Chapter 115: Fighting for First Place (Third Update)

  "As long as I defeat Yi Qing Shixiong again, it will be between Meng Chong Shixiong and Ye Chen Shixiong."

  "Yi Qing Shixiong shouldn't be Ye Chen Shixiong's match, after all he lost to Tie Feng Shixiong."

  "It's also true that if Meng Chongyan wins first place again this year, there probably won't be any good rewards. After all, he was already rewarded with a low-grade earth-level fist technique - Shocking Thunder Fist last time. But if Ye Chen wins first place, the low-grade earth-level secret manual will not be able to escape."

  The game continued amidst the crowd's murmurs and discussions.

  Actually, up to now, the ranking is still uncertain, but it has become clear. The first and second places are unexpectedly Meng Chong or Ye Chen. Third to fifth should be produced from Tie Feng, Xiao Ye, and Yi Qing among the three people. Sixth to ninth will be produced from Zhou Ruo, Li Yun, Li Kuang, and Pei Shaoqing among the four people. Qiu Ruo Tuo is at the bottom.

  In the first round, Li Yun lost to Li Kuang.

  In the second round, Pei Shaoying lost to Zhou Ruoxin.

  In the third round, Yi Qing lost to Xiao Ye.

  ……

  The ninth round, Meng Chong rushed onto the stage.

  Tie Feng shook his head, "I'm no match for him, I concede!"

  Boom!

  The Martial Arts Square suddenly became a hot spot, Tie Feng gave up his right to fight, representing Meng Chong would advance to the final match against Ye Chen earlier than expected. This was undoubtedly today's most epic battle and the one that everyone had been waiting for.

  On the east side of the VIP seat, a row of young men and women sat, with the oldest being only eighteen or nineteen years old, and the youngest being only sixteen or seventeen years old. Their clothes were all different, but on their sleeves, they all had the cloud pattern unique to the Flowing Cloud Sect.

  This group of people has a pure and vast aura, with nearly half of them able to rival Blood Shadow Knife's momentum. Among them, several have even far surpassed him. They sit there, chatting and laughing, completely unaffected by the atmosphere on stage, giving off an unfathomable sense of pressure.

  "Jing Jue, who do you think will win?" asked a handsome young man to the cold-looking young man beside him.

  The icy youth said indifferently: "Boring!"

  The handsome young man smiled bitterly, "Is it necessary to be so cold!" Turning his head, he asked the blue-clothed youth again, "Luo Shixiong, what do you think?"

  The young man in blue was indeed Luo Hanshan, the second disciple of Liuyun Sect. He lowered his eyelids and thought for a moment before saying, "I think it's Ye Chen!"

  "Oh, why?" Another person next to him looked surprised.

  Lu Hanshan said: "Meng Chong gives people the feeling of a sharp knife, invincible, but it's easy to break and not beautiful. Ye Chen is like a vast lake, deep and unpredictable, from the start of the game until now, he has always been calm and composed. So I deduce that the two will definitely engage in a protracted battle, and the one who will last till the end is Ye Chen. Of course, speculation is just speculation, it's not conclusive, to determine the winner, they still need to fight another round."

  The handsome young man smiled and said: "Luo Shixiong's analytical skills have always been very strong, but like my feeling, who can win between the two of them depends on the later period."

  The white-clothed girl who was ranked eighth suddenly spoke up and said: "Meng Chong will definitely lose."

  The girl with plum blossom embroidery on her clothes, who was ranked first and slightly older, teased: "Xu Jing, it's the first time I've seen you being evaluated!"

  Xu Jing remained silent.

  Others looked at Xu Jing with a strange gaze, with a sense of urgency, admiration, and the fact that he had become a core disciple just last year, now ranking eighth, and seemingly still having some strength left, not having gone all out to rush for the top five, otherwise it wouldn't be impossible.

  The inner disciples below the VIP seat occasionally looked back and thought to themselves: This position is for core disciples, one day I can sit in this position, how glorious it would be.

  Ten platforms have been destroyed five.

  Ye Chen and Meng Chong stood facing each other on a relatively intact platform, their eyes fixed intently on each other without blinking.

  Hmph!

  The long sword was drawn from its scabbard, and Mong Chong led the charge, launching a swift attack. The sharp, blood-red blade sliced through the air, slashing towards Ye Chen in the distance.

  Clang!

  Ye Chen unknowingly also drew his sword and swung out a sword energy to block the knife's edge.

  "Take ten more of my slashes!" Meng Chong's expression was wildly unrestrained, the long knife in his hand like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, madly slashing out without any regard for anything, the crimson blade edge wantonly rampaging and spreading everywhere.

  Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding...

  In an instant, the entire platform was filled with glittering sword energy and crimson knife auras, figures had already completely covered the area, making it impossible for the naked eye to capture.

  Hush, hush!

  Two figures flew backward and faced each other again.

  "Great, among the inner disciples, you are the only one who can withstand my full-strength eleven slashes." Meng Chong hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time. Ye Chen's strength had his blood boiling with excitement and his fighting spirit surging. If he could defeat his opponent, he would definitely be able to reach new heights.

  "Continue fighting."

  "Good, let's fight again!"

  The two voices had just fallen, and their figures had already rushed together. The crimson blade and the sword energy crisscrossed each other, countering each other. In a short while, this platform was also destroyed, cut into fragments.

  Under the stage, all the inner disciples were stunned.

  Apart from the initial clash, the subsequent fight was completely indistinguishable as to who had the upper hand and who was at a disadvantage. All that could be seen were swords clashing with knives, each one more swift and deadly than the last. As the battle raged on, the shockwaves generated by the collision of sword energy and knife aura became increasingly terrifying, destroying platform after platform in the vicinity. The two combatants' silhouettes had long since disappeared from view, leaving only their sword auras and knife edges flashing across platforms, striking from the ground to mid-air, and from mid-air to the ruins of the platforms, with no place left untouched by the fighting.

  One hundred moves!

  Two hundred moves!

  Three hundred moves!

  Five hundred moves!

  The two men exchanged blows for a full 500 moves, still evenly matched. Ye Chen's half-step sword intent was unable to overcome Meng Chong's knife momentum, and Meng Chong's swift knife was also unable to overcome Ye Chen. At this point, what they were competing in was no longer strength, but willpower and endurance - whoever could persist the longest would emerge victorious.

  "It's a thousand moves already! The outcome is still undecided, it's terrifying!" A disciple of the inner sect looked up at the sky, and at this moment, the sunset was setting in the west, with the bright afterglow sprinkled on the martial arts arena, making the battle even more dreamy and intense, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

  "Yes! Others can barely withstand Master Mengchong's ten moves, but Master Yechen has exchanged over a thousand moves with him, with both sides having the upper hand."

  "I don't know who will be laughing in the end."

  Suddenly!

  The crimson blade and the crystal sword energy entwined each other, surging into the sky, with powerful shockwaves rippling out in all directions, blowing the broken platform to collapse.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on them, and all they saw was Ye Chen's sword hilt holding off Meng Chong's long knife, the two of them frozen in place.

  "Shocking the world!"

  Meng Chong's left hand clenched into a fist and violently smashed towards Ye Chen's skull.

  Ye Chen let out a cold hum and his left fist, shining with black light, shot up to meet it.

  Splendid!

  Like a thunderbolt, both of them flew out backwards.

  "Come again!" With his Jade Tempering Body Technique protecting him, Ye Chen stepped on the platform behind him and shot towards Meng Chong like an arrow.

  Meng Chong showed no fear and punched out again.

  Boom!

  The two parted as soon as they touched, and a faint blood thread appeared at the corner of Meng Chong's mouth.

  In the VIP seat of the core disciples, Luo Hanshan sighed: "Ye Chen won, Meng Chong is slightly inferior after all."

  "It's not easy to win now, but this Ye Chen is really formidable! He has been on a winning streak all the way until now, and even Meng Chong can't stop his rise."