Chapter 108 Great Comparison Part 8

  The fourth round of the competition ended quickly, and the fifth round was about to begin. This round would likely have a large number of participants, including some powerful masters. The middle-aged man started calling out numbers from 500, and one by one, the disciples flew onto the stage again. Ye Yun wasn't selected this time, possibly because he was relegated to the last round. However, Luo Yunfei appeared in the fifth round, landing on stage number 60. Across from him stood a tall, muscular man who seemed to be of the strength type, with a pair of massive hammers slung over his back. The weight of these hammers was at least around 1,000 kilograms. As soon as Luo Yunfei landed on the stage, he furrowed his brow, thinking to himself: "How did I end up facing this madman?"

  The tall and sturdy man opposite him was nicknamed "Madman", with a powerful physique, and the pair of large hammers on his back were also top-notch spiritual instruments. He was not easy to deal with, but it wasn't impossible for him to defeat him either. This time, he would probably have to use all his strength. What he hated most about this madman was that he had a set of crazy fighting moves, without any defense at all, directly attacking, either being knocked down or being beaten by him, with no third possibility. This was also the origin of the nickname "Madman".

  As long as it's a fight, it's a desperate way of fighting. In the sect, he is given the title of a madman, extremely difficult to deal with. With a pair of large hammers swinging around, they can even blast the air apart. An ordinary Lingwu realm cultivator can be smashed into minced meat by just one hammer from him. This is also why Liuyun Fei doesn't want to fight him head-on. Now that he has revealed his true strength, the battles ahead will become more difficult.

  Haha, the big fellow opposite him smiled foolishly and pulled out a pair of large hammers from his back, directly smashing them at Lu Yunfei. He didn't even bother to say a word, he just started fighting right away, living up to his name as a madman. The two huge hammers brought with them a loud whistling wind as they smashed towards Lu Yunfei, and if one of them hit him, it would definitely turn him into minced meat.

  "Maniac, don't think that your maniacal fighting style can take me down. Hunyuan Qigong!" A yellow glow appeared around Lu Yunfei, protecting him from the surroundings. Just as the glow appeared, the Maniac's massive hammers came crashing down, striking the layer of light. The glow rippled like water, pushing outward in waves, but it didn't shatter, withstanding the Maniac's attack. Lu Yunfei, standing beneath the glow, was unscathed. "Your hammers may be formidable, but they're not enough to break my Hunyuan Qigong," Lu Yunfei said.

  Haha, the madman opposite him smiled foolishly again, and once more swung his massive hammer at Lu Yun's Flying Hammer. This time, the force was even greater than before, and the hammer began to produce sonic booms. The surrounding space also started to show signs of distortion, as if this one hammer strike could shatter the fabric of space itself. However, this was just an illusion - not even a True Martial Realm cultivator could break through space, at most they could only create spatial shockwaves.

  "I won't hold back since I'm afraid of you, Trident come out for me!" Lu Yunfei didn't plan to hide his strength anymore. If he continued to hide, it would be difficult for his Hunyuan Qi to withstand this madman's giant hammer. A three-meter-long trident appeared in Lu Yunfei's hand, and the power of the giant hammer was instantly broken. The trident was already a top-grade spiritual artifact, although it had been damaged before, but after recovering to its original state as a top-grade spiritual artifact, it still retained a hint of its original power, and with one strike, it directly shattered the opponent's giant hammer.

  The madman's giant hammer was knocked back by Lu Yunfei, who let out two angry roars and swung his hammer again, this time enlarging it to several times its original size before bringing it down on Lu Yunfei's head once more.

  "Fine, let you taste my Wanbing Tongjie technique!" Lu Yunfei grasped his halberd with both hands, the tip pointing towards the sky. With a low growl, the trident transformed into countless Wanbing troops that charged towards Crazy's massive hammer. The sound of collision echoed from within the arena, and Crazy was directly knocked flying out by this move. Lu Yunfei also retreated over a dozen steps but didn't fall off the arena. However, his opponent, Crazy, had already been knocked off the stage.

  Xuan Chen, who was sitting on the high platform, was also shocked. "I didn't expect Lu Yunfei's trident to be so powerful, no wonder he wanted to duel with me during the grand competition. If my own strength hadn't increased significantly over the past few days, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been a match for him," Chen Xuan thought to himself.

  Lu Yunfei retrieved his own trident and returned to his high platform, then gazed down at the battle below. After half a time unit, the fifth round of competition was about to end. All the disciples who had advanced returned to their own platforms. Next was the sixth round of competition, also the final round of this session. After this round, fewer than 600 disciples remained.

  The middle-aged man quickly reported all the numbers, and this time even all the disciples of Mountain Peak were selected to go down. The eldest brothers of each peak fell onto their designated arenas, and every time an elder brother fell, the person opposite would twitch at the corner of their eye, meaning that their own chances had become very small, almost losing the opportunity to advance again.

  Qian Kun still landed on the 50th stage, with his hands behind his back, looking at the young man in front of him, and asked if he should make a move. Qian Kun directly came up to threaten him.

  "Although you are very powerful, Master Qian, I still want to give it a try," the young man opposite him did not retreat in any way, staring straight at Qian Kun from start to finish, without a hint of fear, and instead exuding strong fighting spirit. It seems that he needs a strong opponent to hone himself. The young man said to Qian Kun in front of him;

  "Alright, not bad, you dare to talk to me like that, then I'll fulfill your wish, come on," Qian Kun said with some anger; in the Dan Xuan Gate, no one had ever dared to not give him face, except for the top few masters of the ranking list, and today a half-step True Martial artist dared to challenge his authority; Qian Kun was somewhat unable to get down from his high horse.

  The young man opposite drew out the long sword on his back, closed his eyes and concentrated, wanting to make the strongest blow possible. He might only have one chance, but if he succeeded once, it would be enough, even if he hurt himself in the process. This time, he wanted to use the great pressure to break through to the True Martial Realm. Without pressure, he didn't know when he could break through. The young man thought to himself with his eyes closed.

  His eyes flashed with a hint of sword intent, and he quickly drew his long sword, slashing diagonally at Qian Kun in front of him. The sword energy directly tore through the air, and the power of this sword had already surpassed the category of earth-level martial skills, at least reaching the level of upper-earth, fierce, overbearing, containing a sense of supremacy. This was the Wind Sword, its sword energy like a raging wind howling, yet also like a gentle breeze drifting unpredictably, making it impossible to discern the direction of the slash. The sword energy had already hidden in the air, and also hidden in the wind, silent and soundless. This young man closed his eyes for over ten breaths before releasing this fatal sword strike, the Wind Sword, containing the intent of the wind.

  "Good swordsmanship!" Qian Kun, who was facing him, was also attracted by this move and praised: "It's not easy for you to understand the intention of the wind to such a deep level."

  But wanting to defeat me with one move is still impossible, Jade Emperor Stele, suppressing the four directions, Qian Kun directly brought out the Jade Emperor Stele, and the powerful yuan energy fluctuations directly stirred up the surrounding sword energy into chaos. The surrounding sword energy was forced back by the Jade Emperor Stele. This Qian Kun's Jade Emperor Stele is getting closer to the Yuan device. It seems that he has been refining it this time, Chen Xuan said quietly on the stage;

  The young man's killing sword was directly shattered by Qian Kun's Jade Emperor Stele, and he withdrew all his sword energy to brew another strike. The whirlwind around him grew stronger, and the airflow on the stage began to rotate with his whirlwind, centered on the young man. The wind was gentle but powerful, a massive tornado that could destroy an entire realm. The young man's hand moved, and he let out a low growl as he unleashed his Hurricane Sword Technique, sending all the whirlwinds swirling towards Qian Kun.

  The stones on the ground were all blown up by the whirlwind, and the arena had become bumpy. The entire arena was destroyed, even the protective halo around it began to fluctuate, giving a feeling of being on the verge of breaking. Qian Kun, who was facing him, also became serious, this move's power was absolutely not trivial, if not handled properly, he might end up capsizing in his own ditch.

  Yu Huangbei, make it bigger, suppress all directions. The Yu Huangbei was enlarged by Qian Kun, blocking the front, back, left and right. Qian Kun also took action, sitting idly waiting to be killed would let the opponent attack, how could he save face? Gu Sheng Foquan, Qian Kun threw out a punch, dispersing all the hurricanes with this move. Finally, a huge fist was thrown directly at the young man in front of him.

  Puff, the young man in front of him was directly blown away, falling under the ring, life and death unknown. He was knocked unconscious by Qian Kun's fist, overbearing, without a hint of mercy. Qian Kun stood on the spot, this is Qian Kun; the number one master of Douling Peak; his moves must hurt people.