It was with this very arm that he had shattered Xu Wensang's defensive sword with one thrust of his spear, then pierced his body.
He truly could not pit his spear techniques against swordsmanship, but he had no need to.
Irresistible strength and a body tough as iron had descended upon this Feather-Scale Trial's sword platform, and the skills the swordsmen had painstakingly cultivated seemed to have become useless in an instant.
Besides, in this match, he had yet to draw the sword at his waist.
Yong Ji took a deep breath, drawing all his true qi back into his body. His wounds had closed into fine lines, and his eyes gradually returned to normal. Then he casually tossed aside the scraps of his clothes, picked up his spear, and walked off the sword platform.
"...Brother, what was that?" Jiang Yiner stared in shock.
"Mountain and Sea Blood," Pei Ye said calmly. "It seems he really has infused himself with a third kind."
The matches between the bottom sixteen took four hours in total. Ji Jiuying, Chu Shuiting, Yu Qing, Gao Ge, Han Xiuben, Qin Shang, Zuo Qiu Longhua, and Yong Ji claimed places among the top twenty-four.
The other seven all won smoothly. Of course, after Yong Ji stepped down, there were no more battles so brutal.
Chapter 814: Eye Gleam, Sword and Halberd, Heart Fire and Feud (7)
That afternoon came the round narrowing twenty-four down to sixteen. There were as many matches as in the morning, yet they took a full six hours.
Compared with the morning, when only Yong Ji had won and replaced Xu Wensang, this stage produced far more exciting, far more unexpected, and far more regrettable results.
Chen Quan, Yan Feiqing, Shang Yunning, Liang Yanni, Yang Zhenbing, Zhao Jiajia, Tang Fubing, Ji Zhuowu.