"The person in charge really knows how to set the mood..." Li Jiaqi muttered.
The young man's expression was calm, but the coldness in his eyes sent chills down the spines of those who saw the close-up on the big screen.
"Another peak martial arts master."
He murmured before sinking in.
He didn't know whether it was a mistake in the past data statistics or whether this year was just special. After Long Yi before, this was the second peak high martial artist to appear on the field.
In previous years, it was considered a miracle for a newcomer to break through to the High Martial Artist level.
For example, in last year's college cup, the final match was just a battle between two high-level martial artists, one at the seventh dan and the other at the eighth dan.
The peak of a high-level martial artist is actually a very special realm.
Because upon arriving here, one's energy and spirit reach a temporary state of perfection, and under this harmonious unity, even before sinking, it becomes difficult to judge the opponent's combat strength.
After all, the "Daoist charm" is not always being released outwards. You never know if he is still within the realm of a high-level martial artist, or if he has already taken that crucial step and reached the "half-step Mountain and Sea" realm.
Even among those at the "half-step Mountain and Sea" level, their combat strength varies, with the most exceptional individuals capable of slaying true Mountain and Sea level beings.
Regardless, this Sima Xing truly lived up to his name and certainly had the right to be arrogant.
"I concede."
But no one expected that as soon as the whistle blew and Sima Xing took his first step, Xiang Zhi immediately conceded defeat.
"What's going on here?" Ouyang Fei asked in astonishment.
"She's already injured, and judging from Sima Xing's eyes, she won't hold back when she attacks. Why take the risk?"
Shen Qian had anticipated this, and said calmly, "Her goal is simply to force Sima Xing out. At least for now, in terms of sheer momentum, Sima Xing has already lost half the battle."
Standing on the arena, surrounded by various discussions, Sima Xing seemed to realize something, and his originally calm face turned gloomy.
After Xiang Zhi left, footsteps echoed on the other side of the stairs.
As expected, the person who walked up was a sharp-looking, crew-cut young man with cold features, whom Shen Qian had seen in photos before. He was none other than Tan Kaifei, the number one fighter in Dongwu.
There was another reason why Shen Qianhui felt somewhat close to Tan Kaifei.
Tan Kaifei was an orphan from Lucheng and could be considered half a fellow townsman of his. However, he was later adopted by a family in the Southeast Province, which led to his high-ranking official position.
The noise inside the main stadium gradually subsided. Tan Kaifei and Sima Xing, two hundred meters apart, stared at each other with equally cold eyes.
"If we include the match between Batian Military Martial Arts and Jiangzhong Military Martial Arts, strictly speaking, this is the second ultimate battle of the Nine Heavens Cup..."
The host was deliberately stalling for time to build up the atmosphere, and Yue Dakan was getting a little impatient.
"Damn it, what kind of epic battle or earth-shattering war is this? I only care about my three million, okay? Can't you hurry up?!"
"Speaking of which, Da Kan, what are your chances of winning against these two?" Shen Qian asked with amusement.
"If two people come at me together, it's hard to say, but if you're asking about one-on-one, I can blow their balls off."
Yue Dakan mumbled something, his face full of disdain.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Qingqing, who was standing next to her, seemed to be deep in thought. She then took out her bracelet, edited a post, and clicked send.
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