Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 668 - 669: The Number One Person in the Northern Region

Chapter 668: Chapter 669: The Number One Person in the Northern Region

Yan Bi’s body was directly sent flying out of the arena and fell to the ground outside.

According to the rules of the arena battle, this meant that Yan Bi had lost; leaving the arena was considered a defeat.

"How strong!"

"The Heavenly Spiritual Artifact was shattered by that sword light!"

"One of the top ten figures on the Hundred Extremes List has lost again; how is this possible?"

Below, countless martial artists watched as Yan Bi was knocked away, each of them standing up abruptly.

None of them had expected so many surprises at this martial combat conference.

Chu Fengmian, Han Yueli, Zang Tian—these three were stepping over the top ten figures of the Hundred Extremes List to advance to the next round.

Such sudden emergence of geniuses was extremely rare in previous conferences, yet astonishingly, three appeared all at once this time around.

Yan Bi had also been a sure contender for the top ten this year, but now he was effortlessly defeated by Han Yueli.

Even holding a Heavenly Spiritual Artifact, he was defeated by Han Yueli.

"Sister Yan!"

Countless seed disciples from Beimang Holy Land rushed over and helped Yan Bi up.

Yan Bi was a well-known powerhouse within Beimang Academy, yet now he had lost.

His Cang Sheng Cauldron was shattered, and its power had diminished by fifty percent, costing him the qualification to enter the Ruined Sky Domain and paying a great price.

"Damn it! Let’s go!"

Supported by others, Yan Bi, with eyes full of resentment, gave Han Yueli a cold glance and then left with numerous disciples from Beimang Holy Land.

"Your Ice Lotus Sword Technique is nearly reaching perfection."

Chu Fengmian looked at Han Yueli, who had just stepped down from the arena, and spoke with a smile.

Hearing Chu Fengmian suddenly speaking, Han Yueli’s face showed a hint of surprise.

Her swordsmanship was nearly perfected, something she had only recently realized.

Now, having just demonstrated it, it was immediately seen through by Chu Fengmian, which somewhat surprised her.

Seeing Han Yueli’s surprise, Chu Fengmian did not explain anything.

Chu Fengmian was indeed very familiar with the Ice Lotus Sword Technique, and he could feel the progress in Han Yueli’s swordsmanship almost instantly.

"With your strength, unless you encounter Zang Tian, Night Sky Monarch, Cold-faced Demon Lord, Feng Wuxin, any other opponent should be easily defeated," said Chu Fengmian as he glanced over the crowd.

"Among these people, the one you need to be most cautious about is Zang Tian; with others, you have the strength to fight, but if you face Zang Tian, you could choose to forfeit," Chu Fengmian added, his face showing some gravity.

Among all present, whether it was Night Sky Monarch, Cold-faced Demon Lord, or even Feng Wuxin, the top figure on the Hundred Extremes List, Chu Fengmian felt, were not as threatening as Zang Tian.

Chu Fengmian could sense it.

Han Yueli might have the strength to fight against those three.

But once facing Zang Tian, there would only be one outcome—undoubted defeat.

"Mhm."

Han Yueli nodded, her expression unchanged.

She, too, was a dark horse of this year’s conference. Chu Fengmian’s reminder could at most make her a bit more cautious, but giving up was out of the question.

Naturally, Chu Fengmian also knew this, his words merely served as a caution.

Although Zang Tian was powerful, Han Yueli should have no problem keeping herself safe if she encountered him.

"Boom!"

On the platform, another surge of Spiritual Power violently erupted, crushing a martial artist directly, bringing this round of the platform battle to an end.

This round of the platform battle finally concluded.

Except for these two battles, this round did not have too many surprises.

Next round, it would be time to determine the top ten rankings of this Martial Arts Conference.

Just to win this battle meant entering the top ten of this Martial Arts Conference and obtaining the qualifications for Gui Xutian.

The martial artists who could reach this round were already no weaklings; even the weakest among them ranked above fifteenth in the Beiyu Top Hundred.

Chu Fengmian glanced over and saw Night Sky Lord, Feng Wuxin, Cold-faced Demon Lord, and others, all advancing to this round.

The Martial Arts Conference had begun to intensify, becoming increasingly fierce, with countless strong fighters clashing.

After a brief three "’Time’" hours of rest, the platform battle reignited.

A new round of fighting nearly began.

At the start of this round, Chu Fengmian’s identity token lit up.

This first battle for the top ten was initiated by Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian leapt onto the platform.

And Chu Fengmian’s opponent this round was none other than the number one individual of the Beiyu Top Hundred list, top ranked, Feng Wuxin.

"Is it really him?"

Chu Fengmian looked at the opponent in front of him, his expression also slightly changing.

This first battle for the top ten, he was actually facing the number one individual of the Beiyu Top Hundred list, Feng Wuxin.

"Chu Fengmian, you managing to get this far has indeed not disappointed me. I’ve been looking forward to battling you, and now my wish has been fulfilled," Feng Wuxin suddenly spoke as he looked at Chu Fengmian.

"I know, your dragon clan martial arts are just a disguise. Your true identity must be that of a Sword Cultivator. Luckily, I am also a Sword Cultivator. I wonder if you dare bet with me?"

"A bet?" Chu Fengmian asked back.

"What’s the bet?"

His Sword Cultivator identity could fool most people, but not the true strong ones.

Especially since Chu Fengmian in the Beimang Holy Domain had already demonstrated his swordsmanship more than once. Feng Wuxin knowing about it wasn’t surprising at all.

However, what made Chu Fengmian curious was that Feng Wuxin actually wanted to bet with him.

"I bet your ’Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword’ in hand," Feng Wuxin confidently said as he looked at Chu Fengmian.

"If we compare swordsmanship and I win, then the ’Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword’ in your hand will belong to me!"

"Fine, but what if you lose?" Chu Fengmian’s expression remained unchanged as he heard Feng Wuxin’s words.

A duel wagering on swordsmanship?

Wagering other things, Chu Fengmian might consider.

But regarding a duel wagering on swordsmanship, Chu Fengmian would never fear.

He didn’t need to think about it; he just accepted the bet, but since it was a bet, Feng Wuxin also had to put forth a wager.

"Me?" Feng Wuxin slightly startled upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, seemingly having not considered this issue.

Although he ranked first in the Beiyu Top Hundred, the Feng family was not a major family, and he did not possess many assets.

To bet on the ’Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword’ in Chu Fengmian’s hands, he also needed to offer a wager of equivalent value.

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