Hei Jue sat backstage, still pondering things in his mind, when suddenly Gao Heng's voice rang out from the jade talisman beside him, "Jade Protector, why hasn't the second round started yet?"
"Gao Heng, the interval between each battle in the fighting arena is at most one hour."
Hei Jue's attitude was even more friendly than before. He sent a private message, "You should take this time to regulate your breathing. I know you're anxious to get the first-class identity token, but there's no rush. You can come back on the 16th of next month to continue."
"Jade Protector, disciple does not need to regulate his breathing."
Gao Heng's voice came, sounding neither humble nor arrogant, "Disciple doesn't like to procrastinate, and I also want to try to achieve ten consecutive victories in one night."
"good!"
Hei Jue laughed heartily. "Young people should be ambitious. I accept! But you can only try once, but you must not risk your life. If you fail once, you can try again next time."
"Thank you for your concern, Jade Protector. I will always remember this."
Xiang Sheng held his sword, observing the fighting arena from afar through the fence, "Please, Jade Protector, let us pass."
Hei Jue immediately waved his sleeve and hit the switch, causing the iron fence to rise. At the same time, he picked up a jade talisman for communication and ordered, "Dispatch the next person immediately."
"yes!"
A response came from the jade talisman, and the iron fence on the opposite side opened, and a pale-faced wandering cultivator walked out timidly.
The scene of Wen Zhenxiu's tragic death was still fresh in his mind. When he saw the mask on Xiang Sheng's face, he was so frightened that his legs gave way and he knelt on the ground, "I give up!"
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows, but did not respond or take any action.
"What's going on?"
Hei Jue's face turned grim as he picked up the jade talisman that had been sent to the fighting arena's manager. "Since our young master has won one match, we should at least arrange for an opponent who has won two matches in a row. Why is the person who came up so unbearable?"
"Sir, it's not that we're incompetent. My opponent has already won three games in a row."
The person on the other side of the communication jade talisman said aggrievedly, "It's true that this young man's attack was too ruthless, and it scared many people out of their wits. I didn't know he would be so scared that he would just admit defeat."
"That's all."
Hei Jue's expression eased slightly. "Announce the result and arrange for the third person to go up immediately."
"yes!"
Soon, the voice of the manager was heard in the fighting arena.
"One side admits defeat, Fangcunji's son wins! The third battle begins immediately."
The monks in the stands had already stood up and were about to leave, but after hearing these words, they sat down again with great interest.
"I know that casual cultivator. He's usually quite timid, but he was actually scared away. This Fang Cun Ji young master is truly formidable!"
"Haha, not all young masters are this powerful. Not to mention those far away, let's just talk about those nearby. I just took advantage of my free time to go watch two fights next door. They were also young masters, and their performances were mediocre, not as good as this person."
"Fellow Daoist, what you said is very much in line with my opinion. I have watched this ninth-grade fighting arena for several years, and there are few who are more powerful than this person."
While everyone in the stands was talking, a third person finally walked out from opposite Xiang Sheng.
The man who came was a middle-aged casual cultivator with ordinary appearance. He walked steadily and came over to Xiang Sheng, clasped his fists, and started to attack without saying a word.
Xiang Sheng was so happy that he retreated instead of advancing, and approached him. He didn't even know when the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed.
So fast!
The middle-aged casual cultivator was secretly shocked. He had already guessed from the audience that the opponent's swordsmanship was superb and should not be underestimated. He did not expect that his sword speed was far beyond his imagination.
He immediately turned the magic weapon around to protect himself, but his movements were still a step slower than his consciousness.
Before the magic weapon was activated, the middle-aged cultivator felt a pain in his neck. The sword cut through a layer of flesh and barely stopped.
A layer of cold sweat oozed from the back of the middle-aged cultivator, and he quickly shouted, "I give up!"
Xiang Sheng immediately put away his sword and took a step back, staring at the middle-aged cultivator without saying a word.
The middle-aged cultivator swallowed his saliva and said quickly, "Thank you for showing mercy, young master."
Although he didn't see clearly how the other party attacked, he knew that with the speed of the other party's sword, he could not save his life just by shouting.
Even someone as strong as Wen Zhenxiu died without even having the chance to say a word?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged cultivator bowed again, turned around and left in a hurry.
"The young master of Fangcunji wins."
The fighting arena manager announced the result and then asked Xiang Sheng, his voice tinged with awe, "Young Master, can we just continue with the fourth round?"
Xiang Sheng pursed his lips and said, "Continue."
The next six matches were all fought by veterans who had been in the fighting arena for a long time, and some of them were strong players who had won nine games in a row.
However, in front of the master of the highest level of swordsmanship, they were all one step slower, and this step was an insurmountable obstacle. Before the opponent could exert his full fighting strength, Xiang Sheng stabbed him in the neck with a sword and he had no choice but to admit defeat.
"Nine consecutive victories, and it's only been two hours..."
Hei Jue was more and more amazed as he watched. At first, he thought that Gao Heng's consecutive victories were due to cheating.
But after seeing so much, he changed his mind and thought, Gao Heng was able to take the initiative every time when the opponent was on guard. Isn't this a perfect grasp of the opportunity?
Moreover, Gao Heng is only in the initial stage of foundation building and still has great room for improvement.
Hei Jue's heart was pounding. If he could push this boy up, his chances of entering the Elders' Pavilion would be better.
Thinking of this, he picked up the steward's jade talisman and asked, "How many nine-victory independent cultivators can be immediately arranged? What are their strengths?"
The steward heard the hidden meaning in Hei Jue's words and immediately replied with tacit understanding, "There is only one, and she's a female cultivator. When she first came, she was inexperienced in fighting, but now she has won many battles with her magic weapon. She is also a formidable figure."
Hei Jue smiled when he heard that. There was nothing wrong with what the manager said, but Gao Heng was extremely quick in his moves and was the best at restraining those who relied on magic weapons to win.
This battle will definitely be foolproof.
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