Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 671 - 672: Entering the Top Ten

Chapter 671: Chapter 672: Entering the Top Ten

This sword light had exhausted all of Feng Wuxin’s strength.

He poured all of his Spiritual Power into this strike, so that at the moment it was unleashed, Feng Wuxin’s body collapsed to the ground, as if completely drained.

Only this ten-thousand-meter-long, multicolored sword light remained, descending from the sky toward Chu Fengmian.

This strike was not Feng Wuxin’s final move, even facing certain defeat, it was meant as a challenge to Chu Fengmian.

"Well done!"

Chu Fengmian murmured softly to himself.

Suddenly, the Sword Edge in his hand moved. When he brandished the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword, the Dragon Roar resounded instantly.

A streak of soaring Sword Light, following Chu Fengmian’s stroke, slashed toward the heavens above.

"Buzz!"

The moment the soaring Sword Light was unleashed,

The multicolored sword light trembled violently, as if their Sword Dao had merged entirely into this Sword Edge, intertwining and colliding.

The next moment, the soaring Sword Light that Chu Fengmian had unleashed became dazzlingly bright in an instant, releasing its true power in a flash.

"Bang!"

The multicolored sword light was directly shattered into pieces.

Feng Wuxin’s body, following the shattering of the multicolored Sword Light, was sent flying.

Chu Fengmian reached out and grabbed forcefully, safely catching Feng Wuxin’s body within the confines of the ring.

"How about it?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Feng Wuxin and asked with a smile.

"I told you, on the path of Sword Dao, you could never be my match."

"I admire you, your Sword Dao truly far surpasses mine," Feng Wuxin said, regaining his balance and looking at Chu Fengmian with a sigh.

"I thought my swordsmanship was unmatched in the Northern Regions, but compared to you, I’m far inferior."

Suddenly, Feng Wuxin waved his hand grandly, and a Jade Talisman flew directly toward Chu Fengmian.

"These are my sword techniques and all my insights into the Sword Dao. I, Feng Wuxin, always keep my word. I’ve lost this battle, but in three years, I will come to challenge you again!"

Leaving these words behind, Feng Wuxin leaped down from the ring and conceded defeat.

"Good," Chu Fengmian nodded calmly.

Feng Wuxin might be arrogant, but he was a man of his word, a quality increasingly rare among Martial Artists.

At least when Feng Wuxin handed over his swordsmanship, he did so willingly, rather than under duress.

In three years, if Feng Wuxin wished to challenge him again, Chu Fengmian would give him that chance.

"Feng Wuxin actually lost."

"Someone really surpassed Feng Wuxin in the Sword Dao."

Watching Feng Wuxin voluntarily admit defeat and leave, the crowd below couldn’t help but feel moved.

This battle made it clear, Feng Wuxin was utterly convinced in his defeat.

On the path of Sword Dao, Chu Fengmian truly surpassed Feng Wuxin by far.

"This Chu Fengmian, is the real monster. It’s been many years since the Northern Regions have seen someone like him."

"Feng Wuxin has been defeated, who else can stop this man?"

"It seems that all the rumors about him are true. Only by inheriting from the Beimang Saint Sovereign could one have such a terrifying grasp of the Sword Dao at such a young age."

"The clash of dragons and tigers – between Chu Fengmian and the Night Monarch, the top two of Beimang Academy belong to these two."

Exclamations filled the air, and numerous eyes turned to Chu Fengmian with newfound respect, devoid of the earlier ridicule. Only with strength does one earn respect. Chu Fengmian’s prowess was no longer that of a dark horse newcomer, but that of a true powerhouse, worthy of respect from everyone.

Feng Wuxin has lost, but it’s just as well. An early exit like that would have been disappointing,

Zang Tian muttered to himself, coldly, as he watched Chu Fengmian.

The next battle was Zang Tian against a disciple of the Earth Devil Sect.

The battle was almost without surprise, and Zang Tian emerged victorious with a landslide.

Below, Chu Fengmian watched this fight.

Zang Tian’s victory was decisive, an almost overwhelming display, advancing him to the next round without a hint of threat from his opponent, not even making him feel the need to take it seriously.

Even while concealing most of his true strength, Zang Tian managed this feat.

Outmatching opponents might not mean much for geniuses of the Northern Regions, but doing so while holding back most of his power was truly extraordinary.

Zang Tian, who even Chu Fengmian found difficult to see through, seemed to have an unfathomable origin.

The following battles went without surprises.

The Night Monarch, the Cold-faced Demon Lord, and Han Yueli also secured their places among the top ten.

Only Feng Wuxin surprisingly fell outside the top ten, which was quite unexpected.

However, the strength Chu Fengmian displayed in his swordsmanship indeed surpassed Feng Wuxin and was not achieved through any underhanded means. His advancement was uncontested.

Advancing to the top ten meant qualification for the Ruins of Heaven, but the remaining battles were just as crucial; they were no longer for the sake of qualification, but for honor, to determine who would be the champion of the Northern Regions in this Martial Arts Tournament.

"The champion of this edition should emerge from among these five: Chu Fengmian, Han Yueli, Zang Tian, Feng Wuxin, and the Cold-faced Demon Lord," the elder from Tongtian Pavilion murmured as he looked down.

"The champion of this edition should still belong to our Earth Devil Sect," said the man in red robes beside the elder, the Poisonous Demon Monarch, speaking coldly.

"Even if these three from Beimang Academy have strong abilities, they can’t possibly be the match for our Earth Devil Sect."

"As for Zang Tian, hmph, a man that hides his face doesn’t even dare to reveal his identity. Such a person shouldn’t be of any concern."

"Oh?"

Listening to the words of the Poisonous Demon Monarch, the elder from Tongtian Pavilion expressed his surprise.

"Are you so confident that your boy, the Cold-faced one, can defeat them? This Chu Fengmian, Han Yueli are not easy to deal with, and the Night Monarch has inherited Ruyi Zi’s legacy, his strength has surged, there’s not a weakling among them."

"Just watch,"

"These so-called geniuses are merely stepping stones for our Earth Devil Sect," the Poisonous Demon Monarch did not elaborate, simply stating coldly before continuing to stand in the spectator stands, looking down.

Below, after resting for about an hour,

it was time to prepare for the final top ten ring battles.

The top ten battles on the ring were the final climax of the Martial Arts Tournament, and everyone wanted to see who would be the first in the Northern Regions this edition.

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