Chapter 132 - 123: So Thirsty?_1

The third contest was at Martial Marquis Level Three.

In this round, Li Suifeng, from Li Wenxin’s faction, was the sure winner, but due to his injuries, he could not compete. Therefore, they had to send another person to compete.

The other person, despite fighting hard for a hundred moves, eventually lost.

Li Wenxuan’s faction, after winning two rounds in a row, was all smiles.

Even someone as composed as Li Wenxuan had a relaxed look on his face.

The victory was assured.

Martial Marquis Level Two was initially dominated by Li Wenxuan. As long as they secured the victory in this round, whether they win at Martial Marquis Level One or not, would be irrelevant.

First to win three out of five rounds would secure victory.

"Gu Yun, it’s your turn now. Win this round and we will celebrate later."

Li Canglin said to a tall, middle-aged man nearby.

"Young Master, rest assured, we will surely win."

Gu Yun said confidently.

"Don’t take it lightly. We cannot crush them easily at the same level. We can’t underestimate them. Stay steady and fight steadily if we want to secure the victory."

Li Wenxuan admonished.

"Sir, rest assured."

Gu Yun saluted, then leapt onto the stage.

Meanwhile, Lu Yan also leaped onto the stage.

Gu Yun was taken aback.

They had expected someone else. Did they change their competitor at the last minute?

Li Wenxuan’s face turned slightly pale, an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Based on his understanding of Li Wenxin, this man must be stronger, or else Li Wenxin wouldn’t switch fighters.

Where did Li Wenxin find a Martial Marquis Level Two expert in just seven days?

"Li Cangqing, I’ve never seen this man before. Is his cultivation really at Martial Marquis Level Two?"

Li Canglin asked with doubt.

This was obviously suggested by Li Wenxuan behind the scenes, but it was not appropriate for him to ask directly.

"If you don’t believe me, please invite Ancestor to verify it."

Li Cangqing stood up and bowed to Li Xingyuan.

"Alright, in the interest of fairness."

Li Xingyuan nodded.

For this, Lu Yan was psychologically prepared and didn’t seem panicked.

He had six Bone Strengths, but Bone Strengths were invisible and undetectable as they dispersed throughout the body, as long as he didn’t initiate it.

Even a formidable Inner Strength Master could not detect it unless he activated the Bone Strength.

He stepped off the stage and came before Li Xingyuan.

Li Xingyuan put his hand on Lu Yan’s pulse and said, "You can activate your Bone Strength."

Lu Yan exerted himself to initiate one Bone Strength rushing towards his wrist.

When the Bone Strength touched Li Xingyuan’s finger, it disappeared like a pebble dropped into the ocean without causing any ripples.

His strength was as profound as the ocean and unfathomable.

Lu Yan was taken by surprise.

He still had a long way to go before he could catch up with an Inner Strength Master.

"Correct, it’s Martial Marquis Level Two."

Li Xingyuan nodded and released his finger.

Lu Yan saluted Li Xingyuan, returned to the stage, drew his sword, and said, "Please."

"Please."

As soon as Gu Yun finished his words, the longsword was out of its scabbard, like a bolt of lightning, aiming at Lu Yan’s eyebrow.

Clang!

Lu Yan swung his sword and parried the longsword, and then he swung horizontally at Gu Yun’s neck— fast, precise, fierce, and ruthless.

Gu Yun was startled. He hastily retreated to dodge the blade, his face serious.

After a brief skirmish, he knew he was up against a formidable opponent.

He was fully alert, and executed his peerless swordsmanship to its full potential, targeting Lu Yan.

Rolling sword light filled the void.

Lu Yan stood with his sword. When the sword light drew near, he swung out a slice.

This slice seemed ordinary, but after his slice, Gu Yun’s rolling sword light melted like ice and snow, instantly disappearing.

Gu Yun backed away again, narrowly avoiding Lu Yan’s sword light.

Lu Yan advanced, his sword light like a smithy. His originally dark sword now gave off a dazzling impression.

This sword strike seemed to have locked onto Gu Yun.

It was impossible to dodge, only to withstand.

Gu Yun hastily swung his sword to guard. With a clang, he retreated further.

Lu Yan continued to advance, his sword light kept falling, completely suppressing Gu Yun.

"First-rate knife technique, truly transcendent."

Some of the strong figures in the site had already recognized what was happening.

Li Wenxuan’s face was gloomy, and Li Canglin’s face was pale.

They knew that this battle was destined to be a defeat.

Gu Yun was no match for the opponent in front of him.

Once they lost this battle, it would be time for the contest at Martial Marquis Level One.

But at Martial Marquis Level One, Wang Dao was an Acquired Martial Body, with double the Qi-blood. Although he had recently been exposed to first-rate martial arts, his talent in the Way of the Sword was extremely high. His original second-rate knife technique had been cultivated to the Unity of Man and Martial Arts. Therefore, when he began to cultivate the first-rate knife technique, he progressed very quickly.

No one from their side was a match for him at Martial Marquis Level One.

So once they lost at Martial Marquis Level Two, they would lose the whole game.

Clang! Clang! ...

After more than ten moves, Lu Yan knocked off Gu Yun’s longsword with a single strike. His black iron sword was already perched on Gu Yun’s neck.

"I yield."

Lu Yan withdrew his sword and stepped back.

Gu Yun, looking grim, stepped down from the arena.

The battle was won by Li Wenxin’s faction.

Both sides were tied with two wins each.

"I didn’t expect the final victory to depend on me. There is so much pressure," said Wang Dao.

"Don’t feel pressured. With your strength, as long as you fight steadily, victory is ensured," said Li Wenxin, patting Wang Dao’s shoulder.

Wang Dao nodded, and jumped onto the stage.

This battle, in fact, lacked suspense.

Wang Dao was overwhelmingly powerful, and with two Bone Strengths erupting simultaneously, he could pressure others. Though his martial art skills were slightly inferior, he still defeated his opponent with his powerful Bone Strength. The opponent was finally shaken off the stage, spitting blood.

The competition thus concluded with Li Wenxin’s faction emerging as the winners.

"Wenxin, according to the rules, you can choose two of the four Blood Land Veins first. So, which two would you like?"