The third round of eliminations began, and Ling Tian faced his first opponent. After an initial assessment, he had already gleaned plenty of information and devised a strategy. They clasped their hands in greeting, exchanged names, and the battle was about to begin.
Just as Ling Tian had guessed, the man's attack was fearsome, but he wasn't good at prolonged fights. Ling Tian used his movement technique to keep him at bay, then brought out the Light Dance Sword and waited for an opening to strike. That wasn't all. As his hands flashed through seals, he laid down spells and restrictive formations one after another, surrounding the Devil Race cultivator.
That left Ling Tian with a live target to practice on. He had already secured his position in the fight.
Still, the experts chosen by the Devil Master were no pushover. The man had plenty of combat experience, and his great axe whirled as pure Demonic Sha Power surged around him. He had little trouble warding off the ambushes of the Light Dance Flying Sword. Though he was at a disadvantage, he wasn't in danger of losing anytime soon.
As time passed, Ling Tian laid down more and more restrictions, further limiting the Devil Race cultivator's movements. It was only a matter of time before he lost.
Suddenly, fierce axe aura burst from the man's great axe, forcing the Light Dance Flying Sword back for the moment. He retreated dozens of yards, then looked at Ling Tian with eyes full of praise. "To think you could force me this far. Yuan Teng, you truly are a rising star in the Immortal Realm, one of its Ten Leaders, and someone valued by all the Heavenly Lords and the Devil Master. It seems I'll have to use my strongest move."
At that,