Chapter 2220 - 2217: Clash of Power

Chapter 2220: Chapter 2217: Clash of Power

Yuwen Xingjian stopped before finishing because Li Wenfeng staggered over. He glanced at Yuwen Luofei but left without a word.

"His eyes are filled with hatred," Yuwen Xingjian said, shaking his head.

"In the Royal Academy and in the secular world, he was always a favored son of heaven, never having suffered such a setback. Or maybe he considers this a disgrace," Yuwen Luofei sighed softly and said.

Yuwen Xingjian shook his head and frankly said, "Can’t handle losing once? Look at the spoiled princess from the Situ family, even though I really dislike her, I must admit her tolerance is stronger than Li Wenfeng’s. She lost the first time to a Loose Cultivator and was beaten badly by Ling Shuiyao the second time, yet she’s still sitting there watching the competition."

Yuwen Luofei rolled her eyes at him and said helplessly, "Brother, why are you speaking so loudly? Be careful, or she’ll hear you and latch onto you."

"Pfft, your brother doesn’t fear her. She’s now focused on Lin Tian, only having eyes for him. Look at her, staring at Lin Tian as if she wishes to tear him apart, completely ignoring me," Yuwen Xingjian waved his hand carelessly.

Yuwen Luofei glanced over and found that Situ Ruoling’s attention indeed wasn’t on the stage but on Lin Tian, her eyes flickering with complex emotions.

When she followed Situ Ruoling’s gaze, Lin Tian seemed to sense it and looked up, making eye contact with her.

Yuwen Luofei was momentarily stunned, but she did not react much, nodding gracefully as a response.

"Brother Tian, are you familiar with Yuwen Luofei?" Ghost walked off the stage and curiously asked after noticing the exchange of glances between the two.

"So-so, met a few times, we’re sort of friends," Lin Tian said calmly.

Ghost raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Is that so? How come it feels like Li Wenfeng sees you as a rival in love?"

Lin Tian glanced disdainfully at him and said, "You’re really nosy, why didn’t Li Wenfeng exhaust you a bit more so you’d shut up already? Miss and several beauties are also glaring at you."

Seeing the "murderous" looks from Lin Tian and the ladies, Ghost immediately pretended to be serious, "Ah, I didn’t realize until you mentioned it, I’m really a bit tired, I’ll go rest for a bit, carry on with your chat..."

"Brother, are you alright?" Only Yun Xiaotian didn’t understand, concernedly asking, thinking something was wrong with his big brother.

"Uh, nothing’s wrong, it’s just my power has suddenly increased, and I need to get used to it," Ghost found it uncomfortable to lie to his little sister, so he said awkwardly.

Lin Tian was also quite curious and asked, "By the way, what level are you at now?"

Ghost waved his hand leisurely as he walked, "I haven’t really paid attention, and my master didn’t explain clearly, should I go ask him?"

Lin Tian and Miss both chuckled and shook their heads. It was the first time they’d seen an Ancient Martial Artist indifferent to their level. This is probably what makes Mr. Wang special, as comprehension of the Tao is what matters most. Is the level really that important?

This reminded Lin Tian of Zhuge Cai Zhe, who was also focused on understanding the Tao, regardless of his level.

Of course, it’s not to say those who care about their level are not good Ancient Martial Artists; it’s just a matter of personal cultivation techniques and emphasis.

The elimination rounds continued, ruthlessly eliminating one person per match. Those eliminated included Loose Cultivators and children of notable families. However, direct disciples like Situ Yufeng and Yuwen Xingjian stayed in the competition without facing off against the experts prematurely.

The Loose Cultivators included Huang Xiaopang, Liu Xiaoxiao, and Yun Tian, while the noble families weren’t disgraced. The Ji family had Ji Zimo, the Ling family had Ling Shuiyao, the Yuwen family had Yuwen Xingjian, the Situ family had Situ Yufeng, and the Wang family had Wang Lin.

Lin Tian was somewhat surprised that all the female disciples from the Qingshuang Pavilion were eliminated. Nonetheless, neither Lin Tian nor the other Ancient Martial Artists looked down on the Qingshuang Pavilion because of this.

The Qingshuang Pavilion had Sword Servants Tang Muling and Tang Ziqing who didn’t participate. They are both young but due to apprenticeship status with a high generation, could not compete. However, they are both genuine Innate Experts.

Besides, everyone knew Xiao Manxue was considered half a disciple of the Qingshuang Pavilion. In their view, Xiao Manxuan’s victory also represented a victory for the Qingshuang Pavilion, as Xiao Manxue used the Qingshuang Pavilion’s cultivation techniques and martial skills.

Now, everyone’s anticipation lay in who would enter the top ten. Being among the top ten young experts in the Ancient Martial World was no small accolade. Of course, the most anticipated was the first place.

"There can be no undisputed best in literature, but there can be no second-best in martial arts. Literary critiques are based on subjective perspectives, differing from person to person based on their experiences and understanding, thus evaluation varies naturally."

"But martial arts is much more straightforward. Who’s strong and who’s weak? Just have a match and determine the winner. So a martial arts contest will definitely determine who is superior, and first place is the most attention-catching."

"Next match, Yuwen Xingjian versus Liu Xiaoxiao," the elderly announcer declared once more.

The closer it came to the end, the more exciting the matchups became, as those remaining generally possessed considerable strength, and the audience was eager to see intense contests.

This time, the matchlist sparked considerable discussion among the spectators. Yuwen Xingjian wielded the heavy Sky Halberd, while Liu Xiaoxiao, being a newly emergent Loose Cultivator, had been drawing attention with her performance.

Yuwen Xingjian once again took to the stage, still holding the Sky Halberd in his hands.

Before going up, Yuwen Luofei specially reminded, "Brother, Liu Xiaoxiao is a girl, be careful not to strike too heavily. Don’t say I didn’t warn you; if you’re too violent, you’ll have trouble finding a wife."

What could Yuwen Xingjian do but give his sister a helpless smile? In truth, he was also a bit concerned whether Liu Xiaoxiao could withstand a strike from the Sky Halberd because Liu Xiaoxiao had consistently fought barehanded.

Liu Xiaoxiao also stepped onto the stage, indeed, still empty-handed.

Yuwen Xingjian frowned slightly and couldn’t help but say, "Miss Xiaoxiao, I know your Eagle Claw Skill is formidable, more ferocious than many men’s, but even the fiercest fists are of flesh and can’t withstand the power of weapons."

He wouldn’t act superior and disdain others like Ji Zimo would, refusing to use his Sky Soaring Sword out of arrogance. No, regardless of his opponent’s strength, he always used the Sky Halberd.

Yuwen Xingjian assumed Liu Xiaoxiao would request a fight with fists and feet, so he clarified in advance. Although his words were a bit blunt.

But Liu Xiaoxiao just smiled and said, "Who said I’m empty-handed? Just wait a moment; I’ll have someone bring up a weapon."

Bring it up? Everyone was astonished, including Yuwen Xingjian. What kind of weapon required carrying?

Just as everyone was confused, a loud shout came from outside, "Brothers and sisters, please make way..."

The shout was loud and clear, but Lin Tian could tell that the person seemed to be straining, as if bearing a heavy load. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Lin Tian turned to look, seeing the crowd parting to form a path as a bare-chested strongman carried a gigantic weapon onto the stage. The weapon’s shaft pressed against the strongman’s shoulder, indenting his solid muscles.