Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 357 - 33: The Tournament Begins! Three Swords!

"It takes ten rounds before I can compete..."

Luo Cheng sat in his seat and curled his lip.

This was easy to understand. The chief disciples of the various sects’ Outer Sect far surpassed the others in strength. Even if they participated in the first ten rounds, their opponents would mostly surrender without a fight.

"I suppose this just gives me time to digest my earlier insights about Sword Dao..."

Yan Qingshuang’s earlier remarks were cryptic, but Luo Cheng had grasped a hint of their essence.

Whether they were right or wrong would soon be revealed!

Setting his thoughts aside, Luo Cheng closed his eyes.

As the duel list was announced, one by one, disciples of the Three Great Sects stepped onto the arena and began their battles.

Lin Zhidong was on the First Arena, facing off against Xia Qing, ranked tenth among the Outer Sect disciples of the Luoxia Sect.

As Lin Zhidong was about to take action, Elder Peng Shan standing to the side instructed:

"Lin Zhidong, winning or losing doesn’t matter. If you find yourself outmatched, concede quickly. Don’t force it!"

"Elder, don’t worry. She’s no match for me!"

Lin Zhidong smiled arrogantly.

After enduring setbacks against Luo Cheng for days, he was brimming with frustration. There was no way he’d surrender so easily now!

With swift movements, Lin Zhidong stepped onto the arena.

Xia Qing, a frail-looking girl, entered the arena and performed a respectful bow. "Please guide me!"

Impatiently, Lin Zhidong barked, "Cut the chit-chat and take this strike!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Zhidong released his Martial Soul, with his Essence Energy surging, and unleashed a palm strike into the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The two figures instantly clashed.

Xia Qing’s strength was slightly weaker, and losing the initiative early left her at a disadvantage. Within just seven moves, she was forced off the arena and lost the duel.

Beating Xia Qing in seven moves filled Lin Zhidong with adrenaline as he proudly aimed his gaze toward Luo Cheng’s direction!

Today, Lin Zhidong was determined to prove to everyone that he wasn’t inferior!

One day, he would surely surpass Luo Cheng!

Unfortunately, Luo Cheng simply sat with his eyes closed, not sparing him a single glance.

This left Lin Zhidong feeling a sense of powerless frustration, like having strength with nowhere to use it.

The battles were wrapping up quickly.

Being among the Outer Sect’s top ten disciples from various sects, their rankings provided a rough estimate of each other’s strength. Those at a clear disadvantage would surrender decisively.

One match in particular grabbed everyone’s attention.

It was on the Second Arena—Fei Jue versus Xu Bingyi!

Fei Jue ranked second among the Fierce Cloud Sect’s Outer Sect top ten disciples!

Xu Bingyi ranked second among the Xuanyuan Sect’s Outer Sect top ten disciples!

Both were second only to the chief disciples of their respective sects!

No one had expected such a peak-level clash so early in the first round!

As Xu Bingyi stepped onto the arena, cautious and serious, she immediately summoned her Martial Soul and activated the Ice Field.

Buzz!

A chilling, snow-white field enveloped a three-meter radius around her, with fine snowflakes swirling in the air!

"This is your innate Divine Skill, the Ice Field? Nothing special. I’ll defeat you in three moves!"

Fei Jue’s gaze was icy. As he spoke, a long sword appeared in his hand, its tip aimed straight at Xu Bingyi.

Xu Bingyi, with frosted brows and hair, held her sword covered in ice, exuding an aura of untouchable purity.

Upon hearing Fei Jue’s arrogant remarks, Xu Bingyi’s eyes turned cold. "Big words! Let me shatter your Shadowless Sword!"

With a sharp cry, Xu Bingyi leaped high into the air, surrounded by a surge of icy energy, as her sword gathered a storm of snow and wind before slashing down at Fei Jue.

Boom!

The snowstorm expanded as it descended, layering the air around it in ice!

"Return!"

Fei Jue’s face remained expressionless as he took a step forward and unleashed an overwhelming sharpness, his sword vibrating in his grip.

Shhrrk!

A streak of unparalleled Sword Qi burst upward, tearing through the air with a piercing, lamenting sound, colliding brutally with the snowstorm.

Clang!

Ice shattered and Sword Qi filled the air. Xu Bingyi’s figure was sent flying backward even faster than she had leaped forward.

"Human Sword Integration Middle-stage! Truly not to be underestimated!"

Spectators gasped.

"Second strike!"

Fei Jue pressed his advantage relentlessly, emitting an even sharper aura and unleashing three consecutive sword strikes toward Xu Bingyi.

Crack!

Though it was three strikes, fractures in the air spread into dozens of paths, extending toward Xu Bingyi in unpredictable patterns!

"Wind Dance Frost!"

Xu Bingyi’s gaze turned resolute as her Silver Snow thin sword flickered rapidly in her wrist, releasing erratic sword lights.

Shhshrkk shhshrkk shhshrkk...

Sword Qi clashed in mid-air, exploding into turbulent Qi, riddling the surrounding arena with countless holes in the blink of an eye.

However, Fei Jue’s Sword Qi was faster and denser!

Left with no choice, Xu Bingyi activated the Xuanhan Force Field to deflect the incoming Sword Qi.

Ting ting tang tang!

Clear, sharp impacts sounded continuously as ripples spread furiously across the surface of the Xuanhan Force Field under the immense pressure of Fei Jue’s Sword Qi, forcing Xu Bingyi to retreat repeatedly.

"Third strike! Golden Light Splitting Yang!"

Fei Jue roared as he unleashed his Martial Soul—a shadowy figure flickering with nine stars—and charged forward with explosive force. Raising his Treasure Sword high, the sword radiated dazzling golden light that rivaled the brilliance of the sun before slashing down fiercely!

The brilliant sword strike vanished into the void.

And in the next instant—

Boom!

Countless golden Sword Qi beams engulfed the arena’s sky, painting half of the arena in gold as they surged down toward Xu Bingyi.

The golden Sword Qi was so overpowering that it expelled all air in its wake, producing ear-piercing sonic booms!

Xu Bingyi bit her lip lightly, her Essence Energy surging as she struggled to maintain the Ice Field while enduring wave after wave of golden Sword Qi impact.

Craack!

Ultimately, Xu Bingyi could not hold on. Her Ice Field shattered, sending her flying off the arena with blood spilling from her lips.

"I said three moves to defeat you, and three moves it is! You Xuanyuan Sect disciples are nothing special!"

Fei Jue sheathed his sword, casting a condescending glance at Xu Bingyi.

Xu Bingyi gritted her teeth, filled with frustration yet utterly helpless.

She hadn’t lost in terms of Realm or swordsmanship, but rather in Sword Dao Realm.

"Fei Jue, don’t get too cocky! If you face Senior Luo Cheng, you won’t survive three moves!"

Unable to swallow her pride, Xu Bingyi brought up Luo Cheng’s name to dampen Fei Jue’s arrogance.

"Luo Cheng?"

Fei Jue glanced briefly in Luo Cheng’s direction and sneered:

"Heh, you think just because he comprehended Human Sword Integration Middle-stage, he stands a chance against me? What nonsense!"

"Don’t worry, I’ll face him eventually! But the result will disappoint you. He’ll follow in your footsteps and fall to my Golden Sun Chaotic Shadow Sword!"

"Let’s wait and see!"

Xu Bingyi snorted coldly, refusing to argue further.

Defeat was defeat; there was no use in talking now, only disgrace in doing so.

She only hoped that Luo Cheng’s strength was formidable enough to defeat Fei Jue or at least end the duel in a draw!

"Tsk tsk, they’re ranked equally, yet the difference in strength is so vast. Fei Jue won in just three moves!"

"It seems the Xuanyuan Sect has truly declined. Their top ten Outer Sect disciples are a whole tier below Fierce Cloud Sect. Even their strongest Outer Disciple Luo Cheng might struggle to make the top five."

"If he doesn’t even make the top five, that’d be utterly embarrassing."

Observing Fei Jue’s dominance in defeating Xu Bingyi with three moves, the spectators shook their heads.