In the blink of an eye, the competition reached the final match of the fourth round, and the second arena once again had something worth watching.
It was Zhu Ningyun, one of the three new stars, against Shan Shouqing, ranked seventh. Everyone began guessing who would win.
Although Shan Shouqing had lost to Li Biehe before, her strength was still formidable.
As for Zhu Ningyun, judging from her previous moves, she excelled in speed and perception.
Her sword strikes were extraordinarily fast, and she could always seize her opponent's weaknesses and deliver a fatal blow. She was extremely difficult to deal with.
Going up against her was a tremendous strain.
It was simply impossible to know whether such methods would still work against Shan Shouqing.
Yet, to everyone's astonishment, Shan Shouqing lost before she had even lasted a dozen sword strikes—and she lost utterly.
"What sword technique is that?"
Shan Shouqing stared at the sword tip pressed against her throat and swallowed.
"Yi Jian Jue."
Zhu Ningyun slowly withdrew her long sword.
"Yi Jian Jue?"
From Shan Shouqing's expression, it was obvious she had never heard of it.
The match ended just like that, with surprising ease. Everyone could not help sighing in amazement. The new stars of this generation were all incredibly fierce. First there was the all-around expert, Lu Ming.
Yes, no one even knew who had first given Lu Ming that nickname, but it had since spread.
Although it sounded overly blunt and somewhat like a cheap-stall moniker, it described him perfectly. External Skill, palm techniques, leg techniques, claw techniques, qinggong, saber techniques—he could do them all, and he was formidable in every one.
Now Zhu Ningyun had revealed yet another baffling sword technique.
In short, everyone's eyes had been opened. This trip had not been in