The next match started soon. Another silhouette and Shi Teng stepped up the stage. The Shi clan was known for its movement techniques.
Shi Teng was naturally proficient with those skills. Rumour was that he had taken tutelage under an elder of the five sects and will be joining that respective sect after the gathering ends.
This bout of good fortune enabled Shi Teng to obtain a set of useful attack arts, which complemented the movement techniques.
He gained the favour of that elder and hence was awarded treasures for defence. It enlisted him as one of the top contenders.
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The two of them glanced at each other as Shi Teng proclaimed:
" I will let have the first strike and show you that you don't get to mess around with us."
The silhouette stared for a moment, "You want to give me the first strike. I thought of showing you leniency and letting you stay in the arena for some time."
"But I think, the characters of Jiao country's younger generation has the inherent character to be proud of their petty abilities."
Shi Teng's face had black lines appearing on them. He took out his weapon. It was a short sword, a weapon that complemented his attacking and movement styles.
"No need to make an effort. I am feeling disgusted. "The figure raised its hands, the middle finger showing up.
" One move will be enough to fuck you up." He unsheathed his weapon.
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It was a sabre. The attack arrived soon enough. Shi Teng just had the time to raise his weapon to block, but when the sabre touched the short sword, 'Bam,' a loud sound was heard.
Shi Teng was blasted out of the arena, into the field. His figure was ashen, blood dripping from the injuries.
His short sword, which has accompanied him ever since he began training, was broken in pieces. The Shi clan patriarch rose from his seat and appeared in front of Shi Teng, monitoring his conditions. Shi Teng was his son, who he doted most on.
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As he checked his body, his expression changed, Shi Teng seemed to have accumulated internal injuries due to the last attack. He looked towards the silhouette with ill intentions and said:
" This is just an exchange of pointers. You didn't have to be that ruthless". The silhouette looked at him in disdain.
" A frog in the well. I don't even know who is this guy master, to have taught such a crap disciple. Honestly, I pity him. His student is so unfilial."
Shi Teng coughed out blood because of this. It was a severe backlash to his martial heart.
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The shock that the crowd experienced was quite significant. The next round was between Long Dangtian and Another silhouette. Long Dangtian had long since learned his lesson from the previous two bouts and knew he had to take his opponent seriously.
Before Long Dangtian could even say something, "You are not my match." Long Dangtian gulped back his anger and said with a friendly tone:
" The talent of the fellow practitioner is better than me, but I would like to take the chances."
Long Dangtian, bared his sword and attacked directly. He was proficient Practioner of both sword and fist arts and was nurtured by the clan.
The silhouette dodged continuously, and then the clash started. Long Dangtian starting exerting more and more efforts into the fights, but this sword seems to be too slow.
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Long Dangtian began taunting the silhouette:" Seems like the only thing fellow Daoist know is dodging from enemy attacks. From your words back then I thought you would have quite some capabilities."
The silhouette laughed and unsheathed his sword. Long Dangtian was pushed back in a single clash.
As the battle continued; incidentally, Long Dangtian's movement got more and more refined. It piqued the interest of the hooded figure. The guy was improving amid battle.
"Ha, interesting. Finally, someone worthy of my attention. Let's see how much you can improve."
Even Long Dangtian found himself immersed in a strange feeling. He could feel his movements and strikes getting more and more accurate. His understanding of his art was improving at a massive pace.
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The clash continued, but the figure made no movement to defeat Long Dangtian. It was as if he was training a future rival so that he could find more interest in the battle.
Finally, Long Dangtian got defeated. But there were no complaints in his heart. He could already understand how high the prowess of the man in front of him was.
He left with a satisfied smile on his face, and when his father saw him, he was happy too. Seem like his son has made significant improvements in this fight. He had a look of gratitude towards the figure.
"I hope the next time we fight, you will be able to make me battle seriously."
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The next battle was of Long Mengchen and Long Zhengyi. Both of them were members of the Long Clan with the same cultivation base. Although Long Mengchen showed her talent to be better, no one could predict the outcome of a fight before its end.
Long Mengchen had the initial advantage. But soon, a standstill was reached. Both have been trained in the arts of the Long clan and were proficient in them.
Soon enough, they started to display their ultimate techniques. After a long, hard-fought battle, Long Mengchen managed to win due to her higher stamina in a fight.
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The next fight was between Bai Zheng and Another of the seven silhouettes. The silhouette attacked immediately, without bothering about any exchange of words.
Bai Zheng was instantly overwhelmed and was about to fall. The figure curved his body and gave a deadly kick to Bai Zheng's abdomen, and forcefully threw him outside.
Bai Zheng was poorly hurt. His internal injuries being substantial. It was as if the guy had a death feud with Bai Zheng, and if not for the rules, he would have gone for the kill.
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"Trash," a loud proclamation left the figure's mouth. Veins were bulging on the face of Bai clan lord 's face but managed to control himself.
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The last fight remained between the black silhouette and the prince. It was the most awaited show.
The Black Silhouette was one of the most influential people in both the talent and the cultivation sector.
"We meet again. I hope your power is as loud as your words." The black figure didn't even bother replying to the taunts of the prince.
Both of them took their respective stances and readied themselves for the battle. It will decide the last participant in the top 8 positions.
