Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

After yesterday's round of competition, the top ten of this Sword Truth Assembly had already been decided.    

From today onwards, it would be the battle for the top spot.    

Many of the disciples that entered the top ten didn't hold much hope for the battle for first place.    

After all, with Sikong Sheng in charge, no one dared to say that they would be able to take the first place from him and enter the top ten. They were already satisfied to be the outer sect disciples of Xuanyi.    

Therefore, in today's competition, many people had already given up.    

Thus, Ye Feng, Mo Chengkong, Xie Cheng and Sikong Chang won and the four of them automatically advanced to the next round.    

Another day passed.    

"After so many days of battling, there are only five people left. According to the original rules, we originally had to decide the vacancy by drawing lots today, but …. I changed my mind at the last minute. "    

On the stage, Li Jiutian, who was presiding over this year's Grand Meeting, spoke for the first time.    

Of the remaining five, one of them was destined to be vacant. In order to be fair, it was necessary to use the drawing of lots to decide who would win.    

If one was lucky, they would be able to get a vacant spot, meaning that they would be able to directly advance to the top three.    

"Drawing lots to decide who gets the quota is unfair. Strength is strength. Only with strength can you advance to the next round. You shouldn't have any luck involved in this."    

Li Jiutian stood on the stage and looked down upon everyone below him. He said coldly: "Therefore, I, the Headmaster, have decided that the champion of this year's Sword Truth Gathering will be a free-for-all."    

"What!"    

"A free-for-all?!"    

"What kind of a free-for-all?"    

Once Li Jiutian said this, the crowd below the stage immediately burst into an uproar. Many people whispered to each other as they discussed amongst themselves.    

A terrifying pressure exploded from Li Jiutian's body. Everyone shuddered and the sounds of discussion immediately calmed down.    

"A free-for-all is a free-for-all. The remaining five people will enter the stage together."    

"I don't care what methods you use or what methods you use, as long as you can knock your opponent out of the ring or admit defeat, then you have won." The longer a person can fight in a free-for-all, the higher his or her ranking will be. Only one last person will be left standing on the stage. "    

"That person is this year's first ranked participant of the Sword Dao Conference. He can directly advance to Inner Sect and enjoy unparalleled glory."    

Li Jiutian's expression was cold as he said in a clear voice, "Now, the participants come up on stage. The free-for-all shall begin!"    

There was no rule for chaotic battles in the past sword arts congresses. Li Jiu, as the host, had absolute authority. With her words, no one dared to refute.    

Following the end of Li Jiu's voice, Sikong Sheng, Ye Feng, Mo Chengkong, Xie Cheng and a branch family disciple called Zuo Xuan jumped onto the stage.    

Of the five people on the stage, with the exception of Ye Feng, all of them had a cultivation base above the eighth level of the King's Realm.    

Even the person called "Zuo Xuan" was a lot stronger than Ye Feng.    

"Haha, kid, I didn't expect to meet you so soon …"    

Xie Cheng went up on stage and looked towards Ye Feng with a cold smile. The flames of hatred in his eyes were about to burst out.    

A few days ago, Xie Cheng took the opportunity to humiliate Ye Feng and was publicly humiliated. In his heart, he had already decided who was the mastermind behind that matter …    

It was definitely Ye Feng.    

If not for Ye Feng, the Xie Family's reputation would not have suffered a huge blow.    

"Oh? It seems like you are in a hurry to die? " Ye Feng smiled faintly.    

He had said before, don't let me meet Xie Cheng.    

If he really met this person, he didn't mind letting Martial Cultivator know what the consequences would be if he provoked him.    

"Brat, you dare to be so arrogant even when you're about to die. I'll kill you first."    

Xie Cheng raged with anger and shouted, "Zuo Xuan, join hands with me and kill this brat first!"    

Before he finished his sentence, he had already rushed towards Ye Feng.    

This disciple called Zuo Xuan had obviously communicated with Xie Cheng beforehand, and after hearing the news, he too made his move.    

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, approached at high speed, blocking Ye Feng's escape route.    

At a corner of the stage not too far away, Captain Sikong was watching this scene with cold eyes.    

He had no intention of making a move.    

Since this was a chaotic battle, whoever attacked first would be at a disadvantage. Even though he had absolute confidence that he could defeat all of the people present, he was still unwilling to take the lead.    

Wouldn't it be perfect for him to let Xie Cheng and Ye Feng consume some of their elemental energy?    

"Ye-dage, I'll help you!"    

Seeing Xie Cheng and Zuo Xuan charge towards Ye Feng, Mo Chengkong immediately stood up and said.    

Last time, Ye Feng saved his life, so he had a good impression of Ye Feng. Now, it was the time to repay the gratitude.    

Ye Feng gave a faint smile and said, "It's just two f * ckers. I can take care of them myself."    

Before he finished his sentence, Ye Feng had already taken out the short iron rod in his hand.    

"Brat, you dare to look down on me. Today, I will make you pay the price!"    

"Ahh …"    

Xie Cheng let out a loud roar, his voice was extremely intimidating. Following which, flames began to rise from his body. The crimson flames were capable of burning away all worldly matters.    

In just a split-second, he was enveloped by the flames as he walked towards Ye Feng.    

Every time Xie Cheng passed by, a footprint would be left on the ground that was charred black by the flames. After three steps, he arrived in front of Ye Feng.    

The blazing flames from the "Burning Heaven Secret Art" attached themselves to Xie Cheng's fist and descended with a terrifying temperature.    

At the same time, Zuo Xuan also attacked from the other side.    

He stretched out his hand and summoned several javelins, which floated in front of him.    

As his hands trembled, he grabbed one of them and threw it towards Ye Feng.    

A piercing sound pierced through the air like thunder, and it went straight for Ye Feng's head.    

In an instant, Ye Feng was surrounded by two people.    

There was nowhere to run, nowhere to run.    

Even if he could avoid Xie Cheng's attack, he would still fall under Zuo Xuan's javelin attacks.    

The current situation had become a dead end.    

Earlier, Li Jiutian had said that the people on the stage could use all sorts of methods to win. Although she had not said that they could kill people on the stage, almost everyone understood that Li Jiutian's words were tantamount to allowing the people on the stage to go all out to kill.    

It was precisely because of this that Xie Cheng and Zuo Xuan dared to act so brazenly.    

His strongest move right from the start was to kill Ye Feng in one shot to save the future.    

Looking at the raging flames before his death, Ye Feng took a step back and channeled all his strength into the short iron rod in his hand.    

In the blink of an eye, the short rod that was originally as light as a feather immediately became as heavy as a thousand kilograms.    

Then, with a cold glint in his eyes, he suddenly waved his staff.    

"Boom …"    

Like a clap of thunder, the short rod that had poured all of Ye Feng's strength into burst out with a thunderous sound.    

It created a terrifying blast wherever it swept past, forcing the scarlet flames in front of it to retreat.    

Even Xie Cheng, who was in the middle of the air and was about to throw a punch at Ye Feng, couldn't help but stumble and was sent flying by the shockwave.    

Before the punch even touched Ye Feng, it was already sent flying. The spectators below the stage could not help but let out waves of exclamations.    

He was able to send Martial Cultivator, who was at the eighth level of the King's Realm, flying with just a wave of air?    

Ye Feng's explosive strength was too scary.    

"A mere short rod that is only three feet long can actually unleash such terrifying might!"    

"The item in Ye Feng's hand is truly strange."    

"The main reason is because his physical body is powerful. If I'm not wrong, his body has already reached the God Power Realm."    

"..."    

Ye Feng deflected Xie Cheng with a swing of his staff, and without further ado, he immediately activated Ninth Heaven of Roc, leaving behind an afterimage on the spot. As he easily dodged the attacks from Zuo Xuan's javelin, he charged forward like Zuo Xuan himself.    

Zuo Xuan was scared witless when he saw this.    

How could he break such a deadly attack so easily?    

This...    

In the midst of his panic, Zuo Xuan grabbed the javelin in front of him and wanted to throw it at Ye Feng.    

However, Ye Feng's speed was so fast that before Zuo Xuan could move, his figure had already appeared in front of Zuo Xuan.    

"A fist as big as a punching bag, have you ever seen one?"    

Ye Feng laughed.    

The iron fist struck out, solidly imprinting itself on Zuo Xuan's cheek, directly smashing Zuo Xuan's entire head until it bled profusely. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out horizontally.    

In a single punch, he defeated Zuo Xuan, who was ranked in the top five.    

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