Chapter 42: The Great War of Blood and Phoenix (Part 1)

  "Eagle Long is too arrogant, daring to bring people here, why didn't Miss Murong let me take care of him!" Shui Jianzong angrily looked out the window, Eagle Long was leading his subordinates away.

  "It's not the right time yet, Eagle is a young master of a prestigious family and also a viscount conferred by the imperial family, we can't kill him!" In the empire's law, as fellow imperial officials, you cannot strike down your opponent without evidence, unless your status surpasses theirs!

  "Xue Yi, in the letter my brother said how badly he was injured? Tomorrow his opponent is Xue Feng Fei of the Blood Feather Empire!" Murong Qing Yue's face was anxious, she knew which remote hotel Long Tian Yu was at.

  "Qingyue sister, we can't go see him because that would expose his whereabouts. Fortunately, he always jumps back to the inn each time, so very few people know where he's hiding."

  Seeing Murong Qingyue's worried expression, Murong Xueyi was no exception. She didn't know if it was for her jade or something else, she just didn't show it.

  ………

  The next day, the match of 16 advancing to 8 was held as scheduled.

  Now all the matches are gathered on a main stage, for safety, there are ten mages around, three swordsmen performing protection, and a group of magical defensive barriers set up by the Magic Association, ensuring the safety of all spectators.

  To increase some income for Jin Cheng, the ticket price varies from 1,000 gold coins to 1 gold coin based on the distance from the round platform, but the prices of the first three rows have already been speculated to tens of thousands of gold coins.

  The huge stadium was already packed with people, and the large campus that could accommodate 100,000 people now had at least 150,000 people seated!

  It was still Gu Yu who stood on the high platform, mobilizing and motivating the handsome boys and girls in the arena, emphasizing that safety must be guaranteed and no one should intentionally kill anyone!

  The majestic voice shocked everyone in the room.

  In the middle of the merging viewing platform, the various elders of Fengtian Sect, Yunzong, and Haizong were seated, as well as some famous descendants of the imperial family and aristocratic families watching the competition.

  And the little man in the vast sky of eagles was also among them.

  "Rumble, rumble..." On one side of the school grounds, a huge black crystal stone was slowly lowered into place by six Sword Kings. Clear and eye-catching, it looked just like a scoreboard at a baseball game. The water-elemental mages drew up the tournament bracket on the surface of the crystal stone.

  "The first match, Murong Xueyi versus Snowlend!" The wind-elemental mage shouted loudly, and the entire arena erupted in thunderous applause, whether it was from the audience or the other Empire's contestants.

  "How can this be! It's too despicable! Our own empire is attacking our own people!" Murong Qingyue muttered in discontent, her small mouth pursed in the rest area as she watched Murong Xueyi and Xuelengde take the stage.

  The difference in strength was huge. Xue Leng also belonged to the water system, and when he encountered Murong Xueyi, a water system demon master, his combat skills had no effect at all.

  Polite opening, Murong Xueyi took out her staff and was not polite at all. All sixth-level water and ice magic were used, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the competition was extremely exciting. The magical confrontation destroyed a third of the huge circular platform, with magic darting back and forth like missiles, and Snowrend's several narrow escapes made the audience cheer wildly.

  But in the eyes of a master, the two were almost putting on a show, and it was as if Murong Xueyi was going easy on him. Although they hadn't discussed it beforehand, every time Murong Xueyi used magic, she would deliberately miss Snowland, except for the last one, where she used a precise "Water Dragon Blast" to knock Snowland off the stage.

  Murong Xueyi's brilliant performance moved all the elders of various sects, this girl's strength is completely a freakish existence.

  The earth-based mages were in charge of repairing the round platform, and before long, the huge round platform was restored to its original state. If an earth-based mage builds a house, it's even faster than an excavator.

  "The second match, Autumn Wind vs Blood Hawk!"

  "Wow wow wow......" Thunderous applause, cheers and shouts of joy, this is a closely contested match.

  A powerful fifth-tier magician, Blood Hongfei, was battling the mysterious dark horse second-tier sword king, Autumn Wind. In terms of tier, Blood Hongfei had a three-tier advantage over Autumn Wind, but Autumn Wind was a fire-type sword king with massive destructive power, and Blood Hongfei could easily suffer heavy injuries if he wasn't careful.

  Xue Hongfei's face was icy cold as he floated onto the stage, while his opponent was nowhere to be seen.

  "Please, Autumn Wind, come on stage and compete quickly!" The wind system mage shouted to the surroundings, but still didn't see Autumn Wind.

  "That kid won't be able to get up!" Eagle Longkong sat in the stands, laughing and saying, because anyone could imagine that Autumn Wind's injury would take at least a week to recover!

  "Eagle brother, how did you know?" asked Feng Luchuan, Wind Xiuyao's older cousin, who was sitting not far from Eagle Long.

  "Nothing, I was just guessing! Feng Xiong, you think, Blood Hongfei is so formidable, how can that broken sword kid Autumn Wind be his match? Most likely he's afraid and ran away early!" Eagle Longkong said, revealing his true thoughts, then quickly tried to cover it up.

  However, Feng Xinyao and Feng Luchuan both felt that something was off after hearing this. On the surface, Jiaolong Tian seemed straightforward, but who knows what kind of person he really is behind closed doors.

  "Xue Yi sister, Autumn Wind brother is seriously injured and won't recover in a short time. Let's go tell the referee to concede the match."

  Hearing Mu Rong Qing Yue's voice, Mu Rong Xue Yi could only nod and was about to walk towards the referee when a sudden breaking sound appeared above her head.

  "Whoosh... thud!"

  A dark shadow, like lightning, accurately smashed onto the round platform, within ten square meters, all the land cracked.

  "'May Rain Cut', indeed a great skill for showing off!"

  The sandstorm dissipated, and a figure clad in a blood-soaked cloak, wearing a black conical hat, stood in the middle. The sight of him made everyone's hair stand on end, their skin crawling with fear. Even the Sword Sect couldn't see his movements clearly, as if he were a god descending from the heavens.

  The narcissistic Long Tianyu was secretly thrilled about his own awesome entrance, "How many beautiful women were captivated by my sharp entrance, hahaha..."

  The judge in the court asked: "Autumn Wind Xia?"

  "Haha, of course it was me! Sorry, Wind Brother. Last night I ran into a group of friends and we didn't see eye to eye, so we got into a fight. I was too busy, I even forgot to wash my clothes!"

  Long Tianyu's words made everyone present tremble with fear, "If the conversation doesn't go well, it ends up like this! A whole body of blood, I don't know how brutal the battle was at that time!"

  The eagle on the watchtower had a pale face, his teeth were almost falling out, he had lost ten Sword Kings, and this stinky brat was fine! He glared fiercely at Long Tianyu on the round platform, wishing to tear him to shreds.

  "Autumn wind, if you can't hold on, don't try to resist!" Not far from the edge of the stage, Shangguan Lingxue was wearing a sky blue outfit, looking refreshing and beautiful, like a daughter of the sea. Her full figure was perfectly showcased. She stood there anxiously, speaking softly, worried that Long Tianyu would get into trouble.

  She didn't know that Long Tianyu had such a magical 'Holy Light Technique', but she knew that Long Tianyu's injury hadn't fully recovered.

  She nodded to the superior, this girl didn't sleep all night for him, using her Bright Light Energy to recover Long Tianyu until morning when she couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep on his body.

  Looking at Shangguan Lingxiao's beautiful sleeping face, he felt a few points of warmth in his heart, and also a thread of heartache.

  "Snow sister! Isn't that Upper Official's family's Upper Official Ling Xue sister?" Murong Qingyue asked curiously.

  "Yes! And I think Shangguan Lingxiao's relationship with Qiufeng is not simple!"

  "Really? Why don't we call Sister Shangguan over instead? She's alone over there, I feel it's not safe!" Murong Qingyue said hastily.

  "Can't tell, has my sister Murong Qingyue started to love the house and the crow?" Murong Xueyi teased with a smile.

  "Stinky sister is ignoring you, someone come! Go invite Miss Shangguan Lingxue over!"

  Under Murong Qingyue's shout, five guards escorted Shangguan Lingxiao to the resting area of the Tianlong Empire.

  Xue Hongfei gave a cold, harsh stare to Long Tianyu. Although he didn't know Long Tianyu's identity, that dark aura made him feel an intense urge to kill, as if only tearing his enemy apart could calm him down.

  Long Tianyu bowed and said: "I had a fight yesterday, my sword was broken, I don't know which brother in the audience can lend me his precious sword to use."

  "Ah!" At these words, the people below took a deep breath. "All the swords were broken?" And there was blood all over his body, no one knew how intense the battle had been.

  Without hesitation, a giant black sword flew onto the stage.

  With a grasp of the hand, a sidelong glance at the sword, the sword is six feet long and half a foot wide, all made of fine iron, with three five-level wind system magic crystals inlaid on it. Not only can it speed up rotation, helping the sword holder to attack from various angles more effectively, but also reduce weight. Such a sword, at least worth 500,000 gold coins on the market, what a big deal!

  "What a great sword! What a low price! I wonder which friend lent this precious sword!"

  "Autumn Wind Old Brother, is my sword!" Not far below the stage, a man in black clothes, Chen Yingchuan, sat cross-legged with a smile on his face. He was one of the sixteen strong contestants.

  "Alright, let's get started!" The wind magic user shouted, and the two entered a state of high alert, neither daring to be careless in this match.

  "What a powerful dark attribute! I remember Sister Xuefei saying that people who cultivate the dark attribute are all extremely ruthless, it seems that this match will require me to be careful."

  Feeling his own magic, although not fully filled, but for this game, he was still full of confidence...