Now there were five martial arts stages, but by the final ranking matches, there would be only one stage. That attention would certainly be much higher than now.
Tampering with the draw was not much of a challenge for the people from the Heavenly King Sect and the Holy Dynasty.
They would arrange for the Holy Son and Ling Xiao to meet in the final battles.
Of course, the premise was that Ling Xiao could advance.
Out of twenty people advancing ten, this sounded like quite a lot, after all, there was a full fifty percent chance of advancing.
However, in reality, this probability did not explain much.
Those who could stand out from the first round were all human elites. They could be considered one-in-a-million talents on the Heavenly Dragon Continent.
The showdown between geniuses was truly too cruel.
Most people were evenly matched with their opponents, and what truly decided victory or defeat was often just a moment in the battle.
The slightest mistake could lead to elimination.
This was really a bit too brutal.
There were quite a few experts in the five groups. Besides Feng Mo Ting, Zhai Jun, Ling Xiao, and Po Qianjun from the tenth group, there were also the Holy Son and Mo Wushang from the first group, as well as Liu Lan, who ranked twenty-first in the previous Martial Arts Festival finals, Feng Renjie, who ranked twenty-seventh, and Liang Xiao, who ranked thirtieth.
These three had points in the first group second only to the Holy Son and Mo Wushang. Their strength was beyond doubt.
And these three were all disciples of the Heavenly King Sect.
From this, one could see how strong the Heavenly King Sect was. Among the hundred human elites, there were fully over forty disciples from the Heavenly King Sect.
“First match, Feng Mo Ting versus Liu Lan!”
This second round of matches had just begun, and it was already a strong versus strong confrontation.
Feng Mo Ting was the warrior who ranked nineteenth in the previous Martial Arts Festival finals.
Liu Lan was twenty-first.
Feng Mo Ting had only lost to Po Qianjun in the group stage, then strategically conceded in front of Ling Xiao.
Liu Lan had only lost to the Holy Son, Mo Wushang, and Liang Xiao.
The first two were too strong, so she directly conceded. As for Liang Xiao, this guy was clearly stronger than in the previous session. Liu Lan fought over a hundred moves before narrowly losing by half a move.
Clang!
Feng Mo Ting seemed not to have learned from the lessons of the group stage and still used his narrow blade.
The long blade unsheathed, flashing with a chilling cold light. Then he took a deep breath and made full preparations.
After losing to Po Qianjun, he no longer dared to underestimate any enemy, especially since this was the second round. Among the top hundred, most people’s strengths were evenly matched. He absolutely could not take it lightly.
Liu Lan gently stroked her storage ring. After a red light flashed, a soft sword appeared in her hand.
This was a weapon particularly favored by female warriors, with greater flexibility and more bizarre moves.
After all, in terms of strength, women were generally not as good as men. If they won with moves, it was naturally better.
It seemed that the soft sword was like a silver snake, flicking its tongue under the sunlight, making one shudder.
“Please instruct!”
As the soft sword struck, Liu Lan did not pause at all and launched the attack first. Her whole body was soft and boneless, looking like willow catkins floating out.
In just an instant, the silver sword light reached Feng Mo Ting’s front.
A distance of about ten meters was crossed in the blink of an eye.
Dang dang dang dang dang dang dang…
The collisions between the soft sword and the narrow blade kept ringing out, with dazzling sparks flying everywhere.
Brilliant martial techniques were displayed, making the audience below the stage cheer continuously.
The Martial Arts Festival was both a competition and a celebration.
“Silver Snake Spits Tongue!”
Liu Lan snorted coldly. The soft sword suddenly shot out from behind, then stabbed out at an almost unbelievable angle, attempting to break the balance on the field.
Clang!
The airflow produced by the explosion of true essence force burst forth. The sparks on the field actually turned into flames, making the already intense battle even hotter.
The audience did not even dare to breathe loudly, completely captivated by this fierce battle.
Whoosh!
The soft sword that had been blocked suddenly slid gently. The sword tip slid out along Feng Mo Ting’s blade, as if the sword body had suddenly grown three or four inches.
A move that originally could not attack the opponent turned into a killing move at this moment.
This was the terrifying part of Silver Snake Spits Tongue.
It caught you off guard.
However, Feng Mo Ting’s face showed only a cold smile. His originally empty left hand produced another blade. Without using any move, he just stabbed directly at Liu Lan’s abdomen.
Pfft!
Liu Lan’s protective true essence was broken. Her body hurriedly retreated violently, avoiding this strike. Her face showed a look of horror.
“Good fellow, this Feng Mo Ting actually has the ability to use two minds at once. Liu Lan is probably going to lose.”
Sitting next to Ling Xiao was Zhai Jun.
This kid, after losing to Ling Xiao, did not hate him. Instead, he tried to become friends with Ling Xiao.
It was he who spoke.
Ling Xiao did not reject him outright.
“Zhai brother, you are wrong. Within five moves, Feng Mo Ting will definitely lose!”
“What?”
Zhai Jun looked at Ling Xiao in confusion and asked, “That’s impossible, right? Although Feng Mo Ting was at a disadvantage at the beginning, when he took out the second blade, Liu Lan should be doomed.”
Ling Xiao smiled and said, “I told others before that Feng Mo Ting’s biggest mistake is learning sword moves but using blades. One blade can still cover flaws, but with two blades, although the attack becomes stronger, the flaws also become larger at the same time. He’s basically sabotaging himself, incurable.”
“Listening to you say that, it really is.”
Zhai Jun was not stupid. With a little guidance, he understood.
Ling Xiao continued, “Actually, the problem is more than that. When he took out the second blade, Feng Mo Ting should have been able to win. If it were me, even if it meant getting injured, I would complete the strike. Unfortunately, to avoid injury, he used extra movements to block Liu Lan’s move, resulting in missing the best attack opportunity.”
Just as he finished speaking, the situation on the martial arts stage changed.
Feng Mo Ting originally planned to pursue victory after repelling Liu Lan, but he was caught by Liu Lan in a flaw. In one fell swoop, she disrupted Feng Mo Ting’s attack rhythm and regained the advantage.
Liu Lan and Feng Mo Ting were both disciples of the Heavenly King Sect. They sparred a lot on ordinary days. Once they caught the opponent’s flaw, it was impossible to let go of the opportunity.
With one burst of energy, she launched continuous attacks, giving Feng Mo Ting no chance to breathe.
Pfft!
Finally, Feng Mo Ting’s protective true essence was broken.
Boom!
Liu Lan took the opportunity to kick him off the martial arts stage.
The match rules stated that there were two ways to make an opponent fail: one was the opponent conceding, the other was knocking the opponent off the stage.
“Damn it, lost again!”
Feng Mo Ting stood up, his face not looking good.
Liu Lan on the stage also let out a long sigh of relief.
Although she won this battle, it was not easy.
If they met again, victory or defeat would still be hard to predict.
Fortunately, in the second round, she could not meet Feng Mo Ting again. This could be considered a good thing.
The two left the field, others went up, and the matches continued.
