Zhai Jun looked at Ling Xiao in surprise and gave him a thumbs up, saying, “Admirable, truly admirable. Ling brother’s insight is really brilliant. Compared to my senior brother Mo Wushang, it’s not inferior at all.”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly. He benefited greatly in this aspect. The analytical ability of the Mountains and Rivers Martial Soul was too strong. Plus, over these years, he had cultivated quite a few martial arts, although somewhat miscellaneous. But because he had practiced everything, he could see the flaws and advantages of martial arts more accurately.
The matches in the fifth group were still continuing, and strong versus strong confrontations had not yet taken place for the time being.
Holy Son Ji Mingkong, Demon Eye Mo Wushang, Po Qianjun, Liang Xiao, Feng Renjie, Zhai Jun all successively claimed the victories they should have.
There was nothing much to say about Ji Mingkong and Mo Wushang’s battles, because the people who encountered them directly chose to concede.
Po Qianjun’s performance was very ferocious. His opponents basically had not even seen clearly how he made his move before they were already under the martial arts stage.
Liang Xiao and Feng Renjie’s performances were equally terrifying, both defeating their opponents in one move.
As for Ling Xiao, he also defeated his opponent in one move, but his performance was not so exaggerated and eye-catching. Although equally outstanding, compared to the battles of Po Qianjun, Liang Xiao, and Feng Renjie, it was too inconspicuous.
Although most contestants’ strengths were evenly matched, there were still such monsters existing. This really could not be helped.
Of course, among the people who had already competed, besides the Holy Son and Mo Wushang, the most dazzling was undoubtedly Po Qianjun.
Even Liang Xiao and Feng Renjie were secretly praying not to encounter this madman.
Soon, the warriors’ second matches began.
This time, right from the start, it was the highlight.
“Ling Xiao, Po Qianjun, take the stage for the match!”
In the fifth group, the most dazzling Po Qianjun and the most low-key Ling Xiao met.
Although in the previous group stage, Po Qianjun had conceded when facing Ling Xiao, that was just a strategic concession.
No one would think Po Qianjun was inferior to Ling Xiao, just that Ling Xiao was lucky.
Mo Wushang’s demon eyes flickered as he said coldly, “Po Qianjun, compared to Ling Xiao, lacks a bit of cunning and calmness. His chance of winning is not great, probably only twenty or thirty percent. However, if Ling Xiao wants to win against him, he will also need to pay a heavy price!”
Since Mo Wushang said so, no one would doubt it.
His views had never been wrong.
The others also nodded, and even Holy Son Ji Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief.
If Ling Xiao had to pay a price to deal with Po Qianjun, then he was fundamentally not her opponent, and could even be said to be unworthy of mention.
Po Qianjun jumped onto the martial arts stage, looking at Ling Xiao opposite with a ferocious smile.
“Just now, this old man conceded only because he was afraid of scaring you. This time, I’ll let you know my prowess.”
“Is that so? I thought you had self-awareness, so you conceded.”
Ling Xiao said with a faint smile.
Hearing Ling Xiao’s words, Po Qianjun’s face did not look good, but more so was doubt.
He had watched Ling Xiao’s previous battles. He was very clear that Ling Xiao was extremely strong.
But even so, he had fifty percent confidence in defeating Ling Xiao.
But why was Ling Xiao’s performance so calm and composed? Could this kid be bluffing?
Or was he holding back strength?
Hmph, speaking of holding back strength, this old man also held back. I just don’t believe I’ll really lose to you!
On the referee’s seat, the original tenth group referee and the original first group referee sat together. They jointly served as referees for the fifth group.
The first group referee smiled and said, “Po Qianjun’s strength is very strong, and in the group stage, he paid great attention to preserving strength, choosing to concede in front of Ling Xiao. Otherwise, the result would be hard to predict.”
The tenth group referee shook his head and said, “Po Qianjun can still be seen through, but this Ling Xiao is too mysterious. From beginning to end, he hasn’t even used a weapon. I don’t know what kind of warrior he really is.”
“Perhaps he is originally a warrior who fights bare-handed. Such people are not nonexistent.”
The first group referee smiled.
“Who do you think can win?” the tenth group referee asked.
“Ling Xiao, I suppose.”
The first group referee hesitated and said, “This is the result Mo Wushang saw. It should not be wrong, just that the battle won’t be too easy. It’s a pity Ling Xiao seems not to have mastered heavenly essence force. Otherwise, even the position of the Six Princes of the Holy Dynasty could be attempted.”
“That’s right. Even if one is a heavenly vein warrior, one may not be able to master heavenly essence force. After all, that’s power belonging to heavenly human realm warriors, really too profound.”
The tenth group referee was also very optimistic about Ling Xiao, so he felt a bit disappointed.
He actually really wanted to see Ling Xiao enter the ranks of the Six Princes of the Holy Dynasty. That way, he would also have face, after all, Ling Xiao was someone he watched step by step emerge from the group stage.
Of course, he would not force it.
After all, becoming a heavenly vein warrior was easy, but condensing heavenly essence force was not easy. This not only related to comprehension, but also to one’s own martial soul and aptitude.
Otherwise, no matter how strong the strength, it was impossible to master heavenly essence force. Only that naturally formed trace of heavenly essence force was fundamentally useless.
“Qianjun, as a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Academy, you are not allowed to lose to a nobody!”
From the stands, an old man shouted loudly.
Po Qianjun’s face changed slightly.
Losing to the Six Princes of the Holy Dynasty, or even losing to those geniuses from the previous session, might be nothing, but Ling Xiao was just a nobody on the entire Heavenly Dragon Continent. If he lost to him, that would truly be a loss of face.
Not only would he lose face, the entire Heavenly Dragon Academy would lose face with him.
However, facing Ling Xiao, Po Qianjun really did not have much chance of winning.
Still without drawing his sword, Ling Xiao just looked faintly at Po Qianjun and said, “You don’t need to feel so much pressure, because losing to me is not shameful at all. Even the Holy Son will be defeated by me!”
“Hmph, how could the Holy Son be defeated by a nobody like you? Fine, today let me, Po Qianjun, end your arrogance!”
Po Qianjun took a deep breath.
He had no way out.
In this battle, he must use all his skills. Otherwise, he probably could not even return to the Heavenly Dragon Academy.
In the multiple choice of preserving strength to advance or defeating Ling Xiao, he could only choose the latter.
Buzz!
A dim light flashed on the storage ring. Po Qianjun’s sword was drawn out, emitting a terrifying destructive aura. The invisible sword qi pressed towards Ling Xiao like wind pressure.
The surrounding air was distorted by the pressure.
“Good sword! Good momentum!”
Ling Xiao stood there, still with no intention of drawing his sword.
“You’re still not drawing your sword?”
Po Qianjun was somewhat angry. He knew Ling Xiao was a warrior skilled in using swords. If he did not draw his sword, that was looking down on him.
“No need for that.”
Ling Xiao faintly shook his head.
Mo Wushang looked at Ling Xiao and could not help shaking his head and sighing, “This person is arrogant and conceited. Even if his strength is strong, he will inevitably capsize in the gutter. Just now I said he could win against Po Qianjun, but now, I have to put a question mark.”
“Thunderbird Sword Technique: Eagle Strikes the Vast Sky!”
With a violent shout, Po Qianjun’s sword thrust out.
One sword thrust, wind howling and cranes crying, sword qi stern, the terrifying tearing sensation made many people near the martial arts stage choose to retreat.
