The second round is naturally far more intense than the first round, and there is very little element of luck involved.
Because the eighteen people who can stand here are all at the pinnacle of swordsmanship among the younger generation!
To be honest, Shen Yunhao never dared to imagine that he would have the opportunity to stand here... The improvement he received from this sword tournament has far exceeded his expectations!
So when his name and Huo Qingfeng's name appeared in the air, Shen Yunhao was only stunned for a moment, without much reaction.
Huo Qingfeng, standing not far away, had clearly also witnessed this outcome.
He turned his head and looked at Shen Yunhao, a bright smile appearing on his face!
He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Shen Yunhao and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Superman! It's true that we meet again in life! We didn't get to enjoy our last battle, but now that we meet again on the arena, we must have a good fight!"
These words immediately sparked murmurs of discussion among the spectators.
"Senior Brother Huo fought him before? And he didn't even win?"
"Strange, isn't this guy just supposed to jump around on stage?"
"Judging from Senior Brother Huo's tone, he seems to value him quite a bit?"
In many people's eyes, Huo Qingfeng, as an elite disciple of the Azure Sky Sword Pavilion, is strong enough to be among the top ten.
An opponent who is treated with such seriousness by him and who takes the initiative to challenge him is no ordinary person!
Shen Yunhao took a deep breath and suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind.
In the battle in the valley a month ago, if it weren't for the Frost's Spirit possession erupting at the crucial moment, he would have been defeated long ago.
But things are different now. He has mastered the Lingbo Sword Steps to a high level and has become more adept at controlling the Guixue Sword.
He is not without a chance of winning this battle.
"Since Senior Brother Huo has invited me, how could I refuse?"
Shen Yunhao responded in a deep voice, stepped onto the arena, and stood opposite Huo Qingfeng.
As the referee elder announced the start of the competition, Shen Yunhao took the initiative to attack, his figure leaving afterimages like a ghost. The Guixue Sword brought a chilling light and went straight for Huo Qingfeng's face!
Its speed was astonishing, and its swordsmanship was even more fierce and unparalleled, completely different from its attitude of dodging and not attacking when it fought Wu Yun'er yesterday!
Huo Qingfeng's eyes gleamed brightly, his surprise replaced by delight! The Dragon-Evolving Sword emitted a low hum and fiercely met the attack!
"Clang clang clang clang!"
A dense, rain-like chorus of metal clanging suddenly erupted.
Two figures clashed rapidly on the arena, their swords flashing and their energy surging!
Compared to their previous battle, Shen Yunhao did not favor defense this time. Instead, he used his absolute speed advantage from his movement technique to launch continuous attacks around Huo Qingfeng. His body moved left and right, forward and backward, and his sword moves were tricky and ruthless. Every sword was aimed at the place where Huo Qingfeng had to save!
This completely different style of play left the spectators in the audience dumbfounded.
Many people subconsciously turned their gaze to Wu Yun'er's position.
Feeling the strange, mocking gazes, Wu Yun'er's pretty face flushed red with anger. She stomped her foot angrily and shouted, "What are you looking at! His hand was smashed yesterday! He can't draw his sword! Is that wrong?!"
Everyone: "..."
On stage, Huo Qingfeng's expression changed from initial excitement to solemnity.
From his perspective, Shen Yunhao's progress... was actually a bit exaggerated!
It's not just the Lingbo Sword Steps; more importantly, his coordination with the Guixue Sword has reached a whole new level!
The sword moves with the person, and the person borrows the momentum of the sword. It is agile and swift with a natural sense of fluidity. There will never be a situation like last time where the sword moves were sluggish because the movement was too fast!
Clearly, much of this improvement came from what he learned from Shen Yunhao during their last battle...
"This guy's swordsmanship talent... should not be underestimated!"
Thinking of this, Huo Qingfeng became completely serious. The Yanlong Sword seemed to have come to life in his hands. His sword moves were wide and sweeping, yet incredibly precise. Every strike blocked the opponent's attacks.
However... if the opponent's Guixue Sword suddenly unleashes its power to completely suppress Yanlong, just like last time, and I lose my advantage in swordsmanship, I'll probably be defeated very quickly!
Sword energy whistled across the arena, each collision unleashing dazzling sparks and deafening explosions. The two fought from the center of the arena to the edge, and then back to the center, their offense and defense shifting with lightning speed. Exquisite sword techniques emerged one after another, leaving the audience dazzled.
After hundreds of rounds, the two showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, they fought with increasing vigor and their momentum continued to rise!
On the viewing platform, Ouyang Jingfeng stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of admiration. He said to a woman in white with a cool and aloof demeanor sitting at the end of the table, "Junior Sister Ye, Qingfeng has met his match today. The world is vast and full of hidden talents. Even among the rogue cultivators, there are unparalleled geniuses. Although we are the leaders of the sword path, we must not be careless."
This woman was none other than the Cold Moon Sword Saint, the last of the Seven Great Sword Saints. Her cold gaze was fixed on the two fiercely clashing on the arena. She nodded slightly and said, "This boy's footwork is indeed mysterious and unpredictable, far surpassing my sect's 'Lingying Step'. It is Qingfeng's good fortune to have this battle."
Ouyang Jingfeng nodded in agreement: "These two are evenly matched in swordsmanship, movement, and willpower. If they continue to fight like this, it will probably be difficult to determine a winner within a thousand moves, which will only waste their energy and damage their harmony. How about... we consider it a draw? There are still vacancies for the next round. Having one more person enter the next round will also make the subsequent arrangements easier."
This suggestion was immediately approved by the sword saints present.
Under a double-elimination format, having an additional strong player enter the winners' or losers' bracket is beneficial for the subsequent schedule and the entertainment value of the matches.
Soon, the elder referee received a telepathic message and announced loudly: "On the C-class arena, Superman Qiang and Huo Qingfeng fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, and it was difficult to determine the winner! After the Sword Saints of the Sword Pavilion have ruled, this battle is a draw! Both of them advance to the next round!"
Upon hearing this, the two fighters, who were locked in fierce combat on the arena, simultaneously sheathed their swords and retreated.
Huo Qingfeng laughed heartily, cupped his fists towards Shen Yunhao, and said, "Hahaha! That was exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating! Fellow Daoist Chao, we must find an opportunity another day to settle our differences!"
Shen Yunhao breathed a sigh of relief and returned the greeting with a smile: "Senior Brother Huo's swordsmanship is divine, and I have benefited greatly from it! I will definitely seek your guidance again in the future!"
The two exchanged a smile, seemingly sharing a mutual appreciation, and then each jumped off the stage.
After landing, Shen Yunhao's gaze quickly swept over the other three arenas.
The result of the Jia-class arena made his eyes narrow: Guan Yingying had actually lost!
Opposite her stood a young man dressed in a moon-white gown, with an exceptionally handsome face and a dashing demeanor, his hands clasped behind his back.
This person is quite famous; he is Kong Tianling, the personal disciple of Luo Yuchen, the master of the Misty Pavilion!
In the top 20 of the "Chronicles of the Forty-Year-Olds" list, he should be ranked after Guan Yingying, but he has now surpassed Guan Yingying.
At this moment, Kong Tianling stood on the arena, gracefully bowing to Guan Yingying with a smile on his face and a gentle, warm voice, "Fairy Guan's swordsmanship is exquisite. I, Tianling, was fortunate enough to win by a move or two, and I am truly ashamed. I wonder if, after the match, I would have the honor of inviting you to have tea and discuss the Dao..."
"Get out!"
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