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On the first day of the Round Robin, the strongest martial artists in each group easily scored three points. This included the Top Ten Experts and the Three Dark Horses, who all won without any doubt. The Three Dark Horses were also placed in groups with the Top Ten Experts, but it seemed they did not engage immediately and interestingly avoided confrontation. It appeared they were preparing to face off at the end.
Of course, the most intense competition was in Group Ten, where even the Half-Step Monarch faced defeat. Ren Pingsheng and Xuanji Zi both scored three points, while Li Daosheng and Gu Huang each earned two points. Group Ten became the most watched group of the entire Rising Dragon Conference that day.
When the Duel concluded, most of the audience was still engrossed in it. The names of Ren Pingsheng and Gu Huang spread throughout Jizhou City, becoming known to many. Initially not well-known in the gambling houses, these two quickly became popular figures in the eyes of many gamblers.
As expected, Bai Xiaomen once again sold new information. A new Dark Horse emerged, bringing the total to Four Dark Horses. Ren Pingsheng became the number one Dark Horse, which further amplified his reputation and made him a topic of conversation.
"Ren Pingsheng, your current fame is no less than that of our Top Ten Experts," Sikong Zhan said while drinking, somewhat nostalgically.
"Fame is just that; it’s of little use. As long as you keep winning, fame will eventually come. The key is to avoid losing; once you lose, even the most renowned Top Ten Experts can be forgotten," Ren Pingsheng replied nonchalantly.
"Haha, what you say makes sense. To maintain fame, one must keep winning. Tomorrow's Match will likely be even more intense."
"Naturally, the Sixth Round Elimination Round only has three days. The next two days will definitely become more lively as various experts start to clash."
"Yes, there are many formidable individuals at this Rising Dragon Conference; I just wonder how it will all turn out in the end," Situ Kong said lightly, his face full of anticipation.
"The Three Dark Horses are probably not simple either; fortunately, you are not grouped with them. Tomorrow could see a clash between the Top Ten Experts and them. Whether that is good or bad remains uncertain," Ren Pingsheng remarked somewhat intentionally.
"Haha, I suppose all Four Dark Horses are formidable; how could you be any worse?" he retorted before lowering his head to drink again.
A day passed quickly, and the second day's Round Robin officially began. As Ren Pingsheng had anticipated, various experts started to test their skills against each other.
The first Match that attracted everyone's attention was between Murong Ming from the Yuzhou Murong Clan and Ying Yitian from the Zhi Prefecture Heavenly Martial Academy. This was also the first encounter between a Top Ten Expert and a Dark Horse, eagerly awaited by many spectators and contestants at the Rising Dragon Conference who wanted to see how strong the Four Dark Horses truly were.
"Indeed terrifying; this Ying Yitian is also a Half-Step Monarch," many gasped as they saw Ying Yitian's imposing aura after he took to the stage. He was the second Half-Step Monarch to emerge aside from Gu Huang from Group Ten.
Ying Yitian had a slender face and long hair cascading over his shoulders; he appeared expressionless but struck with ruthless precision. He had comprehended the Golden Principle and wielded a Longsword that radiated a chilling sharpness. Murong Ming remained shrouded in a black robe, occasionally revealing a somewhat pale face.
No matter how fierce Ying Yitian's attacks were, Murong Ming effortlessly countered them. His hands seemed to possess endless mysteries; every movement exuded an indescribable charm yet consistently blocked Ying Yitian's piercing attacks powered by the Golden Principle.
"What kind of martial arts and Profound Meaning does Murong Ming employ? I can't discern anything at all; it's truly strange," Ren Pingsheng observed intently but found himself at a loss.
Not only he, but others were also in a similar situation, completely at a loss. However, it was evident that this martial skill and the Profound Meaning were quite impressive; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to repeatedly block an attack from a Half-Step Monarch who had comprehended more than Four Parts of the Profound Meaning.
In the end, Murong Tian waved his hands continuously, and countless Black Magic Energy enveloped the entire Arena. Then came a deafening roar. Before anyone could figure out what had happened, a figure flew out and landed outside the Arena.
This person was Ying Yitian. His face was pale, a piece of his shirt was torn, revealing a thumb-sized wound from which blood flowed continuously. When he looked towards the Arena, his eyes were filled with fear. He then turned and returned to his seat; this time, he had lost the Match.
"The cultivation of the Demonic Path is indeed terrifying. It seems something must have happened inside just now; he must have been afraid of exposing his cultivation!" Ren Pingsheng stroked his chin thoughtfully. His eyes were fixed on the still dissipating Demonic Energy, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Oh no, I've lost everything! Ying Yitian actually lost." Someone in the Audience Seats cried out with a mournful face. "I didn't expect this genius from the Heavenly Martial Academy, one of the Four Dark Horses, to be so useless."
"It’s not that he’s useless; it’s that his opponent is too strong. After all, a Dark Horse is still just a Dark Horse, and there will be quite a gap compared to the Top Ten Experts. I told you to choose the Top Ten Experts. Even if you earn less, at least you won't lose!" An audience member said gleefully.
After this Match, the atmosphere in Tianwu Square was lively for a while, and then other people's Matches proceeded steadily without chaos, with everyone having at least three matches each day. There were exactly nine matches over three days.
"Hehe, interesting! Just now there was a match between the Top Ten Experts and the Four Dark Horses, and now another one has come up. There's more good drama to watch." Half an hour later, another eye-catching Match began.
On the sixth Arena, Ouyang Zi and Zhou Luofeng stood facing each other. Ouyang Zi was a monster from the Yunzhou Ouyang Family, one of the Top Ten Experts. Little information was known about Zhou Luofeng, and no one knew which faction he belonged to or how strong he was. He was listed as one of the Four Dark Horses.
Having just concluded a match between a member of the Top Ten Experts and one of the Four Dark Horses, another match began. Just previously, one of the Four Dark Horses, Ying Yitian, had lost; it remained to be seen who would win or lose in this match.
"Another Half-Step Monarch! This is already the third one aside from the Top Ten Experts. These people are really hiding their strength!" The aura emanating from Zhou Luofeng was not any weaker than that of Ouyang Zi. The two faced off against each other, neither able to suppress the other.
"Very well, your strength is impressive. You can indeed give me a good fight," said Zhou Luofeng calmly.
"The Four Dark Horses are indeed not simple. It seems that if I want to win today, I’ll have to show some real skills," said Ouyang Zi, still dressed in scholarly attire with a light smile.
"Then let’s stop talking nonsense. Let’s fight!" He snorted lightly, and his aura surged once again, along with his fighting spirit lingering in the air above the Arena. Flowers and trees around him constantly changed, creating an atmosphere of greenery. On the side of Ouyang Zi, an azure wind surrounded him, making him appear even more graceful and carefree.
"The Wood's Profound Meaning and the essence of wind; this is indeed an opportunity." Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes, feeling somewhat moved. He had also comprehended the Wood's Profound Meaning, but had been stuck at three parts for a long time; breaking through to four parts wasn’t something that could be accomplished in such a short time.
Now that this Zhou Luofeng had also comprehended the Wood's Profound Meaning, he would at least not be below four parts. Perhaps he could gain some insights from it and successfully break through again in his understanding of the Profound Meaning. With this thought in mind, he became less concerned about the match itself and focused solely on comprehending the insights from the Wood's Profound Meaning.
Under everyone's expectant or worried gazes, their match finally began. One moved like a raging wind sweeping across the arena while the other stood firm like an ancient tree with deep roots.
Ouyang Zi launched an attack like raindrops falling incessantly; his figure was relentless. Meanwhile, Zhou Luofeng defended steadfastly like a rock, unmoved by even the fiercest storm. His longsword formed an impenetrable defense against wave after wave of attacks.
In the Arena, swords clashed, and sparks flew continuously. The audience in the Audience Seats shouted in excitement. They could tell that the fight was intense, but they couldn't grasp the details. Only those with strong abilities, at least at the Perfect Sect Level, could see everything clearly.
"Receive my sword, Wind's Burial!" After five minutes of combat, the two were still evenly matched. Ouyang Zi paused for a moment, his Longsword spinning as a blue Sword Qi, infused with five parts of Wind's Essence, sliced through the Void and flashed right in front of him.
"Azure Wood Guardian!" Zhou Luofeng remained still as his Longsword danced, creating flickering green lights that formed a green Light Barrier, instantly blocking the blue Sword Qi outside.
"Boom..." The two forces collided repeatedly, producing a deafening roar that stirred up a haze in the Arena. The situation inside remained unclear.
When the dust settled, Zhou Luofeng was still protected by the Light Barrier. Ouyang Zi's attack had surprisingly failed to break through his defense. This left many astonished; they hadn't expected his defensive Sword Technique to be so formidable.
"Too bad you couldn't break my defense. Now receive my move, Wood Emperor Descends!" Zhou Luofeng chuckled as an illusory figure appeared behind him and then merged into his body. His aura suddenly doubled in strength.
"Slash!" Before anyone could react, he roared and slashed diagonally with his sword. A powerful momentum surged forth like a true tempest, and the Sword Qi swept across.
Ouyang Zi's face changed dramatically; his opponent's strength had suddenly doubled, which completely caught him off guard. Faced with the terrifying Sword Qi rushing toward him, he didn't dare to be careless. He crossed his Longsword and summoned his True Qi, unleashing all his power without holding back.
"Boom..." This time, the roar was even more terrifying. The Light Barriers in the Arena lit up one after another, shining brightly to block the intense waves of energy. Otherwise, this strike would have likely left dozens of Pits on the ground.
"Cough cough... Alright, this round goes to you." Ouyang Zi slowly walked out while clutching his chest; he had sustained serious injuries and blood flowed everywhere.
At this moment, Zhou Luofeng's aura also gradually weakened. It seemed that the recent Sword Technique and Secret Technique had temporarily forced a doubling of his strength, but it likely wouldn't last long.
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