"Take my stroke!"
"Shocking Flaming Cloud Cut!"
Huo Ling sprung up hundreds of meters high. With his Genuine Vitality circling around and his growing war saber radiance, he brought his saber down viciously.
The air was shattered, and the void was blazed by the heated saber radiance, even the sun looked dim under the dazzling radiance as if the war saber was the only thing left in the whole universe.
This stroke, stretching!
This stroke, unstoppable!
This stroke, domineering!
All eyes were on the saber. A powerful stroke like this might kill the ninth princess!
The saber radiance had almost flashed into her face.
However, there was no panic in her eyes, only a little bit of seriousness.
"Teal Lotus Shield!"
Yelling in a girlish voice, the ninth princess kept waving out pure white petals around her.
In the blink of an eye, countless petals had enveloped her like a celestial character in a painting, a white lotus ready to burst.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The saber radiance blew on the petals. After having shattered a dozen of petals, the saber radiance could not move further and vanished.
The crowd was astounded by the woman's strength!
"What is this martial arts technique, its defense is so strong!"
"It's beautiful! The martial arts is both powerful and good-looking!"
"This woman deserves a Rank 1 Golden Class Martial talent!"
This blow of Huo Ling was powerful enough to kill a Lv 7 True Spirit Realm martial artist easily. No wonder the crowd was shocked.
The point was, she took it in an easy stance!
Ao Wushuang, Wu Sheng, Hong Qingtian, Mo Yue, Han Qianze and the other top 10 talents were also surprised, and looked a little stressed.
"The petals have such a strong defense!" Huo Ling frowned a little bit and looked sullen.
"You can't break my defense!" The ninth princess spat. Her voice was soft and sweet, suggesting that she was young.
"Really?" Huo Ling said no more, and his aura boomed up again, along with his saber will, shattering the air around him.
"Here comes 10 more strikes!" Huo Ling roared and looked as imposing as a god. He brought his long saber down with mad abandon. The flaming saber radiance seemed ready to wreak havoc and devastate everything.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the whole fighting ring turned into a sea of fire, being covered by fiery saber radiance.
The ninth princess, being shrouded by petals again, blocked in full strength. New petals grew out as the others were smashed.
After a while, with floating petals and dimming saber radiance, the fighting ring went back to silence.
The ninth princess remained intact.
"What?" Huo Ling and the others in the arena were stupified. Except for those from the imperial family of the Great Hong Empire, on the contrary, they had beaming faces.
The combat strength she just had demonstrated was no worse than Huo Ling's.
"It's my turn now!" Again in a girlish voice, she thrust toward Huo Ling with eight pieces of petals covering her.
"Blooming Field of Flowers!"
She raised her slender white hands, and numerous petals spurted out from her palms and turned sharply, shooting at Huo Ling.
The immense sea of petals sliced the air into pieces.
"Vanish!"
Huo Ling snarled, cutting viciously, wielding waves of flames with saber radiance. The petals were broken piece after piece.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Soon they had traded over 300 moves. Huo Ling kept attacking without defense, and furious attacks were all he had, while the ninth princess was even stronger under the unbreakable defense of petals, and stayed intact all along.
The arena was silent, even the battles on the other four fighting rings paused!
"Huo Ling is about to lose!" Su Mo shook his head and said to Honglian.
"Is it? How can you tell?" Honglian was surprised and looked at Su Mo in confusion.
Su Mo nodded and said, "Huo Ling attacked too viciously, and had consumed a lot of Genuine Vitality, which is insufficient now!"
Su Mo's perceptivity was extremely strong. He could feel clearly that the Qi of Huo Ling is weakening.
"Humph! Don't bullshit if you know nothing!"
Su Mo turned around and saw Luo Ning, who ranked 41th on the List of Top 100 Talents.
Su Mo ignored him because soon Huo Ling would fall.
Just as he expected, after trading several tens of moves again, Huo Ling fell into a disadvantage.
He had less than half of his Genuine Vitality left.
On the fighting ring, he looked terrible. Obviously, he had not expected such a powerful new talent before his duel with Ao Wushuang.
"Flaming Cloud Filling the Sky!"
Huo Ling madly snarled and swung his saber, flaming the whole fighting ring. Along with the saber radiance, he bore down on the ninth princess.
However, she was already in her splendid petal cover and seemed invincible.
"Ethereal Flower Cut!"
In her sweet voice, she cast out a piece of 10-meters-wide petal moving at a lightning speed which sliced through the void.
Huo Ling tried his best, yet failed due to insufficient Genuine Vitality. The petal sent him flying backward by thousands of meters, and he fell outside the fighting ring.
"Oh my god! Huo Ling is defeated!"
"The one who's about to challenge Ao Wushuang is defeated!"
"So strong. She's undefeatable before breaking off her defense!"
The crowd burst into an uproar. Nobody had expected this, and the elders from Firecloud Mountain stared agape.
Huo Ling, the No. 4 on the List of Top 100 Talents, who only the No. 1 Ao Wushuang and the No. 3 Wu Sheng had a slight advantage over.
As for the No. 2 talent, who was over 25 years old, he was not qualified for the contest.
Now, the mighty Huo Ling was defeated by the ninth princess who had never been heard of!
How could people stay calm about this!
Hong Qingtian smiled and kept nodding. He knew that his younger sister would beat Huo Ling.
Growl!
The Dragon Luck on Huo Ling was about 270 meters high, which was now swallowed 100 meters by her Dragon Luck.
In an instant, her Dragon Luck boomed up 120 meters, dazzling in a golden aura.
Golden light meant that her Dragon Luck was in the top 100 among present talents, that she was currently a member of the List of Top 100 Talents.
Furthermore, her Dragon Luck was big enough to rank in the top 20s.
The western area of the arena.
Su Mo's mouth curled with a smile and he turned his head to look at Luo Ning.
Luo Ning was still in shock. Seeing Su Mo's eyes, he flushed.
"You got lucky!" Luo Ning pretended to be chill.
"Lucky?" Su Mo shook his head and smiled.
At that moment, the 100 Talent Contest tokens on both Su Mo and Luo Ning quivered.
The two looked at each other, and the piercing light from their eyes contacted.
It was their turn now, and it was their duel.