1195: Chapter 1193: The Number One in Martial Path 1195: Chapter 1193: The Number One in Martial Path This was the first ti Xuanyuan Hong had ever been injured, and even more so, the first ti he suffered such heavy injuries.
What made it unbearable for him was the fact that the person who inflicted these wounds was none other than Xiao Yifeng, whom he always claid he would trample underfoot.
Now, it was he who was heavily injured by Xiao Yifeng, a fact that naturally made the always proud Xuanyuan Hong find hard to accept, as his eyes fixated on Xiao Yifeng with a burning intensity.
“Xuanyuan Hong, now you know the consequences of boasting, don’t you?
Your bluff has been called.
Weren’t you the one who wanted to trample beneath your feet in front of everyone and Dongfang Yanran?
How co you’re the one kneeling now?
Here I stand, co and defeat , co and trample .
You’re welco to try!”
Xiao Yifeng watched Xuanyuan Hong with a mocking and challenging expression on his face, his eyes filled with deep scorn.
“You…
pfft…”
Xuanyuan Hong’s gaze was locked onto Xiao Yifeng, and he was so infuriated that he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, his body trembling violently.
“It seems you’re not up to it either, spitting blood just from a few words.
To think you still aspire to suppress the Minghong Blade and trample underfoot, it’s utterly laughable!”
A look of disdain flashed in Xiao Yifeng’s eyes as he glanced at Xuanyuan Hong, exuding an air of superiority that naturally intimidated everyone present.
Watching Xiao Yifeng at this mont, nearly a hundred Sects and thousands of Martial Artists from the Martial Arts World fixed their gaze upon him, their eyes gleaming with shock.
They had never imagined that the Young Clan Leader of the Xuanyuan Clan, touted as a genius defying the heavens, and designated as the preeminent figure of this Martial Arts Tournant, would be defeated by a Loose Cultivator with no Sect affiliation.
The turn of events was too abrupt for them to accept all at once.
Dongfang Yanran’s eyes sparkled with intrigue as she watched Xiao Yifeng, while Dongfang Teng’s face turned unsightly and dark.
“This youngster is even more defiant than Xuanyuan Hong!”
Mo Canghai exclaid in shock.
“Indeed, he is very strong, and that blade he wields is no ordinary weapon.
To oppose the Xuanyuan Sword, it must be the Minghong Blade, the First Ancient Evil Knife, spoken of in legends to have originated from the sa source as the Xuanyuan Sword.
Coupled with that terrifying fla he controls, this youngster truly is a demonically talented individual!”
The Sect Leader Qing Yun of Shu Mountain said lightly, as Li Ge’s eyes shone with a cold gleam.
“I knew Brother Xiao wouldn’t have any issue, but I didn’t expect him to grow even more formidable, taking down that Xuanyuan Hong.”
Qijie curled his lips and said with a laugh.
“Indeed impressive!”
Luo Qianyu observed Xiao Yifeng, her eyes shining brightly.
Dongfang Ao, Jingfeng, and the others looked at Xiao Yifeng with eyes full of amazent, their hearts pounding with astonishnt.
At this mont, everyone was discussing Xiao Yifeng.
Having defeated Xuanyuan Hong, Xiao Yifeng now erged as the champion of this Martial Arts Tournant, and his fa spread throughout the Martial Arts World.
After today, Xiao Yifeng’s na would not only be known across Yanjing, but it would resound throughout the entire Martial Arts World.
“Xuanyuan Hong, isn’t it ti for you to admit defeat?”
Xiao Yifeng’s gaze was fixed on Xuanyuan Hong as he gently uttered.
“You…
I will never…”
Xuanyuan Hong’s eyes were fixed on Xiao Yifeng as he coldly shouted, but as he finished speaking, a terrifying fla once again burst forth from Xiao Yifeng, the aura of the Crimson Earthfire spreading, preparing to sweep towards Xuanyuan Hong.
“Young Clan Leader, concede quickly!”
At that mont, Xuanyuan Ming urgently called out to Xuanyuan Hong.
Xuanyuan Hong’s face was extrely unsightly, his eyes flickering with a cold light.
“Since you refuse to concede, then let’s continue the fight!”
Xiao Yifeng spoke and once again charged towards Xuanyuan Hong, flas igniting on his body.
“I concede!”
Watching Xiao Yifeng charge towards him, Xuanyuan Hong still gritted his teeth and uttered these words, a hint of humiliation flashing across his eyes after speaking.
“It seems you’re not unafraid of death after all!”
Xiao Yifeng paused in his approach, looking at Xuanyuan Hong with a slight smile.
This smile carried a trace of contempt, making Xuanyuan Hong’s expression extrely ugly, as the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand trembled lightly.
“Young Master Xuanyuan, there’s not much ti left until the end of the competition.
Do you need to challenge for other rankings?
If not, your rank will be tenth!”
At this mont, the referee addressed Xuanyuan Hong.
“No need!”
Xuanyuan Hong said indifferently, standing up and withdrawing the Xuanyuan Sword.
“Referee, can you now announce the results?”
Xiao Yifeng turned his gaze to the referee, who then looked towards Mo Canghai.
At this point, Mo Canghai rose to his feet, glanced around at the audience, and declared: “Ladies and gentlen, thank you for bringing us these thrilling matches today from our young generation’s elite disciples.”
“This year’s Martial Arts Tournant has finally co to an end after four days and three rounds, and the top ten martial artists have been selected after nurous challenges.
These ten individuals are the ones before us.”
“As for the top three, they are Xiao Yifeng, Jingfeng, and Qijie.
The winner of this Martial Arts Tournant is Xiao Yifeng, who is the strongest among this generation of youths.
We congratulate him, and they shall also receive the top ten awards of this Martial Arts Tournant.”
As Mo Canghai spoke, applause erupted, with everyone in the audience clapping their hands.
However, this applause sounded incredibly harsh in Xuanyuan Hong’s ears, his face turning exceedingly grim, his eyes showing a chillingly horrific gaze as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
With a wickedly charming smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Xiao Yifeng looked back at Xuanyuan Hong, who stared at Xiao Yifeng and said:
“Xiao Yifeng, this is just the beginning.
Sooner or later, I will make you kneel before and reclaim all the humiliation I suffered today.”
After speaking, Xuanyuan Hong swept his gaze towards the Second Elder and said, “Let’s go back!”
“Yes, Young Clan Leader!”
Xuanyuan Ming nodded and was about to leave the place.
“Wait a second, you can leave, but have you forgotten sothing?”
Xiao Yifeng sharply confronted Xuanyuan Hong and Xuanyuan Ming.
“What do you want?”
Xuanyuan Ming’s gaze towards Xiao Yifeng turned ice cold.
“Didn’t you say if anyone won the first place in the Martial Arts Tournant, the Xuanyuan Clan would reward him with a Poxu Fruit?
Now that the Young Clan Leader isn’t the first place, are you going back on your word?”
Xiao Yifeng coldly snorted at Xuanyuan Ming.
“You…!”
A glint of gloom appeared in Xuanyuan Ming’s eyes as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
“Second Elder, give it to him!”
Xuanyuan Hong commanded directly.
“Here, my Xuanyuan Clan always keeps its promises!”
With a wave of his hand, Xuanyuan Ming tossed a gray Spirit Fruit directly into Xiao Yifeng’s hand.
It emitted a mysterious aura and contained a terrifying energy, indeed, the Poxu Fruit that could help a Celestial Being enhance their chances of breaking into the Void-breaking Realm.
PS: I know I’ve updated less these past few days, and everyone has so reluctance and grievances.
However, Broken Bone [the author] can’t help it, as I’ve been away these past few days, tied up with things during the day and only have ti to write so words around ten at night; I just can’t update much.
Please be understanding, and updates will resu normally and I will make up for the missed ones after I get back ho!
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