felt that the attack from his opponent was now draining the Vital Qi from his body at a terrifying speed. In just the time of a few breaths, his body was completely empty, and he did not even have the strength to lift the blade.

Just when Dao Ming felt that his body was about to hit the ground ruthlessly, his opponent's left hand suddenly stuck the Tang Blade in his hand into the ground. Immediately, his only arm lightly patted Dao Ming's shoulder, causing Dao Ming's entire body to stand firmly in the arena.

After stabilizing himself, Dao Ming immediately turned to his left hand in admiration and said, "Thank you for your leniency. You are indeed much stronger than me. I admit defeat in this match!"

Hearing Dao Ming admit defeat, the surrounding spectators cried out in shock. They hadn't thought that their previously unpromising left hand would be able to break through the opponent's attack so easily, and even beat him into submission. This New Moon Saber Technique was one of the most famous techniques of the Principal of the Violet Vine Academy, Dao Ba. Even though the current sound of the blade was from the Vital Qi s, it still appeared very young, and was unable to display all of the might of this New Moon, but the left hand, which was much smaller and thinner than Dao Ming's, was actually able to break this blade with no effort at all. Immediately, the surrounding supporters of the Academy Of Light became worried.

"You're not bad either. If it wasn't for my sabresmanship restraining your sabresmanship, there's no telling who would win." The emotionless left hand revealed a rare smile as it spoke to Dao Ming.

"Hopefully, there will still be a chance for us to battle again in the future. If there's a chance, we must use Oss Empire. At that time, I will definitely have a good fight with you." Dao Ming said.

"Yes!" With his left hand nodding in agreement, he retrieved the black Tang Blade from the ground and sheathed it back into its scabbard. He then stood quietly on the stage and waited for the judge to announce the results of the competition.0

"Next, I announce that in the first round, Lefty has won, so Cangming Academy will first get one point!" The instant that the blades in his left hand and Dao Ming's hands were sheathed, the first judge on the main platform announced.

As the referee's voice fell, a burst of violent cheers came from the Cangming Academy seating area.

"Haha, left hand, good job! Your knife skills are simply too beautiful!" Murong Xiao bellowed with laughter.

"That's right, left hand, after this battle, those people who bet on you to lose might just be losing their pants." Lee Xiang also laughed and said.

To his teammates' cheers, his left hand faintly smiled, and then walked down the stage to Ye Guhsing's side: "Young Noble, your left hand will not let you down, take down the first round."

"That's right, your left hand. After that big battle, I think you should have a deeper understanding of the techniques in your left hand. I hope that you can demonstrate the mystical aspects of the techniques in your left hand again during the individual competition." After saying that, he turned to look at Ziwu Feng who was at the side: "Second Younger Brother, the next round is up to you. I think, if they lose the first round, they might send out an even more powerful expert for the second round, so I hope that you can help the rest of us fight for the third round."

"Big Bro, don't worry. I won't let you and your classmate down." Ziwu Feng's face was extremely determined as he said that, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly took out the purple spear on his back and started chanting. Then, he summoned the Blood-thirsty Griffin Emperor that was hidden inside his body and sat on its back, ready to enter the stage anytime.

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