“Today’s battle will be tough, hopefully Qing Ying’s luck isn’t too bad, to not encounter those difficult fellows right from the start.”
Shi Huajin expressed her concerns.
Because of Lin Shanhai, they all favored Lin Qingyue to win.
However, with Haoyue Saint Son suppressing the field, if one wants to rank first, they must scale this high mountain.
The other rankings seemed more achievable and would be fiercer.
“As long as you can make it into the top ten, you can gain the incense fire of a hundred cities, and the first place will receive the incense fire of an entire nation!”
Lin Shanhai’s eyes showed his worry, as incense fire was crucial for becoming a Saint, and the competition would certainly be brutal.
Moreover, this incense fire wasn’t just a one-time reward, it would also be followed by sixty years of offerings from the awarded region!
Atop the Saint Platform, a dozen Saint Heirs and Saintesses stood quietly, each with a commanding presence and distinct aura, seemingly united yet each maintaining their individuality.
Dragon Slayer Saint Son looked at Lin Qingyue, his eyes filled with battle intent, longing to meet her again after his earlier defeat and have a proper contest.
Soon, with the descent of the Sword Saint, the chaotic array swirled everyone’s tokens, randomly pairing them.
“Hmm?”
Qiu Wuheng noticed his opponent was Haoyue Saint Son, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, but soon they relaxed again. Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire
Others also noticed that Qiu Wuheng was unfortunate to draw Haoyue Saint Son.
This made many sigh in relief secretly, although they didn’t believe they would definitely lose to him, they would prefer to confront him in the finals, allowing for a full-fledged battle, rather than meeting him too early.
Meanwhile, Dragon Slayer Saint Son also saw his opponent, not Lin Qingyue but another, Purple Sun Holy Son, and couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
Lin Qingyue looked up and saw her opponent was a direct disciple of the Sword Saint.
Her eyes flickered slightly and turned to look elsewhere, at the same time, another lady in snowy clothes also looked towards her, their beautiful eyes met for a moment, then both averted their gazes.
“Disciple, Haoyue Saint Son’s Sun and Moon Sword Art heavily counters you, be careful and save your strength for later battles.”
Qiu Wuheng heard his master’s voice in his mind.
Qiu Wuheng was silent, not responding, yielding? But he wanted to try.
Perhaps in extreme adversity, he could perceive the shortcomings of his Sword Intent and more swiftly advance in the Way.
Soon, the first battle started.
Today’s battlefield had only one platform, not three, which directed all attention to a single spot.
The first match featured Haoyue Saint Son and Qiu Wuheng.
Li Hao saw this fishing buddy draw Haoyue Saint Son and couldn’t help feeling a bit sorry for him.
He had witnessed Haoyue Saint Son’s swordsmanship the previous day, indeed very strong, clearly a notch above the other Saint Heirs, already a Great Accomplishment, and it was an extremely powerful Sword Intent!
Of course, unless others were concealing their skills, for now, it seemed, based solely on Sword Intent, he should be ranking first.
On the field, Haoyue Saint Son and Qiu Wuheng descended into it.
“Thousand Strands Sword, in front of the Sun and Moon, is nothing more than a light drizzle, my sword counters yours, you are no match, admit defeat.”
Haoyue Saint Son stood with his hands behind his back, yet his expression remained calm and nonchalant, as if stating a fact without any arrogance.
The expression on Qiu Wuheng’s face barely changed as he lightly replied:
“The constant dripping wears away the stone, light rain can also obscure the sun and moon, every scroll of spring curtain can hide all things, how can we know who is stronger or weaker without a try?”
“Do you want to train your Sword Intent on me? I’m afraid you won’t have the chance.”
Haoyue Saint Son’s eyes flashed with a hint of chill, he immediately saw through the other’s intent, how could he possibly allow himself to be used as a sharpening stone?
As the array solidified, it also signaled the start of the battle.
At the Saint Platform, Lin Qingyue and the other Saint Heirs closely watched.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Qiu Wuheng did not merely rely on his Sword Dao to win as before, but directly activated his Extreme Realm Power.’
His body emitted a golden radiance, the Divine Power Extreme Realm greatly enhanced his physical strength, boosting his resistance and healing abilities.
The Heaven and Earth Vein extended like a vortex, gathering energy from all directions, rapidly pushing him to his peak condition.
His Primordial Spirit, hidden within his body, merged with his flesh, enabling him to sense nearly invisible attacks.
This profoundly difficult cultivation of Extreme Realm, for those born with limitless resources and exceptional talents like the Saint son, had already been reached.
“Finally, he’s been forced into his Extreme Realm.”
Below the platform, the one who had been defeated by Qiu Wuheng the day before, Luo Cheng, gave a wry smile, but his eyes grew serious, eager to see how powerful the opponent’s ultimate strength could be.
On another side, one of the six Semi-Saint elders sighed silently, knowing his disciple was truly serious this time.
He chuckled inwardly, knowing well his disciple’s temperament, which appeared indifferent on the surface but was actually extremely obstinate.
Haoyue Saint Son, sensing the might of his opponent’s Extreme Realm, remained indifferent, his body gradually emanating golden light, only displaying the Divine Power Extreme Realm.
Swoosh!
Qiu Wuheng made the first move, his body suddenly disappearing in an instant, using Returning Ruin Instantaneous Movement.
Against Luo Cheng before, he hadn’t used this technique, merely relying on Sword Intent to capture and defeat him, but now he deployed the Returning Ruin, taking the initiative.
Haoyue Saint Son’s eyes flicked, the golden tinged rims in his pupils allowing him to seemingly perceive some traces, his sword light abruptly lashed out, catching Qiu Wuheng who had just emerged from Returning Ruin Instantaneous Movement, seemingly walking right into the sword light.
Qiu Wuheng’s body suddenly retreated; this initial attack was not a real one, but merely a probe.
“Sun and Moon Divine Eyes, can peer into the Returning Ruins!”