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Lan Xi let out a breath, stood up from the corner, and slowly walked in front of Li Ye, bowing slightly as she said, "Young Master, it's my turn now."
Li Ye nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of concern and encouragement. He knew Lan Xi's strength and believed she could achieve victory in this match.
The host excitedly announced, "Next up, it will be Lan Xi against Shen Yun!"
The audience erupted in cheers. Lan Xi and Shen Yun stepped onto the Arena, standing opposite each other. Shen Yun was tall and imposing, wielding a heavy battle axe that radiated immense power.
Shen Yun looked at Lan Xi with disdain and sneered, "Little girl, this is not a place for you. Just admit defeat to avoid injury."
Lan Xi smiled calmly, swinging her whip as a chill filled the air. She replied softly, "The outcome is not yet decided; let's see how it goes after we fight."
Shen Yun laughed heartily and swung his battle axe fiercely at Lan Xi. She swiftly dodged the attack with agility. Her whip struck out like a cold shadow, aiming directly at Shen Yun's wrist.
Shen Yun was taken aback; he hadn't expected Lan Xi to be so fast. He quickly retreated, swinging his battle axe defensively. Lan Xi pressed forward relentlessly, her whip dancing through the air like a serpent, each strike carrying a chilling intent.
Shen Yun shouted loudly, gathering his strength to slam the battle axe down onto the ground. The Arena shook as a powerful shockwave spread outward. Lan Xi was forced to step back a few paces but remained composed.
"Shen Yun indeed possesses incredible strength, but speed is his weakness," Lan Xi thought to herself. She changed her strategy, avoiding direct confrontation with Shen Yun and instead using her speed and agility to look for opportunities to attack.
Shen Yun roared in frustration as he swung his battle axe with increasing impatience. Meanwhile, Lan Xi used her flexibility to counter his strength, gradually wearing down Shen Yun's stamina with her chilling strikes. The two engaged in an exhilarating duel on the Arena.
"I didn't expect you to have some skills!" Shen Yun gasped for breath, showing a hint of respect in his eyes.
Lan Xi responded calmly, maintaining her nimble footwork. She understood that as long as she remained patient, she would eventually find an opening.
Finally, in a moment of weakness due to exhaustion, Shen Yun exposed a flaw. Lan Xi quickly seized the opportunity; her whip transformed into a cold shadow and struck directly at Shen Yun's chest. He felt an intense chill wash over him as his body froze instantly.
Lan Xi pressed her advantage, wrapping her whip around Shen Yun's battle axe and yanking it from his hands. Without his weapon, Shen Yun could only watch helplessly as Lan Xi advanced.
The host announced loudly, "In this match, Lan Xi wins!"
The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers. Lan Xi retracted her whip, gave a slight nod to Shen Yun, and then turned to walk down the Arena.
Back in the resting area, Zhiruo and Yan Yuchen noticed that Lan Xi's clothes were somewhat torn from the earlier battle. The two women had already prepared clothes for Lan Xi to change into. Lan Xi was deeply moved by this gesture; she knew that the two women did not fully trust her, yet they were still willing to prepare clothing for her.
"Thank you both," Lan Xi said gratefully before quietly resting in a corner. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and her mind was racing with thoughts. She clearly understood that her inner struggles and contradictions were becoming increasingly intense.
In the finals, all four of them—Li Ye, Zhiruo, Yan Yuchen, and Lan Xi—advanced. The host was also shocked to announce this result: "If we hadn't witnessed four spectacular battles firsthand, one might think there were underhanded dealings in this World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament. However, the side effect of all four advancing is that the next matches will be between you four."
The audience buzzed with discussion; this situation was both exciting and intriguing as they wondered how the upcoming battles would unfold. The host continued, "So, who will face whom in the first match? We will reveal it shortly!"
Holding a list in hand, the host feigned mystery before loudly announcing, "The first match is—Li Ye versus Zhiruo!"
A wave of gasps and applause erupted from the audience. They were filled with anticipation for this match.
The host then announced, "The second match is—Yan Yuchen versus Lan Xi!"
The audience's enthusiasm reached its peak; they all knew that two thrilling confrontations awaited them, and the ultimate victor would enter the finals to compete for the title of the best in the world.
Li Ye turned to Zhiruo with a smile and said, "Looks like we’ll be going head-to-head."
Zhiruo smiled gently and nodded, "Yes, Brother Ye, I will give it my all."
Yan Yuchen and Lan Xi exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting a determined fighting spirit.
The host continued, "Let’s see who will advance to the finals!"
The audience could hardly wait to see the upcoming matches, each person cheering for their favorite contestant. The atmosphere in the Arena grew increasingly tense and exciting as the competition was about to begin.
Li Ye grinned at Yan Yuchen and Zhiruo, saying, "Since we’ve swept the top four spots ourselves, why not add a little incentive?" Zhiruo, Yan Yuchen, and Lan Xi all widened their eyes at Li Ye's words.
Zhiruo looked at Li Ye, who rarely showed a mischievous smile, and couldn't help but smile back, saying, "What little prize does Brother Ye want?"
Yan Yuchen also chimed in, "I'm curious about what the young master means by a prize. But judging by his expression, it doesn't seem like a good thing."
Lan Xi hesitated to speak, silently listening. Li Ye glanced at the three women and continued, "Lan Xi, the prize I'm talking about doesn't include you."
Curiosity appeared on Zhiruo and Yan Yuchen's faces as Li Ye grinned and said, "Zhiruo, Yan Yuchen, listen carefully. In the upcoming competition, whoever loses tonight will be at the bottom."
Zhiruo and Yan Yuchen blushed at his words. Zhiruo punched Li Ye lightly in the chest and said, "You're really terrible!"
Yan Yuchen also said playfully, "We'll do whatever the young master says."
Lan Xi stood aside, filled with disappointment and jealousy. Although she knew she shouldn't have feelings for Li Ye, seeing how close they were made her heart ache with envy. She lowered her head and quietly stood to the side, feeling the distance between herself and them.
The host was now ready to announce that the competition was about to begin. Li Ye, Zhiruo, and Yan Yuchen adjusted their mindsets, preparing to face the upcoming challenges.
Li Ye and Zhiruo stepped onto the Arena, while the audience below was eager and excited for this thrilling showdown. Li Ye took a deep breath and smiled at Zhiruo, asking, "Are you ready?"
Zhiruo nodded with determination in her eyes, holding a Spiritual Energy needle formed from her Spiritual Energy in her hand. The Cold Spirit Needle within her was already charged and ready to go. She softly said, "Brother Ye, let's go."
Li Ye drew his long sword, its tip trembling slightly, reflecting his inner excitement and anticipation. The two exchanged smiles before simultaneously launching their attacks, instantly intensifying the scene.
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