Chapter Eighty-One: Seven Kill Sword, One Breath Cuts Through Metal

  Haiyue teacher walked onto the stage again. He picked up the lottery box, which had become much lighter, and said in a deep voice: "The fourth round of trials is about to begin."

  The lottery box was lifted high and shaken vigorously. Two copper plates almost simultaneously rolled out and fell to the ground.

  Letti Yun smiled and picked up the copper plate: "Fourth round, first game, Kui Niu Copper Plate vs. Yun Ma Copper Plate."

  "Fantastic! Fantastic! The owner of the Qiu Niu Copper Medal is none other than Yue Jia's eldest grandson, Yue Lian Heng, who shone brightly in the third round! He uses a pair of 200-jin heavy hammers and has an exceptionally strong physique! And the owner of the Yun Ma Copper Medal is Xu Yang, who can also use his physical strength to execute the Earthly Tier Xuan Technique with great power!" someone in the audience said.

  "Let's see who is truly unmatched in strength and power!"

  Yue Lianheng burst out laughing, leaped into the air, and in mid-air, he took out his gigantic copper hammer that was as tall as one person and required two people to hug! Adding his body weight, the total weight was over 200 jun, which crashed onto the ground from mid-air, creating a deep depression on the entire surface, sending dust flying everywhere, stunning everyone with its deafening sound!

  "Xu Yang, come and accept your death! Let me show you what it means to be the strongest in the flesh!"

  Yue Lianheng loudly challenged, he had been instructed by the clan leader to keep a low profile in the first two rounds, but he was already impatient. In Yue Lianheng's opinion, he should make a high-profile appearance, defeat his enemies with ease, and show off his own strength!

  What Xiao Junhou, what Yu Shi young lady, all will be defeated one by one under Yue Lian Heng's double hammers!

  Xu Yang walked onto the stage, Le Tingyun looked at him deeply: "The competition has begun."

  "Hah! Give me fragments!" Yue Lianheng's massive hammer descended, its dark patterns flashing as it smashed down with a loud whoosh.

  The force of this hammer falling to the ground was so fierce and ferocious, just like a giant beast rushing down and trampling everything.

  Xu Yang furrowed his brow, took a step back, the gale-force winds scraped against his face painfully, and with a loud crash, another deep depression was pounded out, sending dust flying everywhere.

  Xu Yang's shoulder head fat ball, the back of the neck snow-white fluff burst forth, gurgling cries non-stop, as if to express fear.

  "Don't be afraid, it's just a barbarian." Xuyang patted the head of the fatty ball on his shoulder, and at the same time, his sleeves fluttered in the wind as he dodged Yue Lianheng's next two hammer strikes.

  "Huh? Xuyang, stop hiding around like a flea! If you're a man, stand up and don't move!" Yuelian Heng roared.

  Xu Yang was too lazy to bother with this fool, relying on his swift movements to dodge in and out of the two giant hammer silhouettes.

  "Roar, Xuyang, take another move from me!" Yue Lianheng was born with great strength, but this was definitely not a long-term plan. His consumption of spiritual energy far exceeded that of Xuyang. Before long, his spiritual energy would be depleted, and at that time, he wouldn't need Xuyang to make a move, he would have to admit defeat himself.

  Above the twin hammers, a mysterious pattern flashed, Yue Lian stretched out his arms horizontally, each holding a heavy hammer, and let out a loud roar, as if he was spinning like a windmill!

  In an instant, a death vortex with a diameter of two zhang appeared on the arena! As it rotated, a strong and violent suction burst forth, and even the spectators around the arena felt that suffocating feeling that pulled you towards death.

  "This move is probably the trump card for Yue Lianheng to compete with Haiyun in the first round of preliminaries! Anyone who gets pulled into his double hammer spin range will be beaten into a pulp without even taking a breath!" someone exclaimed.

  Xu Yang's blue clothes fluttered and flew, his black hair in front of his forehead and on the back of his shoulders all fluttering fiercely towards the direction of Yue Lian's horizontal death spin.

  The fat ball let out a loud cry, and with a speed that was extremely disproportionate to its body shape, it darted into Xu Yang's blue shirt, revealing only a small head. Its two small paws grasped the collar, secretly observing the battle scene.

  "Haha... Xǔ Yáng! Come on! Come on! Fight like a man!" Amidst the swirling vortex of death, the faint sound of Yuè Lián Héng's loud laughter echoed through, and with his words, the entire Death Dragon Vortex began to move in the direction of Xǔ Yáng.

  This movement speed, initially slow, later became faster and faster, already close to Xu Yang's dodging speed!

  "Damn it." Xǔ Yáng cursed, he had originally planned to rely on dodging and evading to exhaust Yuè Lián Huì's spiritual energy, but now the opponent's speed was getting faster and faster, this delaying tactic would no longer work.

  "It seems I still have to show my trump card."

  Xu Yang's mind stirred, and he retrieved the Songwen sword from his storage ring. The second mysterious mark on it - the Iron Cutting Mark - suddenly lit up.

  "Seven Kills Absolute Sword Second Style, One Breath Severing Gold Kill!"

  A crimson glow burst forth, a sword aura of about ten feet in length suddenly erupted, Xu Yang grasped the sword with both hands, cutting out horizontally, slashing out an arc of gorgeous fiery red light.

  Beautiful things always wither quickly. The magnificent arc of light cut out by the setting sun only lasts for a fleeting moment before disappearing without a trace.

  The result is amazing.

  Yue Lianheng's spinning had stopped, and he stared at his own hands in disbelief.

  His two hands, which were originally holding two giant bronze hammers, the pride of his father-in-law, had suddenly split into four pieces!

  Cutting edge, smooth as a mirror.

  "This... I must be dreaming..." Yue Lianheng muttered to himself.

  The onlookers also fell silent, and the crows and sparrows stopped chirping.

  After a while, there was an outburst of astonishment like a tsunami, accompanied by gasps of cold air.

  "My goodness!" An old man in gray clothes stroked his whiskers and blinked his eyes, saying, "Those two bronze hammers... are at least a mysterious device, just being cut off like that?"

  Contestant area.

  The calm on Li Wang's face vanished in an instant, and he suddenly stood up, as if to take a closer look at Xu Yang's appearance.

  "You...are indeed not an ordinary person." Li Wang muttered to himself.

  Wu Xuan's face was also difficult to conceal his astonishment, but in an instant, the surprise dissipated: "Good, good! Indeed a very good whetstone, my expectations of you are now even higher than Xiao Junhou!"

  The girl's powerful legs were tightly wrapped under her skirt, and her face was full of fighting spirit.

  "I don't believe it... I don't believe it!" Yue Lianheng threw away the discarded twin hammers, his eyes filled with bloodshot copper bells. "I, Yue Lianheng, was born with divine power and nearly pure Earth Extreme Mysteries. This life is destined to be the protagonist, rising above the crowd, famous throughout Donglai! How can I possibly lose? How can I possibly admit defeat?"

  Yue Lian's body shot towards Xu Yang, his fists bursting with golden light: "Take this! Catch my punch!"

  "What's the big deal...?" Xǔ Yáng's mouth curled up in disdain, his bones crackling with energy, as he threw a punch imbued with dense Huǒ Xuán power, "Your vision and scope are too narrow!"

  Yue Lian's massive fist and Xu Yang's slender white right fist collided, a circle of transparent air ripples suddenly burst out, thunderous roar!

  Yue Lianheng only felt a surge of immense power coming his way, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards.

  "I won't retreat, I won't be defeated!" Yue Lianheng's footprints were deeply imprinted on the bluestone platform, leaving deep marks. He had no choice but to withstand the impact, and suddenly his chest felt stuffy, his throat sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

  "Yue Lianheng, you've lost! Admit defeat!" his father shouted from among the crowd.

  Yue Lianheng didn't care and continued to punch Xu Yang with a flurry of heavy fists, as if he had gone mad.

  "He has been blinded by fame and wealth, the voices from outside are completely inaudible." Xǔ Yáng turned around swiftly and came to Yuè Lián Héng's back. However, Yuè Lián Héng was completely unaware, still facing the air in front of him, fiercely throwing punches and shouting: "I won't lose, I won't lose, I'll kill you!"

  This thrilling match ultimately ended with Xu Yang's complete victory. People had a new understanding of Xu Yang's strength, and officially put him on the same level as Yu Xuan Yu and Li Wang.

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