Martial Hero Rebirth

“I'm ready!”

Finally, one of the Songshan disciples couldn't stand it anymore. With a loud battle cry, he jumped into the ring.

“To fight!” said Yun Taiji, folding his hands in a gesture of politeness.

The Songshan disciple quickly repeated the symbol and drew his sword..

Taiji raised his sword without a word of objection and immediately used the Seven Shooting Stars at the level of the second stage of perfection. The descending brilliance of the sword resembled the rain of stars that fell on the seven acupuncture points of the Songshan disciple.

At the same moment, the arrogant expression on the newcomer's face changed, he tried to put the blade on guard... and missed.

«Poof!»

The plane of the sword hit one of the points. Student Songshan grabbed his chest and fell on his back with stiff legs.

There was a loud clap of palms on faces from Songshan. Everyone knew that the Seven Shooting Stars should be evaded, not defended. It's too difficult to defend seven points at once.

But it also demonstrated the power of Taiji. He attacked with such speed that his opponent simply did not have time to react.

Many sucked in cold air through their teeth. Even those who knew about the need for evasion were not sure that they would have succeeded.

Only the Huashan disciple, who was about to speak out against him, now sat with a pale face and bulging eyes. He was lucky that his older brother stopped him. Otherwise he would have embarrassed himself in the same way.

Involuntarily, his gaze jumped towards Lin Yi. Even this great man's disciples were a league ahead of the rest!

Lin Yi himself nodded with satisfaction. Yun Taiji also did not disappoint him with his progress. In fact, of all four, he developed the fastest. There was even a slight touch of the edge of supreme power in his Seven Shooting Stars.

They had not seen each other for only a year and a half, but the four comrades reached the top of the third class. Perhaps they are the best third-class experts in the entire alliance.

In the future, they will stand on par with the top disciples of their sects.

Yun Taiji returned to the chief disciple of Taishan and reported:

“Senior Brother, I have defended the honor of our sect.!”

Pan Rong nodded, smiling happily.

The rest of Taishan's disciples also cheerfully applauded and praised him, finally Taishan was also able to win.

Seven battles between third-class experts, of which Huashan took three, and the remaining factions took one each.

Finally a second class expert jumped into the ring and exclaimed:

“I am one of the ten strongest Hengshan True Disciples, Bei Gong. Who's ready to fight me brothers?”

Lin Yi pointed at Wu Shouyu and said:

“Go, he's yours.”

For a moment the young man froze - he did not expect his turn to come so soon, but then nodded:

“Okay, I'm running!”

However, before he could get into the ring, Lin Yi added:

“Give it your all or you'll lose.”

“Will I lose? Shouyu hissed through clenched teeth.

How could he lose?! Over the past year, his sword art has developed almost as much as it had in his entire life before. Gusts of Wind were now visible to the naked eye. Apart from Linghu Feng and Lin Yi, he was not afraid of any of his peers.

“Look carefully, brother! I’ll show you what I’ve learned!” Shouyu growled and climbed into the ring.

With his hands folded in the traditional gesture, he shouted:

“One of the ten strongest true disciples of Mount Hua, Wu Shouyu, came to test the skills of his younger brother Bei Gong.!”

The faces of everyone around immediately became serious. In the battle of third-class experts, they could not see anything new, but now the masters were going to fight, from whom everyone could learn something.

It was impossible to relax; complete vigilance was required. The gong rang and at the same moment the ringing of swords was heard, reminiscent of a piano melody.

This melodic sound immediately revealed the master’s technique – the Melody of Night Rain. One of the most complex in the fist world, it was worthy of the highest praise for its sophistication, which concealed dangerous power..

At some point, the melody of an invisible piano formed into a pulse of internal force that directly hit the enemy, who barely managed to dodge.

Shouyu cooled his ardor and forced his heart to calm down. The internal force created air vibrations and at some point, layering, they formed a powerful shock wave. Such arts were among the rarest in the world and, to the uninitiated, resembled magic..

It required the deepest control of inner strength to achieve such an effect. It is very difficult to injure an opponent using pure Chi energy.!

Shouyu dispelled the new wave with a block of his sword, but the shock wave left his arms numb and he almost fell on his back. Involuntarily, amazement arose in his gaze - he did not expect that Bei Gong would be so strong.

But the enemy left no time to think.

Suddenly his fingers moved like a madman, the calm melody of the rain was replaced by the dance of a tropical downpour. He didn't even look at his opponent, the Qi began to blow everything around, waves of air swayed like the ocean in stormy weather..

Shouyu opened his eyes wide and cursed at this madman who had reached such heights in this insanely complex art. But his own sword joined the dance and the wind howled throughout the arena, dust rising into the air around him..

What's a downpour without wind??

Powerful gusts of air surrounded the owner, protecting him with a transparent cocoon. His art may have been simpler, but he achieved more in it.!

A battle of two elements began in the arena, almost all the spectators opened their mouths in amazement.

Finally, Bei Gong finished playing his crazy melody of lonely death, ending with the climactic note of a huge wave, and opened his eyes.

Shouyu stood surrounded by the howling wind. The pouring rain did not leave a drop on his clothes.

Bei Gong froze in place like an idol, but his hand reflexively clenched the hilt of his sword. Just in time, because Shouyu rushed into battle!

Invisible energy surged in a wave, boundless, it hit from all sides at once. The rain has passed, but the stormy wind remains to drive the clouds away from the blue sky!

The students around watched with bated breath..

Shouyu, who had not had a chance to attack throughout the entire melody, was now furious. However, his blade remained just as cold, fast, and strong..

«KLANG!»

Bei Gong tried to defend himself with his sword and his weapon flew out of his hands. He was not wounded, but lost his sword.

With a wry smile, Goon said:

“I admit defeat.”

Shouyu laughed arrogantly to himself, but on the outside he allowed only a restrained smile.

However, the joy of victory was eclipsed by bewilderment. He underestimated the heroes in this world. If the melody had continued, he would never have been able to get out of defense.

This fight taught him a lot. He will no longer underestimate his opponents.

No matter how strong he managed to become this year, he is not Elder Brother Lin, or even Linghu Feng. He has no right to be arrogant.

Nevertheless, he brought victory to Huashan. In the first competition between true disciples, their sect again had the advantage.

Applause rang out everywhere, Huashan's strength was amazing! The Hengshan disciples were especially amazed because they knew how strong Brother Bei Gong was. If he couldn't win, who could??

Moyu Xiaoyao shook his head. He would have defeated Shouyu, there is no doubt about that. But Huashan still had Linghu Feng and Lin Yi!

His head started to hurt. How to defeat these two if even one Linghu Feng fought on par with him?

The rest of the sects also looked gloomy.

Huashan has reaped an incredible harvest this generation.

Their third class experts are stronger. Their second-class experts are stronger. What about the main disciples then? Are they really too??

Will the title of the Alliance's chief disciple really go to Huashan??

If he loses, he will be kicked out of the sect!

Xiaoyao no longer bit, but gnawed his lip.

And suddenly he noticed Lin Yi’s gaze on himself. Smiling slightly, the youngest of them turned to Linghu Feng and said:

“It's your turn, come out.”

Linghu Feng drained the green bottle in one gulp and said proudly:

“Watch them all fall before me!”

Raising his sword above his head, he reached the center of the arena in one leap. And he didn’t even introduce himself, everyone already knew him.

“What? Why is he?!”

“This is Linghu Feng, who will fight him??”

“Huashan, this is too much!”

Disciples of other sects were arguing among themselves, and morale was at an all-time low. The worst thing was that Linghu Feng, unlike them, felt complete confidence in victory and looked at the main disciples of the four factions as prey.

After looking at each of them, he pointed his sword towards Hengshan and shouted:

“Mo Xiaoyao, I choose you! Come and fight me!”

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