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"Alright, first of all, congratulations to the six hundred and forty contestants who have advanced; you have qualified for the next round of the Match. Today's Match ends here, and starting tomorrow, we will have one-on-one elimination matches. I hope you are all prepared," Elder Jiang said with a smile, looking at the victorious contestants below.
"Wow, the preliminary selection has finally ended. It's a pity that we were eliminated directly; what a shame about the top three Rewards," lamented one of the eliminated contestants.
"You really are optimistic. Even if you weren't eliminated, you wouldn't have a chance at the top three. Don't get your hopes up too high."
"Heh, if I had advanced, there would still be a glimmer of hope, but now there's no chance at all."
As for those who passed the elimination round, they were naturally full of joy, chatting and laughing among themselves.
However, when it came to tomorrow's Match, some people wore worried expressions. Among them were those who had relied on luck to advance. In the one-on-one Matches based on skill, they feared they would still be eliminated.
The sixty-four rounds of team battles took two days to conclude. During these two days, Ren Pingsheng spent half his time training and half watching the Matches. The intensity of the subsequent Matches was astonishing, and injuries became increasingly common.
Among the few familiar faces Ren Pingsheng knew, only Fei Hou and Kong Zhan advanced to the next round of the Match. Liu Wuyun, Wei Ziqi, and Chu Xiao were eliminated in the first round.
Even some experts at the sixth level of Qi Refinement were eliminated. Many people were overly proud and believed their strength was unmatched; as a result, they looked down on everyone else. Instead of staying quiet, they provoked enemies everywhere and ended up being attacked by groups. It left those watching outside speechless and helpless; these guys must have some issues with their heads.
In the courtyard, Ren Pingsheng practiced his swordplay continuously. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow; sometimes broken off, sometimes resuming; his Sword Technique now carried an indescribable charm.
Over these two days, he had watched hundreds of Sword Techniques and thousands of sword moves. He pondered many questions and solved some problems but also encountered even more questions. With no one to answer them, he chose to ignore them and instead incorporated his understandings into his own Sword Technique.
As a result, his Sword Technique now had an added charm and Artistic Conception. Looking at his Sword Technique now, it was not only smoother than before but also gradually broke free from its original constraints, becoming more carefree and spontaneous. Each strike seemed like a stroke of genius, elusive like a deer's antlers.
"Ah, I feel like my Sword Technique has made significant progress again. Using various Sword Techniques without any constraints feels truly wonderful," Ren Pingsheng murmured after taking a deep breath.
"However, I believe my Sword Technique's realm is not limited to this; there should still be gains in the upcoming Match. It's just a pity that there are still many areas I don't fully understand. Without a good teacher and relying solely on my own exploration is really not easy."
"Forget it, let's continue cultivating. My goals are not just what they are now. Being an Inner Sect Disciple and an Elite Disciple are only temporary goals. Even being a Warrior Strongman is just a slightly longer-term goal. My ultimate goal is to become an unparalleled powerhouse; I am still far from that!" Ren Pingsheng began to absorb Spiritual Energy, pushing towards the Seventh Meridian.
"Today's Match is a one-on-one elimination round. You all have randomly assigned number tags at your seats. Please check your numbers. The rules of the Match are simple: the one with number one will face the one with number six hundred forty, and so on. Is that clear?"
Seeing the six hundred forty advancing Outer Sect Disciples below nodding in acknowledgment, Elder Jiang smiled and continued, "Since that's the case, let's not delay any further; let the Match begin!"
Next to each Sword Testing Platform, there were two referees who would determine the final outcome of the Match.
On the ten Sword Testing Platforms, two people stepped onto each stage, all eyeing their opponents, contemplating how to defeat them and advance to the next round.
When the referees announced the start, disciples on all ten Sword Testing Platforms drew their swords and attacked their opponents. Some were evenly matched, resulting in fierce exchanges of offense and defense that were thrilling to watch. Others had too great a disparity in strength; after enduring one or two strikes, they helplessly admitted defeat.
The rounds of Matches continued; some lost while others won, bringing joy to some and sorrow to others.
"Look over there, that's Wu Yujin's Match! His strength is quite formidable; some say he has the strength of a Top Ten Outer Sect Disciple," an audience member exclaimed from afar.
They were all disciples who had been eliminated earlier or some Registered Disciples who were allowed to watch from the sidelines for motivation and to help them find their own targets to chase after.
"Yes, I've heard about him too. They say he ranks among the Top Ten Experts of Outer Sect Disciples; although it's just an unofficial ranking, its credibility is still quite high."
"Look at his opponent; they can't hold on any longer. As expected of a Top Ten Expert among Outer Sect Disciples, winning so easily. I fear this isn't even his full strength; it's truly terrifying!"
"Of course! These Top Ten Experts of Outer Sect are just a step away from Inner Sect Disciples; their strength cannot be underestimated. I believe the others are not far behind either; if things go poorly for the top three, they might emerge from among them."
"Heh heh, that's hard to say. Who knows if there are hidden masters among them? Until the last moment, no one can be sure. It would be interesting if a dark horse suddenly appeared."
Many Outer Sect Disciples were discussing among themselves, occasionally pointing at certain Sword Testing Platforms and talking about those who were strong among the Outer Sect Disciples.
"Next is number Seventy-Eight and five hundred sixty-three, please proceed to the Fifth Sword Testing Platform." An Elder shouted expressionlessly before sitting down, waiting for the two to take the stage.
"Is it my turn? Just in time to test the strength after comprehending the Sword Technique." Ren Pingsheng glanced at his number, his eyes flashing as he stood up. He happened to be number Seventy-Eight.
"Alright, since you have both taken the stage, the match will begin. I reiterate, no life-threatening injuries are allowed." The Elder at the referee's table slightly twitched his eyelids and issued a warning.
"Please!" Ren Pingsheng performed a sword salute, then took a deep breath, calmly looking at his opponent.
His opponent was an Outer Sect Disciple of similar age, but with a somewhat unruly expression and a contemptuous gaze directed at him.
"You’re really unfortunate to encounter me. Your path to advancement ends here. I advise you to admit defeat proactively; if you get hurt due to carelessness in this duel, don’t blame me." The Outer Sect Disciple said disdainfully.
"Heh, if you can actually hurt me, that would be your skill." Ren Pingsheng replied lightly.
"How arrogant! It seems you don’t know who I am. I am Shen Haidong, the first among the Top Ten Experts under the Outer Sect. This time, I will definitely be one of the Top Ten Experts of the Outer Sect."
"You talk too much. If you want me to give up, just draw your sword."
"Very well, since that's the case, I'll let you know the gap in our strengths." Shen Haidong's expression turned cold as he drew his sword and attacked with incredible speed. It was clear he was very displeased with Ren Pingsheng's attitude and was using all his strength.
"Good attack speed, but unfortunately still too slow." Ren Pingsheng smiled slightly, showing no signs of worry. Only when the sword was almost at his face did he suddenly draw his own sword. A flash of white light appeared as he deflected Shen Haidong's sword with one strike and then aimed directly for his throat with another.
Shen Haidong instinctively felt his hand tremble as he saw a Sword Light appear before him. Terrified, he retreated frantically. But no matter how he backed away, the Sword Light remained in front of him, dazzling his eyes.
"A master!" That was his first reaction. Suddenly, the Sword Light vanished right before him. Just as he was relieved and about to regroup for a counterattack, he felt his feet give way and fell directly outside the Sword Testing Platform.
"At the Fifth Sword Testing Platform, Ren Pingsheng wins." The Elder Judge stood up and announced with a smile. However, his gaze towards Ren Pingsheng was filled with curiosity, as if he wanted to see through him completely.
Ren Pingsheng thanked them and calmly stepped down from the stage, as if he had done something trivial. On the other side, Shen Haidong's face shifted between shades of blue and white, clearly agitated and looking quite angry.
However, thinking back to the words spoken on stage, he felt his face flush again. The gap in strength was indeed significant; although there were some careless elements involved, even if he had given it his all, the chances of winning were slim.
"This guy might really have the strength of a top ten Outer Sect Disciple. This will be interesting," Shen Haidong collected himself and returned to his seat.
"I didn't expect that Shen Haidong actually lost; his strength isn't much worse than the Top Ten Experts. This guy named Ren Pingsheng seems to be quite formidable." Many competitors who witnessed the situation on stage wore grim expressions, while others looked intrigued.
"It seems you passed the second round of the Match; congratulations," Fei Hou said with a gentle smile from a distance.
"With your strength, passing this round shouldn't be difficult. I just wonder how Kong Shixiong's luck is holding up," Ren Pingsheng remarked, glancing at Kong Zhan sitting far away.
"Hehe, for him, as long as he can battle more opponents, he's satisfied; winning or losing isn't that important."
"That's true. The upcoming rounds of Matches are likely to become increasingly intense."
"Yes, at that point, the chances of encountering Outer Sect Disciples and Top Ten Experts will increase significantly. Their strength is indeed impressive. I don't have much confidence," Fei Hou said with a slight frown, though a smile soon returned to his face.
"I've heard some rumors about them. But the truth can only be known through actual combat. There are many who have empty reputations," Ren Pingsheng replied lightly, unafraid.
"That's right; even if we encounter the Top Ten Experts, we can still fight them. Just give it our all; who can say what the outcome will be? Besides, as long as we can fight to our heart's content, it doesn't matter whether we win or lose. One day, I will make everyone look up to me," Fei Hou said with a radiant expression and an imposing aura.
"Indeed, what we strive for is not just for a moment but for a lifetime. A temporary defeat means nothing; as long as we don't give up, one day we will surpass everyone and stand at the pinnacle of this world."
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