Chapter 338: Fighting Miyamoto Genichiro

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Fighting Miyamoto Genichiro

Yu Zhuoran, Hazelle, and Victor remained calm.

They had likely guessed the intentions of the system—or rather, the higher-ups. They were also extremely confident in their own strength.

They were practically guaranteed a spot in the semifinals, effectively taking up three of the slots already.

Meanwhile, Kong Ruoxuan, Alex, and Erica frowned deeply.

Their chances of advancing to the next round were very low.

Even if they each faced a different opponent, they still couldn’t win.

The chances of making it to the next round were just too low.

In the stands for Japan, a beautiful S-class female prodigy said indignantly:

"Mr. Genichiro, they’re underestimating you! Do they already think you can’t advance?"

The others also looked displeased. They were upset that Miyamoto Genichiro was being underestimated.

Miyamoto Genichiro heard this and replied calmly:

"I will use the sword in my hand to prove my strength. I will slay all my opponents!"

Even without having mastered a Little Divine Power, he remained completely confident in his abilities.

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the live quarterfinals!"

"The upcoming matches are only going to get more exciting!"

"Out of our eight strongest contestants, who will advance to the semifinals?"

High above the arena, the projection of Xu Wenji spoke leisurely. His simple words, however, ignited the passion of the entire audience.

The quarterfinal bracket was out, and they couldn’t wait to watch the upcoming matches.

"Without further ado, let’s welcome the two contestants for our first match! First, we have Yu Zhuoran from Xia Country!"

"And from the Sunset Empire, Alex Freck...!"

As soon as Xu Wenji finished speaking, his image began to dissipate. Simultaneously, two crimson pillars of light descended upon the arena, from which Yu Zhuoran and his opponent, Alex, emerged.

From the stands, Lin Qi was also watching the match.

’Yu Zhuoran needs no introduction. His power and speed are both impressive, making him quite similar to me. He has no obvious weaknesses.’

His opponent, Alex Freck of Sunset Country, was not weak either.

Alex was a tall man with a resolute face and a steady-going temperament. He wore a white Combat Suit and wielded a Black Heavy Sword.

Alex was very powerful, a Top-Level genius with a shot at placing in the top five.

His only shortcoming was that he hadn’t mastered a Little Divine Power.

Otherwise, he might have had a chance to compete for the championship.

[Battle Start!]

At the AI’s announcement, the battle erupted in an instant.

BANG!!

BZZT!!

Yu Zhuoran’s Silver Battle Saber, wreathed in electric Power that coiled like silver serpents, clashed violently with Alex’s Black Heavy Sword. Both combatants possessed terrifying strength. It was Thunder versus Red Flame!

BOOM!!

As they released their Power, fierce winds raged, continuously tearing up the surrounding concrete pavement.

The battle lasted for quite some time.

The difference in their overall strength was small.

If Yu Zhuoran had activated his Little Divine Power, he could have ended the fight in an instant.

But he didn’t.

’Or rather, he was too proud to do so. If he couldn’t beat his opponent without using his Little Divine Power, how could he ever hope to compete for the championship?’

’Lin Qi understood his mindset. Havier and Victor probably felt the same way.’

The match lasted four minutes before finally ending with Yu Zhuoran’s victory.

He was skilled in both power and speed, leaving him with no weaknesses.

"Let’s congratulate Yu Zhuoran from Xia Country for defeating Alex from Sunset Country and advancing to the semifinals!"

After Xu Wenji’s announcement, amidst the roaring cheers of the crowd, the virtual figurine representing Yu Zhuoran became the first to ascend to the second-to-top level of the Pyramid.

Xu Wenji nodded. Although he was the vice principal, he was also the one managing the Tenth Academy.

’In his eyes, as long as Yu Zhuoran isn’t careless, there’s a greater than 50% chance he’ll take home the championship.’

’Then he glanced at Lin Qi. ’Thankfully, we also have Lin Qi. A double insurance. The championship will ultimately fall into the hands of our Xia Country.’’

...

"Yu Zhuoran, looks like the championship is yours for the taking!"

Wan Ming called out with a laugh from the Xia Country stands.

Yu Zhuoran didn’t deny it, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Defeating Alex without using his Little Divine Power had made his confidence soar. The championship was within reach.

...

"Yu Zhuoran is really strong, but you’re just as good, Brother Qi!"

Jiangtao remarked from the Sixth Institute’s stands, then added,

Zhou Xiyin nodded.

"That’s right. Miyamoto Genichiro is no match for you."

"Brother Qi is guaranteed a spot in the semifinals!"

"Brother Qi will win for sure!!"

The others nodded as well, shouting their encouragement.

Lin Qi stood, his posture ramrod straight.

"It’s my turn."

With that, he transformed into a crimson pillar of light and descended into the arena.

By now, no one doubted Lin Qi’s strength. His advancement to the semifinals was a foregone conclusion.

The only question was whether he would fall in the semifinals or make it to the finals.

The final four, runner-up, or even champion?

...

"And now, let’s welcome the two contestants for our second match! From Xia Country, we have the record-breaking Lin Qi!"

"And from Japan, the man known as the Little Sword Saint, Miyamoto Genichiro!"

"Which of these two contestants will advance to the semifinals?"

The moment Xu Wenji finished speaking, two crimson pillars of light descended upon the ruined arena, kicking up tremors and fierce winds.

Two figures slowly came into view.

A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the stands.

On the bullet screen, viewers from Japan were spamming comments frantically.

Most of them were unaware that Lin Qi had also mastered a Little Divine Power, so they were wishfully convinced that their country’s Miyamoto Genichiro could advance to the semifinals—or even win the championship.

"Mr. Genichiro, please defeat Lin Qi from Xia Country! Prove the strength of Japan with your sword!!"

"Victory!"

"Japan will finally rise! The championship belongs to us!"

The audience from Xia Country, not to be outdone, spammed the screen with their own comments.

"Lin Qi for the win!"

"Xia Country will take two spots in the semifinals, and the championship will be ours too!"

"Keep dreaming, Japan!"

...

In the ruined arena, the smoke dissipated.

Lin Qi and Miyamoto Genichiro laid eyes on each other, an invisible pressure emanating from them both.

The phantom of an enormous Platinum Evil Tiger seemed to manifest around Lin Qi, terrifying Evil Qi swirling about him.

ROAR—

Meanwhile, fierce gales materialized around Miyamoto Genichiro.

It was as if a giant eagle confronted Lin Qi’s tiger—the Ninth-Level Calamity Beast, the Black Gold Eagle!

Their invisible auras began to clash.

Miyamoto Genichiro’s refined features tensed as he spoke first.

"Lin Qi, you are incredibly strong!"

"You are an astonishing master!"

"But I intend to win!"

As he said this, his gaze sharpened.

Lin Qi replied calmly,

"Show me everything you’ve got. Don’t leave here with any regrets."

As he finished, a terrifying aura erupted from him. His eyes became like those of a tiger—commanding awe without a hint of anger.

[Countdown: 3, 2, 1...]

[Battle Start!]

The moment Lin Qi finished speaking, the AI’s voice rang out across the arena.

This quarterfinal match had officially begun!

...