Soaring of Galaxia

This change of move appeared light, but the sweeping power from the momentum made that Number Two’s Spiritual Qi boil up inside him. His body was like a lone leaf on the water, and the wave of power from Qin Wushuang was equivalent to a gigantic and violent wave.

Despite being Upper Sky, he discovered that his command of Upper Sky power was far behind that of his opponent!

Boom!

The weapons met with each other!

When the sweeping power from the long whip hit the broadsword, it emitted a muffled sound.

With a sound of "Dang", that broadsword flew out of his hand from the shock and into the sky. Qin Wushuang sneered and shook his whip again. Already, the whip had wrapped around the neck of Number Two like a poisonous snake.

He asked lightly: "How about it? Two moves, to be precise, it was a move and half!"

Appearing ashen-faced, that number two was still reluctant to admit defeat: "I had a huge battle before and wasted too much Spiritual Qi. Or else how could I have lost this fight easily."

To a loser, Qin Wushuang would never hit a drowning dog. Instead, he smiled: "If that’s the case, then I look forward to the next time we fight. Now, you should get down from the stage."

He waved his arm and lightly send out the power to let the whip use a gentle pushing force and sent this number two down the arena.

When number two landed, he did not feel any impulsive force. It was as if he had only jumped from the original place.

Now, he finally realized how terrifying his opponent was and how he was much more powerful than him!

Regarding the power and his grasp of the distance, the other competitor had judged it to the tiniest detail. Additionally, he had done it with much ease and with little effort.

When he thought here, he accepted that he had been wholeheartedly defeated.

Two moves!

Again, Qin Wushuang’s excellent performance of taking down his opponent in two moves had won cheers from the entire crowd. Even the most picky audience was in awe of Qin Wushuang’s method and presence.

On the other hand, many Core disciples who was watching from the dark corner kept comparing their own strength with this number six to see who was stronger.

Only, this arena competition had ensured all identities would remain hidden. For now, they had no idea of knowing which line the Core disciple belonged to.

Of course, almost all the audience members treated Qin Wushuang as a Core disciple. Only those leaders from each lines knew that this number six was not a Core, but a newly risen Advanced disciple!

Currently, Yan Feng was also having contradicting views. He knew that among the eight competitors, one of them was Brother Qin. However, regarding which one, with his Pre-Sky Realm strength, he could not make the judgment. After the first round, had ended, he thought: "Since he had not gone out to find me, I think he has advanced. I wonder whether he could pass the next round? With his strength, he can definitely win!"

Yan Feng did not have much knowledge about elite warriors in the Upper Sky Realm. However, he felt deeply impressed after seeing Qin Wushuang showing his moves a few times. And from Qin Wushuang, he saw a type of temperament that only a grandmaster would have. It was none of the arrogance, ignorance and decisive killing temperament.

Just when Qin Wushuang had sent Number Two out of the arena, at the same time, number eight also finished his opponent.

The remaining two who were standing on the stage were the finalists. It was just as everyone had guessed before, umber Six against Number Eight! They were to fight for the winner’s spot and the prize!

The winner from these two would acquire eight Initial Stage inner cores of all five primary attributes!

When thinking here, many Pre-Sky Realm martial artists was about to drool. Inwardly, Yan Feng kept praying: "Hopefully among these two, is Brother Qin! I really hope he wins!"

After spending some time with Qin Wushuang, he was impressed with Qin Wushuang’s temperament. Vividly, despite being biased towards someone he knew, he hoped that Qin Wushuang would win. Deep in his heart, he wished that Qin Wushuang would give him one of the inner cores after winning this competition!

In that case, he would have gathered all the main ingredients!

When he thought here, the blood of Yan Feng’s entire body almost boiled up and his body could not help but tremble lightly.

However, another disciple right next to him had seen his reaction. That person mocked: "Dude, why are you trembling? Is there someone you know on the stage?"

Yan Feng said seriously: "One of my friend also participated on the competition. Since he has not come out yet, he is surely among the two in the final round!"

"Haha, please excuse my behavior. Allow me to ask, which teacher do you study under? Or which Palace Master?"

Usually, those who could participate in the final round were all from those lines of the five Palace Masters.

Although those Shakymuni and Elders had Core disciples studying under them, their spots was limited and incomparable to the five Palace Masters.

One Shakymuni only had two spots for Core disciples. And the Elders only had one.

Thus, in most cases, the final winner of such arena competition were exceptional disciples studying under the five Palace Masters. Despite the other possibilities, it rarely happened.

Hearing this question, Yan Feng blushed and he wanted to say that he studied under the Second Palace Master. In the end, he could not say it. Instead, he twitched the corner of his mouth and did not answer.

...

In the second round, there weren’t much glint and flash of steel. And without any suspense, both Qin Wushuang and Number Eight had taken down their opponents swiftly and ruthlessly.

Qin Wushuang did not plan to waste the two-hours of break time. He found a quiet corner to prepare for this final battle.

For the final fight of this arena competition, Qin Wushuang was determined to win!

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang sensed that four Upper Sky presence had appeared around him.

For these four Upper Sky presence, all of them were revealed to be extremely powerful and demonstrated formidable strength.

"Who’s there?"

Qin Wushuang stood up alarmingly. Although this was the Nature Manifestation Valley and the Palace forbade killing one another, but it did not mean that Qin Wushuang would completely let down his guard .

"Humph, you don’t need to know who we are. We have some advice for you, I just wonder if you are willing to listen."

"Oh?" Staying alert, Qin Wushuang did not answer.

"In the following final round, if you want to go on, you must lose! As long as you chose to lose, we can give you two inner cores!"

Sounding hoarse, this voice had obviously suppressed its timbre and changed its tone.

Hearing the threat, instead of anger, Qin Wushuang could not help but laugh. It was not the first time that he had encountered such threats. Initially, he also met such threats at the Family Class Evaluations back in River County of the Bai Yue Country.

At that time, he was in the last round to fight for the Wealthy seat. His opponent was the Xu family, and it was the Xi Men Feudal Lords who had threatened him.

That time, Qin Wushuang did not compromise.

This time, he had no reason to do so either.

His principle was simple and it was those words his teacher Tan Zhongchi had emphasized—Never let go of what was yours!

Tan Zhongchi had reminded him—Due to the shortage of resources in the Great Luo Empire, once something good had appeared, never let it go. If you had the strength, go ahead and fight for it!

Qin Wushuang’s opponent was Number Eight and his strength could not stop him. Thus, he had no reason to give up the competition and get scared by one or two words of threats!

When he thought here, Qin Wushuang calmed down and asked lightly: "Did that Number Eight ask you guys to come?"

"That’s none of your business! One sentence, you will gain if you give up. If not, in the future, we will make your life miserable!"

Qin Wushuang sneered lightly: "Nicely said!"

He glanced around and said without fear: "Even if you guys had the ability to make my life miserable, I still only have these words for today’s battle—Never let go of what’s mine! If I lost on the stage because of my lack of skills, I have nothing to say. If you want me to resign without a fight, then you are wrong!"

After he had finished, he laughed and shook his long whip into the sky. Immediately, he swept it in three big circles to sent waves of wind spreading out. The sweeping force made all the leaves around fall, dancing in the wake.

Showing off an imposing manner, Qin Wushuang kept moving his footsteps and charged out of the encirclement while hissing. As he walked, he kept sending out whistling waves of light.

He knew for sure that these four had come to threaten him in secret. If the other disciples knew the inside story behind this gambling competition, it would be strange if this activity could carry on in the future!

Thus, his waves of whistling light brought out a rolling and unstoppable sound wave. It shocked the surrounding like thunder, the echo pouring out into the entire valley.

Indeed, those four did not expect Qin Wushuang to be this cunning. The expression on their face all changed and inwardly, they all cursed at him. On the other hand, they also decided to disappear.

These four were all Core disciples studying under the Head Palace Master. Normally, they loved to stick together. Now, seeing Qin Wushuang’s formidable strength had placed him as a strong opponent to their Little Brother Nine, of course they did not want the goods to spread to an outsider. Thus, they came to threaten Qin Wushuang and thought about using the four of their presence to intimidate him.

Only, they never expected that their plan to threaten Qin Wushuang was the biggest mistake. Qin Wushuang was a proud person and he hated when people threaten him.

And these four had touched the biggest taboo!

Just when Qin Wushuang had left this place, a beautiful figure appeared out of nowhere of where he had stood before. It was that Zhou Fu. She watched the departing figure of Qin Wushuang and thoughts dwelled on her mind. After careful observation, she already felt the remaining four or five Upper Sky presence.

Zhou Fu mumbled: "Indeed, so that’s why! Just don’t know if that Little Brother had become intimidated and left?"

Just when she was concentrating, a straightforward call came from behind: "Little Sister Zhou, why are you here?"

Without turning her head, Zhou Fu knew that the person was the number one disciple under the Head Palace Master. The strongest among the younger generation—Wei Yi.