Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The crowd was buzzing with discussions, and at that moment, Qin Yichuan’s Sword Qi was almost pressing against Chu Chaonan’s face.

"Bastard!"

Chu Chaonan was instantly furious; he hadn’t expected this guy to appear so honest on the surface but was actually a deceitful schemer.

Despicable!

Chu Chaonan drew his sword, opting not to dodge but rather to counterattack.

Fast!

So fast!

Fast enough to dazzle the eyes, like lightning!

Clang!

Qin Yichuan’s sword was directly flicked away.

Sword Edge swept across, thrusting straight at the face!

At this moment, Qin Yichuan had no way to regret.

Thud!

Qin Yichuan’s knees went weak, and he collapsed in fright, while at the same time, the referee suddenly intervened, pinching Chu Chaonan’s Sword Edge with two fingers.

When the dust settled, everyone could see that the ground where Qin Yichuan had been sitting had a puddle.

A power-holder with Sword Master Level strength was scared to wet himself!

Chu Chaonan snorted coldly, sheathed his sword slowly, and glanced coldly at Qin Yichuan, saying in a chilling tone, "It would be best if I don’t see you outside Yuee Ling City, or you’ll surely die!"

After saying this, Chu Chaonan jumped off the stage with a frosty expression.

"That was terrifying, I thought Qin Yichuan would be killed by Chu Chaonan with one sword."

"My heart almost stopped beating."

"Qin Yichuan deserved it; clearly a treacherous villain, yet still pretending to be magnanimous."

The crowd burst into discussions.

"Chu Chaonan, wins!"

On the stage, the referee loudly announced the result of the match, looked at his two fingers, which were red and somewhat swollen.

He quickly tucked his fingers back into his sleeves, realizing that even as a dignified Saint Level strongman, he had wanted to deal with things flamboyantly. However, he didn’t expect Chu Chaonan’s sword moves to be so terrifying.

If it had directly struck Qin Yichuan, even if he didn’t die, he would have lost half his life!

"Cursed creature!"

The referee kicked Qin Yichuan off the stage, cursing him, "So grown-up, and yet wetting yourself in public, how impressive!"

"Wow, so that puddle was urine! My dear! Qin Yichuan wet himself!"

"Sword Emperor strongman, terrifying as it is, even wets more than the average person!"

"Whoa, what you said is so reasonable, I’m speechless!"

"Haha..."

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes, especially someone like Qin Yichuan, who is a treacherous villain. Naturally, no one would hold back their words.

For a moment, all sorts of mockery echoed, making Qin Yichuan wish he could find a hole to crawl into; overwhelmed with shame and anger, he fainted directly.

"The tenth match, Xuanyuan Yu vs. Luu Xiao’er!"

Soon, the previous turmoil subsided as Xuanyuan Yu was about to enter the stage.

Those fans of Xuanyuan Yu started shouting frantically again. In their eyes, it seemed that only Xuanyuan Yu remained in the world.

Looking handsome apparently grants freedom to do anything.

Soon, Xuanyuan Yu inconspicuously dealt with his opponent.

The second round of matches was completed.

Apart from one lucky person who had a bye, there were a total of eleven remaining!

Among these eleven, only ten would remain for the top ten battle.

At this time, the remaining competitors on the bench were: Xuanyuan Yu, Xiao Yi, Ling Feng, Chu Chaonan, Zhuge Wan’er, Fung Yun’er, Linghu Yang, Sun Zhengmou...

"Now, I will draw the temporary elimination spot!"

Tie Kunlun waved, and a staff member from Xuanjian Villa handed over an iron lottery tube. Tie Kunlun randomly drew from it, and upon closer inspection, the name on it was Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Family, Xiao Yi!"

Tie Kunlun shouted, "Xiao Yi, your luck doesn’t seem good; now you’re in the temporary elimination spot. You can randomly choose any remaining Martial Artist and defeat them to take their place! Otherwise, you’ll be eliminated."

Xiao Yi jumped out of the bench, grinned, and said, "Bad luck? I actually think my luck’s good. After all, I get to personally eliminate some trash!"

After finishing, Xiao Yi pointed at Ling Feng from a distance, coldly laughing, "Kid, come up here! You’re destined to be my stepping stone!"

In an instant, all eyes followed Xiao Yi’s fingertip.

Ling Feng!

The obscure character who walked steadily all the way.

Perhaps, at this moment, his journey would end.

Because his opponent was Xiao Yi!

Tie Kunlun glanced at Ling Feng, then loudly announced, "Alright, the battle for the top ten placement. Xiao Yi challenges Ling Feng! Now, please take your positions!"

"It seems I’ve been targeted. Stepping stone, huh? You’ll find out soon enough who’s the real stepping stone."

Ling Feng shrugged somewhat helplessly, but his facial expression didn’t change much.

Instead, he seemed somewhat relieved.

After all, if Xiao Yi were defeated by someone else, he wouldn’t have the chance to settle the score with Xiao Juanyun.

Since he doesn’t know death and insists on challenging me; hmm, I’ll make sure he dies with some rhythm.

Leaping onto the stage, Ling Feng jumped with a calm expression.

"Hmm, hmm, it seems like you think that since you defeated Tie Yan and also Zhuge Wan’er, you can stand on the same level as me?"

Xiao Yi held the Long Sword, pointing diagonally at the ground, his gaze fixed on Ling Feng, his posture somewhat condescending.

Ling Feng smiled slightly, ignoring Xiao Yi’s provocation.

Generally, for problems that can be solved by action, Ling Feng tries not to speak.

Just like now.

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