The Prince of the World Chapter 61: Champion among the In-door Disciples Part One

No words for a night.

The next day.

The most wonderful top ten battle of the in-door disciples was about to start. A large number of disciples came to the square early this day, trying to occupy a good position.

It was time!

Yan Li, Nangong Yong, Qin Shuang and others came to the stage, waiting for the start of the competition.

Yuan Changfeng showed up on the stage, glanced over Yan Li and others, and said slowly, "Today, it's the final battle. Everyone knows the award of the first prize. However, we decided to replace the first-class magic weapon with a low-level spirit weapon."

"A low-level spirit weapon?"

The announcement caused a buzz in the crowd. People looked at the ten candidates standing at the front of the stage.

Nangong Yong and others were very excited. Weapons gave warriors a second life. A good weapon could double the power.

Apart from the lowest normal weapons, others were not for sale.

Despite the fame and power of the Dahuang Palace, not every in-door disciple possessed a magic weapon. It was good enough for dozens of them out of one thousand to have a magic weapon.

The school would reward an elite disciple a low-level spirit weapon for the promotion.

Unexpectedly, the school took such a precious weapon as the prize for this competition, stirring up the desire and envy of some elite disciples.

To be honest, Yan Li was excited about the spirit weapon. It was beneficial that a Spirit was resting in the Bladeless Sword, but it was too evil of it to absorb people's blood and vitality.

He would be regarded as a cult if someone saw it happen.

Yuan Changfeng continued to say, "Now, I announce the rules. Each of you will fight with the other nine people. The champion is the one who had won nine times, the second eight times and the third seven times. Now, the competition begins. First round, Yan Li versus Lin Hua!"

Yan Li and Lin Hua jumped to the stage almost at the same time, watching each other.

"Please, Shidi Yan!"

"Please, Shixiong Lin!"

With a few words of greeting, the two started to fight. Undoubtedly, Lin Hua was competitive. He was performing a set of superior sword techniques.

The light of the sword was like the waves of water. Gentle, ordinary, but covertly deadly, just as the quality of Lin. He had fully commanded this sword technique. Plus a medium magic weapon, Lin's capability was close to a Xuan master.

But Yan Li was not weaker: He had mastered the Devine Sky Sword skills. Wielding the Wushuang Sword, he was as powerful as Lin with only a Xuan-class medium technique.

Misty, Rolling Waters!

After dozens of moves, unveiling his impatience, Lin Hua cleaved at a tilt with the suddenly brightening sword, making a ripple-like visual effect in the sky.

The power of that move dashed to Yan Li constantly.

Backwards a few steps, Yan Li was close to the edge of the stage. With his eyelids dropped down a little, he crashed into the ripple, holding his sword.

“Court death!”

Lin Hua was excited that Yan Li came within his attack range, but then he stopped smiling.

"Puff!"

A blue light suddenly appeared, like lightning, tearing the ripple, and then came straight to him.

"Man and sword in one!"

The audience were stunned. Unexpectedly, though young as a Poyuan warrior, Yan Li had gained insight into the state of man and sword in one.

"Puff!"

The Wushuang Sword crossed Lin Hua's wrist. At the same time, Yan Li kicked him out off the stage. Since Lin Hua had sent people to assassinate him many times, it was a lesson taught to him.

Bang!

Lin Hua fell down on the ground, with his face suddenly turned gray, glancing at Yan Li hatefully, and retreating to one side.

It was impossible for him to rank top three for his injured wrist.

Yuan Changfeng announced, "First round, Yan Li wins!"

People suddenly cheered, among whom Xue Zhan and others were the most excited. "Yan Li, do you want to take a break or continue to fight?" Yuan Changfeng asked.

"Keep going!"

Yuan Changfeng nodded, "Next round, Yan Li versus Zuo Han."

Zuo Han broke into the Poyuan realm not long ago, but in fact, his was much more capable than those older Poyuan warriors.

"Please, Shidi Yan!"

"Please, Shixiong Zuo!"

The battle began.

Zuo Han did not wait, because he knew that Yan Li was far more powerful than him. He immediately stabbed into Yan Li with his long sword.

Yan Li still performed the Devine Sky Sword skills. After several moves, Zuo Han jumped to the margin of the stage and gave up.

He knew that it was impossible for him to win. So, the better decision was to retain his physical strength to fight with others.

"Yan Li wins!" Yuan Changfeng announced.

Yan Li had won two games. Even if he lost all of the coming games, he could be one of the top eight, but his goal was the champion.

"Need a rest?" Yuan Changfeng asked.

"No!"

"OK, next, Yan Li versus Lin Jingyun!"

Yan Li looked at Lin Jingyun. Lin had not made such a fast progress in his previous life, but he had reached the Poyuan realm in this life, suggesting that he had some adventures which contributed to his quick promotion to Poyuan in only a few months.

Lin Jingyun flew to the stage without expression, pointing at Yan Li with his long sword, "Yan Li, I hope you will fight with me with all your strength!"

"Sure!"

Yan Li got Lin Jingyun's underlying meaning. Obviously, he realized that Lin did not display all his power in the former two battles.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Lin Jingyun finished his words, his figure created a blast of wind, coming at Yan Li.

"So fast!"

Yan Li was shocked. Lin Jingyun's speed was almost comparable to Xuan warriors. He knew that he would be defeated if he still relied on the thunder vigor.

Therefore, he controlled the immense Qi sea inside him to release the Mixed Yuan vigor to flow through the meridians.

No rules, Lin Jingyun stabbed, split and chopped. Extremely fast, overwhelming and dazzling, these simple skills were too fast to offend.

Nangong Yong and those who had not yet competed worried if they could manage such speed.

Though fast, Yan Li succeeded in offending his attacks with the slow but heavy techniques.

Countering quickness with slowness!

Standing on the edge of the stage, Yuan Changfeng nodded with appreciation.

"Whoosh!"

In less than a dozen of breaths, Lin Jingyun had attacked hundreds of times, faster and faster.

Annoyingly, Yan Li still offended his attacks.

After some hundreds of attacks, there were sweat drops all across Lin Jingyun's forehead, because such rapid attacks consumed much vigor and physical strength.

Yan Li suddenly changed his unorganized moves. He drew a circle, surrounding which there was a kind of sticky power, slowing down Lin Jingyun pace.

Just at this time, the Bladeless Sword burst out a black-and-white light, and soon disappeared!

With the Bladeless Sword, Yan Li continuously deconstructed Lin's defense and pointed the sword tip to his throat.

Chapter end