“Congratulations on the winning participants for passing the third round, now deploying barrier and gathering ambient qi for participants’ recovery before the fourth round starts. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Time of recovery, two hours” as soon as the last match finished, the announcement of the mechanical voice resounded across the place, the barriers that previously surrounded each of the winning people’s stone platform appearing once again, the ambient qi in the surrounding forming a whirlpool up in the air, each turning into individual, smaller ones directed towards each of the stone platforms.
As the surge of qi fills the stone platforms, the participants starts circulating whatever cultivation art they possessed, some of them chipping away at the massive amount of spirit qi while some completely devouring it whole, showing the difference between the cultivation arts and manuals of each individual, the most absurd being the direct descendants and important disciples from the top tier forces, with Wu Xiaotian’s cultivation being the most absurd despite being the only one without an official power backing him.
Time quickly slips during the period that the remaining participants continues their cultivation, some of them even getting surprised when the cold mechanical voice starts speaking again, announcing the start of the fourth round as the stone platforms starts moving again.
“Now dispelling the barrier, please prepare for the start of the fourth round” as the mechanical voice announced, Wu Xiaotian was distracted as a pleasantly surprised, yet annoyed masculine voice speaks in front of him, the figure from where said voice comes from completely familiar to him.
“God damned luck I have huh… why do I have to encounter you this early!?” the upbeat and friendly sounding voice travels through Wu Xiaotian’s ears as he stares towards the young man in front of him, seemingly of the same age, with an approachable, amiable-looking handsome face.
“Glad to see you as well Ling Feng” Wu Xiaotian replies as the young man slouched his shoulders, as if he doesn’t want to fight with him.
“Whatever, we’re already here so I guess let’s fight…” Ling Feng said as he draws his weapon, a wooden cudgel with one blunt, circular end on one side and a pointed one on the other. As they start approaching each other, he rotates his weapon, using the blunt side as he swings it downward to Wu Xiaotian who’s still currently trying to close the distance between the two of them.
His movements are set to be in failure though as his sworn brother slips past his attack, swinging the blade he’s holding towards him, prompting him to lift up his weapon to block the blade, the impact causing waves to reverberate in the air as he takes in the sheer force of the attack, his figure not even budging from the impact.
“Not bad Ling Feng, that’s the strength of someone at the very peak of Pedestal Establishment and you easily blocked it” Wu Xiaotian praised as his blade continues pressing forward, his sworn brother’s posture already starting to collapse from the weight of his attack.
“Tian, give me some chance to show off here will you?? This is my chance to pick up some girls, I don’t want to be single when the three of you already have a love life” closing in on him, Ling Feng whispered sneakily, his tone clearly a genuine, pleading on as he stares towards Wu Xiaotian, hoping that the immortal-like young man will grant this little wish of his.
“You’re that desperate huh? Want me to teach you some good techniques?” replying to his request, Wu Xiaotian said playfully as he starts adjusting his combat power at an equivalent level with Ling Feng, completing the process seamlessly that people watching it will definitely believe that the two of them were of the same strength if not for the day and night contrast of their previous matches.
“Of course I am! Looking at the three of you enjoying the feeling of having a beauty beside you, what else am I going to feel when I am single?” Ling Feng replied to the first part Wu Xiaotian’s question as he blocks a diagonal slash coming from his lower right, failing to do so in time forcing him to dodge instead as he replies to the second part of the question.
“What’s this technique though?” he asked with a voice filled with curiosity and enthusiasm as he lands on the ground, vigilant and prepared at whatever Wu Xiaotian might throw at him.
Looking at him with a smile on his face as he remains standing straight in his position, Wu Xiaotian replies, his words completely annoying his sworn brother.
“The technique is called…” he starts speaking but got interrupted as he seems to disappear in thin air, immediately appearing behind Ling Feng after, the words after what he said previously leaving his mouth.
“Get good” he said before slashing downwards, the force of his attack more than enough to thwart a normal Perfection state Pedestal Establishment but given the amiable-looking young man’s strength, it was not so easy to achieve the same result against him.
Raising his cudgel up, a scratch mark was left behind as the blade slips through it, sparks flying in the air as the two starts a chaotic, yet seemingly coordinated and practiced close quarter combat.
Two young men using different weapons, each of them having different advantages. Ling Feng, using a cudgel, tries his best to put this fight to his advantage as he time and time again, tries to create some distance between them so that he can utilize the size of his weapon better.
Wu Xiaotian on the other hand, given his weapon of choice is a blade, refuses to give up the close distance between the two of them as he continues to pressure his sworn brother by repetitively attacking him from multiple complicated angles as he chases his steps whenever he tries to create some distance.
‘I can easily switch to something spear-like as well but that will defeat the purpose of our match’ Wu Xiaotian thought to himself as he continues swinging the Myriad Transformation Orb, now in the form of a blade, towards Ling Feng while blocking the occasional attacks his sworn brother manages to slip in despite his heavy torrent of attacks.
“Damn, this is getting more and more fun!!” Ling Feng said with a smile on his face as he looks at the crowd watching them, while the majority of them are young men, there are already some young ladies watching their fight, most of them looking at his immortal-like sworn brother but he definitely felt that there are some watching him as well.
“Bro Tian, it’s definitely working” he continues happily as they continue their exchange, sparks flying across the air whenever their weapon’s hit, his cudgel taking quite the beating from all the contact with Wu Xiaotian’s blade.
“That’s quite the surprise, good for you” Wu Xiaotian smiles slightly as he swung the blade once again, crashing towards Ling Feng’s weapon, the cudgel starting to form crack marks as they continue their heated battle, their weapon’s crossing multiple times as a result of multiple decisive blows being blocked by each other, the scene seemingly choreographed when looking at it outside, yet the observers’ guts tell them that it’s definitely not, and they’re witnessing something that is so rare that they won’t even be able to see something like this if they were born in any other era.
After a brief exchange, Ling Feng is forced back again as one dangerous attack from his sworn brother slips past his defenses, his sworn brother also pausing for a bit giving him enough time to breath, preparing himself for the now approaching Wu Xiaotian.
“Let’s continue” Ling Feng said with a wide smile in his face, his mind now totally focused on the battle instead of getting some attention from the ladies.