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Due to the nature of the competition, if the first defender is weak, they will face a crushing blow, which would be a tragedy for the entire team. After all, damaging confidence is a significant pressure. Conversely, if the defender is too strong, it may lead to a weaker attacker, and without conquering the Arena, morale cannot be won.
Although there are many Huaxia people, few truly have the confidence to defend three consecutive matches in the first round. Especially since the rewards for Huaxia are so generous, they will undoubtedly attract competition from other nations. Therefore, the first match is crucial.
Another key point is that there are no restrictions on killing here. If you have the ability, you can eliminate your opponent in one-on-one duels. However, one must understand that once an opponent surrenders, you must not continue to pursue them. This place is a battlefield; once you step onto the Arena, life and death rest entirely in your hands. Even your teammates cannot surrender on your behalf. Of course, if it comes to that point and someone dies, no one can be blamed!
"President, why don't I take the first match?" Deng Yixin stepped forward. At this moment, Deng Yixin's aura had indeed changed significantly; it was clear that she had gained much from the ruins. However, Jiang Xing shook his head and said, "No, this rule was proposed by Wa Country and the Church. We don't know what tricks they might pull. Although we have many people this time, there aren't many who are truly suited for Arena battles. You few are key."
Jiang Xing looked at Xiao Yefeng, who nodded and said, "I'll do it! I practice both Ancient Martial Arts and Feng Shui Techniques; I'm the most suitable for Arena battles. Besides, there's no rule stating how many rounds one person can defend. I'm the most fitting guardian. You seniors and Fei Ge! Do your best and watch out for their underhanded tricks!"
Without further ado, Xiao Yefeng turned and walked toward Huaxia's Arena. At this moment, challengers from other countries were also ready. As expected, Huaxia's Arena had the most challengers gathered around it. Clearly, as the rule-makers, Wa Country and others had already devised their strategies. Standing on the Arena, Xiao Yefeng gazed at the other four Arenas and saw that Wa Country's defender was named Yamaguchi Koji, a Jonin.
On Yue Country's side was a substitute Sorcerer, while Thailand's representative was none other than Master Juechen, who showed no intent to fight. However, Master Juechen was surrounded by a crowd; evidently, Shari Dan's reputation had caused them to temporarily abandon their pursuit of other treasures.
As for the Church's representative on the Arena was actually a familiar face to Xiao Yefeng—Holy Knight Jin! At this moment, Jin was staring at Xiao Yefeng; their eyes met and Jin's fury ignited instantly. The humiliation of being knocked out by Xiao Yefeng in an instant was etched in Jin's mind like a nightmare. Now that they met again, Jin had already decided that he would challenge Xiao Yefeng no matter where he was during these three matches!
At this time, eleven individuals from Huaxia had already positioned themselves beneath their desired Arenas. A grand melee was about to begin—not only for rewards but also to justify killing opponents. Xiao Yefeng had drawn his Black Sword; today he appeared slightly burdened because he wore a bulletproof vest underneath his outer clothing.
In fact, it wasn't just Xiao Yefeng; everyone here was dressed similarly because in this Arena battle there were no restrictions on weapons—both cold and hot weapons were allowed. As long as you could lift it and bring it into the Arena, you could even bring missiles! So precautions were necessary!
Standing on the Arena now, Xiao Yefeng gazed down at those below with a helpless expression. It turned out that Sakai Tomokazu from Wa Country had not made any moves; he was clearly waiting for others to test the waters. After all, Zhao Yin Gate completely countered Onmyoji techniques. Others felt similarly; for a moment Xiao Yefeng found himself in an Arena where no one dared to challenge him.
Faced with this situation, there were already rules in place: if no one challenged within thirty minutes, it would count as an automatic successful defense for the defender who would then receive one-third of the guarding reward. If an attacker defeated the defender and then defended three matches successfully afterward, they would receive similar rewards. After winning three consecutive matches and defending two more times afterward, all rewards would belong to whoever stood on the Arena at that time. As seconds ticked by and ten minutes passed without anyone challenging Xiao Yefeng.
Just when Xiao Yefeng thought his defense would come to an end, a clang of metal echoed through the arena as a yellow cloth bundle was tossed onto the ground. A sheathed ancient Broad Sword was thrust into the earth, and finally, a somewhat unfamiliar figure appeared. This person was clad in light armor made of leather and thin iron, and he grabbed the Broad Sword and stepped onto the stage.
Glancing at him, it was clear that with his blonde hair and blue eyes, he must be from the Church. Indeed, this was true; upon entering, he performed a standard knightly salute and then removed his helmet, saying, "Hello, I am Holy Knight Cary from the Church. I hope you can offer some guidance!"
"Guidance is unnecessary; let's spar instead!" With that, Xiao Yefeng lifted his Black Sword and fixed his gaze on Kerry.
The conversation was brief and to the point; Kerry's politeness was merely habitual. After Xiao Yefeng raised his Black Sword, Kerry leaped into action, transforming into a brown blur as he charged toward Xiao Yefeng. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng raised an eyebrow and thought to himself: Not bad; his agility is like the wind, not inferior to that golden knight from before!
"Not bad at all! You're much stronger than that golden knight!" Xiao Yefeng remarked.
A glint of cunning flashed in Kerry's eyes as he wielded his sword with apparent strength. Utilizing the momentum from his leap, he executed a powerful downward strike with the Broad Sword. A faint white light shimmered like scattered feathers as the Broad Sword swung down toward Xiao Yefeng's head.
The Holy Knights of the Church prioritize strength above all else, and Kerry was no exception; he had pushed his power to its limits. This strike was quite standard for him, yet the Divine Aura surrounding him locked onto Xiao Yefeng, intent on taking his life with this blow—a clear display of ruthlessness.
Meanwhile, those from the Church watching below began to comment among themselves. They had all heard about Xiao Yefeng's previous disruption at the Cathedral, but few had actually witnessed him in action. Misled by the Church's propaganda, they held nothing but disdain for Xiao Yefeng due to his past actions without any real understanding of his capabilities. At that moment, a knight clad in similar light armor remarked, "Lord Kerry's strike is truly fearsome! To be honest, I once faced Lord Kerry's sword myself; what seemed like a simple blow nearly overwhelmed me with divine power."
Before he could finish speaking, an unforgettable scene unfolded! Facing Kerry's powerful downward strike, Xiao Yefeng did not dodge or evade. When the heavy Broad Sword was less than an inch from his forehead, he calmly swept aside the attack with his Black Sword as if it were a gentle breeze parting willows. The Black Sword gleamed with metallic luster as it grazed against the edge of the Broad Sword and aimed directly for Kerry's wrist.
This was one of the weaknesses of the Broad Sword; its design relied heavily on brute force rather than finesse. The hilt lacked any guard, allowing the Black Sword to slice toward Kerry's wrist directly. At this moment, he faced a choice: either abandon his sword or risk losing his wrist. Although everyone knew that Xiao Yefeng wielded a wooden sword made from black wood, no one doubted whether its edge could sever flesh.
After all, at the True Spirit Dark Force level, even a wooden stick infused with power could cleave through horse hooves; while cutting through steel might still pose some difficulty. However, a forged sword under such power might very well be capable of slicing through steel.
Now faced with this dilemma, Kerry realized that dropping his sword would halve his strength. Yet losing his wrist was an outcome he could not accept—was surrender truly his only option? Unwilling to concede defeat, Kerry unleashed an immense surge of potential within himself. The Broad Sword suddenly shifted direction and rose sharply from below in an attempt to counteract Xiao Yefeng's attack before it could fully land.
Kerry glared with wide eyes, drawing his sword and taking a step back. Suddenly, he crouched down, transforming into a towering iron figure, his feet planted firmly on the ground as if rooted. At that moment, Kerry bent his waist and legs, holding the Broad Sword horizontally in front of him, resembling a fully drawn bow.
The knight who had just praised Kerry now looked on in astonishment and exclaimed, "Lord Kerry is about to use the Holy Judgment Blade!"
In the distance, Jin furrowed his brow at Kerry's actions. He and Kerry, along with other holy knights, had received tremendous boosts under the Pope's divine light. The chaotic sword piercing was Kerry's ultimate technique. Jin had sparred with Kerry three times before; although he had won each time, he had nearly conceded defeat under this very move. Now, as Xiao Yefeng faced this attack, Jin was genuinely curious about the outcome.
In the Arena Challenge, where life and death were not restricted and rules were nonexistent, Xiao Yefeng could not allow Kerry to gather power unchallenged. This wasn't a friendly sparring match. In just two breaths, Kerry's Broad Sword had already traced out numerous sword shadows before him, creating an overwhelming sense of being unable to attack or defend. Under the Observer's Eye, Xiao Yefeng realized that these sword shadows were actually condensed spiritual energy—none were real but all held lethal potential.
However, Xiao Yefeng was no fool. Faced with the dense array of sword shadows, he suddenly dashed straight into them. Kerry was momentarily taken aback; although he hadn't fully charged his attack, Xiao Yefeng's reckless charge forced him to respond. The chaotic sword piercing was unleashed at sixty percent power. At that moment, Jin thought that Kerry must have lost his mind. As a witness to the previous incident, how could Kerry not know that Xiao Yefeng could evade fatal attacks?
As Jin suspected, beneath a veil of Azure Smoke, Xiao Yefeng transformed into a Yellow Talisman under the Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart technique. This time, beneath the Substitution Talisman effect, there was another talisman paper that ignited upon contact with the Broad Sword, instantly becoming a fireball the size of a watermelon that enveloped the sword. However, the Symbol Fire only lasted for three seconds before dissipating—this was the ability of V-Alloy to counter Qi attacks.
Even so, Xiao Yefeng had completely seized the initiative. Everyone in the Arena witnessed a flash of Azure Gold Light as a pitch-black wooden sword lunged toward Kerry's back. With a swish! The blade swept through light armor as if it were tofu; however, after piercing through it, Xiao Yefeng heard a crisp metallic clash.
Heart Shield Mirror! Just as this thought crossed Xiao Yefeng's mind, Kerry's Broad Sword swung back toward him. A missed strike wasted a precious Substitution Talisman. Xiao Yefeng had no choice but to dodge; he pushed off with his foot and executed a flip to evade the incoming blade.
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