In the stands and rest area, almost everyone was looking towards the Group B Arena.
One is a prodigy who has just demonstrated his Super First-rate talent, while the other has been famous for a long time and is among the top ten in the Martial Examination Ranking.
The two had a history of grudges, which apparently were never truly resolved.
"If young people have conflicts, they can just have a fight. There's no problem that can't be solved with a fight," the Mo Clan leader in the stands laughed.
The Martial Academy instructor gave him a cold glance. "How many years has Chen An been practicing martial arts, and how many years has Jiang Ping been practicing?"
Rest area.
The Number Five on the Ranking- ranked man whispered, "This battle shouldn't start. Jiang Ping started too late; it's best for him to concede."
Cao Qingzhi looked towards the arena. Jiang Ping wasn't stupid; he would likely make a choice that was advantageous to him.
However.
Sulfuric acid!
On the arena, Jiang Ping suddenly drew his longsword, seemingly to show his attitude.
"He does have some guts."
Chen An raised an eyebrow slightly, then smiled, only to hear the other person say seriously, "When will you bow your head and admit your mistake to me? Remember to bring your money; I'm a little short of cash these days."
"..." Chen An.
"Kill!" Chen An's expression darkened slightly. He had been somewhat hesitant at first, but now he was more determined. Today might be the day of a major event.
Boom!
This person, ranked tenth, charged towards Jiang Ping with lightning speed.
A Blood Sword materialized in his palm, emanating an extremely terrifying aura.
This is an extremely powerful Blood Art, no weaker than the Invincible Vajra, and it has achieved amazing results in Chen An's hands. He once used the Blood Sword to cut through a precious sword that could damage Golden Bone.
Jiang Ping parried with his sword, but the sword broke instantly upon contact.
Ultimately, it wasn't made of any special material, making it too vulnerable against Chen An's Blood Sword.
Chen An sneered, Blood Sword slashed down, aiming for Jiang Ping's shoulder. A piercing metallic clang rang out, accompanied by sparks flying.
He raised an eyebrow, feeling the chill emanating from the other person's coat.
"Break!"
Chen An intensified his attack, unleashing the full power of the Blood Sword. A burst of red light enveloped Jiang Ping completely, causing even more sparks to fly.
Bang!
Jiang Ping was cleaved away by his sword, and Jiang Ping himself was also knocked back.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Because Jiang Ping pointed his fingers like a sword, countless heavy Sword Qi burst forth from his body, specifically targeting the lower body, striking the same spot on his lower body. This forced Jiang Ping to retreat, fearing that his future would be cut off.
"Eighty percent of Sword Qi!"
Chen An raised an eyebrow. The other party was truly gifted, and his skills were already at 80% level. If he were allowed to train for a while longer, his own Martial Artist disguise would be broken first.
Across from him, Jiang Ping remained expressionless. His Ruoshui Swordplay only possessed 80% of its essence, yet he was powerless against a genius like Chen An.
Boom!
Chen An attacked again, his Blood Sword blazing with a soaring red light, and a surge of powerful Blood Qi continuously emanating from his body.
He honed his skills to a very high level at the Sixth Grade, accumulating an inexhaustible supply of vital essence, like a river.
The Blood Sword uses blood essence to wreak havoc; the more blood essence there is, the stronger the sword becomes.
Chen An swung his sword down with an unstoppable force, aiming to suppress his opponent.
"Go!"
Jiang Ping pointed two fingers to the sky, Ruoshui Sword Qi burst forth once more, accompanied by a buzzing sound.
He used his superior skills to clash with the most powerful Blood Art; with a light stroke of two fingers, unleashed a sky full of unparalleled Sword Qi.
Sulfuric acid!
Between the two masters, dazzling brilliance shone forth, accompanied by the ear-piercing, intense clashes that echoed from the Group B Arena, reverberating throughout the sky.
The geniuses watching the match were somewhat mesmerized and deeply moved.
That latecomer, a prodigy, was able to rival veteran Sixth Grade experts solely through his skill.
"Cut!"
At this moment, Chen An's left hand quickly formed a hand seal, unleashing an unparalleled Fist Light that illuminated the night sky.
He then unleashed a powerful Blood Art, seemingly intent on completely defeating his opponent.
It must be said that Chen An made acquaintances with various noble young masters and received many favors. He even mastered several of the most powerful Blood Art, such as the rare and exceptional one from Song Yuanshan, and perfected them all.
"Without using Innate Blood Technique, we can't defeat Jiang Ping; his physical body is too strong and can withstand our attacks."
Jin Ze whispered, hoping Chen An would act quickly and not waste time.
"They probably want to deplete Jiang Ping's life essence and then deliver a fatal blow while he's weakened." Mo Zicheng, Rank Three, smiled, not in a hurry.
Chen An's cultivation level is much higher than Jiang Ping's, so he can wage a war of attrition before unleashing his strongest offensive, which is the safest and most successful approach.
As expected, no matter how powerful Chen An's Blood Art were, even though he easily devoured 80% of the opponent's sword Sword Qi, he could not shake Jiang Ping's outer garment.
However, Chen An remained calm and composed, his eyes remaining steady as he continuously displayed various Blood Art, much like a master of Blood Art.
Jiang Ping raised an eyebrow. He knew Chen An's purpose: to deplete his life essence, weaken Invincible Vajra, and expose his weaknesses.
However, if his opponent had directly used his Innate Blood Technique, he might have lost.
"Want to deliver a fatal blow?" Jiang Ping pondered, his eyes flashing.
He suddenly realized that even though Chen An was being pressured by the Martial Academy teachers, he still maintained his composure and acted with impunity.
Perhaps it's related to powerful families; the other party doesn't want to back down and is using this as leverage to make deals with certain scions of powerful families, intending to sabotage him?
"That should be the case. The one who really wants to harm me isn't the Rank Three, but Chen An. They know about my feud with Chen An and believe that I won't easily admit defeat in this battle, making it a good opportunity to strike."
Jiang Ping made various guesses, but he became convinced that this was the case.
Yeah, whatever, I'm convinced Chen An is trying to sabotage him.
Since that's the case, let's give you all a glimpse and give the world a little shock!
Boom!
Chen An casually used various Blood Art to deplete his opponent's strength.
However, at a certain moment...
Jiang Ping's momentum surged, and a layer of white light illuminated the night sky, completely engulfing the bloody light in the arena.
Chen An's expression changed slightly, and he instantly unleashed three supreme Blood Art.
However, his opponent's fist, carrying a chilling aura, shattered everything, striking his face with the force of Thunder, instantly tearing Chen An's Martial Artist attire apart.
Thump!
A surge of power, like that of Dragon Elephant, erupted from Chen An's body, blasting Jiang Ping away. However, Jiang Ping himself staggered backward, his left cheek turning slightly blue.
"You 'Entry Level the Innate Blood Technique."
Chen An spoke coldly.
He was deeply disturbed; this was somewhat unexpected.
In just about a day, the other party had already mastered the Innate Blood Technique to the Entry Level.
Jiang Ping had already mastered the Invincible Vajra, and with the addition of the Innate Blood Technique at the Entry Level, his physical body had become terrifyingly strong.
That's why the opponent was able to quickly thwart his offensive.
"This child cannot be kept. His potential is too high. In just one day, his Innate Blood Technique has already made such progress. If given more time to grow, he will be a great asset to that faction in the Martial Academy," Rank Three said in a low voice, a ruthless glint in his eyes.
Jin Ze also showed a strange expression. He had greatly overestimated Jiang Ping's progress in Innate Blood Technique, believing that he would only need three or four days to Entry Level.
The actual time was unexpectedly shortened by several times.
Even with Chen Qingyan's annotations and insights, which could make cultivation faster, Jiang Ping's progress was still ridiculously fast.
So this is the kind of innate talent that's close to Martial Bone?
On the other side.
The Number Five on the Ranking asked the Number One on the Ranking, "With such talent, how would you fare in the Imperial City?"
Cao Qingzhi Number One on the Ranking, remained completely calm and said, "So-so."
"Ordinary?" The Number Five on the Ranking was surprised, then heard the Number One on the Ranking add, unusually, "When I was in the Imperial City, I never saw a single genius talk about Blood Art."
"What are you doing?" the Number Five on the Ranking asked, his face full of curiosity.
"To exchange skills," Cao Qingzhi began, "To imitate the Artistic Conception."
The Number Five on the Ranking raised an eyebrow and said, "Is your skill level very high?"
"Naturally." Cao Qingzhi nodded and said, "Someone has already reached the Half-step Realm Level in skill and is researching how to break through to the Fourth Grade."
The Number Five on the Ranking was stunned.
Are there Peers thinking about how to break through to the Fourth Grade?
He suddenly felt a little sorry for the Number One on the Ranking who had just entered the Fifth Rank.