“Indeed, our chatter here is pointless. Let’s watch the fight, the winner will be clear soon.”
Amid the crowd’s discussions, Qin Bixue and Hong Sanmei appeared on the arena simultaneously.
Both exuded powerful auras.
Both had fiery tempers.
Both were ruthless killers.
“It’s been years, you seem to have improved,” Hong Sanmei said, sneering at Qin Bixue.
She carried no weapon, her hands were her weapons, paired with her Samadhi True Fire martial soul, capable of creating countless miracles.
Qin Bixue also sneered, “You’re outdated. Your presence is merely to highlight my strength.”
“Youngsters these days are so arrogant. Fine, let’s fight!”
Hong Sanmei aimed to defend Xuanhuo Sect’s honour and her own.
She knew Qin Bixue was tough, but she had to defeat him, she couldn’t lose like Jian Wuji.
Striking first was always her style. She flashed forward, still over ten metres from Qin Bixue, and unleashed a punch.
This punch formed a massive true fire hand, enveloping Qin Bixue.
It felt not like true essence or celestial essence, but genuine Samadhi True Fire, a terrifying holy flame that could melt anything.
Qin Bixue smirked, standing still. As the fiery hand neared, he slashed once, and it disintegrated into scattered sparks, harmless.
Hong Sanmei’s attack was formidable, yet Qin Bixue easily dispelled the terrifying true fire, showing the fearsome power of his blade.
“Impressive, is this Qin Bixue’s blade aura? They say he mastered Blood Blade Sect’s technique, rivaling the best, surpassing all in the sect. That slash didn’t even touch the true fire, just the aura from his blade dispersed the flames,” Dai Yaoling, standing beside Ling Xiao, giggled.
Clearly related to Dai Yuling, she had come for her but now clung to Ling Xiao.
Though Ling Xiao mostly ignored her, she didn’t seem to mind.
Lan Yuer said softly, “That’s the ‘Blade Aura Protection’ from the Blood Blade Sect, a defensive technique requiring immense killing intent to form. Who knows how many Qin Bixue has killed!”
On the arena, Hong Sanmei halted, her expression turning grave.
She had sensed Qin Bixue’s difficulty, and after that clash, she realised his strength far exceeded her expectations.
But she couldn’t lose!
Instantly, a fiery figure formed behind her, vague but radiating intense heat, making anyone near her uncomfortable.
True fire and celestial essence poured into her fists, turning them crimson, as if ready to explode.
“Take this, True Fire Nine Heavens!”
Hong Sanmei went all out, shouting as she leapt, the arena engulfed in crimson flames. Terrifying red fists rained down one after another.
Yet Qin Bixue stood unmoved, showing no intent to dodge.
His blade wasn’t even fully unsheathed, only a foot drawn.
One punch!
Two punches!
…
Eight punches!
Nine punches!
True Fire Nine Heavens, nine consecutive strikes, all hitting their mark.
Astonishingly, Qin Bixue didn’t budge, unscathed by the flames.
Hong Sanmei’s barrage had no effect.
“This Qin Bixue is too strong, maybe even stronger than you, Brother Ling,” Dai Yaoling said.
“It’s not over yet!” Lan Yuer shook her head. “True Fire Nine Heavens isn’t just nine strikes. Some think it ends there, but that’s a fatal mistake. Perhaps Hong Sanmei is too strong, against equal opponents, the ninth strike might suffice, but today, she’ll unleash her final attack.”
As she spoke, Hong Sanmei’s last strike came.
“Nine into One, Divine Fire Descends! Let’s see how you handle this!”
The sky turned crimson.
After nine strikes, a massive, sky-covering hand descended, burning red, flames ablaze, threatening to engulf the entire arena.
Qin Bixue couldn’t dodge.
“It ends here!”
Qin Bixue sneered, fully unsheathing his blade. A red glow erupted, a terrifying blade shadow emerging.
“Break!”
He slashed.
The giant hand split in two, and the blade’s momentum struck Hong Sanmei’s head.
Despite her desperate defence, she was blasted back, blood streaming from her mouth, in a pitiful state.
“One strike!”
“Heavens, one strike to defeat Hong Sanmei, ranked fifth among the Six Young Masters! Qin Bixue’s strength is indeed greater than Ling Xiao’s!”
“Exactly, these two are terrifying. Who’d have thought this Martial Arts Festival finals would see such a turn.”
Without Ling Xiao’s prior defeat of Jian Wuji, Qin Bixue’s victory over Hong Sanmei would have been even more shocking.
Even so, it was staggering.
Everyone now understood the terrifying power of the Blood Blade Sect’s young master.
The new generation’s top rank wasn’t just talk.
“Unbelievable, Qin Bixue gave us another surprise, defeating Hong Sanmei in one strike. This new generation is ferocious.”
“Indeed, the Six Young Masters might see several replacements.”
“By now, the top ten in both groups are mostly set. Some lost too much and were eliminated early, so the remaining fights will likely be saved for the final rankings.”
“Right, the finals will be the most thrilling.”
“Such anticipation!”
The top fifty to twenty matches were thrilling enough, with Ling Xiao and Qin Bixue’s rises exciting everyone.
The top twenty ranking matches promised to be electrifying.
“What a pity I didn’t face Ling Xiao, or I’d have made him look bad!” Mo Wushang’s demon eye flickered, frustrated at missing Ling Xiao.
Liu Taiyin sighed in relief.
He wasn’t confident against Ling Xiao, continuing might mean more losses.
“Tch, I haven’t had my chance to challenge the Six Young Masters, yet those two stole the spotlight,” Hong Li from Group One grumbled.
Her strength matched Qin Bixue’s, and she wanted to defeat a Six Young Master to prove herself, but the chance hadn’t come.
