When Huangfu Hua launched his attack, everyone thought it was powerful and undefendable, but Jiang Chenâs attack provided a startling contrast. It was like riding a horse and running into a mountain, then suddenly finding a more majestic mountain behind it.
The energy of their knives werenât of the same level.
Huangfu Huaâs knife energy was like a small pond drowned by Jiang Chenâs big river.
âGo!â
When ten words in one was exerted, the knife emitted a radiance that could split the sky.
The brilliant radiance was aggressive.
The attack contained ten movements which turned into one.
âImpossible. Thatâs impossible!â
Huangfu Hua couldnât believe what had happened before his eyes. He was proud of Ghost Strike to Kill. Thanks to it, he had become the top of the Four Young Masters of the Imperial Capital.
His senior family members had once told him he was a rare genius to master five words in one at such a young age.
Not until he saw Jiang Chenâs performance did he realize how immature he had been. The power of Ghost Strike to Kill was beyond his imagination, the result unbelievable. Huangfu Hua flew out of the ring and was injured.
The result was obvious, but some people refused to believe it, like Linghu Jue and his two companions. If the most excellent genius in the capital had been defeated, it meant the guy in the ring could overshadow all the practitioners in the capital!
Huangfu Ming feelings were complicated. He recalled what he had said in the primary election. Just then, he felt worse than the day before when he had been slapped.
Who is he? Why is he wearing a mask?!
After accepting Jiang Chenâs victory, everyone had the same doubts.
Numerous holy awarenesses fell upon him, trying to see the face behind the mask, but all of them failed, including those in the Reaching Heaven State.
âEh?â
On the palace wall, the old man in the gray robe paled upon seeing this.
With his experience, he had watched many great fights between geniuses, and to be honest, he didnât find Jiang Chen and Huanghu Huaâs performances astounding, yet even his holy awareness couldnât pierce through the mask. He couldnât help but feel curious.
âIs that a restraining order? Who deployed it? Even my holy awareness doesnât work against it,â he thought to himself.
At the same time, in the square, Jiang Chen was given a lot of attention, as everyone was looking at him.
Someone beside him asked him, âLu Fei, what do you think about his knife method?â
âHe isnât proficient in knife attacks. With his knife method level, he wasnât able to exert the last movement to the fullest. Heâs actually a swordsman!â the youngster called Lu Fei said. His determination was burning in his eyes.
He wasnât the only one that had seen through this. On the other side of the square, three youngsters with exceptional behavior were discussing it too.
âWas he intentionally holding back his strength?â
âThat wouldnât be necessary. Or maybe he was afraid that Lu Fei will cause him trouble?â
âNo, he was taking the opportunity to practice his knife method.â
The three men were Wind Mark, Gao Jianli, and Yi Shuihan.
All three of them were ranked in the top thirty of the Eternal Flame List. They were the three most powerful swordsmen among all youngsters.
The last remark had come from Yi Shuihan. When the other two looked at him, he said, âHeâs practiced some knife methods, otherwise he wouldnât be able to hold back his strength.â
Wind Mark and Gao Jiangli were surprised, then felt disdainful.
âPracticing sword and knife methods at the same time? Thatâs stupid. Knives and swords are completely different.â
âExactly. Itâs a useless action, only done by the simple-minded.â
Yi Shuiyan didnât respond to his friendsâ comments. He was staring at Jiang Chen.
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and Jiang Chen was going to face his next rival.
Of course, he wasnât the only one. It was the same for all participants, but Jiang Chenâs performance had startled many people, and no one in the other rings was worth watching at that time, so his ring became popular.
In the square, many people were looking at their wooden tokens. Some of them were nervous, some looking forward to seeing the result, and others calm.
âItâs my turn.â
While people were looking at each other, a guy lifted the wooden token in his hand with a helpless smile.
It was helplessness, not powerlessness.
He didnât want to be defeated by Jiang Chen, since he didnât think the latter was a match for him.
He was Wind Mark, one of the Three Swordsmen, ranked 29th on the Eternal Flame List.
His rank was ten places higher than Huangfu Huaâs, so it was no wonder that he would think this way.
âDonât be too tough. Spare his feelings,â Gao Jianli said.
âSure.â
Wind Mark smiled lightly. With a gentle movement, in a flash of the swordâs reflected light, he was already in the ring.
Wow!
It caused an uproar in the crowd. The top fifty of the Eternal Flame List had always been the center of attention, especially young swordsmen like Wind Mark.
Many young women present were excited to see him, their eyes gleaming.
Wind Mark was ranked 29th on the Eternal Flame List and 5th on the Prince List.
His white clothes were even whiter than snow, his black hair as black as ink. He was smiling lazily, as if the fight was nothing to worry about.
âAre you still going to fight?â Wind Mark asked.
âWhy wouldnât I?â
âIâm different from your last rival. You canât beat me,â Wind Mark said. He was still smiling. Although it was an arrogant remark, it didnât really sound insolent, as if he was stating a fact.
âWhatâs your rank on the Eternal Flame List?â Jiang Chen asked.
âA month ago, 36th. Now, 29th,â Wind Mark said with a light smile.
âA great improvement,â Jiang Chen said.
Wind Mark nodded slightly, then extended his right hand and gestured him first towards the square.
âBut itâll be exciting if I defeat you and make my rank rise dozens of places,â Jiang Chen said.
People held their breath for a moment. Wind Markâs extended hand stayed there, frozen.
âInteresting.â
Gao Jianli and Yi Shuihan glanced at each other. They were smiling, happy to see their friend receive the cold-shoulder.
âHah.â
In the ring, Wind Markâs smile changed, as if it was a gleaming sword that had just been drawn out of the sheath.
âYou wish!â Wind Mark intoned. He drew his spiritual sword out and the radiance of the sword lit up the ring. The sword energy was like a chilly wind that blew every single trace of the previous fight between the two knife practitioners away.
âHeâs so elegant!â
âNo wonder heâs ranked on the Prince List!â
He had only drawn his sword out, and many women watching had already lost their hearts to him. His figure, cloaked in white, was full of elegance.
âChu Luo, your apprentice brother really has bad luck. He ran into Wind Mark after defeating Huangfu HuaâŚâ Meng Feifei sighed and shook her head. No matter how curious she was about Jiang Chen, no matter what cards he had in his hand, nothing was important anymore after Wind Back entered the ring.
Yet hardly had she finished her words when she saw Chu Luoâs expression was strange.
Although it was, indeed, worry on her face, it wasnât the kind of worry she had anticipated.
âIt wonât be easy for apprentice brother. Hopefully heâll have better luck with his next opponent,â Chu Luo murmured.
His next opponent?
Meng Feifei couldnât believe what she had heard. Did this mean Chu Luo was only afraid that Jiang Chen would be exhausted by Wind Mark, but in the end would still win?
âChu Luo, wake up. Thatâs Wind Mark, whoâs in the top fifty of the Eternal Flame List!â