Chapter 120: Ranking Match Continues
The third round of the competition has ended, and everyone returned to their original positions to meditate and recover their spiritual energy. As with every match, some disciples were injured in this one as well. The wounded disciples quickly received treatment, and the powerful elders on the high platform immediately took out precious medicinal pellets. Half an hour later, these disciples recovered once again, including their injuries. Chen Xuan watched all of this with his own eyes and felt amazed. Danxuan Gate truly lived up to its reputation as a sacred place for alchemy; these healing pellets were too incredible. He thought to himself that he should also obtain some of these pellets in the future so that if he ever got injured, he could quickly recover. When Chen Xuan saw the elders administer one pellet to each wounded disciple, he decided that he would also try to get his hands on such pellets in the future as a precautionary measure.
Half a time period quickly passed, all the recovered disciples opened their eyes, sparkling with energy, and everyone's spirit was restored to its peak state. The fourth round of competition also began to unfold.
Still ten people, five games, all ten people jumped onto the stage, unexpectedly, this game Han Jiang's opponent also gave up the competition, maybe to save strength and want to stay in the next round.
"I have no confidence in Han Jiang at all, it's better to just admit defeat and wait for the next match." The young man muttered as he returned to his seat.
Everyone didn't feel surprised, Han Jiang's current strength is qualified to compete for the top five even if he enters the top ten, let alone in a competition outside of the top ten.
The fourth match was also intense, and Leaf Cloud's opponent wasn't very strong, being the sixteenth-ranked Big Brother Peak. Leaf Cloud quickly ended the fight and returned to his seat.
Other matches also quickly divided into wins and losses, Ji Wuxin lost the previous match to Ye Yun, but this one was won back, and he also won against his opponent and returned to his seat. The other two matches were also divided into wins and losses after an hour, and the ten people took a break for half an hour again to prepare for the fifth round of competition. By now, more than half a day had passed, it seemed that the later games would not end until nightfall.
After a half-hour break, the ten people found their opponents again. Everyone had one battle, and it didn't matter who they fought first. In the fifth round of fighting, Han Jiang still solved his opponent with an unexpected move. This time, his opponent was Master Shanfeng, ranked eleventh. Originally, this disciple still had a lucky mind, as long as he could force Han Jiang to make a second move, but unexpectedly, he was knocked down from the arena by Han Jiang in one move again.
Ye Yun's opponent in this match was not a disciple of the Sixteen Peaks, and after exchanging fifty or sixty moves, Ye Yun still broke through his opponent's stance with one sword move, pinning his long sword to his opponent's shoulder, forcing him to concede. After this round, Ye Yun had won five matches in a row.
Only five games have been won by Han Jiang and Ye Yun, who have maintained their undefeated status. In this game, Ji Wu Shang, ranked tenth, suffered another defeat. Ji Wu Shang has three wins in five games, while the others are mostly two wins and three losses. However, the competition is not over yet, and everyone still has a chance to improve their ranking.
After a brief rest, the ten of them stood up again. At this time, some of the weaker disciples felt that their spiritual power was not as strong as before. Even with the help of the Yuanshen Dan to recover their spiritual power, they could not return to their peak state. It was at this point that the battle became the most grueling, not a matter of who had higher or lower strength, but rather who had the most remaining spiritual power and who would have the greater chance of winning.
From the sixth round onwards, everyone's attention was still focused on Han Jiang. This young man had almost won all his previous matches without a fight. People wondered if his opponent in this match would also give up. However, Han Jiang's opponent this time turned out to be Ji Wu Shang. When Ji Wu Shang saw Han Jiang's gloomy face, he said with a soft smile, "Young Master Han, please spare me."
"My sword shows no mercy, if you don't want to get hurt, you can also directly admit defeat" Han Jiang said coldly.
"I didn't expect Junior Brother Han to be so unromantic, but I know I'm not a match for Junior Brother Han. However, asking me to give up the competition is unlikely," said Ji Wuxin, taking out the red lotus again and unfolding it against the wind, its length reaching over ten meters.
"Since you won't admit defeat, I'll have to take action." Han Jiang's long sword emitted a beam of light, slanting and stabbing towards Ji Wu Shang. This time, the sword energy didn't feel scorching hot, but was instead formed by condensing his five-part sword intent. The sword energy danced and fluttered, with the five-part sword intent rapidly swirling towards Ji Wu Shang, attempting to send him directly off the stage.
Strong, fast, fierce - only three words can describe this sword. Unmatched in the world, its aura is overwhelming. It was only now that Ji Wushang realized just how strong Han Jiang was, and he feared it would be difficult to defeat him. But being struck down from the stage like this, where could his face be?
The red lotus in his hand fluttered out and transformed into a cloth stick, meeting the incoming sword energy head-on. This was a hard-hitting technique with no flexibility at all, it all came down to who had the higher strength. Ji Wu Shang was at the half-step True Martial realm, while Han Jiang was still at the peak of Spiritual Martial Arts. Logically speaking, Ji Wu Shang should have been able to suppress Han Jiang by a head, but there were many naturally talented individuals who could transcend levels and challenge others. This Han Jiang also had the qualifications to transcend levels, and indeed lived up to his reputation as a genius nurtured by the Qian Kun Hall.
Han Jiang's sword energy shot towards Ji Wu Shang in an instant, and Ji Wu Shang's red lotus indeed blocked Han Jiang's sword energy. With a magnetic sound, the sword energy directly broke through Ji Wu Shang's red lotus, which was shattered by the power of this one sword. The momentum was unstoppable, like breaking bamboo, with no resistance at all. The sword energy moved forward without any hindrance and enveloped Ji Wu Shang. Ji Wu Shang also showed the demeanor of a veteran senior brother, recalling his red lotus and transforming it into a light screen to block in front of him. With a loud crash, the sword energy struck the red lotus, causing Ji Wu Shang to retreat over a dozen steps, but he was not knocked off the stage.
"Not bad, you can withstand seven-tenths of my strength. Let's see if you can take this next sword." As soon as Han Jiang finished speaking, the long sword in his hand drew out a bright light again. This time, the sword energy was more condensed and powerful than before, becoming even more fierce and oppressive. The five-tenths of sword intent pressed down on Qi Wu Shang, leaving him completely unable to resist.
The atmosphere in the arena was electric, and this one sword's momentum was so overbearing that it had already touched the threshold of the six-part sword intent. This Han Jiang was indeed a genius, but he had encountered an even more monstrous Chen Xuan. These two would likely have another battle in the future. The red lotus quickly danced, but still couldn't dispel Han Jiang's sword energy. In less than a breath, unmatched sword energy surged forth like Mount Tai pressing down, and with a loud crash, the sword energy directly sent Ji Wu flying, falling to the bottom of the arena. This one strike had sent Ji Wu flying over a hundred meters. The sixth match still ended in victory for Han Jiang, six battles and six wins.
The sixth match was the first to end, with Han Jiang emerging victorious. However, Ye Yun was not so lucky in this match, as his opponent turned out to be Shan Feng's senior brother, ranked ninth. Ye Yun lost, but he did so graciously, acknowledging his opponent's superior strength. Both Ye Yun and Ji Wu Shang failed in the sixth round and returned to their seats dejectedly.
The sixth game ended and the sky had begun to darken, it seemed that the remaining games would have to be finished in the evening. By the time they reached the Lingwu realm, the night could no longer block their line of sight. Although there was a difference compared to daytime, this wouldn't affect the battle. After recovering for half an hour, the ten people stood up again, and Ye Yun also walked out of his previous loss, with confidence restored on his face.
The seventh match began again, and everyone involuntarily looked at Han Jiang. This time, Han Jiang's opponent was Ye Yun. Some people had a playful smile on their faces, as this was a collision between two swordsmanship geniuses. Although Ye Yun's cultivation was higher than Han Jiang's, in terms of swordsmanship, Ye Yun was not as good as Han Jiang. So, this match would depend on who had the most profound understanding of swordsmanship. This was a contest of sword intent. Although everyone didn't think Ye Yun could win, this match would definitely be an exciting battle. Regardless of the outcome, what mattered was the process. The two men stood with their swords, each emitting a different sword intent - one dark and fierce, the other grand and upright.
"You're quite good, your sword intent is entirely self-taught, isn't it? Being able to grasp the essence of sword intent to such an extent, you indeed have the qualifications to engage in a battle with me." Han Jiang rarely spoke up and said.
"You're not bad either, being able to grasp the essence of Wudang Sword at such a young age. If you hadn't met Chen Xuan, you would have been qualified to contend for the championship." Ye Yun replied;
When Ye Yun said the two words "Chen Xuan", Han Jiang's heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and his face twitched.
"It's only a matter of time before I defeat him." The cold tone slipped out of Han Jiang's mouth, and he didn't say another word after that.