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The match was won by Ren Pingsheng, which surprised some people. They had expected Murong Ming to win. After all, Murong Ming's strength was well-known, and he had easily dealt with even the toughest opponents. However, this time he lost to Ren Pingsheng.
At that moment, they realized that Ren Pingsheng, the leader of the Four Dark Horses, had made it this far and had secured a spot in the top three. This left them astonished and gave them a new perspective on Ren Pingsheng. Some even believed that Ren Pingsheng had a chance to take first place.
Soon after, Ren Pingsheng became a popular choice in the betting houses. Although he still lagged behind Zhuge Changtian and Yin Wuying, he was doing quite well and had garnered a lot of support.
Murong Ming silently returned to his seat, and Ren Pingsheng did the same. He was still contemplating the match, and the aura of Demonic Path had long since vanished, leaving him with only True Essence. He appeared somewhat weak.
The difficulty of his victory in this match was not only due to Murong Ming's terrifying strength but also because his understanding of Profound Meaning was too low. The power of his Artistic Conception fusion was not inferior to the Profound Meaning of others.
However, when faced with a freak like Murong Ming, once the external power of his Artistic Conception was neutralized, it could not compete with Profound Meaning internally and was naturally resolved easily. If his understanding of Profound Meaning were on par with Murong Ming's, even if he could neutralize it, it would require considerable effort, preventing him from being so passive.
"It seems I need to quickly improve my understanding of Profound Meaning; otherwise, I will be at a disadvantage when encountering formidable opponents in the future," Ren Pingsheng murmured to himself.
The next match was between Yin Wuying and Tang Sheng. There was no need to mention Yin Wuying's strength; Tang Sheng was also quite capable, making their match intense and thrilling for many spectators. They were particularly excited because they had missed much of the previous battle between Ren Pingsheng and Murong Ming due to Demonic Energy obscuring their view.
Tang Sheng's Cloud's Profound Meaning manifested as Cloud Mist, spreading into Countless Threads that filled the entire arena. The white threads acted like sharp swords, directly entangling Yin Wuying. If they tightened their grip, he would likely be cut into pieces.
Yin Wuying was no pushover either; as those threads wrapped around him, he twisted his body and vanished like smoke. Only a few drops of crimson blood remained where he had stood, indicating that even with his quick reflexes, he had sustained an injury.
Yin Wuying's figure disappeared from the arena—a situation not unfamiliar to them. With a wave of his hand, Tang Sheng created a net of countless threads that enveloped his own shadow.
At that moment, a Sword Light flashed by, splitting the net in two. Yin Wuying then darted out from the shadows, instantly filling the arena with his presence as he attacked Tang Sheng from all directions. True Essence surged as Sword Qi crisscrossed.
Tang Sheng transformed clouds into threads like thousands of sharp swords descending upon him; the arena echoed with continuous thunderous sounds as more than half of Yin Wuying's illusions vanished. Unfortunately, some still approached him closely.
"All-Encompassing Phenomenon!" Yin Wuying called softly as five figures emerged from the mountains and charged toward Tang Sheng with five Sword Qis carrying terrifying momentum. This forced Tang Sheng into a defensive position as Cloud's Profound Meaning surrounded him. However, under the assault of five Half-Step Monarchs, it trembled violently.
"Slash!" Yin Wuying suddenly appeared; with a point of his longsword, True Essence poured down. The Cloud Mist shattered, and Tang Sheng inside could not evade in time—he received a deep wound across his chest from a single strike.
He took a step back and then another; Yin Wuying moved like a shadow and pursued relentlessly. Tang Sheng found himself retreating to the edge of the arena, putting him in a precarious situation.
"Burial of Clouds!" Tang Sheng shouted lightly as Cloud Mist spread again to envelop the arena. The center erupted with roaring sounds accompanied by sharp whistling noises—similar to Ren Pingsheng's Wind and Cloud One Sword—except that within it were threads formed from Cloud's Profound Meaning continuously weaving through to attack.
"Boom!" Yin Wuying shouted angrily, and the five avatars of Half-Step Monarch suddenly flashed and all rushed towards him. Then, with a 'bang', they exploded. The intense shockwave instantly scattered most of the Cloud Mist. Tang Sheng, caught off guard, was also severely injured.
The fact that these phantoms could self-destruct was truly unprecedented. However, even though the five Half-Step Monarch phantoms were somewhat weaker than a real Half-Step Monarch, their self-explosion power was still terrifying.
In the end, Tang Sheng lost the match. Although it was a sudden defeat, in such a situation, anyone else would also be caught off guard and seriously injured.
Thus, the contenders for the top three emerged: Zhuge Changtian, Yin Wuying, and Ren Pingsheng. They would compete for the final first place.
After a night of silence, the fourth day of the finals was even more lively. Everyone was looking forward to the final result to see who could claim the top spot.
The final match was a round-robin format, with the three drawing lots to determine their opponents. The one who could defeat the other two would be crowned champion. The final match order turned out to be Ren Pingsheng versus Yin Wuying, Zhuge Changtian versus Yin Wuying, and then Ren Pingsheng versus Zhuge Changtian.
"I didn't expect to encounter him; I wonder if I can handle it," Ren Pingsheng thought as he looked at Yin Wuying on the arena. Yesterday's match had made him aware that Yin Wuying had a phantom self-sacrifice technique, so he was naturally considering how to respond.
"Wind and Cloud One Sword, slash!" The match officially began, and Ren Pingsheng did not hesitate at all. The Windscar Sword was drawn in an instant, with Cloud Mist enveloping the area and Wind Blades howling. This would temporarily trap Yin Wuying and prevent him from getting close.
Within the Cloud Mist, Wind Blades continuously collided with Yin Wuying. His figure flickered and surprisingly reached near Ren Pingsheng; even the restraints of the Cloud Realm had minimal effect on him—only the attacks from Wind Blades distracted him.
"Ding ding..." As Yin Wuying closed in, sword shadows flickered around him; numerous Phantom Bodies appeared throughout the Cloud Mist. Even though some were dispersed by Wind Blades, many more emerged. Ren Pingsheng wielded his Windscar Sword rapidly to block the relentless attacks.
"Scatter!" Seeing Yin Wuying's expression change as five phantoms flashed before him, his face shifted as well. This situation was all too familiar; it was clearly his All-Encompassing Phenomenon technique at work—these five phantoms possessed Half-Step Monarch strength.
Immediately, he shifted his form; six Phantom Bodies spread out to either side while his true self stealthily retreated to a distance. The five phantoms of Yin Wuying only managed to disperse one Phantom Body that had only a third of Ren Pingsheng's strength.
"Wind Thunder Flash, slash!" From afar, Ren Pingsheng swung his Windscar Sword, sending a Sword Qi slicing toward Yin Wuying at lightning speed.
"Boom..." However, this terrifyingly fast Sword Qi struck nothing but air; Yin Wuying had vanished without a trace. The entire arena was left with only Ren Pingsheng standing alone.
"Shadow's Essence? Let's see if you can hide without revealing yourself." He glanced at a shadow nearby; blood-colored energy surged from his Windscar Sword and enveloped his own shadow.
The blood-colored Sword Qi fell, causing ripples in the shadow. Although it quickly calmed down again, it still informed Ren Pingsheng that it was effective. The Blood Realm still affected him; even if he hid in shadows, he couldn't escape its influence. In that case, his attacks would be impacted.
"Clone Slash!" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from within the shadow as a Sword Qi flashed and struck Ren Pingsheng. Strangely enough, another figure appeared in the distance with another Sword Qi flashing toward him as well—its power terrifying enough to tear through the Void.
However, Ren Pingsheng was well-prepared. When the Sword Qi struck him, a Light Barrier composed of the three Artistic Conceptions of Wind, Cloud, and Thunder appeared. It shook violently a few times before blocking two Sword Qis.
"Explode!" At that moment, Yin Wuying's phantoms filled the Arena again. The power of the Sword Qi might not be great, but it fell like raindrops, continuous and relentless. Five phantoms flashed in, and True Essence began to stir; this was a sign of an impending explosion.
"I knew you had this move! Divide!" Ren Pingsheng smiled, and six Phantom Bodies appeared again, while he himself had already moved to a distant location. Yin Wuying only had five phantoms; one phantom targeted a Phantom Body, leaving one behind. However, Ren Pingsheng's true body had arrived here, and only the five Phantom Bodies were shattered by the explosion.
"It really works against you; with this, I have nothing to worry about. This Match is as good as won," he said with a light smile, full of confidence.
"Wind Thunder Cloud Explosion!" Without waiting for Yin Wuying to attack, Ren Pingsheng took the initiative to strike. This time, Cloud Mist obscured vision, fierce winds howled, and Thunder Light roared. In an instant, it dispersed his phantoms. On Yin Wuying's side, Sword Light danced to block repeated attacks. Then his figure began to fade away.
"Where do you think you're going! Blood Fiend Four Kills!" he shouted lightly, and blood-red Sword Qi flashed to cover half of the Arena. The Blood Realm spread out. Although this Sword Technique would be most powerful when combined with Demonic Essence, what Ren Pingsheng wanted was the Blood Realm, so it didn't matter. Yin Wuying's fading figure was affected and slowed down slightly.
"Heavenly Sword Style, Slash!" Such an opportunity was fleeting; Ren Pingsheng would not let it slip away. The white Sword Qi flashed by like lightning and struck the momentarily stunned Yin Wuying, directly knocking him out of that Movement Technique.
He was immediately engulfed by fierce winds and Thunder Light; escaping now would be difficult. Within the Cloud Mist were the continuous sounds of battle. It was evident that once his peculiar Movement Technique was interrupted, finding another opportunity to execute it would be challenging. It was like some Secret Techniques that could not be performed continuously.
"Clone Slash, Break!" Yin Wuying roared from within the Cloud Mist as two Sword Qis broke through the Cloud Mist, fierce winds, and thunderous sounds, directly charging out.
"Wind and Cloud One Sword, it's over." Ren Pingsheng seemed to have anticipated his escape; this strike was different from the previous ones. Merging into seventy or eighty percent of the Cloud Realm, its power was no weaker than five points of Profound Meaning and once again enveloped Yin Wuying.
In a rush, Yin Wuying could only block with his sword horizontally. Then he found himself entangled in Cloud Mist. He was struck by several Wind Blades and sent flying out, leaving behind a trail of blood before landing outside the Arena.
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