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"Finally, someone with real strength has come, much more exciting than those small fries before," said Qian Xin from the Tiger Howl Sect, his face filled with excitement.
"Then let me see how strong you are; don't be just a loudmouth," Jiang Xing'an replied nonchalantly, looking very relaxed.
"Just watch closely, slash..." The disciple from the Tiger Howl Sect showed no hesitation, unleashing a momentum that was nearly twice as powerful as in the previous two matches, clearly ready to give it his all.
"Not bad, your strength is worth my serious attention. It seems you're not just a loudmouth!" He gripped the sword hilt and executed a swift draw slash, effortlessly neutralizing his opponent's attack.
"Very good, the tiger descends the mountain!" No one expected him to use such a powerful sword technique so quickly. This time, the tiger brought forth an even fiercer gust of wind. The overwhelming aura radiated from the sword platform, and those nearby could feel the astonishing pressure.
"Oh, in that case, taste my Azure Dragon Tail!" Jiang Xing'an lightly swept his sword, creating a green Sword Light that transformed into a dragon shape, colliding and entangling with his opponent's sword technique. The dragon and tiger clashed fiercely, neither yielding an inch.
Sharp gusts of wind swept from the platform in all directions, causing the surrounding disciples to change color as they hurriedly circulated their Spiritual Energy. The pain on their faces eased slightly.
"Great, exhilarating!" Qian Xin from the Tiger Howl Sect shouted excitedly, increasing the speed of his strikes. The two moved continuously on the platform like bees flitting among flowers—graceful yet hiding lethal intent.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of blades clashing constantly tested the ears of the Inner Sect Disciples. Some of those with lesser skills frowned and began to retreat, moving away from the duel platform. This kind of pain was becoming unbearable for them.
"How impressive! Both of them are amazing!" shouted an excited Inner Sect Disciple.
"Brother Shi Jiang is indeed worthy of being ranked tenth in the inner sect; his strength is truly formidable. Although his opponent is also quite skilled, he hasn't had a chance to attack after all this time. It seems victory is highly likely."
"This guy Jiang Xing'an has made considerable progress recently; he's much stronger than he was a few months ago," some Inner Sect Disciples with similar rankings whispered in admiration.
With a loud 'boom,' a massive sound erupted from the platform, and dust filled the air. After a few breaths, they could finally see what was happening on stage: both stood quietly but bore some awkwardness and several wounds on their bodies.
"Your strength is decent, but this time you will lose," Jiang Xing'an said with a light smile.
"Is that so? Although I took a hit, you didn't fare well from that last strike either! It's just a draw; you have nothing to be proud of." Qian Xin of the Tiger Howl Sect looked at the wound on his chest without a hint of frustration.
"Unfortunately, this is a Duel. Perhaps in a Deathmatch, we would both end up worse for wear. But here, I have the upper hand. You lost!"
"Don't worry, even if you won this time, I will still come looking for you."
Although their Match had ended, it seemed like it was just the beginning. To the other Inner Sect Disciples, this Match was merely a tie. However, those with discerning eyes could see that Jiang Xing'an was slightly stronger. Even if it was just by a hair, it still counted as strength. The scars on both of them were the best proof.
This Match was considered a victory for the Azure Wind Sword Sect. Many looked at Jiang Xing'an with envy because he not only won the Match but would also receive a book on Advanced Swordsmanship.
Advanced Swordsmanship was something they had long desired but could not attain. Seeing others gain it through their abilities naturally made them envious. Yet, they felt helpless; the opportunity was right in front of them, but who could blame them for lacking strength?
"Wu Shixiong, it's your turn now. The disciples of Azure Wind Sword Sect are truly impressive, at least much better than those from Yunxing Sect," Qian Xin said excitedly after stepping down from the stage without any sign of disappointment.
"I saw that too. This disciple seems to rank only tenth among the Inner Sect Disciples of Azure Wind Sword Sect, and there are nine others stronger than him. It looks like we really came at the right time," Wu Yang said, his eyes shining as he glanced around.
"Wu Yang of Tiger Howl Sect!" He leaped onto the sword platform, his voice booming and echoing far and wide. From the expressions on Zhao Jingshan and Qian Xin's faces, it was clear that this person's strength was even greater.
"Haha, let me take this Match! Those who are injured should go rest!" A figure appeared in front of Jiang Xing'an, blocking his path.
"Sun Liyu, it's you! Since you're here, I'll leave it to you. Be careful!" Jiang Xing'an was surprised to see the person before him and reminded him as he left.
"Ranked eighth among Inner Sect Disciples, Sun Liyu. It seems even those in the top ten can't resist," an Inner Sect Disciple below remarked.
"Hehe, the allure of Advanced Swordsmanship attracts even them; they can't escape its charm!"
"Azure Wind Sword Sect's Sun Liyu, let me experience your skills!" Sun Liyu said to Wu Yang across from him, his expression serious as he clasped his fists in salute. He could sense that the opponent's displayed strength was not inferior to his own, so he was fully alert.
"Your strength is decent; too bad you're not my match. But it's good to stretch my limbs!" Wu Yang replied with a smile, his tone lighthearted, yet his words ignited anger in many Inner Sect Disciples.
"Hmph, arrogant. I'll see what kind of strength you really have, talking so big." As soon as he finished speaking, he launched his attack. The sword's momentum was graceful, striking quickly, like a continuous rain.
"Just in time, I also use a sword. Let me show you," Wu Yang said. His sword technique appeared grand and magnificent; with each swing, he blocked the dense sword light, creating a tight defense that was hard to penetrate.
"Slash!" After a brief entanglement, Sun Liyu couldn't hold back any longer and struck first. The sword in his hand drew arcs of light, launching a torrent-like attack.
"Come on then, take my sword!" Wu Yang laughed heartily and also slashed out with his sword. A beam of sword light broke through, launching an unending series of attacks. The residual waves from the collision kicked up clouds of dust. The power was evident!
"Take this!" Seeing his advantage, he moved swiftly and slashed down again.
'Bang!' The two swords collided; one attacked while the other defended. In an instant of stalemate, the defending Sun Liyu was sent flying back two yards before he could stabilize himself. The cracked tiger's mouth indicated the force behind that last strike.
"You managed to take my blow without getting hurt. Your strength is indeed impressive. However, I only used eighty percent of my strength just now; I wonder if you can handle my next strike."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved again. This next strike was indeed three times stronger than the previous one. Many inner disciples watching realized that this disciple from the Tiger Howl Sect was significantly stronger than the last one.
Seeing this power, Sun Liyu's expression changed. Nevertheless, he gritted his teeth and mustered his energy, swinging his sword in response. This was his full-strength attack, fueled by surging momentum.
'Bang!' Once again, they collided, but Sun Liyu's situation was far worse this time. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell off the sword platform, thus losing the match.
"This person's strength is formidable; it seems he has at least the strength of the top six inner disciples." An inner disciple evaluated in his heart as he watched the injured Sun Liyu.
"I think even if he has the strength of the top five, it wouldn't be surprising. It seems that the next person to step up will likely be Zheng Long ranked Sixth. I haven't seen any of the top five inner disciples yet," another inner disciple speculated after carefully observing his surroundings.
"Look, it's indeed Zheng Long taking the stage! He can't hold back anymore!" Many inner disciples' eyes lit up as they saw who stepped onto the platform, filled with great anticipation for the upcoming match.
"It seems your strength is greater than that of the previous person. You must be ranked higher among the inner disciples than him. May I ask who you are and your ranking?" Wu Yang asked with a smile as he looked at his opponent.
"Zheng Long, ranked Sixth among the inner disciples." This man was none other than Zheng Long, who had previously been defeated by Ren Pingsheng. Standing eight feet tall and robustly built, he matched Wu Yang without any disadvantage.
"It seems there are five people stronger than you; I wonder if they have arrived." While speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the audience below.
"Dealing with you is enough for me. I don't need them to intervene."
"Alright, then I'll see your strength and whether you're really as formidable as you claim."
This battle between the two was straightforward and simple, a clash of raw power. Both were strength-type martial artists, clearly dominant in this aspect, and now that they faced each other, a victor had to be determined; neither was willing to be outdone.
With a 'bang' and 'bang', the two moved like lightning, continuously colliding like two fierce beasts, showcasing their immense strength. The spectators below were filled with excitement; such a direct confrontation was even more captivating.
"Wow, I didn't expect your strength to reach this level. It seems your Body Refinement Technique is quite extraordinary as well. In that case, let's settle this once and for all!" Wu Yang said with an excited smile, completely disregarding the sweat streaming down his face. His momentum continued to build as he prepared for his strongest strike.
"Likewise, I've been looking forward to this. Let's go!" Zheng Long also displayed a fierce fighting spirit, his momentum unwavering. Both were ready to unleash their strongest attacks to determine the final victor.
"The strength of these two is indeed terrifying. With such momentum, if I were to face them, I would have no chance of resistance," an Inner Sect Disciple remarked with lingering fear.
"I'm not so sure; it's hard to predict who will win. This is truly thrilling."
"Slash..." The two roared simultaneously as they charged forward, striking down at each other. The spectacle was grand; both Inner Sect Disciples and the Elders on stage focused intently on the two fighters.
A thunderous roar echoed repeatedly before finally settling down. The expressions of the two on stage varied greatly.
Wu Yang's face was filled with surprise, yet he wore a broad smile. Zheng Long, on the other hand, looked incredulous, staring at his opponent's body as if something unbelievable lay within it.
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