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Death Grip
After both of them stabilized their stances, their faces turned pale, clearly affected by the backlash force that had caused some injuries.
The hands gripping their swords trembled slightly, and their powerful aura diminished significantly at this moment.
"I didn't expect you, Brother X, to be hiding your strength so deeply. For such a long time, everyone thought you were the weakest among those in the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm, but who would have thought your power was actually this formidable!"
Huang paused briefly before speaking lightly, his gaze shifting to Yan Haoxuan and Yang Yu, which carried a hint of disdain. After all, these two had always been adversaries of Xun Hongyi.
Having been in opposition for so long, it was surprising that they had not grasped Xun Hongyi's true strength, highlighting just how deeply he had concealed it.
"Hehe, Brother Huang is truly amusing. How could my strength compare to yours?" Xun Hongyi smiled with a hint of humility on his face.
"It seems these two Rascals know that continuing to fight would bring no benefit, so they plan to seek a truce!" Xing Chen observed their expressions and instantly understood their intentions; they wanted to cease hostilities.
After all, in the previous battles, those who lost ended up perishing in the Thunder Pool. With so many precedents, it was only natural that they wouldn't risk their lives in a fight.
"Yan Zongzhu, I feel that our strengths are almost equal. Even if we continue competing, it would surely end in a draw. I'm curious how we should handle this situation?"
Xun Hongyi turned his gaze toward Yan Haoxuan and slowly asked.
This question indeed caught Yan Haoxuan off guard. In such circumstances, if he forced the two to determine a winner, wouldn’t that reveal his own guilty conscience?
However, if he allowed them to end the battle like this, he wouldn't achieve his goal either. For a moment, Yan Haoxuan felt quite troubled.
"Yan Zongzhu, in this situation where we are evenly matched, should we both be eliminated together or advance to the next round together?"
Seeing Yan Haoxuan remain silent, Huang's gaze sharpened as he looked at him. Under the pressure from both of them, Yan Haoxuan could no longer stay silent; after all, he had to provide an explanation to these two regardless of the outcome.
"In my opinion, you two might as well use your ultimate moves and have another go. Whoever gains the upper hand in this move will advance to the next round, while the other will naturally be eliminated. If both of you remain evenly matched, then you can both proceed to the next round. What does everyone think?"
Yan Haoxuan raised his head and slowly spoke to the people below.
His last statement was not just directed at Xun Hongyi and Huang, but also aimed at those who had participated in the previous battles. This was where Yan Haoxuan's cleverness lay.
After all, these individuals had fought for their lives to reach this stage, and they would not easily allow Xun Hongyi and Huang to advance without a fight; otherwise, it would seem unfair to those who had struggled so hard before.
With this in mind, several powerful Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm experts below unanimously agreed with Yan Haoxuan's proposal. Xun Hongyi and Huang had no other options; in the face of such overwhelming circumstances, they could only choose to comply.
"Brother X, to avoid casualties, let's not use weapons. Let's fight barehanded; that way, if any accidents occur, we can respond in time."
Huang spoke to Xun Hongyi with a slightly gloomy expression.
"What Brother Huang said is exactly what I think." Xun Hongyi put away the Ice Emperor's Sword, while Huang Tongyang slowly sheathed the Blazing Sun Sword.
"Annihilation Palm!"
After putting away his Divine Weapon, Xun Hongyi suddenly shouted loudly. His hands transformed into countless palm shadows, each accompanied by a thunderous sound, creating an overwhelming force. In an instant, countless palm shadows engulfed the space around Huang.
"Annihilation Palm? Mie Zhenjun's ultimate technique? Xun Hongyi has indeed hidden his strength well; he even learned Mie Zhenjun's Annihilation Palm. However, it seems that this is not the complete Annihilation Palm."
Seeing this scene, Yang Yu below couldn't help but narrow his eyes and thought to himself.
Mie Zhenjun was a formidable figure from a thousand years ago, predating even the era of Thunderfire Deity. His cultivation level was Gaze of Fate; although he hadn't reached the peak, he was close to it.
The Annihilation Palm was one of Mie Zhenjun's ultimate techniques and ranked among Tier Martial Arts. However, what Xun Hongyi used was not the complete Annihilation Palm, so its power only reached Earth-Level.
"Sun God Fist!"
The yellow-eyed figure slightly closed his eyes and then threw a punch forward.
Boom!
With that punch, the force was overwhelming, shaking the Eight Desolations. Even the surrounding space seemed to distort, as if it could not withstand the power of his blow.
In an instant, he unleashed countless punches, each containing unparalleled strength, pushing the Sun God Fist martial arts to its limits.
As he continued to throw punch after punch, the shadows of his palms in the air slowly dissipated, while powerful energy continuously surged from his fists into his body.
On the other side, Xun Hongyi was also feeling the impact, as immense power surged from Huang's punches into his own body.
"It seems like this will end in a draw again," Xing Chen thought to himself as he watched the clash between Huang and Xun Hongyi. Although their battle appeared intense, anyone with a discerning eye could tell it was merely for show; ultimately, they would surely end in a stalemate.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At that moment, a series of loud noises erupted as both figures retreated simultaneously. As expected by Xing Chen, they indeed ended in a draw.
With this, eight individuals had entered the second round of competition: Huang, Xun Hongyi, Xue Hongyu, Xu Shuo, Yang Yu, Dongmen Xinghua, and two others. All other Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm participants had perished in the Thunder Pool except for Yan Haoxuan.
"Everyone, now it's down to the eight of you competing for the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword. There’s no need for further contests; your strengths have been clearly demonstrated. You can proceed directly to claim the sword!" Yan Haoxuan announced.
"The power of the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword has already been witnessed by all. The lightning contained within it can easily kill even a Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm expert if caught off guard. Therefore, obtaining the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword is not so simple."
"However, you all may attempt it since your formidable strengths have already been showcased in the first round. If you can retrieve the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword, then it will be yours."
Yan Haoxuan pointed towards the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword in the Thunder Pool and spoke loudly.
Upon hearing this, Xing Chen instantly realized that they were getting to the main point. It was likely that retrieving the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword would not be as straightforward as it seemed; since Yan Haoxuan was so generous in allowing everyone to try for the sword, he must have some ulterior motive.
“Yan Zongzhu, is this true? As long as we can obtain the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword, it will belong to us?” Xu Shuo asked, his eyes flashing slightly.
The others looked at Yan Haoxuan with questioning gazes, waiting for his response.
“Of course it's true, but I must remind everyone that the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword is quite dangerous. If you approach it recklessly, you will definitely face its autonomous attacks,” Yan Haoxuan nodded and kindly reminded them.
“There’s no need for Yan Zongzhu to worry about that; we have our own ways,” Yang Yu glanced at Yan Haoxuan and sneered.
“Watch me!” At that moment, a strong warrior at the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm suddenly charged into the Thunder Pool, intending to seize the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword.
“Gloves of Power!”
This person shimmered like a great dragon, leaping repeatedly and stirring up whirlwinds. Then, with a loud shout, a pair of gloves appeared on his hands. The gloves were light golden in color, looking exceptionally luxurious with many patterns on them. Once worn, a golden light enveloped his entire body, giving his skin a faint golden hue.
Surrounded by golden Vital Energy, he reached out to grab the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword. A massive golden hand suddenly gripped the sword's hilt, and he exerted force, trying to lift the enormous Purple Extreme Thunder Sword.
The gloves he wore were an Earth-Level treasure that geometrically increased his strength. It was precisely because of this that he dared to attempt lifting the sword, which was hundreds of feet tall, relying solely on brute force!
“Ha—”
With a loud shout, he exerted force, and the Purple Extreme Thunder Sword trembled. However, no matter how hard he tried, it only quivered slightly without any sign of being lifted.
Sizzle!
Just as he was about to apply more force, a massive bolt of lightning struck down suddenly. This tremendous thunder carried an incredibly sharp Sword Qi, capable of cutting through anything and destroying everything.
Ah!
A thunderbolt struck down, and the person didn't even have time to react before his hands were severed by the lightning. The sharp sword energy contained within was so powerful that it could not be blocked even by his Local Treasure, Gloves of Power.
After being struck by the thunder, his entire aura plummeted, and he appeared dispirited. Before he could respond, another bolt of lightning fell from above.
With a 'sizzle,' this person instantly died under the lightning, leaving not even a trace behind.
"Hiss—"
With the death of this Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm individual, a gasp of cold air erupted from below. The Purple Extreme Thunder Sword was truly terrifying; a strong fighter at the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm couldn't withstand even a single bolt of lightning?
"What a terrifying Purple Extreme Thunder Sword. Truly worthy of being a High-Level Divine Weapon..." Xing Chen murmured as he gazed at the massive Purple Extreme Thunder Sword.
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