Two Matches in a Row!

Name: Ye Zhi Qiu

Bone Structure: Grade B Upper

Talent: Mid-grade Talent [Swordsmanship]

Ye Zhi Qiu possesses mid-grade swordsmanship talent.

This allows him to easily defeat opponents in previous battles.

At under thirty years old, Ye Zhi Qiu's cultivation has reached the peak of Blood Tempering Fifth Level.

Furthermore, he has cultivated a top-tier Blood Tempering Sword Technique to the point of mastery.

He is only one step away from condensing Sword Intent.

He came to participate in the arena competition, firstly to increase his martial arts school's fame and thus its income, and secondly to temper his own Sword Intent.

Ye Zhi Qiu looked at Lu Changfeng opposite him. This was the first opponent at Blood Tempering Sixth Level he had encountered since his winning streak in the arena competition.

The arena organizers considered his swordsmanship outstanding, capable of fighting across realms, which is why they arranged this match!

"Brother Lu, be careful of my sword!"

Lu Changfeng looked at Ye Zhi Qiu's cautious and serious demeanor and shrugged. This match was just a trial run for him.

Lu Changfeng's goal was to build his own reputation.

With this, Ye Zhi Qiu's fate was sealed.

"Watch my sword! Autumn Moon Sword Technique!"

The longsword in Ye Zhi Qiu's hand drew beautiful sword flowers, creating streaks of sword shadows as he slashed towards Lu Changfeng.

The audience erupted in cheers!

These magnificent, masterfully executed sword moves delivered an incredibly shocking sensory experience to the audience!

Lu Changfeng faced Ye Zhi Qiu's incoming sword.

He even had time to twist his neck.

Then, Lu Changfeng drew his Autumn Water Longsword.

Swish!

Without needing to use Sword Intent, Lu Changfeng employed a strike from the Storm Sword Technique – a fast and fierce sword thrust that directly sent Ye Zhi Qiu's longsword flying.

He then placed the tip of his sword at Ye Zhi Qiu's neck.

Feeling the coldness on his neck, Ye Zhi Qiu's face turned deathly pale. "I lost."

"You honor me," Lu Changfeng retracted his sword and walked back to the contestant area without looking back.

In the contestant area, event staff asked Lu Changfeng if he wanted to continue participating.

As it was still early, Lu Changfeng naturally nodded.

On the stage, Ye Zhi Qiu walked off dejectedly. Being defeated so easily made him doubt himself.

The audience below was also bewildered. Lu Changfeng's movements were too fast; they didn't understand what happened before the match ended.

However, this didn't stop the audience from cheering. Two words said it all: "Awesome!"

In a private room on the second floor of the venue, several high-ranking officials of the event exchanged views and unanimously agreed that the power of Lu Changfeng's previous strike was extremely impressive.

He was qualified to contend with the top ten swordsmen of Five Horse Street's Blood Tempering Realm.

"Didn't Zhao Yan contact us today? Notify him to come over."

"Let this Lu Changfeng have a go at Zhao Yan," said one of the senior event officials.

Another senior official hesitated, "Isn't it too soon? This Lu Changfeng has only had one test match, and Zhao Yan is ranked fifth among the Blood Tempering Realm swordsmen of Five Horse Street."

"It's not too soon. Don't be fooled by Ye Zhi Qiu's quick defeat; he actually has the strength to be among the top fifteen."

"This Lu Changfeng is not simple."

The conversation among the senior officials determined Lu Changfeng's next opponent.

Lu Changfeng, of course, was unaware of this.

After about half an hour, a tall swordsman with a thick beard appeared in the contestant passage.

The bearded swordsman searched the contestant area and his gaze fell upon Lu Changfeng.

He walked directly to Lu Changfeng and sat down beside him. "I am Zhao Yan. Are you the opponent worth my visit today? Lu Changfeng?"

Lu Changfeng finally noticed the swordsman and instinctively used his interface to scan him.

Name: Zhao Yan

Bone Structure: Grade A Lower

Talent: Mid-grade Talent [Heavy Sword]

Heavy sword? This was Lu Changfeng's first time seeing a Mid-grade Talent that was different from Swordsmanship.

Glancing at the over two-meter-long heavy sword behind Zhao Yan, Lu Changfeng understood.

"I'm not too sure," Lu Changfeng replied.

Zhao Yan, however, was extremely enthusiastic and began to explain.

It turned out that after achieving a certain number of consecutive wins and rankings in the arena, the difficulty of opponents would increase.

It became hard to find suitable opponents.

Therefore, these ranked contestants would receive special treatment. They could cultivate at home and would only be notified to compete when an opponent was found.

"Currently, my record is sixteen wins and one loss. I am the Fifth Swordsman of Five Horse Street's Blood Tempering Realm," Zhao Yan said with a hint of pride.

Lu Changfeng's heart stirred, "So, if I defeat you, I can become the Fifth Swordsman of Five Horse Street's Blood Tempering Realm?"

Zhao Yan laughed heartily, "Naturally."

As his words fell, the announcer declared Lu Changfeng and Zhao Yan to the stage.

It was already close to midnight.

The number of spectators in the martial arts school reached its peak.

Lu Changfeng and Zhao Yan's match was a main event added on short notice.

Both were at the Blood Tempering Sixth Level, and with their status as Sword Technique Masters, this match promised to be exciting.

Especially since they had to decide the victor within five minutes.

This caught the attention of the arena elders in the second-floor private boxes.

The two stood up and walked onto the stage.

They took their positions.

The announcer began to introduce their identities.

"Competitor A, Zhao Yan, True Disciple of the Great Sword Martial Arts School! Blood Tempering Sixth Level! Record: sixteen wins, one loss!"

The Great Sword Martial Arts School was one of the renowned sword dojos in Five Horse Street.

Its master was a Sword Master at the Muscle Tendon Realm.

"Competitor B, Lu Changfeng, Master of the Changle Martial Arts School! Blood Tempering Sixth Level, record: one win, zero losses!!"

Being able to face Zhao Yan, the name Changle Martial Arts School was also subtly imprinted in the audience's minds for the first time.

The introductions concluded, and the match timer began.

Zhao Yan first took down the two-meter heavy sword from his back.

"The main material of this sword is Mysterious Iron, mixed with an Extraterrestrial Meteorite. Its total weight is two hundred and twenty-six jin."

Zhao Yan held the two hundred and twenty-six jin heavy sword with one hand, appearing extremely steady.

Zhao Yan's opening introduction of his heavy sword, while seemingly a display of great etiquette, was actually a psychological tactic. Normally, opponents would gasp in shock and feel pressured upon hearing that his heavy sword weighed over two hundred jin.

However, this time, Zhao Yan saw no emotional fluctuation on Lu Changfeng's face.

Lu Changfeng, of course, wasn't shocked because he usually practiced the Heavenly Body Tempering Blade Technique with a two-hundred-jin raw iron long saber.

Furthermore, unlike Zhao Yan's technique for wielding a heavy sword, Lu Changfeng relied entirely on his physical strength to wield his two-hundred-jin long saber during practice.

Seeing Zhao Yan's heavy sword, Lu Changfeng felt a sense of familiarity.

Since Zhao Yan had introduced his weapon, Lu Changfeng naturally followed suit with a customary introduction of his own sword.

"Ahem, Autumn Water Longsword. It's three feet six inches long, and has been with me for many years. It's an excellent Treasure Artifact."

Zhao Yan nodded appreciatively, "Then, take this!"

Zhao Yan raised his heavy sword and unleashed a powerful heavy sword slash towards Lu Changfeng with a wide, sweeping motion!

He used the Heavy Sword Decisive Strike for this move, and the sword momentum was incredibly fierce! It also served as a setup for the next move!

Everyone expected Lu Changfeng to dodge this sword strike!

But Lu Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and holding his relatively slender Autumn Water Longsword, he met the attack head-on!

Clang!

With a deafening sound, Lu Changfeng, with incredible strength, held his sword with both hands and blocked Zhao Yan's formidable heavy sword slash!