"I canât make up my mind." Someone screamed.
"On one hand, I want fellow Daoist Yu to win but on the other..." The person sighed and looked at the stage.
"Forget it. I am still going to support fellow Daoist Yu." He made up his mind.
"Whatâs the use of being so tangled? Did you bet on elder Yang?"
"I bet on fellow Daoist Mo."
"In that case, shouldnât you be angry at fellow Daoist Yu? After all, he is the one who eliminated fellow Daoist Mo."
"You donât get it. If fellow Daoist Yu wins the martial contest, the defeat of fellow Daoist Mo will be justified."
"Is that how it is?"
"Itâs exactly how it is."
"I am the opposite; I want fellow Daoist Yu to lose. I have lost spirit stones because of him and I donât want him to feel better."
"How petty."
"Donât tell me you donât feel the same. Why should he be the only winner?" A person sneered and the rest fell silent.
In fact, they all felt a little unbalanced by Yu Nianzhenâs dark horse.
Since they had already lost, they also wanted Yu Nianzhen to lose to restore the balance in their hearts.
"Anyway, the result will be out soon."
After that, the group of spectators focused on the martial platform where Yu Nianzhen and Xuan Dong were still talking.
"Is fellow Daoist Xuan sure about this?" Yu Nianzhen asked.
When he heard the question, Xuan Dongâs smile grew wider and his eyes sparkled.
"Brother Yu has a lot of confidence in himself. I am a little scared." Xuan Dong said but didnât look scared.
In fact, he looked like he didnât take Yu Nianzhen seriously.
However, Yu Nianzhen didnât care what he was thinking.
He had watched Xuan Dongâs fights and had a little understanding of the personâs fighting style.
Although he expected that Xuan Dong had not revealed all his cards, Yu Nianzhen was still relatively sure of defeating him.
After all, he also hadnât revealed his trump card.
"How about it, will brother Yu accept my challenge?" Xuan Dong asked and looked at Yu Nianzhen with provocative eyes.
[XiaoYue, am afraid I canât delay for much longer.] Yu Nianzhen transmitted.
After the last question, Xuan Dong was ready to move.
No matter what, the conclusion couldnât be delayed any longer.
[I am ready. You are free to do whatever.] Jiang Yue said and Yu Nianzhen was secretly relieved.
He faced Xuan Dong and his eyes hardened.
Since Jiang Yueâs plan would no longer be affected by his actions, Yu Nianzhen didnât plan to hold back.
"If fellow Daoist Xuan is sure, then I will agree to the challenge."
"In that case..." Without another word, Xuan Dong flew to the edge of the martial platform.
At the same time, Yu Nianzhen also flew backwards.
While doing so, he circulated his qi to adjust his condition and took a deep breath to calm his mind.
A moment later, he released shanjiang while Xuan Dong unfolded his hand and a fireball floated above his palm.
Almost simultaneously, their momentum began to rise and tension filled the martial arena.
The spectators were tense but the most anxious were people from the Ice Palace region.
They had calculated everything but didnât expect their plan to be upset by the appearance of a mere first-level origin tempering realm cultivator.
[Palace master, should we do something?] An elder transmitted to Shui Qingqing.
Shui Qingqing frowned but eventually shook her head.
She also wanted to do something but she couldnât lose that face.
The martial contest was projected to every city in the Ice Palace region and it was difficult to deceive the eyes of millions of cultivators.
[Itâs not certain that Xuan Dong will lose.] Shui Qingqing continued.
Although she paved the way for him in the martial contest, it wasnât because he wasnât capable.
It was because she wanted to eliminate as many variables as she could.
After all, prevention was better than cure.
At this time, Shui Qingqing could only hope that Xuan Dong would not disappoint him.
"Brother Yu, if you canât deal with my fireball, itâs best to avoid it. Donât forcibly endure it." Xuan Dong stated and continued to compress the fireball above his palm.
At the moment, the fireball was the size of an apple and carried an extremely oppressive air.
However, Yu Nianzhen was not oppressed.
Although the fireball was powerful, it hadnât reached a point where he couldnât handle it.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan should activate his defence artefacts before we fight." Yu Nianzhen also advised.
"Isnât brother Yu a little too arrogant?" Xuan Dong asked but Yu Nianzhen didnât answer.
His words werenât out of arrogance or in reaction to Xuan Dongâs advice.
It was because Yu Nianzhen knew the effect and power of his falling meteor sword move.
When he fought Yin Jun, he wanted to use falling meteor but was forced to use a variant of the sword move.
The variant was also powerful but it lost in both power and speed to the original falling meteor.
Since it was the end of the martial contest, Yu Nianzhen wanted to use his most powerful sword move to conclude the game.
In this way, there would be no doubts or questions about his win.
"Brother Yu, I donât look down on you but I will let you understand that there are people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens."
"In my eyes, brother Yu is a frog at the bottom of a dry well. Brother Yu should jump out of the well and realise that the world is vast and full of powerful people."
"There are gaps that canât be bridged with hard work alone."
"You talk too much." Yu Nianzhen said and lifted his sword.
At the same time, Xuan Dong released the fireball and it floated toward Yu Nianzhen.
The fireball was already the size of a plum and its speed was extremely fast.
However, it couldnât compare to Yu Nianzhenâs falling meteor.
As soon as Yu Nianzhen made his move, a sword light flew out of his sword.
The sword light was a group of silver sword intent and it looked like a star hurtling across the universe.
In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Xuan Dong and he like he was frozen in place.
It wasnât the frozen of being oppressed by a sword domain or qi presence. It was more like the attack was so fast that the surrounding time seemed to be still.
By the time Xuan Dong wanted to react, the attack had already fallen on him and his eyes widened in horror.
Xuan Dong looked down and saw a gaping hole in his chest.
His right hand lifted to clutch at the hole but the hand was shaking terribly.
âWhat just happened?â He wondered as he tried to suppress the fear in his heart.
Xuan Dong had never encountered such an attack.
Even when he fought with seniors in the core formation realm, he wasnât helpless to resist.
Although he couldnât win, he was able to exchange a few blows but Yu Nianzhenâs attack didnât give him a chance to resist.
With that thought, a wry smile appeared on his lips.
Before the fight, Yu Nianzhen asked him to activate his defence but Xuan Dong thought he was being arrogant.
As it turned out, he was the frog in the well.
He thought he was a person beyond others but he was actually not at that level yet.
âI have been taught.â He thought and his body fell backwards.
At the same time, the audience reacted.
Yu Nianzhenâs attack was so fast that only the nascent soul realm cultivators manage to catch it.
"This boyâs understanding of the sword is exceptional." An elder of the sword sect praised.
His eyes were shining brightly and he looked at Yu Nianzhen like he was a delicious piece of fat.
"He should have a sword origin." Another said.
As cultivators of the sword sect, they knew how difficult it was to comprehend sword intent and develop a sword art.
However, Yu Nianzhen was less than fifty and not only had he comprehended sword intent, his self-created art was incredible.
"This son can be taught."
"Itâs a pity he is not from our sword sect."
"Itâs really a pity."
The elders sighed but soon let the matter go.
In the end, Yu Nianzhen didnât have the blessing of being taught by the sword sect, and they didnât have the privilege.
Since they couldnât change anything, it was best not to obsess over the matter.
"We may still have a chance." One of the elders said, and the others looked at him.
"He is from the Sea Cloud sect. With his sectâs situation, it is unknown whether the Sea Cloud region can be kept."
"Elder Gang has a point. If we can..."
Unfortunately, the elderâs words were interrupted before he could finish.
While they were not paying attention, a figure flew onto the stage and a gigantic palm was already covering the platform.