The Rock Martial Soul granted Su Tianhao extraordinarily powerful defense.
It could be said that anyone slightly weaker than him simply could not break through his defense with their inner force.
Lin Qiong smiled faintly. This move had merely been a test; clearly, she had not expected to break through Su Tianhao's defense in a single strike.
Whoosh!
Lin Qiong moved again. Her body flashed at high speed, and with a sweep of her longsword, an extremely thin streak of sword light, like ripples on water, sliced through the air and arrived before Su Tianhao in the blink of an eye.
"Good timing! Goldstone Fist!"
Su Tianhao shouted, advancing rather than retreating. His iron fist blasted out and shattered the sword light.
Immediately afterward, Su Tianhao stepped forward to meet Lin Qiong, his iron fists continuously smashing out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Fist shadows whirled, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and explosions erupted without end. The blast waves were like a force-ten gale sweeping through the arena.
The two exchanged blow after blow, their battle incomparably intense.
Ten moves!
Fifty moves!
One hundred moves!
Before long, the two had exchanged a hundred moves, yet the victor had still not been decided.
"Amazing! Truly amazing!"
"This is what a battle between experts should be! Their strength is about equal, so it will be difficult to decide the winner anytime soon!"
"Both of them have the strength to take the championship!"
The surrounding crowd praised them endlessly, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
"Su Tianhao is going to lose!"
Su Mo shook his head and thought to himself.
He did not know what the others saw, but in his view, Su Tianhao would certainly lose within twenty moves.
By now, Lin Qiong had only grown braver as she fought, her momentum at its peak.
Su Tianhao, on the other hand, had gradually been reduced to relying on his powerful defense to block his opponent.
Su Tianhao's defense was indeed formidable, but Lin Qiong's sword possessed even greater attack power—enough to break through it.
Sure enough, after a dozen or so more moves, Su Tianhao gradually began to falter. Before long, he had been wounded several times, leaving several sword marks on his body.
"Su Tianhao, you have lost!"
On the stage, Lin Qiong gave a sharp cry. A fierce and dazzling sword gleam pierced through the void and stabbed into Su Tianhao's shoulder.
Urgh!
Su Tianhao groaned and retreated explosively.
His shoulder had been pierced through by the longsword, leaving behind a hole from which blood trickled continuously.
The crowd fell silent. Su Tianhao had ultimately been no match for Lin Qiong.
"Lin Qiong, one day, I will definitely defeat you!"
Su Tianhao was somewhat dejected, but he quickly reined in his emotions.
"I'll be waiting anytime!"
After Su Tianhao stepped down from the battle stage, Lin Qiong swept her gaze below it.
After glancing at Su Mo, a glint of coldness flashed through Lin Qiong's eyes. Then she looked at Wei Rufeng, fighting spirit surging in her gaze. "Wei Rufeng, don't waste any more time. Come up and fight me to the finish! Let us see who is truly the number one person in Linyang City!"
Carrying the momentum of her victory over Su Tianhao, Lin Qiong directly challenged Wei Rufeng.
As long as she defeated Wei Rufeng, she would be the champion of this tournament.
As for Su Mo, she simply did not consider him worth mentioning.
However, Su Mo had injured her younger brother, and she would not stand idly by. After fighting Wei Rufeng, she would make Su Mo pay the price.
"Haha! Lin Qiong, I have no desire to take advantage of you. Rest for a while and recover your true energy first. Then we can fight."
Wei Rufeng laughed loudly, then looked toward Su Mo, killing intent flashing in his eyes. "Su Mo, it is time for our battle!"
Su Mo gave a cold smile. Just as he was about to step onto the stage, Lin Qiong spoke again.
"Wei Rufeng, I do not need to rest!"
Lin Qiong swallowed a pill and said, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why so much nonsense?"
Wei Rufeng's expression darkened as he shouted, "Fine, Lin Qiong. Since you cannot wait, I will grant your wish!"
With that, Wei Rufeng stepped onto the battle stage.
This time, Wei Rufeng carried a black saber on his back, ancient and heavy.
Clang!
The saber left its sheath, and Wei Rufeng's aura steadily rose. "Lin Qiong, let us see whether your Condensing Water Sword Skill is stronger, or whether my Blazing Flame Saber Technique is superior."
"Blazing Sun Over the Sky!"
Wei Rufeng wasted no more words and attacked directly.
With a swing of his saber, countless Saber Lights scattered through the sky like blazing flames, charging violently toward Lin Qiong as though a rain of fire had fallen.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Lin Qiong danced her longsword, sweeping out a Sword Curtain.
All the incoming Saber Lights shattered and burst apart, unable to advance even an inch.
"Blazing Flame Burns the City!"
His first strike having failed, Wei Rufeng struck again.
The Saber Light was incomparably scorching, as though flames burned upon it. The moisture in the air evaporated instantly.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The Saber Light surged forward without pause, even burning the air until it twisted and warped.
Lin Qiong's expression remained unchanged. Her longsword trembled as she stabbed out several times in succession, breaking apart the Saber Light.
"Haha! Exhilarating! Take three more strikes from me!"
By then, Wei Rufeng had already rushed before Lin Qiong. With a roar, he slashed three times in succession, his black saber blasting forth with an overwhelming, sky-obscuring momentum.
"Blazing Sun Triple Slash!"
Wei Rufeng's attacks were incomparably violent, one slash following another without the slightest pause.
Although Lin Qiong was a woman, her sword was exceptionally domineering and sharp, not the least bit inferior to Wei Rufeng's.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In the blink of an eye, she blocked Wei Rufeng's Saber Lights.
"Take five more slashes from me!" Wei Rufeng was wildly unrestrained. The saber in his hand was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, chopping madly as crimson saber gleams crisscrossed, rampaged, and spread outward.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding...
In an instant, the entire battle stage was covered by Saber Light and Sword Qi. The figures within were completely obscured, impossible to catch with the naked eye.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A moment later, two figures flew backward and came to a stop more than ten meters apart.
At this moment, the entire battle stage was already battered and broken, covered in sword marks and saber wounds.
The crowd stared intently at the two, unsure whether a winner had been decided.
Pfft!
Just then, Lin Qiong's body trembled, and a small mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of her lips.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Lin Qiong had lost?
"Lin Qiong, you have lost!"
A wild smile appeared on Wei Rufeng's face, and an invincible aura rose from his body.
Lin Qiong clenched her silver teeth. At last, she sighed inwardly and said, "Wei Rufeng, you truly are powerful. You deserve to be called the number one among Linyang City's younger generation."
With that, Lin Qiong leaped down from the battle stage.
"Hahahaha!"
A burst of laughter suddenly rang out from the stands as Wei Wankong rose to his feet, his face full of smiles.
"Rufeng, your father congratulates you on winning the championship of this tournament. This is both strength and honor! Your father is proud of you!"
Wei Wankong felt utterly delighted as he swept his proud gaze across the entire venue.
His son had taken first place, so naturally, he as the father was greatly honored.
"Congratulations, Patriarch Wei!"
"Patriarch Wei, you truly raised a fine son!"
"Truly remarkable! Congratulations, Patriarch Wei! Joy to you, Patriarch Wei!"
Below the stands, people from several minor factions rose one after another to offer Wei Wankong their congratulations.
"I announce that the first place in this Linyang City Martial Arts Tournament goes to Wei Rufeng!"
At that moment, Lin De loudly announced.
"Hehe!"
Wei Rufeng beamed, utterly high-spirited.
Hmm?
Su Mo frowned. First place, Wei Rufeng? It seemed he had not fought yet.
Cough, cough!
Su Mo gave two hard coughs, drawing everyone's attention toward him.
"First place, Wei Rufeng? Have you all made some mistake?"
Su Mo looked at Lin De and spoke indifferently. "I have not competed yet!"
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