Chapter 804: Chapter 804

In the second round of the competition, everyone had used up a considerable amount of Inner Strength. With only half an hour to recuperate, nobody dared to delay any further. Each of them swallowed a Medicine Pill and sat down in meditation.

As Ding Fan was given a bye in the second round, he didn't feel too taxed. However, with the battle approaching, he couldn't afford to be careless. He took this time to analyze the tactics of several key rivals from the prior round.

This time, his primary competitor was naturally Nalan Xiong.

On the Longxi Trial Stele, the first position was claimed by his name, and he also possessed an Immortal Talisman. In the first round, he lifted a weight of twenty thousand catties by himself.

Ding Fan also relied on memories of cultivation from his past two lives, otherwise, in terms of talent, he was far behind.

When Ding Fan and Nalan Xiong first arrived at Serpent Island, Ding hadn't recognized the other party but sensed the Immortal Talisman on him.

At that time, Ding Fan knew Nalan Xiong's cultivation had reached the Heavenly Level...

Apart from Nalan Xiong, Quanzhen Xuanmen also had three people who made it to the top thirty-two.

These three were Cheng Bufan, Qi Luomei, and Guo Ziyu whom Ding Fan had seen at the seaside previously.

Cheng Bufan's cultivation was surely sufficient to make it to the top thirty-two, but Qi Luomei and Guo Ziyu managing to enter was all thanks to the Evil Sect cultivation techniques fed to them by Qi Changran during this period.

Ding Fan could sense that an evil aura had always enveloped Qi Luomei, a demeanor she never previously had. He now felt that Qi Luomei could sacrifice everything for her own goals...

That trace of Evil Charm was perhaps not even possessed by Chen Qiang, the demon head of the Myriad Demon Sect whom Ding Fan once slew.

Guo Ziyu and Qi Luomei were not much different; though the opponent has improved greatly due to practice, Ding Fan had nothing to fear...

Time passed quickly, and half an hour flew by in the blink of an eye.

"The next thirty-two Martial Artists, please enter the central arena for the third round." At this moment, the organizer's voice echoed once again in the void.

Everyone rose up and moved towards the central Martial Arts Venue.

Since only the elite remained in the third round, the matchups were bound to be spectacular. Those eliminated didn't choose to leave, as they couldn't miss such an elite battle.

Ding Fan, along with four women, followed the crowd to the side of the central Martial Arts Venue.

Since Mu Zi was eliminated in the second round, she could only wait outside the Martial Arts Venue. Ding Fan and the other three women entered the venue.

At that moment, a man in white robes and wearing a mask approached the center of the venue.

Ding Fan could distinctly sense a strong aura of the Immortal Realm on this man, which indicated that this person was definitely from an Immortal Sect...

"The third round of competition..." The masked man glanced around and stated unhurriedly, "Thirty-two people, redraw lots, and then choose your opponent based on the drawn bamboo sticks... The combat will be one-on-one, victory is determined when one acknowledges defeat or fails to rise from the ground..."

After the masked man finished speaking, someone brought over a bamboo tube filled with sticks.

"Now, everyone come up to draw lots," the masked man told the crowd.

The thirty-two participants came forward to draw their lots in turn.

Ding Fan also drew one.

The bamboo stick in Ding Fan's hand was marked with the number eleven.

"Next, the Martial Artists who have drawn number one, please enter the stage..." the masked man said.

Following his words, two figures made their way to the Martial Arts Venue.

Now Ding Fan figured it out; those who drew the same numbers would compete against each other. Looking at the bamboo stick in his hand, he should be the eleventh to take the stage.

Ding Fan was quite satisfied with this sequence of appearances, at least it would allow him to observe before it was his turn to fight.

As the words of the masked man fell, the two on the Martial Arts Venue began to fight.

Since it was already the third round, neither was willing to concede easily, so both of them used all their might and skills

After fighting for about five to six minutes, a result was decided; one had his ribs directly kicked and broke, falling to the ground unable to rise. The other advanced smoothly.

"Please invite those who drew number two to the stage..." The voice of the masked man enveloped the entire Martial Arts Venue again.

"It's me, I'm number two," Huan Er said calmly from the side.

"Huan Er, go for it!"

"Huan Er, you're the best."

Wu Die and Bian Zixuan beside cheered for Huan Er.

Ding Fan nodded to Huan Er as a gesture of encouragement...

Huan Er boldly and confidently strode onto the Martial Arts Venue.

Her opponent was a terrifyingly tall individual.

The opponent's height was about two meters five centimeters, and he was very muscular, almost resembling the Big Black Tower.

Standing next to this Big Black Tower, Huan Er looked quite interesting as she was just up to his waist...

"This Luv Jiangtu, his combat power is extremely astounding; it's said that back in the years, to train his mind, he closed himself in a Tiger Cage, spending each day amongst tigers and leopards."

"I've also heard of this Luv Jiangtu, they say that out of ten people who faced him, nine would perish..."

"Can this little girl handle it? A punch from Luv Jiangtu could powderize her."

"This match, Luv Jiangtu will win"...

At this moment, the surrounding crowd muttered in hushed discussions.

"Brother Fan, is Huan Er in danger?" At this time, Bian Zixuan approached Ding Fan and whispered.

Ding Fan smiled lightly. "Probably not."

"Little girl, if you don't want to die, you'd better surrender. I, Luv Jiangtu, have no charity for women." Luv Jiangtu said while flexing his wrists.

"Less nonsense, if you can, make a move; if you can't, then step down," Huan Er said calmly, yet her aura was incredibly fierce.

"If you won't follow the path I guide you on, then let me give you a taste of hardship," Luv Jiangtu said before striding forward, reaching Huan Er in two steps. Official source ıs novel※fire.net

Luv Jiangtu's sandbag-sized right fist, whistling with the wind, smashed towards Huan Er's face.

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but sweat for Huan Er.

Those who knew Luv Jiangtu were aware of his brutally strong Inner Strength cultivation; his full-force strike could directly slaughter tigers and leopards, let alone a delicate beauty like her.

Just when everyone was worried for Huan Er, something unimaginable happened.

Facing the onslaught of Luv Jiangtu's Inner Strength, Huan Er didn't dodge or retreat; she threw her right fist directly, meeting Luv Jiangtu's fist head-on.

"Is she really clashing directly?!"

"Does this girl no longer wish to live?" the people around exclaimed in shock.

With Luv Jiangtu's heavy punch, there's no reason not to dodge; if such a punch really hit her, she wouldn't have a life left...

The fists of the two collided violently.

But Huan Er's small delicate fist appeared very small compared to Luv Jiangtu's massive fist. A wave of air radiated from the point of impact, directly rippling outwards.

Contrary to what everyone anticipated, Huan Er wasn't directly turned into a meat pie by Luv Jiangtu.

The two stood there, fist against fist...

"Indeed, why did they suddenly stop moving after one punch..."

As everyone was still guessing, Luv Jiangtu slowly withdrew his fist...

Seeing Luv Jiangtu move, the crowd buzzed with excitement.

"Surely, Luv Jiangtu has won..."

"You must be joking; Luv Jiangtu's punch could split mountains and monuments. If he couldn't even beat a little girl, he might as well smash his head against tofu and die..."

At the Martial Arts Venue, Luv Jiangtu turned to Huan Er. "You... how could you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

Spitting blood indicated that he had lost his vital energy, and the giant-like Luv Jiangtu knelt on the ground with a thud.

"How is this... possible..."

Finally, Luv Jiangtu's massive form heavily collapsed onto the ground.

At that moment, everyone at the venue was utterly shocked.

A 2.5-meter giant standing beside the black tower, when facing Huan Er, a delicate woman, was beaten down with just one punch, unable to get up...

If it hadn't been seen with their own eyes, who could believe it?

That's the Luv Jiangtu who lived with tigers and leopards, the one who could run at high speeds dragging a train...

Such a figure, truly was taken down in a flash!

At that moment, Huan Er slowly retracted her fist, glanced at Luv Jiangtu, who lay motionless on the ground, then said to the masked man.

The masked man nodded. Then he declared to everyone present. "In the second round, I announce Huan Er is the winner!"

The audience's faces were filled with disbelief.

Luv Jiangtu could easily envelop two Huan Ers, yet he was defeated so swiftly...

At that moment, when the crowd looked at Huan Er again, she appeared calm and unharmed as she walked; evidently, in the head-on clash just now, Huan Er had triumphed completely!

Luv Jiangtu, such a formidable character, was defeated by Huan Er. Suddenly, everyone started guessing what exactly Huan Er's cultivation and character could be...

The third round of the competition, with Huan Er's match created a small climax.

Then, the third, fourth, and fifth matches also proceeded in sequence. During the eighth match, Cheng Bufan took the stage. Cheng Bufan's opponent was quite tricky, but after a fierce battle, Cheng Bufan narrowly defeated his opponent, advancing to the fourth round.

In the tenth match, Nalan Xiong also took the stage. Compared to the exciting battle between Cheng Bufan, this match seemed somewhat dull.

Nalan Xiong's cultivation was not weak, and his opponent's cultivation was significantly weaker.

As a result, Nalan Xiong quickly defeated his opponent.

After Nalan Xiong's match ended, the eleventh match commenced, and Ding Fan's draw was number eleven, indicating it was now his turn to compete.

Ding Fan didn't waste time, promptly making his way to the Martial Arts Venue.

His opponent was a beautiful woman in her early twenties.

This woman's figure was perfect, with curves in all the right places, clad in black leather that made her exceptionally enticing.

Although this woman would be considered beautiful in the Secular World by anyone, compared to Bian Zixuan, Huan Er, Wu Die, and even Mu Zi, she lacked something...

That was a certain temperament...

Bian Zixuan and Huan Er possessed a cool and noble aura; Wu Die, although enchanting, carried a mature and wise air; and Mu Zi, though mischievous, also had a cute charm...

Whereas this woman in front of him carried a somewhat dissolute air...