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"Yin Wuying actually lost, I really didn't expect that. Ren Pingsheng is quite impressive; I didn't see it coming at all," said Xuanji Zi, surprised, standing among the ten geniuses.
"Yeah, but I think this time Ren Pingsheng managed to restrain Yin Wuying. Didn't you notice that awkward pause before Yin Wuying started to falter? That's when everything went downhill," Ouyang Zi pointed out, recognizing the key moment.
"That's right, it did start from that moment. I wonder if it was a mistake. It's a pity he lost; I thought it would be a showdown between him and Zhuge Changtian for first place. Although he lost to Zhuge Changtian in their previous battle, it was clear he wasn't using his full strength," Xiao Zhantian added, though he wasn't optimistic about Ren Pingsheng.
"Looking at it now, if Ren Pingsheng faces Zhuge Changtian in the final, I think his chances are slim!" Mo Nai He also expressed doubt about Ren Pingsheng.
"Haha, it's too early for you to draw conclusions. I actually think Ren Pingsheng has a good chance. Since he has made it this far, he must have some skills," Situ Kong said with a smile. He was somewhat surprised by Ren Pingsheng's strength and decided to support him.
The strong victory of Ren Pingsheng sparked much discussion among the crowd. Many found it hard to accept Yin Wuying's defeat, especially those who had placed bets on him, who were furious. In their minds, it should have been a battle between Yin Wuying and Zhuge Changtian in the end.
Regardless of their thoughts, the match was won by Ren Pingsheng, making him the first to enter the finals.
"Ren Pingsheng, you're amazing! If you can win the last match too, that would be perfect," said Situ Kong, smiling as he looked at Ren Pingsheng, who had returned to his seat.
"Exactly! You've made quite a name for yourself this time! If you can win one more match, you'll be famous all over!" Tang Sheng chimed in with a light laugh.
"It won't be that easy; the final battle is the hardest," Ren Pingsheng said with a helpless shake of his head after sitting down. No one knew just how strong Zhuge Changtian really was; no one had forced him to use his full power yet. It was unclear how much strength he was hiding.
The second match was between Zhuge Changtian and Yin Wuying, but due to some minor injuries sustained by Yin Wuying, the match was postponed for two hours. This allowed everyone a brief rest.
"I wonder how far this match between Yin Wuying and Zhuge Changtian will go; will it force Zhuge Changtian to use all his strength?" With his eyes closed, Ren Pingsheng began to meditate. His Cloud Realm had now merged to about seventy or eighty percent. However, that was from several days ago; he hoped to gain further insights and make another breakthrough.
Now, apart from the top three, the other rankings have been announced. Fourth place is Murong Ming, and fifth place is Tang Sheng. This is the result from yesterday's competition, and everything is set; we are just waiting for the first place to be decided.
There are still two days until the opening of the Ascension Pool. Once the finals here conclude and the Reward is issued, it will basically be time to enter the secret realm. This time, all ten finalists can enter, which excites those talented individuals who have made it through. They are now relaxed and chatting about the upcoming Match.
Time flies, and Yin Wuying's injuries have completely healed. He was not seriously injured, so his recovery was quick. Now he is back to his former self, filled with fighting spirit. He and Zhuge Changtian have been rivals for a long time; he has always wanted to defeat him, and whenever there is a Match against him, he feels inexplicably excited.
In a flash, he arrived at the Arena, his eyes fixed on Zhuge Changtian, seemingly urging him to speed up.
This Match is also very important; if Yin Wuying can win, he will still have a slim chance. If he loses, he will only be able to withdraw from the competition for first place.
"I will give it my all this time, so you better be careful," Yin Wuying said calmly.
"No matter what, you won't be my opponent. You should be careful instead!" Zhuge Changtian replied with a light laugh while shaking his feather fan. He seemed unconcerned about the Match.
"That's best; otherwise, defeating you would be meaningless." He said expressionlessly as his aura began to rise. In an instant, his entire being transformed into an illusion, and countless Sword Qi surged forward.
"That won't work on me. Blazing Sun Like a Prison," Zhuge Changtian said softly. With a flick of his fan, countless rays of sunlight condensed into swords that fell like raindrops, covering the entire Arena with continuous rumbling sounds.
Yin Wuying's illusions were shattered one by one. However, he vanished in a flash. At that moment, a terrifying Sword Qi slashed out from Zhuge Changtian's shadow and closed in on him instantly.
"Bang bang..." The Sword Qi collided with his Surroundings' Light Barrier repeatedly, shattering it in just three breaths. Unfortunately, Zhuge Changtian had already retreated to a distance.
However, as he retreated, another Sword Qi followed closely behind. Just now, Yin Wuying's Clone Slash created two Sword Qis coming from both directions. This one was also fast; by the time Zhuge Changtian landed, it was already right in front of him.
Zhuge Changtian did not slack off either. He waved his feather fan twice, and several rays of sunlight shot out like swords in an instant. They intercepted the Sword Qi, which then dissipated simultaneously.
On this side, Yin Wuying took advantage of Zhuge Changtian's retreat, sending countless phantoms rushing forward behind him. Just as he shattered the Sword Qi, these phantoms closed in, unleashing numerous Sword Qi, some strong and some weak. Among them were five figures moving with astonishing speed, wielding Longswords raised high, descending to strike. Their momentum was terrifying, all at the level of Half-Step Monarch.
Unbeknownst to him, Yin Wuying had already activated the Secret Technique of All-Encompassing Phenomenon. If these five figures got close, their terrifying power would be nearly impossible to withstand.
“Solar Break!” Zhuge Changtian recognized the danger. With a swift wave of his feather fan, countless rays of sunlight coalesced into a thick beam of light that shot forth, targeting the five descending figures.
“Boom…” Although his speed was fast, the five figures were not slow either. When they collided with everything in their path, they were still not far from him. The sound of the impact and the terrifying shockwave affected him as well, sending him flying back seven or eight yards before he steadied himself.
As he retreated, Yin Wuying also vanished simultaneously. Just as he regained his balance, a Sword Qi came slicing toward him. Zhuge Changtian hurriedly blocked it but was pushed back another three or four yards. He felt a tightness in his chest; the previous impact had taken its toll on him.
“Very well, Solar Burial!” Zhuge Changtian's expression hardened as he rapidly waved his feather fan. Countless rays of sunlight rippled like waves, creating an overwhelming heat that distorted the very fabric of the Void. The sunlight in the entire Void pressed forward like a wall, leaving no room for retreat or evasion.
Even more frightening was its incredible speed; just as there was movement here, it was already upon him there. Sunlight is omnipresent, and its speed is more terrifying than Thunder.
Yin Wuying felt a blur before his eyes, as if he had fallen into a river, being battered by countless waves. This sensation was unbearable; his entire body felt like it was being scorched in fierce flames, causing excruciating pain.
“Ah… get away from me!” he roared, his aura surging like a tide in all directions. The powerful momentum caused the surrounding waves to stall momentarily. Seizing this opportunity, he managed to escape.
Unfortunately, before he could land on the ground, he was swept away by the rippling sunlight and sent flying out. Even worse, this sunlight temporarily restrained his movements. Though it lasted only a brief moment, it cost him his final chance.
In the end, he fell outside the Arena, losing this important Match.
“Sun's Essence, Light's Realm. This Zhuge Changtian is truly impressive; both of these are rare and incredibly powerful,” Tang Sheng murmured.
“Indeed, otherwise how could he become one of the Monsters representing the Heavenly Martial Academy? I just wonder if this is all he’s capable of,” Ren Pingsheng said with a hint of resignation.
“It’s hard to see through him. Tomorrow is your Match against him. You need to be careful, especially with his final move; there’s no escaping it. I think the only way to deal with it is to cut through it with strength,” Situ Kong said, narrowing his eyes.
“I think the same, but without experiencing it firsthand, I can’t be sure if my strength can break through it. We’ll just have to wait until tomorrow.”
Zhuge Changtian’s victory seemed to be expected by many, so there was not much surprise, just continuous cheers. His supporters were extremely excited, and those who made a profit from this Match were also very pleased.
“Very well, tomorrow will be the final Match of this Rising Dragon Conference. The last champion will be decided then. I hope you all give it your all and do not slack off. After tomorrow’s Match, the Rising Dragon Conference will be rewritten.”
Night Sky Bright said a few simple words before leaving. The others also exited, gathering in small groups to excitedly discuss who would take first place tomorrow.
“Haha, do we even need to say? It’s obviously Zhuge Changtian. You’ve seen his strength. I’m betting on him; I’m sure I’ll make a small profit this time,” someone couldn’t help but say.
“Exactly, Zhuge Changtian’s strength is definitely the strongest. That Ren Pingsheng, while not bad, still falls short. He seems lacking in depth and accumulation; it’s better not to choose him.”
Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng merely smiled faintly and said nothing. Tomorrow would be the final battle; only after competing would they know who would win or lose. For now, it was just discussion and nothing more.
“The final battle? Then let’s fight well!”
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