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The battle was won decisively. From the perspective of the arena, the two competitors were not on the same level. Qi Renfu was in a passive position from the start until his defeat; if it weren't for his injuries, he wouldn't have been forced into a situation where he couldn't fight back. Even so, most cultivators believed that Qi Renfu had only made it to the top eight thanks to a lucky draw.
After the two matches concluded, the gamblers dispersed in a rush. Xu Feng's match had not provided them with any profit, as the outcome was clear-cut. The gamblers were more focused on the two matches scheduled for the afternoon, seemingly arranged deliberately by Wuhua Island, featuring Hua Du and Chen Ming from Wuhua Island against Huang Chang and Cai Shujun from New Moon Sect.
Hua Du was the most popular contestant and a top contender for the championship. Based on previous performances, he demonstrated exceptional combat strength and was indeed a strong candidate for victory.
Chen Ming, also from Wuhua Island, was riding high on momentum. He had not faced any challenging opponents thus far and breezed through with minimal effort. In Wuhua Island's internal rankings, he was second only to Hua Du.
Cai Shujun was undoubtedly the highlight of this competition but was far from being just a pretty face. Always low-key, she had not unleashed more than ten strikes in several rounds of competition. Each of her strikes seemed tailor-made for her opponents; she would hit just enough to win by a narrow margin. If her opponent was strong enough, she would follow up with another strike. In her last match, she had only executed half a move before her opponent conceded defeat automatically. If anyone could challenge Hua Du in this tournament, it would be her.
Huang Chang had presented herself to the public as an impulsive and aggressive figure since entering Wuhua Island. She exuded confidence and employed ruthless tactics, which could potentially make her an unexpected dark horse in the competition.
This event was a private gathering between Wuhua Island and New Moon Sect. If New Moon Sect emerged victorious, it would alter the longstanding dynamics of Liuxiang Xian Dao. While New Moon Sect might still lag behind Wuhua Island in terms of foundational strength, their rise was undeniable.
If Wuhua Island suffered two defeats, it would inevitably lead their sect's development into a downturn.
The autumn sky was clear and bright.
The autumn wind blew away a yellow leaf from a tree and brought forth a referee from Wuhua Island.
"Wuhua Island's Hua Du versus New Moon Sect's Huang Chang."
Hua Du stood tall and handsome on stage, exuding an impressive aura that immediately captivated two female disciples in the audience. The cheers from the female disciples of Wuhua Island were incessant, while many male disciples appeared dejected.
He was both an idol and a powerful cultivator.
Hua Du smiled lightly and said, "Junior Sister Huang..."
"I don't know you," Impulsive Sister Huang Chang replied coldly. "I'm not your junior sister; if you have something to say, defeat me first... Even if you do defeat me, there won't be anything good about it."
The men in the audience cheered loudly while women shot her resentful glances, thinking, "What are you trying to show off?"
In the main viewing area, Chu Wushang looked innocently at Hua Guinian and remarked, "New Moon Sect lacks discipline; it's quite rude."
Hua Guinian chuckled and replied, "It's fine... She's not entirely wrong." Chu Wushang felt embarrassed once again.
Having witnessed Huang Chang's ferocity at Fairy Market, Hua Du remained unfazed and said politely, "Wuhua Island's Hua Du seeks guidance from my fellow Daoist." His tone was courteous without any hint of home-field arrogance.
"Well, okay." The Impulsive Sister surprisingly took a polite remark seriously and unabashedly expressed her willingness to offer guidance.
The disciples watching from below were stunned by Huang Chang's response. Chu Wushang felt an impulse to find an excuse to avoid the situation.
Just as everyone was waiting to see how Hua Du would respond, Impulsive Sister Huang Chang suddenly leaped out and thrust her sword forward. This strike, combined with her "thunderous words," hit the crowd's mental blank spot like a bolt of lightning on a clear day, so fast that even the referee didn't react in time.
The flash of the sword reached Hua Du's chest in an instant. Hua Du couldn't dodge in time and was solidly pierced by Huang Chang, the force of the sword not diminishing as it pushed Hua Du back nearly two meters before coming to a stop.
The entire venue fell silent.
Hua Du had been defeated by a single strike! How could this be possible? Among the many gazes, only the Seven Great Heads in the main viewing area remained composed and unfazed.
Hua Du stood there unharmed, showing no signs of injury. Huang Chang's sword was still resting against his chest, but at that moment, another shining sword appeared between him and her blade.
It turned out that in that split second, Hua Du, unable to move quickly enough, relied on his powerful spiritual energy to retreat with the momentum of the sword, almost brushing against the tip of the blade while moving back two meters. This effectively slowed down Huang Chang's attack, and at the last moment, he managed to deflect her advance with his own strike.
"Not bad; it seems your fundamentals don't need teaching." Huang Chang sheathed her sword and stepped back, saying, "Next, I'll teach you how to cut down a wolf's hand." This reckless Impulsive Sister continued to boast.
Huang Chang struck again, targeting Hua Du's right wrist with fierce intent as if she intended to sever his hand. This strike was neither hurried nor slow; it was the fifth sword of Yi Seven Swords, "Indifferent to Gain or Loss," which had previously brought down Kong Rinjia from Wuhua Island.
With a focused mind, Hua Du drew his long sword in several arcs, neutralizing Huang Chang's sword intent layer by layer, using the same technique that Kong Rinjia had employed: "Flower Writing Round and Missing."
The same technique yielded different results when executed by different individuals.
Surprisingly, Huang Chang's attack couldn't penetrate even an inch. As Hua Du countered her move, he created an opening that allowed a beam of light from his sword to flow through and strike her left shoulder.
Though this strike lacked great force, it was enough to send Huang Chang flying back. She stumbled back seven or eight steps, feeling a sharp pain in her left shoulder.
Like with Ma Buyi, Hua Du did not hold back too much.
Now lacking his previous composure, Hua Du stated coldly, "Wherever you want to cut, I will help you cut."
A flush crept onto Huang Chang's face, but she did not take it kindly. "Then let me teach you how to cut legs." She leaped into the air; her long sword waved through the air and conjured two pairs of wings made up of thousands of light swords that lifted her high into the sky. The wings fluttered slightly as she flew above Hua Du, her beautiful eyes cold as she aimed a ruthless strike downward.
"Ascend to the Mortal Realm!" This was the sixth sword of Yi Seven Swords.
Cai Shujun's eyes lit up; she couldn't help but nod and smile. She hadn't expected that Huang Chang had grasped the intent of the sixth sword. Stuck at this level for three years before coming to Wuhua Island, she had not broken through until now; it seemed that this recent competition had allowed her to overcome this hurdle.
Chu Wushang was beaming with joy. Huang Chang from the Fifth Sword had already secured the top position in the sect, and this time he had broken through to the Sixth Sword, closing in on Cai Shujun. The tides were turning, and it seemed that this year the New Moon Sect was truly on the rise.
Hua Guinian was unfamiliar with Yi Seven Swords, but he could see the power of Huang Chang's sword and couldn't help but nod slightly, saying, "The disciples of New Moon are indeed impressive. This sword is enough to establish a reputation in Liuxiang Xian Dao."
Upon hearing Hua Guinian's words, Chu Wushang, who had been in a good mood, felt a chill wash over him. The implication was clear: although this sword was formidable, it still couldn't harm their Hua Du.
The crowd below watched as Huang Chang unleashed his giant wings; with one strike, it was as if the Milky Way had fallen from the sky. They couldn't help but feel anxious for Hua Du, and some female cultivators closed their beautiful eyes, unwilling to witness their handsome idol getting hurt.
Hua Du looked at the descending Thunderous Sword, his face glowing with excitement. Only such a sword force could ignite his bloodline and awaken the battle intent deep within him.
However, soon after, the fierce battle intent faded away, replaced by a sense of sorrowful separation. His bright eyes were tinged with a hint of lifelessness, like a grim reaper patrolling the night.
Hua Du swung his long sword repeatedly, and an aura of chilling death spread out.
The eighth sword of Falling Petals Nine Swords: Azure Sky and Yellow Springs!
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