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Ren Pingsheng said this because he was not afraid of these people at all. It was obvious that the members of the Xuanjian Sect were targeting him. Perhaps they were displeased with his previous attitude, or maybe Elder Xue had instigated them. In any case, it seemed that he could not be on friendly terms with the Xuanjian Sect, so what did it matter if he maintained a good attitude?
"Damn, this guy is really arrogant. He thinks that just because he defeated two Xuanjian Sect disciples, he can act like this. Let me show you the true power of a Xuanjian Sect disciple! Wind and Fire Unfeeling!" Suddenly, another Xuanjian Sect disciple appeared on the Arena, and without wasting any words, he slashed down with his sword.
This time, a howling wind swept through, and flames blotted out the sun. Instantly, the entire Arena was engulfed. Ren Pingsheng was naturally caught in it as well. The wind fueled the fire, and countless pillars of flame spiraled toward him, bringing with them an overwhelming force capable of melting metal in an instant.
"Indeed, he's stronger than the last two!" Ren Pingsheng said softly as he watched the pillars of fire sweeping toward him. He swung his Windscar Sword, and a fierce wind immediately countered the incoming flames. Then he slashed downward with his sword, unleashing a flash of Sword Qi that could not be hindered by the blazing inferno.
"Bang... Ah..." As Ren Pingsheng executed his Wind Thunder Flash at fifty-eight percent power, he immediately reached the Xuanjian Sect disciple's side. Even though the disciple was prepared, in his haste, he could only raise his sword to block. Unfortunately, this attack was incredibly powerful; in his rush, he could not withstand it and let out a scream as he was sent flying.
Once again, there was only one person left on the Arena, with three pools of blood left by the three challengers. They were all Perfected Sect-Level Martial Artists and among the stronger ones, yet they still fell in one move. This made many people wary of Ren Pingsheng's strength.
At this moment, the challengers below were all focused on assessing the strength of those who had been challenged. They analyzed the strength levels from their Duels and then targeted those who appeared relatively weaker and seemed likely to be defeated.
Thus, those who initially stepped onto the stage to challenge mostly failed. They were merely relying on their instincts to choose opponents; aside from a few they recognized, they had no idea how strong their opponents really were. As more challenges occurred, they gradually gauged the general strength of about a hundred martial artists.
At this point, they could no longer hold back and began to select their targets based on their assessments. Some successfully made it onto the Arena while others were rejected. After all, after battling a challenger once, there was a three-match rest period. Not everyone possessed strength like Ren Pingsheng, Xu Chang Kong, or Xuan Wudao.
As for Ren Pingsheng, aside from the disciples of Xuanjian Sect, no other martial artists dared to challenge him due to his overwhelming victories in three consecutive matches. Moreover, his true strength had yet to be revealed. How could they dare to set their sights on him?
However, things were different for the disciples of Xuanjian Sect; perhaps they were acting on orders from others or were simply dissatisfied with Ren Pingsheng's attitude. Thus, challengers continued to come at him until four more Duels had passed. In an instant, Ren Pingsheng had participated in eight Duels and won all eight. He only needed to win two more matches to secure a spot.
The four disciples from Xuanjian Sect who came up for these four Duels were all similarly matched in strength. Each had integrated two types of powers; the one with the highest integration at fifty-eight percent was also dispatched by Ren Pingsheng with a single sword strike. His Wind Thunder Flash achieved victory through speed alone. Even using just fifty-five percent Artistic Conception integration was enough for triumph.
After so many Duels, his Wind and Thunder Realm integration displayed an external fusion level of fifty-eight percent. This caught many people's attention as they speculated about Ren Pingsheng's true capabilities.
"Very well! Since you are so arrogant, let me show you what Xuanxin can do," said a man who stepped forward; unexpectedly, it was the same man who had guided them up the mountain at its foot.
"It's Brother Shi from Xuanxin! I heard he's only one step away from Half-Step Monarch and is about to evolve into Profound Meaning," one disciple from Xuanjian Sect exclaimed excitedly.
"Haha! Let's see if that kid can still be so arrogant now," they thought bitterly about Ren Pingsheng but knew they were no match for him and could only watch helplessly from below.
"Arrogant? Compared to your Xuanjian Sect, I'm far behind," Ren Pingsheng chuckled dismissively and said softly without any special reaction to his opponent stepping forward.
"Enough talk, this is my strongest move. I hope you can take it. Otherwise, you might as well leave your life here today!" Xuanxin said expressionlessly. The aura emanating from him was indeed much stronger than that of the previous few opponents. The Longsword in his hand trembled continuously.
"A Sword Shocking the Mountains!" he shouted angrily, striking down with his sword, causing the entire Void to tremble. An incredibly towering mountain descended with a terrifying Intimidation. The entire Arena was dented slightly, showcasing the formidable power of this move.
"Earth's Profound Meaning? No, it's still lacking a bit. It seems that what was said earlier about him being just a step away from Half-Step Monarch is indeed not false!" Ren Pingsheng stood straight, and even as such a massive mountain fell, it did not bring him any discomfort. He had fought against the true Profound Meaning of a Half-Step Monarch; how could he be fazed by something that hadn't fully transformed yet?
His eyes quietly observed as the mountain was about to crash down. If he didn't dodge or defend, he would surely be crushed into a pulp. At that moment, Ren Pingsheng shook his right hand, and a fierce wind howled as Thunder roared. With one strike, he unleashed sixty-two percent of Wind Thunder Flash.
Initially, he had merged it to six layers at Azure Wind Sword Sect, and during the six months of travel and experience since then, he had made some progress and merged it to sixty-two percent. This strike was like a flash of lightning. The descending mountain suddenly halted and then stood still for a moment before being split in two from the middle.
"Boom..." The majestic mountain created by Artistic Conception was completely shattered, and the Intimidation on the Arena vanished without a trace.
Ren Pingsheng quietly looked at Xuanxin in the distance and did not continue to attack. "Is this your most powerful martial skill? Now it cannot harm me; do you admit defeat yourself, or should I make my move?"
"Hmph, even if you blocked my Sword Technique, so what! You still can't do anything to me?" Xuanxin said with a grim expression. Even for the sake of face, he couldn't admit defeat like this!
"Is that so? Since you won't admit defeat, then I'll make my move and send you down!"
"Hehe, I admire your courage; our strengths are about equal! How can you send me down?"
"Oh, then you can go first. Heavenly Sword Style Third Move, Slash!" Ren Pingsheng smiled lightly, his figure swaying as Windscar Sword flashed; the entire Void trembled. A Sword Qi shot out at an astonishing speed, no slower than the previous Wind Thunder Flash. This was a strike fused with Perfect Sword Momentum; its speed was already extremely fast and further disturbed by the Intimidation of Sword Momentum. In the blink of an eye, it reached Xuanxin.
Xuanxin felt his body halt for a moment before all his Sword Momentum erupted forth, allowing him to break free. However, he didn't realize that a Sword Qi had already rushed toward him at lightning speed and was about to reach him in an instant. Startled, his face changed drastically as he hurriedly sidestepped to retreat. But how could he outrun this sword? He was struck instantly.
"Ah..." He felt a sharp pain in his waist and let out a cry as he tried to stop himself. But how could he control it? He fell powerless outside the Arena, leaving behind a trail of bright red blood in the Void.
"Why bother?" Ren Pingsheng sheathed his sword and stood there shaking his head before looking at the people below, waiting for the last person to take the stage.
After this battle, more people became aware of his strength. Those who were not strong enough merely glanced at him before moving on to challenge others.
As for the other two champions, Xuan Wudao and Xu Chang Kong faced similar situations. At first, some challenged them, but after consecutive challengers lost, others also excluded them from consideration. They only had one chance to challenge and naturally did not want to waste it easily.
The other three Arenas continued to change as battles went on. Most challengers lost their Duels; however, some emerged victorious with joy on their faces as they obtained Xuanjian Ling. As long as they could win ten matches, they would secure their spot.
“Yun Xingzi, Cheng Batian. I didn't expect them to be here as well; I hadn't noticed before.” Ren Pingsheng casually watched the other matches in the Arena and realized that among the hundred participants, there were a few he recognized. Back when they were at the Sword King Tomb, he had fought against them once, so they had some acquaintance.
“Indeed, they are all geniuses; their strength is impressive.” Ren Pingsheng nodded as he looked at the five individuals he encountered at the Sword King Tomb. Although they were all at the Perfect Sect Level, their abilities were astonishing. The integration of their Artistic Conception had reached about sixty percent. Compared to Xuanxin from before, they were indeed stronger by a margin.
However, watching their battles, each match seemed effortless. It was likely that they had considerable hidden strength; below Half-Step Monarch, there would be few opponents for them. Moreover, judging by the Artistic Conception displayed in their battles, it seemed they were not far from reaching Half-Step Monarch.
As the battles gradually came to an end, more than half of the martial artists with Xuanjian Ling had secured their spots. The remaining few either had only a couple of battles left or had lost their Xuanjian Ling and helplessly became spectators.
Yet there were still five to six hundred challengers left. This made the remaining martial artists anxious. Originally, with a hundred martial artists possessing Xuanjian Ling accepting ten challenges each, there would only be a thousand matches in total. Adding those who obtained Xuanjian Ling midway and accepted another ten challenges would only increase that number by one or two hundred matches at most.
Now, there weren't many options left; those slightly weaker had already been targeted and had arranged their battles. The remaining individuals could only set their sights on Ren Pingsheng and his two fellow champions, steeling themselves to challenge them.
“Are you the challenger?” Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and looked at a Perfected Sect-Level Martial Artist in front of him, saying lightly.
“That’s right; I hope for your guidance!” The martial artist said cautiously, filled with wariness towards Ren Pingsheng.
“Make your move! Otherwise, you won’t have another chance.”
“Hmph, arrogant! One Blade Shatters Mountains and Rivers!” A flash of anger crossed the martial artist's face as he slashed downward with his blade. It seemed as if the entire Arena was about to be cleaved in two by the endless sharpness. He was using a fusion of Earth's Realm as support and Golden Realm as the main focus, fully unleashing the power of Golden Realm.
“Good martial skill, but your fusion still needs improvement. This ends here!” Ren Pingsheng's Windscar Sword flashed as he executed a Wind Thunder Flash with fifty percent fusion. The sharpness vanished entirely, leaving only an incredibly fast Sword Qi that struck right before the martial artist's eyes.
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