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At that moment, another person stepped onto the stage, a young nobleman dressed in a brocade robe, holding an iron fan. However, within less than a round, he was knocked down by Cui Lin, spitting blood as he left the stage in defeat.
Thus, several minor characters came up one after another, only to be defeated by Cui Lin. This Earth Level Five hero from Cloud County was indeed not just a name.
However, after consecutively challenging more than ten novices, Cui Lin's breath became erratic, clearly showing signs of exhaustion. His speed and angle of attack had significantly decreased, and defeat was not far off.
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The scene became somewhat chaotic as many had already noticed the signs of Cui Lin's insufficient True Qi. More than ten people stepped onto the stage together, seemingly wanting to seize the title of champion while Cui Lin was at a disadvantage.
"Everyone, don't rush; come one at a time!"
Finally, Yuwen Shang spoke again, standing there with his Blade raised. He had already cultivated to Earth Level Eight and was considered quite a skilled fighter in the entire Yan Kingdom. What made Yuwen Shang particularly valuable was not only his formidable strength but also his excellence as a military leader, which was why he was highly regarded by King Yan.
With Yuwen Shang speaking, the noisy crowd quickly fell into order. After some discussion, a burly man holding a Tiger Head Broadsword walked onto the stage and smiled at Cui Lin with cupped fists: "I am from Liaodong County, my surname is Lin. I am the Third Brother in my family; you can call me Lin Saner. I am a blacksmith and learned some simple combat skills from a master in my youth. Please teach me!"
Cui Lin looked at Lin San with increasing disdain and laughed: "A brute like you who can't even read dares to participate in the Sword Seizing Tournament? Even if you win, can you wield the Lingxi Sword? With your status, do you deserve Princess Yan Yao?"
Lin San laughed heartily and patted his chest loudly: "What does it matter? If I can defeat you on stage, that's enough!"
"Arrogant!"
Cui Lin's eyes flashed with fury as he suddenly drew his sword. The blade struck like a venomous snake aiming for Lin San's abdomen. However, with a clang sound, Lin San's external True Qi surprisingly repelled Cui Lin's Blade!
"How could this be?"
Cui Lin inwardly cursed but it was already too late; underestimating the opponent led to disastrous defeat. In the next moment, Lin San's powerful palm struck fiercely against Cui Lin's abdomen. A sound of bones cracking echoed as Cui Lin spat out blood and fell from the stage like a broken kite, rolling down the stone steps and already lifeless!
The entire venue was shocked; another life had been lost. In the struggle for supremacy in this Sword Seizing Tournament, blood was destined to be spilled here. Ultimately, only one person would emerge victorious—this person would become the owner of the Lingxi Sword, the husband of Princess Yan Yao, and a General of the Yan Kingdom.
Lin San stood on the stage, holding a long knife, and shouted, "Whoever is not convinced, come and try!"
Soon, a chaotic group of novices stepped onto the stage, one by one being defeated by Lin San. This blacksmith was ruthless in his attacks; within half an hour, he had already killed more than ten people with the Tiger Head Blade. To everyone's surprise, Lin San turned out to be a master with Earth Level Seven strength. His knife skills were impeccable, leaving no openings, and the calls for him to win the championship grew louder.
Ye Yang remained silent.
Zhang Tianhe asked, "Zi Yu, what are you thinking? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Ye Yang smiled and replied, "I'm just counting the time; there’s only one hour left until noon. The Sword Seizing Tournament is halfway through, and those who truly possess exceptional skills should be making their appearance soon!"
"Oh? Is that so..."
Just then, almost as soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, a person leaped onto the stage empty-handed. His figure moved like lightning; with a light tap on the steps, he landed steadily on the stage. He was dressed like a middle-aged merchant. With one hand raised, flames swirled in his palm as he smiled slightly and said, "I am from Kuaiji County, a Valiant General under General Xiang Yu. I have come to learn your skills..."
As Thundercloud stepped onto the stage, all the heroes present were astonished and stared in disbelief. "Heavens! Even Thundercloud, the Flame Hand under General Xiang Yu's command, has appeared! This Sword Seizing Tournament has indeed attracted true heroes!"
Thundercloud's palm was engulfed in blazing flames that shimmered with a purple hue. Clearly, he had reached the peak level of Earth Level Nine. The appearance of such a master in Lower Capital was truly shocking; after all, for ordinary people, an Earth Level Nine expert was almost like a god. As for a Starry Sky Expert, that was merely a legend they had heard of but never seen.
Lin San looked at Thundercloud's imposing aura and knew he was no match but was unwilling to concede immediately. He brandished the Tiger Head Blade and charged forward, delivering a fierce strike!
"Boldly seeking death!" Thundercloud roared. His left hand transformed into a claw and swiftly grasped the blade of the Tiger Head Blade, instantly neutralizing Lin San's momentum. With his right hand open, he delivered a powerful blow to Lin San's chest. Instantly, Lin San spewed blood and staggered back; his clothes were completely burned away. By the time he rolled down the steps, he had already lost his life!
A group of Yan Kingdom guards roamed the arena, clearing the bodies of Lin San and Cui Lin. The Sword Seizing Tournament had to continue, and King Yan watched with great interest, as if the loss of life was nothing unusual to him.
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Thundercloud stood proudly on the stage, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with arrogance. Indeed, he had the capital to be arrogant, possessing peak Earth Level Nine strength and being on the verge of entering the Stellar Realm. Such a powerful figure was someone every faction and lord sought after with great effort.
After all, having someone with extraordinary strength as a general would be an absolute asset in conquering territories and vying for Overlord status. This was something all lords understood well.
The crowd below was in an uproar, yet no one dared to challenge him, especially after they learned that he was Thundercloud under Xiang Yu. Many were even more hesitant to act recklessly; Xiang Yu was a young hero who had cultivated to Starry Sky Level Three at a young age and was rumored to have made significant progress since then. Who would dare provoke someone under such a heroic figure?
After about half an hour, finally, someone stepped forward from the crowd, slowly making his way up the stone steps to the stage. His steps were steady yet seemed to float lightly, making it hard to gauge his depth. He wore a green robe and had an arrogant expression on his face.
This was a rather handsome young man, carrying an Iron Sword on his back. He smiled slightly at Thundercloud on stage and said, "I have long admired your name. It is a great honor for me to witness General Thundercloud's strength today."
Thundercloud glanced at him and asked, "Who are you?"
The young man smiled faintly and clasped his fists, saying, "I am Huaiyin Han Xin."
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