16
Looking at Ding Rui, who stood in the arena with a face full of arrogance.
Many people in the surrounding tents were extremely indignant.
Especially the people from Pingliu Sect and Cangnan Escort Service, their gazes towards Ding Rui could even be described as hateful.
"This is outrageous! This scoundrel is clearly breaking the rules!"
"He's even openly provoking us!"
"Let's all go up together, drive him out, and teach him a good lesson!"
"Go up? Didn't you see? This was planned from the start!"
Such sudden rule-breaking was unbearable for the young Martial Artists, but the older generation were all masters of playing roles. How could they be easily provoked by Ding Rui?
Soon, they calmed down the young disciples beside them.
At the same time, someone entered the arena.
"You're Ding Rui, right? Xu Mo from Iron Blade Sect requests your guidance!"
Looking at the person who suddenly entered the arena, many people in the tents were refreshed.
This was because Iron Blade Sect could almost be said to be a major sect second only to the Four Top Sects in Eastern Cloud Continent, and Xu Mo was the top expert among the Outer Sect Disciples of the contemporary Iron Blade Sect.
With him making a move, it was definitely not comparable to the previous Song Yu and Ye Shaoxiong.
He should be able to compete with this Ding Rui.
"Hmph, then come on!"
Ding Rui seemed dissatisfied with Xu Mo entering the arena, he snorted coldly and directly raised his sword to strike.
He was still using the same sword technique he had just used against Song Yu and Ye Shaoxiong.
However, this time, the opponent became Xu Mo, and the sword technique could no longer be as fluid as before.
Xu Mo held a large black iron blade, and as he swept it upwards, there was a momentum like a mountain pressing down, directly blocking Ding Rui's continuous sword light.
Ding Rui frowned, clearly not expecting Xu Mo to block this move so easily.
He kicked off the ground, and his whole body shot towards Xu Mo like an arrow from a bowstring, his long sword constantly swinging, using more moves.
Xu Mo, on the other hand, was unhurried, the large black iron blade opened and closed rapidly, each strike carrying an unparalleled fierce momentum, gradually suppressing Ding Rui.
"Haha, well done!"
"Iron Blade Sect, the Iron Blade Splitting Mountain is indeed well-deserved..."
"Yes, that's it, strike down that guy who doesn't follow the rules..."
The people below the arena were already unhappy because Ding Rui had broken the rules earlier. Seeing him suppressed by Xu Mo, they immediately started jeering.
They deliberately scoffed, trying to provoke Ding Rui.
Ding Rui gritted his teeth in anger as he listened to the jeers from the side, but he couldn't pay attention at all.
This was because Xu Mo's saber technique was too overbearing. Each strike was simple, but each strike was powerful and heavy, and it carried a mysterious saber momentum that forced him to meet it head-on, making him constrained everywhere and unable to be distracted.
Ding Rui gritted his teeth inwardly, he knew this wouldn't work, and decided to use his ultimate move.
His figure flickered, avoiding Xu Mo's strike, then his long sword thrust and slashed rapidly, and continuous sword light fell again, but it formed two sword curtains, one illusory and one real, simultaneously striking towards Xu Mo.
However, Xu Mo seemed to have anticipated his actions, he lightly moved to the side, tilted his head up, and showed a hint of disdainful smile towards him, the large black iron blade also struck back at an angle that defied common sense!
Sizzle sizzle!
The black saber light was incredibly fierce, the Saber Qi alone shot out nearly ten meters long, breaking through the two layers of illusory and real sword curtains like a hot knife through butter.
Ding Rui was greatly alarmed and quickly leaped back, but he couldn't dodge in time, his arm was still cut by the Saber Qi, blood immediately gushed out, and he also fell seven or eight meters away.
"I... lost..."
Ding Rui's face was pale.
He looked at Xu Mo, his heart filled with frustration.
He had fully expected that with his strength, even if he couldn't fight to the end after causing trouble, he could at least defeat three or four opponents in a row. As a result, he lost to just one Xu Mo!
Xu Mo put away his weapon and smiled slightly, "Thank you for the concession."
Ding Rui retreated dejectedly.
This time, he had lost all face.
However, as soon as he went down, someone immediately flipped and entered the arena, it was none other than Wen Fang!
Wen Fang, Princess Mingguang's cousin!
This guy was clearly also an expert, and he showed his strength as soon as he made a move.
This guy was actually able to hard counter Xu Mo's powerful saber technique with just a palm technique. The two fought for seventy or eighty moves in front of everyone, and Xu Mo was defeated and left the arena.
Immediately, Wen Fang replaced Xu Mo to accept challenges from others.
He actually won two consecutive matches before being defeated by a disciple from Heavenly Industry Sect.
At this point.
This Welcoming Spring Tea Party actually reached a climax at a speed beyond expectations.
The Heavenly Industry Sect disciple defeating Wen Fang also marked the beginning of the Four Top Sects' disciples entering the arena. This way, there was almost nothing left for other forces.
Although occasionally there were still people who were eager to perform, they were usually defeated in a few moves after going up and had no chance to show off at all.
In the following three hours or so.
The disciples of the Four Great Sects and the descendants of aristocratic families took turns performing.
Each one was stronger and more unexpected than the last.
As a result, no one was able to last for two consecutive matches, which made even the disciples of the Four Great Sects feel quite depressed.
It was under these circumstances.
Zhao Yu of Heavenly Industry Sect finally couldn't hold back and entered the arena.
Zhao Yu's strength was beyond doubt.
True Qi Realm ninth layer, fifth-grade True Qi, and he also mastered three True Qi Realm Martial Arts that had reached the perfect realm.
This kind of strength, compared to ordinary Houtian Martial Artists, was absolutely a level of overwhelming power.
As soon as he made a move.
He won three consecutive matches, one person from Heavenly Wrath Sect, Heavenly Flame Sect, and the Ye Huang's subordinate were all defeated by him.
It was also because of this.
Zhao Yu finally managed to stabilize the somewhat chaotic situation that had lasted for three consecutive hours.
Zhao Yu's continuous victories also allowed people to witness the power of the top Outer Sect Disciples in the true Four Top Sects, and many people cheered because of this.
So much so that Gao Xingchen, who was beside Li Yun, couldn't help but feel a surge of fighting spirit.
"Elder Gu, I'll go next!"
"You?"
Elder Gu smiled indifferently, "Are you sure? You might not be able to defeat Zhao Yu if you go now!"
Gao Xingchen shook his head, his expression resolute, "Whether I can win or not, this disciple also hopes to exchange pointers with a truly evenly matched expert."
"Most importantly, this disciple is genuinely worried that if I don't go now, I might not even have a chance to make a move, and then this trip will be in vain."
Elder Gu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He had to admit that Gao Xingchen made sense. This Welcoming Spring Tea Party was stimulated by the Ye Huang's subordinates, and the rhythm was too fast.
In the past, the sparring would have lasted for at least two or three days, and people who might have had a chance to make a move after two or three days were forced to make a move earlier.
With the appearance of experts at Zhao Yu's level, if Gao Xingchen didn't make a move now, he might really lose the chance to make a move.
"Alright, you decide for yourself!"
"Yes, thank you, Elder Gu!"
Gao Xingchen bowed to Elder Gu and immediately leaped out.
