224: Chapter 224 The Champion

As Peak Master Su Hanyan's voice fell, the expressions of the Elders present changed.

Gazes turned toward her in unison, filled with shock and suspicion.

"Is that kid really that strong?"

Qiao Yiyi curled her lips, her almond-shaped eyes full of disbelief.

"Junior Martial Uncle Su is just gilding her own Disciple's face."

Shen Haoran stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips. He didn't speak, but his expression clearly conveyed the same sentiment as Qiao Yiyi's.

Just bragging.

The two exchanged a glance, seeing the disapproval in each other's eyes.

Just then, a sudden exclamation erupted from the crowd in the distance.

The sound came abruptly, like a giant rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly drowning out all other discussions.

"Look! Senior Brother Wang Yidao is on stage!"

This shout immediately grabbed everyone's attention.

Everyone looked up in unison, their gazes passing over the heads of the crowd to land on Arena No. 7.

A figure was walking slowly onto the arena.

The person had a slender figure and carried a long blade with a black scabbard on his back. His pace was neither hurried nor slow, yet with every step he took, it felt as though he were stepping on the beat of everyone's heart.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes sharp as blades. A fierce and extreme Aura radiated from him; just standing there was enough to make people afraid to look him in the eye.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao!

"Who is his opponent?"

Someone couldn't help but ask aloud.

As soon as the words fell, another figure walked out from the direction of Zixia Peak. He was a young man in his early twenties, with delicate features and a long sword hanging at his waist.

Seeing this, the people from Zixia Peak immediately shouted: "It's one of our own from Zixia Peak!"

The young man's name was Chen Bin. He was considered quite a figure in Zixia Peak, possessing decent talent, and his cultivation had reached the Middle Stage of the Fifth Grade.

Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to underestimate him.

But at this moment, as Chen Bin stepped onto the arena and saw who was standing opposite him, his face was instantly filled with bitterness.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao.

The hot favorite to win the championship.

How could he possibly fight this?

Chen Bin complained bitterly in his heart, but he couldn't bring himself to forfeit directly in front of everyone. For those who Cultivate, face still mattered.

He took a deep breath, cupped his fists, and said: "Please show mercy, Senior Brother Wang Yidao."

His posture was very humble.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao glanced at him, his gaze indifferent, as if looking at a stone.

"I will give you a chance," his voice was devoid of emotion. "You may use your strongest martial arts to attack me."

Chen Bin was stunned, then gritted his teeth.

The other party was giving him face, but this face was bought with an absolute gap in strength.

"Then I will not be polite!"

Chen Bin took a deep breath, gripped the sword hilt with his right hand, and pulled it out sharply.

Clang!

The long sword left its sheath, and a faint glow shimmered on the blade.

He stomped his foot, his figure shot out like an arrow, and he thrust his sword.

Xiaguang Sword Technique, Five Lights in One Sword!

Five sword lights suddenly bloomed, like five streaks of flowing light cutting through the sky. Accompanied by the sharp sound of wind breaking, they struck at Senior Brother Wang Yidao from five directions simultaneously, sealing off all his escape routes.

A low gasp sounded from off the stage.

This sword strike was beautiful!

However, Senior Brother Wang Yidao stood there without even the intention of drawing his blade.

He raised his right hand, fingers joined together, using his hand as a blade, and swung it casually toward the five incoming sword lights.

Boom!

A dull roar exploded on the arena.

Those five extremely fierce Sword Qi were like paper, instantly torn to shreds by an invisible force, turning into specks of light that scattered everywhere.

Chen Bin's pupils constricted sharply.

Barehanded?

He deflected his Sword Qi with his bare hands?

How is this possible!

His heart was in turmoil, but there was no time to think. He gritted his teeth, flicked his wrist, and five more sword lights whistled out.

This time he used all his strength, and the sword lights were thirty percent stronger than before.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao maintained the same indifferent expression and swung his hand-blade again.

One strike fell.

Rumble!

The entire arena shook violently, and the bluestone floor of the arena emitted a teeth-gritting friction sound.

The five sword lights were shattered again, and the momentum of that hand-blade remained undiminished, turning into an invisible blade Aura that slashed down toward Chen Bin's head.

Chen Bin's pupils shrank, and he instinctively raised his sword to block.

Clang!

The blade Aura struck the sword, and an indescribable immense force surged like a flash flood.

The web between Chen Bin's thumb and index finger split instantly, blood splattered, and his long sword flew out of his hand, spinning in the air a few times before landing with a clang at the edge of the arena.

He himself was like a person hit head-on by a wild bull; his feet left the ground, he flew backward, and fell heavily off the arena.

Thud.

Dust flew everywhere.

The entire venue was deadly silent.

One move.

No, the other party didn't even use a single move from start to finish; he just casually swung his hand-blade.

A Genius Disciple at the Middle Stage of the Fifth Grade had been defeated just like that.

Defeated cleanly, with no power to fight back.

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted.

"Senior Brother Wang Yidao is just too strong!"

"Need you ask? His blade technique is unparalleled. He doesn't even need to draw his blade to fight a Middle Stage Fifth Grade, this gap is simply..."

"Sigh, it's too big. In the future, if we meet Senior Brother Wang Yidao, we should just forfeit to save ourselves the embarrassment."

Various discussions rose and fell, and every person's face was filled with shock.

On the side of Zixia Peak, the expressions of the Elders and Disciples were not looking good.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao's strength was like a great mountain pressing down on their hearts, heavy and oppressive.

Qiao Yiyi clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white. Although Shen Haoran's expression remained unchanged, his tensed shoulders and slightly constricted pupils betrayed his inner turmoil.

The two of them were the most outstanding Disciples of this generation in Zixia Peak, but asking themselves, if they were against Senior Brother Wang Yidao, how many moves could they withstand?

The answer was, not many.

The gap was too large.

Someone nearby whispered: "I reckon only that Cao Yun, at the Peak of the Fifth Grade, can contend with Senior Brother Wang Yidao."

Once these words were spoken, many people nodded secretly.

However, Lin Tian in the crowd narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the indifferent figure on the arena, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Senior Brother Wang Yidao... such strong strength.

This kind of strength was not the kind of strength that made one despair, but the kind that made one's blood boil.

Since his last increase in power, he hadn't encountered an opponent who could truly make him take things seriously. Fighting all the way here, it had been a total crush.

Too boring.

Now, he had finally seen someone decent.

Lin Tian licked his lips, a flame igniting deep in his eyes.

He looked forward to a battle with him.

The subsequent battles confirmed everyone's guesses.

Cao Yun went on stage.

This Genius at the Peak of the Fifth Grade, who was as famous as Senior Brother Wang Yidao, displayed terrifying combat power as soon as he came up.

His opponent was also at the Middle Stage of the Fifth Grade. He merely threw a punch, the fist Aura like a Dragon, directly blasting that person away while vomiting blood, falling off the arena.

The whole arena was in an uproar again.

One punch!

Another crushing victory.

Everyone finally realized that the gap between them and Cao Yun and Senior Brother Wang Yidao was not just a little bit, but a chasm.

The first place in this competition would likely only be produced between these two.

However, besides these two, there were several other experts who were equally eye-catching, all at the Late Stage of the Fifth Grade, each with their own methods.

On Arena No. 5, a figure was shockingly fast, leaving several afterimages on the arena. The opponent couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes before being swatted away with a palm.

"It's Xu Ying from Moxia Peak!"

"He Cultivates the Shadow Movement Technique. This speed... it's too terrifying. I feel it's already comparable to the Peak of the Fifth Grade!"

"Perhaps he can also fight against Cao Yun and Senior Brother Wang Yidao."

Following Xu Ying, Zhao Qingyi from Qingxia Peak, Xuan Fei from Xuanxia Peak, and Chu Ling'er from Bixia Peak all took the stage one after another, each displaying crushing strength and easily defeating their opponents.

Each of these people could steadily enter the finals, or even challenge for the top ten or top five.

Shen Haoran and Qiao Yiyi also lived up to expectations, each defeating their opponents and performing quite brilliantly. But with Senior Brother Wang Yidao and Cao Yun as the pearls before them, their victories seemed less stunning.

The battles were gradually drawing to a close.

The top five rankings of each group were basically clear, and some groups had even started competing for first place in the group.

On the side of Group One, Lin Tian stepped onto the arena again.

He was currently undefeated, with a dazzling record, and there was no suspense about him entering the finals.

But the first place of Group One had not yet been finalized, and this match was very likely the key battle to decide the group winner.

Lin Tian's opponent also walked onto the arena.

It was a young man dressed in black, with a thin figure and light steps. Standing there, he was like a shadow, making him somewhat unfathomable.

Someone off-stage recognized him.

"It's Xu Fei! Xu Ying's younger brother!"

"He also Cultivates the Shadow Movement Technique, and his speed is extremely fast. This match will be worth watching."

Xu Fei was also currently maintaining an undefeated record, and he had only one goal—first place in the group.

He looked at Lin Tian opposite him, the corners of his mouth curling up to reveal a confident smile.

"After defeating you, I should be the first in Group One."