Amitabha Buddha, Great Swordsman Song, you have won the first round. It is your turn to send someone for the second round. I wonder who your sect is going to send.”Kong Wen didn't show any reaction after seeing that his side had lost the first round. It was just that the first round didn't matter whether they won or lost. It was fine as long as they could win the later rounds.
"Brother Master, let me do the second round.”Just as Song Yuanqiao was discussing who to send, Yin Liting volunteered.
" Alright, but the weakest of the remaining six people is a top-notch warrior. It's hard for you to win with your super-first-class realm, so I just want you to be uninjured. Just treat this as a training. Don't worry.”Song Yuanqiao didn't object to Yin Liting's request. In any case, they would have to compete sooner or later. With Yin Liting's cultivation, he would definitely lose to any of the remaining people. Therefore, there was no need to be so particular about it. He only hoped that he would not be injured.
Yin Liting also knew that with his cultivation, this battle was just going up to be a bystander. The other thing was to feel the might of a top-notch martial artist in advance. Although he could spar with others, they were all fellow disciples after all. It was impossible for them to go all out and hold back. This made Yin Liting unable to feel that kind of pressure. This time, Yin Liting wanted to borrow the pressure from his opponent to break through the bottleneck.
"Our Wudang Sect will send my sixth brother, Yin Liting, to fight this battle. I wonder who you are going to send to fight.”Song Yuanqiao asked Kong Wen when he saw that the candidates had been decided.
"Amitabha. This time, Almsgiver Ke of Immortal Fist Position Sect will fight.”After chanting the name of Buddha, Kong Wen also told them who they were going to fight this time.
"Wudang Yin Liting!"
"Ke Yuanliang of the Divine Fist Position Sect!"
Even though they already knew who the other party was, the two of them still gave each other their names.
He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He was wearing a vest, and his exposed arms were bulging with muscles. He was nearly eight feet tall and looked very powerful.
"What a man!" Yin Liting thought to himself.
"Please!" After saying the word "please", Yin Liting stabbed out with his sword first. Knowing that his cultivation was much weaker than his opponent, Yin Liting could only attack first.
Although his opponent was unarmed, Yin Liting didn't dare to underestimate him. Everyone in Jianghu knew that although the members of Immortal Fist Position Sect didn't use weapons, they were better than most of the weapons in Jianghu due to their special martial arts. Moreover, once their martial arts were transferred to their fists, the hardness of their fists would definitely not be inferior to that of iron weapons. If they practiced it to a high level, they would be even harder to be hurt by swords or sabers.
Ke Yuanliang was already a top-notch warrior, so his fists were obviously well-trained. Even a top-notch warrior would not be able to hurt Ke Yuanliang's fists if he did not have a good weapon.
Yin Liting felt a lot of pressure when he faced the fierce fist. However, he couldn't embarrass the WuTang Clan in front of so many people, so he could only brace himself and continue to stab with his sword.
"Clang!"
The long sword and the fist collided, and a metallic sound was heard. The long sword stabbed into Ke Yuanliang's fist. Yin Liting felt a strong force coming from Ke Yuanliang's fist, and the long sword in his hand wailed. Borrowing the strength of his fist, Yin Liting flew up and leaped several feet away, pulling away from Ke Yuanliang.
Seeing this scene, Yin Liting sucked in a breath of cold air and thought to himself, What a terrifying defense.”
One had to know that the sword Yin Liting used was not an ordinary one. It might not be able to cut through iron like mud, but it could definitely cut a hole in an ordinary sword. From this, it could be seen how terrifying the defensive power of Ke Yuanliang's fist was.
"Yin Liting, you're not my match. In order to avoid hurting the harmony between our two families, you'd better admit defeat.”Seeing that Yin Liting had dodged, Ke Yuanliang didn't pursue. After all, the WuTang Sect was a top-notch sect. If there were any casualties, it would be fine now. He was afraid that the people of the WuTang Sect would find trouble with him in the future.
"In that case, don't blame my fist for not recognizing people.”As he spoke, Ke Yuanliang's fist flew toward Yin Liting with a gust of wind.
Facing an opponent weaker than him, Ke Yuanliang was not prepared to probe. He attacked with a killing move, leaving no room for negotiation.
When the Seven Sect Alliance members saw this, they all smiled. Although he didn't take losing a match seriously, he didn't look too good. Now that they could turn the tables, of course, they were happy.
Ke Yuanliang shouted as he smashed Yin Liting's sword.
"Earth Shaker!"
His fist came down from above and smashed towards Yin Liting.
This move,"Earth-Shaking", could be said to be the essence of the "Earth-Shaking Divine Fist". Although it was not the most powerful of all the moves, it was still not to be underestimated.
Facing the incoming fist, Yin Liting was already powerless to resist. He could only use all his strength to ride his sword to block the incoming fist.
A huge force came and directly sent Yin Liting flying.
"Sixth Brother!"
"Sixth Brother!"
“......”
"I thank Sect Leader Ke for showing mercy.”Seeing that Yin Liting was fine, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly thanked Ke Yuanliang.
" I'm sorry, Brother Master. I lost." At this moment, Yin Liting also woke up and looked at Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Cuishan apologetically.
"Master Kong Wen, who is your next opponent?”After settling Yin Liting's matter, Song Yuanqiao asked.
"Alright, Fourth Brother, you have to be careful. This Deng Xingyu doesn't have a good reputation in the pugilistic world. He's a cruel person, and he often takes pleasure in torturing and killing his opponents.”Seeing that Zhang Songxi wanted to fight, Song Yuanqiao did not stop him. He only reminded him carefully.
"Wudang Sect's Zhang Songxi!"
After exchanging their names, the two of them started fighting because they were not talkative people.
The two sides did not use weapons in this battle, and the martial arts they used were claw techniques. Deng Xingyu was using a unique martial art, the Ghost Blood Claw Art. One could tell from the name that it was a very sinister martial art. This set of grabbing techniques was designed to attack vital parts of a person. It could be said that every move was fatal, leaving no room for maneuver.
What Zhang Songxi used was the Tiger Claw Hand of the Wudang Sect. Once this claw technique was used, Zhang Songxi seemed to have transformed into a fierce tiger, sharp and unstoppable.
Since both of them were using claw techniques, they were both attacking at close range. A series of collisions could be heard on the stage. Clearly, the battle was very intense.
In the blink of an eye, more than thirty rounds had passed. Deng Xingyu's face turned ugly when he saw that he had spent such a long time fighting against an opponent who was one level lower than him.
"Bloody Hand Chain Claws!"
In order to win as soon as possible, Deng Xingyu used the ultimate skill of the Ghost Blood Claw Technique.
"Haunting!"
As expected of a haunting ghost. Zhang Songxi wanted to break free but was unable to do so. Seeing that the claws were about to hit, he could only twist his body as much as possible to avoid the vital parts.
"Puff!"
Seeing Deng Xingyu's bloodshot eyes, Zhang Songxi quickly admitted defeat. Because he knew that if he didn't admit defeat, the other party might really dare to kill him. Although they were not afraid of death, who would want to die if they could avoid death?
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