Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 1692: Quotas Finalized
Additionally,
There was another simple reason for resolving the match with one punch.
He just didn’t want to hurt Shui Ninghan.
Back in the Four-direction Domain, although she didn’t save his life, she did lend him a hand.
Since it was merely a competition, it wasn’t necessary to waste time, so he chose to settle it with a punch to avoid injuring her.
After all, if the fight dragged on slowly,
Xiao Yi would also need to deploy the Purple Flame Domain and other techniques, and likewise, Shui Ninghan would also bring out some troublesome strategies.
Given Shui Ninghan’s strength, if she truly unveiled her trump card, it would be a formidable and overwhelming technique.
Such techniques, once unleashed, would be filled with all sorts of uncontrollable factors.
At that point, unexpected incidents could happen.
Thus, Xiao Yi decided to conclude the match with a punch.
At this moment, in the spectator stands,
Ran Qi questioned, "Yi Xiao, what is your cultivation level now?"
Xiao Yi closed his eyes and pretended to nap, remaining silent and indifferent.
His cultivation level wasn’t particularly high, just at the peak of Saint Emperor Realm.
He had just defeated Shui Ninghan with a single punch by condensing the Six-colored Flame Ring.
Indeed, he condensed the Six-colored Flame Ring.
His Six-colored Flame Ring couldn’t be easily condensed.
Several months ago, when facing Poison Robe, it took him half a day to condense it.
Though he had continuously shortened the time, ultimately he couldn’t achieve the level where he could condense it instantaneously at will.
At present, he needed about two hours to brew and condense it, and allow his body to accept the flame’s twisting of the reincarnation.
Early on when Shui Ninghan appeared and randomly drew Ran Qi in the lots, Xiao Yi speculated that he might face Shui Ninghan.
After all, his, Ye Liu’s, Ran Qi’s, and Shui Ninghan’s lottery numbers were all at the same level, making it likely to be drawn.
Thus, from then on, he started brewing the Six-colored Ring.
When he truly drew the number to battle Shui Ninghan, the Six-colored Ring could be immediately condensed, and instantly unleashed to the fullest.
Regarding the Six-colored Ring, Xiao Yi was resigned but not particularly anxious either.
The Nine Yang Reincarnation Technique is indeed a heaven-defying cultivation technique.
Only when all nine of the world’s powerful flames are mastered and completely merged can it be considered Great Achieved.
Currently, he has only mastered six powerful flames.
To achieve instant condensation of the Six-colored Ring requires not endless practice and use.
Constant practice, use, and condensation can indeed make the body better endure the twisting force and condense faster.
However, there is ultimately a limit.
Two hours is the limit.
To further shorten the time, what’s needed is a qualitative improvement in his physical constitution.
Such as, enhancement in cultivation; improvement in the physical body.
Both of these constitute the qualitative improvement of a martial artist.
Xiao Yi wasn’t surprised by this.
Any cultivation requires gradual progress, regardless of how talented or how heaven-defying the cultivation technique, it cannot be achieved instantly.
The Martial Arts Dao, if attempted to be achieved instantly, would only result in doom.
The techniques within the Nine Yang Reincarnation Technique inherently require corresponding cultivation to fully integrate and perform perfectly.
And this time coming to Dongli Sword Palace for the competition, Xiao Yi’s objective was also those cultivation items.
Those cultivation items could enhance his cultivation.
Before entering the Ancient Emperor’s Tomb, his cultivation level was bound to increase again.
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Time gradually passed.
Half a day later,
The competitions among the Heavenly Talents of various first-class forces concluded entirely.
Including the matches amongst the Eighteen Mansions’s Talents and other dominant talents, only a few matches were left.
Another two hours later,
All competitions were nearing their end.
Only six qualified participants remained to take part in the competition.
Xiao Yi, Ran Qi, Ye Liu, Shui Ninghan, Dongli Sword Palace’s Chief, and surprisingly, Lingg Hong.
Yes, Lingg Hong, one of the Eighteen Mansions’s Talents and the Young Master of Arrow Star Mansion, Lingg Hong.
However, there are five slots available.
No, to be precise, only four slots were left.
Because Dongli Sword Palace’s Chief didn’t need to compete and directly secured a slot.
This was one of the privileges of Dongli Sword Palace hosting the event for the major forces.
At this moment.
Within the arena, the Sword Palace referee shouted.
"Next match, the competitor is Arrow Star Mansion’s Young Master, Lingg Hong."
In fact, Lingg Hong’s progression to the final competition was both expected and unexpected.
Lingg Hong’s ranking among the Eighteen Mansions’s Talents was neither high nor low, sitting in the middle range.
His strength surpassed 99% of the talents competing.
But compared to Beiyin Dong and a few other exceptionally strong talents, he was far inferior.
Nevertheless, his luck was outstanding, constantly drawing lots without ever drawing a match, resulting in a minimal number of competition appearances.
Conversely, Beiyin Dong and other strong competitors, continuously drew matches against Ye Liu, Ran Qi, and even Shui Ninghan, naturally resulting in one defeat after another.
Thus, instead Lingg Hong entered this final competition.
However, that’s all there is to it.
With his strength, to say he could secure a spot, that’s impossible.
Among the five spots, Dongli Sword Palace will take one.
With four spots left, and five Heavenly Talents still able to fight.
Xiao Yi, Ran Qi, Ye Liu, Shui Ninghan, Lingg Hong.
And Lingg Hong, regardless of which of these four he faces, has no chance of winning.
Thus, the ownership of these four spots is, in fact, already decided.
Of course, the competitions that should be conducted, must still be conducted.
The Sword Palace judge had just announced the entrant, Lingg Hong.
At this moment, he continued to announce, "The challenger, Young Master of Water Light Mansion, Shui Ninghan."
Among the surrounding spectator seats, there was no commotion.
Because the result was already evident.
Upon hearing the fighter was ’Lingg Hong’, no matter who the challenger was, Lingg Hong was sure to lose.
Swoosh... Swoosh...
Two figures leaped onto the Martial Arts Arena.
They were Lingg Hong and Shui Ninghan.
"This competition ends here." In the spectator seats, Xiao Yi murmured to himself.
Once this match was over, he would claim his reward and leave.
"Indeed, this is the final fight." Ye Liu nodded.
Beside him, Guu Lianxing smiled, "Lingg Hong, truly bold, dares to compete."
"Faced with Sister Shui, he stands no chance."
Ye Liu smiled and nodded.
At this moment, within the Martial Arts Arena, the Sword Palace judge shouted loudly, "Begin."
However, surprisingly, the battle did not commence.
And more astonishing was that something suddenly happened.
Shui Ninghan smiled, looked at the Sword Palace judge, and said, "In this match, I concede."
"What?" The Sword Palace judge was startled. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Around the spectator seats, each of the martial artists watched in shock, then were stunned, "What?"
Instantly, the whole venue was in an uproar.
"Concede?" Xiao Yi also frowned.
"What’s this woman up to?" Ran Qi frowned as well.
Within the Martial Arts Arena.
The Sword Palace judge frowned and said, "Young Master Shui, do you realize what conceding now represents?"
"This is the final match."
"If you concede, there will be no more chances to continue fighting."
"Even if your strength exceeds that of Young Master Ran Qi or Young Master Ye Liu, you will have no further opportunities to compete."
"If you concede, we judges will also take away your token number."
"Which means, if you lose this match, the spot will no longer be yours."
"I understand the rules." Shui Ninghan nodded and smiled, "It’s just that I have no interest in the spot."
"Just here to exchange blows for a bit."
With these words, Shui Ninghan’s figure flickered, leaving the Martial Arts Arena and returning to the spectator seats.
This action represented her voluntary withdrawal.
...
At the same time.
In a distant ancient place in the Central Region.
A woman was diligently tending to a Vermilion Fruit in front of her, shining with various colors.
Suddenly, an elder arrived behind, kneeling on one knee, respectfully reporting something.
"What? Yiyi has returned? The opening of the Ancient Emperor’s Tomb is at least a month away, she..."
Upon hearing this, the woman’s face changed.
In the next second, as the elder continued reporting.
The woman’s face grew ice-cold, "Is it because of that troublesome boy again?"
"I told you, he is unworthy of you."
The woman’s face suddenly darkened.
In front, the Vermilion Fruit that was carefully tended to exploded, turning into nothingness.
"Saint Lord, calm your anger." The elder’s face changed dramatically.
He knew that even within the entire Holy Moon Sect, there were only a few such Vermilion Fruits.
Day-to-day, it was the Saint Lord’s favorite, tended to with utmost care.
Yet today, it was reduced to nothingness.
The woman narrowed her eyes, "It seems that unless your thoughts are completely cut off, you will never forget this boy, nor will you settle to inherit my legacy."
"Summon Elder Jingz Yue." The woman coldly commanded.
In her words, murderously resolute.
"Yes." The elder answered promptly, bowing as he left.
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Sixth update. (Burst)
More updates tomorrow, aiming to update as early as possible.
