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The Third Round of the competition quickly came to an end, with Qin Tian emerging victorious once again.
In the first three rounds, luck played a significant role.
However, as the Fourth Round began, it was truly a test of strength.
Anyone who made it to the Fourth Round was far from weak.
All of them had a cultivation level above Eight Heavens.
Except for Qin Tian!
In the Fourth Round, most matches no longer featured overwhelming victories; they were battles fought until the very last moment, with winners barely scraping by.
By this round, those who could still achieve swift victories were mostly the true Heavenly Pride from the top ten of the Xuan Yang Sword Sect.
Even Qin Tian faced considerable challenges in this round.
For the first time, he was up against a genuine Nine Heavens expert.
"To reach the Fourth Round in his first year participating in the Inner Sect Tournament is quite impressive for Qin Tian," many Inner Sect Disciples remarked from below the arena, leaving a strong impression of him.
It’s worth noting that even for them, most of whom participated in their first Inner Sect Tournament, they barely made it past the first round. Some didn’t even get through the Preliminary Round.
As the first place winner of this year's Outer Sect Grand Competition, Qin Tian shone brightly under the aura of Gong Xueyi.
Following that, he secured a spot in the top ten of the Preliminary Round and advanced to the fourth round of the Elimination Match.
Such achievements are rare among the three hundred disciples of the Inner Sect.
That was enough!
"Junior Brother, if it comes to it, just admit defeat. There's no shame in it; we can fight again next year," Gao Jian said to Qin Tian, waving his hand with hopeful encouragement.
"Admit defeat? That's not my style."
Qin Tian stood up and stepped onto the Arena, his white robes billowing as he radiated an overwhelming fighting spirit.
This year’s Inner Sect Tournament had one goal for him: first place.
Because only by securing first place would he have the right to approach the Xuan Yang Sword Sect and demand an investigation into the truth behind the fall of Northern Yan.
He couldn't think of another way.
It was a battle he had to fight!
In the fourth round, Qin Tian's opponent was a master from Ren Peak, a Nine Heavens expert.
Last year, he had ranked Tenth Place.
Powerful!
Breathtakingly powerful.
"Junior Brother Qin, you are already shining brightly this year. I believe that for anyone, achieving this in their first year is something to be proud of. Surrender now; there will be opportunities next year."
The expert from Ren Peak, a master of Nine Heavens, spoke kindly to Qin Tian.
Qin Tian knew that this senior brother did not wish to see him perish.
However, for the sake of the truth from years ago, even if defeat was certain, he had to fight with all his might.
"One must always have dreams. Falling on the path of dreams is nothing to be ashamed of. But simply admitting defeat is truly not my style. Senior Brother, please make your move!"
Qin Tian raised one hand, feeling the Golden Battle Blood and Golden Battle Bones within him boiling. The eighty-four Meridians erupted in full force.
The peak power of the Seventh Layer of Meridian Opening surged within him.
"Then I won’t hold back. My name is Jiang Donglin; I hope we can become friends after this battle."
Jiang Donglin's long sword whistled as it shot forth from his hand.
A vigorous and powerful sword aura suddenly erupted from his blade.
Whoosh!
The sword light flickered and instantly reached Qin Tian's face.
Thunder Sword!
Half-Step Human-Level Technique.
To stand among the top ten, each individual possesses one or two Half-Step Human-Level Techniques.
Each one is formidable.
With a gentle shift of his foot, Qin Tian's long hair danced in the windless air.
Eight Gates Seal activated again!
Heaven and Earth, Mysterious Yellow, Chimera.
As the Eight Gates opened simultaneously, they collided with the overwhelming sword energy.
Even this Half-Step Human-Level Technique known as Thunder Sword could not break through the defense formed by the Eight Gates for a moment.
“Golden Battle Fist!”
At this point, there was no choice but to strike hard.
In the instant that the Eight Gates Seal and the Thunder Sword were locked in a stalemate, Qin Tian had already appeared before Jiang Donglin.
Facing him was a punch.
Bang!
Both of them executed their perfected techniques in the Arena, darting and weaving with incredible agility. The powerful shockwaves shattered the stones on the Arena floor, sending debris flying through the air like arrows aimed at the crowd.
Many people quickly dodged, as the shards of stone turned the stands into a honeycomb of destruction.
Seeing this, those below the Arena who had just been saying that Qin Tian had reached his limit were left stunned.
What was happening?
A master at the Peak of the Seventh Layer had just annihilated an Eight Heavens expert with a single punch.
That alone was shocking enough.
Who would have thought that this guy would be locked in a fierce exchange with a Nine Heavens expert, trading blows for dozens of rounds without a clear victor?
Was this even human?
Even those seated in the Elder's section were taken aback.
Logically speaking, there was too great a gap between the Seventh Layer of the Meridian Realm and Nine Heavens; such a situation should not arise in a confrontation.
After a long pause, Sky Peak Wu Qingyuan finally broke into a smile.
"My disciple Qin Tian, although he is only at the Seventh Layer of the Meridian Realm in cultivation, do you see? Every one of his attacks targets Jiang Donglin's weaknesses with precision. If he weren't facing a Nine Heavens cultivator, we would have already seen a clear outcome."
As Wu Qingyuan's words echoed through the air, the elders on the Arena finally began to understand.
It wasn't that they lacked the keen eyesight of Wu Qingyuan; rather, they hadn't been paying close attention to the battle.
The two major sects were equally astonished.
The elder from the Lingxu Daozong, who had been intent on killing Qin Tian, furrowed his brow at that moment.
"This kid is not easy to deal with. How can his eyesight be so sharp? He manages to find flaws the instant his opponent makes a move. It's unbelievable! If it weren't for the fact that this kid is two realms below him, this fight would have ended long ago."
While the elder was puzzled, the Black-Clad Youth beside him merely smiled disdainfully.
"There's no need for so many tricks to deal with him."
...
"Junior Brother, how can you be this formidable?"
Gao Jian was completely baffled. Logically speaking, a master at the Seventh Layer of the Meridian Realm should not be able to exchange so many blows with a master at Nine Heavens. Typically, a victor would emerge within three moves.
Yet, Qin Tian was holding his own against a top-tier Nine Heavens expert, managing to last over thirty exchanges.
"Qin Tian, you are increasingly impressing me."
Gong Xueyi, who rarely smiled, unexpectedly wore a faint smile.
"Why is that?"
Du Ziheng was stunned. He had initially thought that Qin Tian would last at most until the Third Round; once he faced a Nine Heavens expert, defeat was inevitable.
Who would have thought that he would forcefully step into the fourth round and still stand undefeated after exchanging dozens of blows with a true master from the Nine Heavens?
It seemed that he had truly underestimated him.
Hiss—
Below the Arena, tens of thousands of Outer Sect Disciples gasped in unison, their breaths hitching in disbelief.
"What is Qin Tian's limit? Why is it that every time I think he has reached his end, I find out he is still far from it? This... is just too monstrous."
"This isn't just a matter of being monstrous; I suspect he isn't even at the Seventh Layer of the Meridian Realm. He must be concealing his true cultivation."
"I think so too. Otherwise, how could someone at the Seventh Layer of the Meridian Realm possibly contend against a Nine Heavens master?"
Without the elders' discerning eyes, the thousands of disciples could not grasp the deeper implications.
However, because of this, the impact of the scene before them was even more overwhelming than crashing waves!
If, in the next moment, Qin Tian transformed into a ferocious beast, they would probably not be surprised at all.
A stick of incense later.
Two figures were still fiercely exchanging blows.
You come and go, neither giving an inch.
Bang!
A loud crash echoed through the air, and in that fleeting moment, Jiang Donglin swung his sword toward Qin Tian's head.
Qin Tian's toes barely touched the ground as he swiftly circled behind him, delivering a punch to his back.
The sound of strikes filled the air.
A flurry of exchanges unfolded between the two, faster than the wind.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion resonated.
Both were propelled backward from a cloud of dust.
They landed on their toes multiple times before dissipating the residual force from their bodies.
It was a tie!
A master at the Seventh Layer of the Meridian Realm had actually matched a powerhouse from the Nine Heavens to a standstill.
The shock was immense.
An astonishing shock.
The close-quarters combat, with each punch landing solidly, left Qin Tian exhilarated.
It had been a long time since he had encountered such a worthy opponent.
"Indeed, close combat is what allows me to achieve greater improvement. If the duel lasted a bit longer, perhaps my growth would be even more significant. What a pity..."
Qin Tian chuckled, knowing that this battle was reaching its conclusion and a victor would soon be determined.
Previously, it seemed evenly matched.
Ultimately, it was because this Brother Jiang had not unleashed the powerful techniques of Nine Heavens.
This was merely a warm-up.
"Alright, my muscles are all loosened up; it's time to end this endless battle."
Jiang Donglin smiled lightly as he grasped his long sword with both hands.
In an instant, a surge of overwhelming energy gathered from the surrounding world and coalesced upon his blade.
"Evil Spirit Seven Demon Sword!"
The true Human-Level Martial Art.
The vast Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy converged behind Jiang Donglin.
Soon after, the Seven Great Demons materialized behind him.
The Seven Great Demons were distinct from one another, yet each possessed its own Killing Intent.
It was mesmerizing!
Even the clear blue sky was suddenly shrouded in darkness.
The power of the Channeling Realm and the Nine Heavens burned completely.
It transformed into the force that awakened the Seven Great Demons.
One by one, they stirred to life.
With each awakening of a Great Demon, the sword energy and might grew stronger.
In the blood-red pupils, the unmoving figure of Qin Tian was reflected.
"Slash!"
With a furious shout from Jiang Donglin, he gripped his longsword tightly and swung it down fiercely.
In an instant, seven terrifying Killing Intents erupted from within the Seven Great Demons.
They converged into a tidal wave of sword intent, striking towards Qin Tian with ferocity.
The Arena shattered along their path, and even the air seemed to freeze.
"It’s over!"
Qin Tian gave a self-deprecating smile as he slowly waved his Purple Lightning Sword, arcs of electricity flickering around him.
Behind him, golden light wildly intertwined, quickly coalescing into a towering Phantom Dragon.
On the third level, the Adamantine Body Technique!
A towering figure stretched out two massive hands that blocked the overwhelming Killing Intent and sword aura directed at Qin Tian.
Below in the Arena, tens of thousands of spectators watched in silence.
On the Arena, dozens of elders stood by.
Everyone from the two great Sects, as well as the Inner Sect Disciples of the Heaven, Earth, and Humanity Three Peaks, held their breath, not uttering a single word.
The final battle before the challenge began.
At this moment.
It started!
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