Although the fire shield successfully blocked the water dragon's attack, the fire executioner's figure was already teetering on the brink of collapse, and it seemed that he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

However, Shui Wujue continued his attacks cautiously from the outside, refraining from rushing in to finish off Huo Xing. What if Huo Xing was just putting on an act? What if he waited until then to deliver a fatal blow? It must be said that those who could hold out until the end were indeed skilled; achieving victory easily was practically impossible. Everyone here was a veteran of countless battles, and winning through strategy alone was not so easy. Huo Xing, for example, was currently being attacked by Shui Wujue in a very frustrating manner, completely soaked, with numerous wounds faintly visible on his clothes.

Shui Wujue seemed to truly believe that Huo Xing's true essence was almost exhausted. At this moment, a light blue chain materialized in her hand and flew towards Huo Xing.

A cold glint flashed in Huo Xing's eyes, and a sharp sword formed from pure fire elemental energy appeared in his hand. He severed Shui Wujue's chains and charged towards her. The powerful attack made Shui Wujue's face turn pale. Huo Xing actually still had the strength to fight; she had been tricked. But now, the most important thing was to withstand Huo Xing's attack. Once this attack was dealt with, Huo Xing would definitely be too weak to fight anymore.

However, the Fire Strike, brewing for so long, was an attack unleashed in fury that was not so easy to defend against, especially since water-based attacks were inherently weak. Shui Wujue's shield was being attacked relentlessly; this was already the fifth shield she had used, so how could the Fire Strike still have the strength to attack?

Shui Wujue gritted her teeth and struggled to hold on, even conjuring chains to attack Huo Xing in an attempt to slow down his assault. But Huo Xing seemed to have gone mad, completely ignoring Shui Wujue's attacks. Even as the chains continued to worsen his injuries, he remained unmoved, still holding his sword and focused solely on defeating Shui Wujue.

Shui Wujue hadn't expected the fire punishment to be so insane; it was clearly a death sentence. Shui Wujue stopped defending, retrieved her chains and shield, and directly condensed them into a water dragon, attacking the fire punishment.

The water dragon quickly engulfed Huo Xing's body, but Huo Xing's fiery red sword light still shone through.

"Shuiwu is in grave danger." Abandoning defense and choosing to confront it head-on is not a wise move.

"Shui Wujue probably didn't want to fail, which is why she chose this method." Yu Kou was quite able to understand Shui Wujue's thoughts. Being in the top ten was an honor, but also immense pressure. Shui Wujue lost to herself, not to the burning at the stake.

Sure enough, no sooner had Yu Kou finished speaking than Shui Wujue was struck by a burst of intense fire and sent flying backward. Huo Xing was still standing, but he was in bad shape; his chest armor was completely shattered, covered with shocking wounds. Moreover, Huo Xing only had time to manage a smile before collapsing onto the arena.

Zhan Changtian pulled Jing Li to treat Shui Wujue and Huo Xing, who had both fainted. The two of them had good recovery abilities and woke up after taking a few pills.

"Thank you, Lord Palace Master."

Jing Li calmly stood up and said, "Remember to bring me the spirit stones." She then returned to her seat. After confirming that the two were unharmed, Zhan Changtian also left.

Shui Wujue looked at the executioner at the stake with a complicated expression: "I lost."

"Thank you for the honor." The fierce and intense battle finally came to a close, with the Fire Punishment team successfully making a comeback and taking the tenth place.

Although this result surprised many people, it is understandable given the tragic end of the two.

In a ring competition, not only is combat strength tested, but also intelligence, and most importantly, ruthlessness.

The second qualifying round is about to end, and the third round will be crucial in determining the winner, but there won't be much change.

The ninth-ranked demon unsurprisingly targeted the seventh-ranked swordsman. The result was quite satisfactory. Demons are known for their ruthlessness and sharpness, but when they encountered the swordsman from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, while the spectacular and fiery fight couldn't match the previous pair's dual ice and fire attacks, it was far more dangerous.

The swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was exceptionally sharp, and its swordsmen were known for their recklessness. This demon, wanting to fight to the death, had chosen the wrong opponent. The group of madmen from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect became even more excited after seeing blood. After using the demon to hone their swordsmanship, they unleashed a barrage of ten thousand swords, blasting the black-clad demon straight off the stage. If he hadn't reacted quickly and conceded at the last moment, he would have been riddled with holes.

The ninth-ranked fighter's attempt to turn the tide failed, and the swordsmen of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect once again demonstrated the unpredictable power of unleashing a barrage of ten thousand swords.

The eighth place went to Wolf Sha, who chose Xiu Qiyu, a human who appeared to be relatively weak.

Hua Rong subconsciously looked at Ye Xiruo, who was munching on nuts, her face showing little emotion.

"It seems that Junior Sister has a lot of confidence in Xiu Qiyu."

"Even if we can't beat him, it's okay. We can challenge Mu Feng in the third round and our ranking can continue to rise." Look at this mentality. He really isn't worried at all that Xiu Qiyu will be seriously injured by Mu Feng and unable to fight anymore.

Everyone was dissatisfied with the battle between Xiu Qiyu and Zishu, feeling it was like a game of make-believe. This time, they were finally able to see their idol clash with an alien race, which was incredibly exciting.

"Xiu Qiyu."

"Wolf Slayer".

Wolf's cold eyes fixed on Xiu Qiyu, assuming a fighting stance. Xiu Qiyu didn't draw his usual sword, but instead slowly took out an ancient, weathered sword from his ring. The silver scabbard was covered in rust, and the red tassel was worn white. But when one's gaze fell upon that sword, it evoked the feeling of looking at a peerless weapon. This sword was undoubtedly a killing weapon; many speculated that it was the treasure Xiu Qiyu had obtained in the secret realm. He hadn't taken it out before because he felt it unnecessary, but now, facing Wolf, he finally did.

Now, the outcome of this battle is once again uncertain.

"This sword is no ordinary weapon." Zhan Changtian subconsciously touched his broadsword, and the consciousness emanating from the sword even carried a hint of fear. The level of this sword might be even higher than it appeared.

"If we can successfully stop Wolf Sha, that would be even better." Yu Kou looked on with great interest at the impending battle.

Xiu Qiyu gently drew the Shadowless Sword. This sword had successfully recognized its master and could sometimes merge with other swords. Today was the first time he had used the Shadowless Sword, and he could feel its excitement.

Wolf Sha pounced and appeared in front of Xiu Qiyu. Its sharp claws gleamed with a ghostly blue light, clearly coated with deadly poison.