Infinite Fighting

The competition for Xiao Mingyu and his team began a day later.

The battles in the Unified Realm are undoubtedly much more intense than before.

On the first day, Xiao Mingyu encountered a master wielding a spear, Ren Qi, the strongest expert in the Fusion Realm of Qian Kua Peak in the present era.

Ren Qi has been at the peak of the Fusion Realm for more than ten years.

She could have broken through long ago, but she has been stabilizing her realm and constantly consolidating her foundation in order to achieve a perfect breakthrough.

This is also the choice that most geniuses would make.

Check for omissions and fill in the gaps, perfect every detail of the current realm, refine the soul and body to the extreme, and then make the final leap.

Ren Qi immediately sensed that Xiao Mingyu's aura was inferior to her own, so she did not hesitate and thrust her spear out at an extremely fast speed.

Xiao Mingyu dared not be negligent and hurriedly used the essence of the "Imperial Character Technique" he had just learned to draw his sword and block!

"Qiang~!"

Xiao Mingyu gently deflected Ren Qi's probing attack with his longsword, appearing extremely composed.

However, he was already sweating bullets, his arm was trembling almost imperceptibly, and he was forced into a somewhat disheveled state by the probing attack.

Fortunately, Ren Qi did not notice.

Ren Qi frowned. She had seen Zhang Ji's competition and knew that Zhang Ji was personally taught by the Heavenly Lord and had mastered the "Nine Wonders Dao Scripture". At this moment, she could tell at a glance that Xiao Mingyu was also using the Nine Wonders Technique.

She really didn't expect that Zhang Ji would pass on the contents of this scripture to others.

She wasn't sure how much Xiao Mingyu had learned, but judging from his posture when he took that attack, he had at least made some progress in defense. She felt that she couldn't easily defeat Xiao Mingyu, and even if she won, she would suffer great losses.

Without a second thought, she swept her spear across the ground and used the momentum to fly backward.

This kind of hard bone, the tortoise shell, is annoying to look at; now is not the time to bite it.

Xiao Mingyu was prepared to be eliminated, but when he saw this scene, he was completely stunned.

"Huh? Why did you leave?"

Xiao Mingyu couldn't understand it. His opponent was so strong and had an absolute advantage. He was even planning to use his trump card and his ultimate skill for a final burst of power, but who knew that his opponent would just run away like that.

Confused, he simply stopped thinking about it and started looking for a hiding place, intending to survive until the final circle.

However, the more he tried to avoid people, the more people he encountered.

Soon they encountered another swordsman, Bai Xuan, from the Guju tribe of Qianji Peak. The sword in his hand was thin and long, clearly indicating that he specialized in speed, making him Xiao Mingyu's nemesis.

"Whoosh!"

The sword blade pierced the air, carrying with it a burst of energy that struck directly at Xiao Mingyu's neck.

Xiao Mingyu used the "Imperial Word Technique" to defend again, his blade pointing straight up, but he suddenly felt his internal energy and blood flow become somewhat disordered, and the direction changed to diagonally forward, heading straight for his opponent's chest.

Startled by this attack, Bai Xuan hurriedly changed his move to dodge.

The next instant, the two figures parted ways.

Xiao Mingyu was unharmed, while Bai Xuan, who was opposite him, had his clothes torn open at the chest and looked extremely solemn.

Bai Xuan never expected that the person in front of him was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing.

On the surface, he didn't look like much, but in reality, his moves were extremely fierce and his eyesight was exceptional. He lured him into making a move, and when his old strength was about to run out, he suddenly changed his move. By just a little bit, that seemingly casual slash was about to cut through his heart.

Master!

Bai Xuan gave up on his plan to compete with Xiao Mingyu here, and made the same choice as Ren Qi before him: not to take on this tough nut, but to turn around and run away to find someone else.

Xiao Mingyu blinked, then froze.

His move was flawed. The "Imperial Word Technique" was too profound, and he had only been learning it for a short time, so he hadn't mastered it very well. As a result, his blood and qi circulation was slightly sluggish.

Who knew that by some twist of fate, they would force their opponent to retreat?
Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Mingyu turned around and continued searching for a hiding place.

At this very moment, in the audience seats outside, Zhang Ji was using the "Intercepting Word Technique" to perform calculations.

Everything is proceeding as he envisioned.

However, the data included is ultimately limited, and the calculations are not comprehensive. The further we go, the more uncertainties there are. Currently, the accuracy is only about 80%.

The main problem is that there are many factors that could disrupt this calculation model. It is not a truly closed ideal model. Each of those experts in the Profound Mind Realm can see the clues, and any one of them can break this delicate balance.

However, it seems unlikely that anyone else would be so shameless as to interfere in the competition among disciples of the Fusion Realm.

Soon, Xiao Mingyu forced two more opponents to retreat by chance.

Now everyone can see where the problem lies.

"Why did everyone only exchange a few blows with him before running away? Is he really that strong?"

"It doesn't seem like it. I know him. There aren't many formidable Fusion Realm experts in this year's Suspended God Peak. During the competition, he almost lost several times before he managed to make it up. He's not even in the same league as the previous Suspended God Peak Fusion Realm chief, and he's also significantly weaker than other experts of the same level from other main peaks."

"So that's luck? I do feel like I have some luck on me. Several times I almost let my opponents figure out my strength, but I just missed and managed to fool them."

"He's forced another one back! Could this be his tactic? To throw a powerful attack first to intimidate the opponent, then trick them into not daring to fight back, thus pushing his ranking up as much as possible?"

"That's a clever move, and it actually fooled these experts of the same level with their extraordinary perception. In the past, few who have tried this method have been able to succeed consistently."

Xiao Mingyu himself was a little confused. He had originally planned to go all out when he encountered an opponent and burn himself out.

As a result, everyone ran away after exchanging a few blows with him. Just when he was about to fight back, they disappeared without a trace. He couldn't even catch up with them to fight back; instead, they ran even faster.

I don't understand!
While Xiao Mingyu's confrontation was somewhat comical, the others were genuinely engaged in a fierce battle.

They all vented the frustrations they had suffered at Xiao Mingyu's hands.

As time passed, by the third day of the competition, only four people remained.

The other six have already been eliminated.

Of the four, Xiao Mingyu and another Mili tribe four-armed expert from Liuyun Peak were in the best condition, while the other two were exhausted and had little fighting power left.

Xiao Mingyu was well hidden, and soon the two exhausted and weak men encountered him directly.

Both of them saw through each other's true strength and weaknesses, and both planned to eliminate the other and push their own spots forward. As a result, they were eliminated one after the other.

So, only two people were left.

Xiao Mingyu and Ze Yao of the Mili ethnic group.

A light rain began to fall on the field.

As the circle shrank, Xiao Mingyu and Ze Yao also met.

In the muddy arena, Ze You, holding a blade in each of his four arms, looked extremely grave. His opponent had too many openings.

But the more this happened, the more he felt that his opponent was not simple.

He had previously encountered two opponents, and neither of them were easy to defeat.

To be able to maintain such a complete aura and get here, Xiao Mingyu is definitely not as simple as he appears on the surface.

Those so-called flaws in him might just be a trap to lure him into a trap.

If someone truly considers their opponent to be weak, then they are the truly foolish one.

Xiao Mingyu didn't think too much about it; he was already content to have made it this far.

At least they weren't so embarrassed as to be eliminated as soon as they entered.

He feels he's at least in the top five now.

Above the average line, it didn't embarrass Xuan Shen Peak.

Enough is enough.

He held the long sword at an angle, raindrops sliding off it and reflecting a cold glint.

Although he wasn't the most outstanding prodigy, he could still be considered a genius.

Through countless swings of his sword, he summarized his own way of the sword, and with this, he created his own unique sword techniques.

"Water Mirror Slash!"

In an instant, the surrounding rain turned into a mirror, and in the shadows, six figures enveloped Ze Yao, and six slashes fell simultaneously.

All six figures possess a certain level of offensive power, but only one is the true body, capable of posing a significant threat to him and eliminating him.

In the rain, Zeyou couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. His four arms simultaneously parried attacks from all directions, but two attacks still missed.

"Puff puff puff~!"

The three illusory water mirrors were destroyed, and Zeyao's last arm was about to strike the fourth illusory water mirror.

But at that very moment, a barely perceptible energy fluctuation appeared on Dong Qin Zhenren of Liuyun Peak in the audience.

Zhang Ji looked over almost immediately and saw the woman who also had four slender arms.

Then he cursed the other person in his heart for being shameless.

Meanwhile, in the arena, Ze Yao, who was originally going to slash at the illusory image of the water mirror, changed direction and faced Xiao Mingyu's real body.

When swords clash and it comes down to sheer strength, Xiao Mingyu is clearly at a disadvantage.

"Qiang~!"

"Pfft~!"

A gash appeared in front of Xiao Mingyu, and he was sent flying, landing in a muddy puddle.

Zeyou was panting, his face full of lingering fear and embarrassment.

been played!

Were we outmaneuvered by someone far less capable than ourselves?

"With your strength? You dare to compete against me? You're just a filthy insect who only knows how to use feints!!"

Ze Yao slashed down with his sword, severing Xiao Mingyu's right leg.

"Pfft~!"

"Hmm~!"

Xiao Mingyu winced in pain, but did not cry out; he only let out a muffled groan.

In the competition here, any injury can be treated by the sect after leaving the arena, and even damage to the soul can be quickly repaired.

However, humiliating and tormenting one's opponent in this way is still far from martial virtue.

"Whoosh!"

Ze Yao drew his sword and slashed at Xiao Mingyu's other leg.

Xiao Mingyu's blood surged, and he unleashed the "Imperial Word Technique," using exquisite force to block Ze Yao's blades, but he only managed to block one of them.

Zeyou is from the Miri tribe and has four swords.

"Pfft~!"

Xiao Mingyu's arm, which was holding the knife, was also cut off.

Ze Yao scoffed, "The Imperial Word Technique? Heh, you learned it personally from that Heavenly Lord? Is it even useful? Whether you're the one who received it personally from the Heavenly Lord or not, you're just lucky."

"Junior Brother Li is a true prodigy recognized by the Heavenly Lord! Shut up!" Xiao Mingyu interrupted forcefully.

Ze Yao was about to say a few more words when his expression suddenly changed. He realized he had misspoke and didn't dare to torment Xiao Mingyu any further. He eliminated Xiao Mingyu from the field with a single strike.

The audience seats outside were now completely silent.

Who dares to say that the Heavenly Emperor's personal instruction was just luck?
You can think that way in your heart, but you absolutely cannot say it out loud.

He was personally taught by the Heavenly Emperor and held a position equivalent to the Peak Master of the main peak. Even the Sect Leader could not arbitrarily punish him.

"How dare you say such things?" In his anger, Ze Yao was clearly a bit out of line.

If Zhang Ji or Xuan Shenfeng were to hold a grudge, he would definitely be in deep trouble.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ji had already put the matter of the competition aside.

Although someone interfered with the outcome, he was the one who made the first move. At most, their intervention was just a tit-for-tat exchange.

But at this moment, Zhang Ji's lips curled up, and he had a new idea.

He sensed the fluctuations in fortune.

Zeyou's luck has become disordered.

The calculations in the "Cutting Character Formula" seem much easier under these circumstances.

Zhang Ji suddenly understood how to use this method.

So it turns out they're intercepting others' fortune and turning it for their own use? (End of Chapter)