Urban God-level Youth

Chapter 988: Chapter 988: Red Phoenix Leading by a Silken Thread

The next morning.

Qin Hao opened his eyes and looked at Xian Yin in his arms, feeling a myriad of emotions: “Why don’t you open your eyes even though you’re awake?”

Xian Yin heard his voice and slowly opened her eyes, her pretty face quickly turning crimson: “Young Master.”

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It was around seven o’clock when the two finally left the room. Ling’er was already up, sitting in the living room on the first floor. Seeing them come down, she giggled cheekily.

Upon hearing her laughter, Xian Yin’s cheeks turned red, and she glared at her fiercely.

Qin Hao spoke sternly, “Little girl, what are you laughing at? Clever but mischievous.”

Ling’er playfully stuck out her tongue, “Master has a competition today, you and Xian Yin sister better be careful.”

“You mischievous girl, you dare to tease me, see how I don’t hit you.” Xian Yin couldn’t help but walk over, and although she said that, her heart was sweet.

After breakfast, the three left the courtyard; Gao Yuan, Gao Linglong, Dong Mengqi, and others were waiting for them.

Some of those eliminated yesterday didn’t come, while others did. Those who didn’t come probably felt embarrassed, while those who came wanted to see who would make it to the top five.

“Everyone’s here, let’s head out.” Gao Yuan said upon seeing Qin Hao and the others.

Today’s matches are fewer than yesterday’s, so the competition starts at eight-thirty. However, the competitors advancing are quite strong, and if they meet each other, the battle is likely to be intense and could last longer.

The arena was no less crowded than yesterday because these matches become more exciting as they progress.

Yesterday’s hundreds of matches gave many people a visual feast, but what shocked them most was the performance of Qin Hao and Xian Yin.

Two Early Stage Grandmaster Realm cultivators easily defeated Late Stage Grandmaster Realm cultivators, which was a bit terrifying. Defeating opponents across realms is rare in the dynasty.

Additionally, there was Wu Yutong, the daughter of Marquis Shenwu, who performed outstandingly, defeating her opponent in a few rounds.

At eight-thirty in the morning, the matches started on time.

Fan Zhenzhe was up in the first round. He was also at the Late Stage Grandmaster Realm and had considerable strength. His opponent was at the same realm, making it a fierce battle.

Once the judges announced the start, both displayed divine skills against each other, with palm imprints, fist imprints, and sword gleams constantly striking on the battleground.

Both showcased their signature divine skills, neither willing to be eliminated at this stage; everyone wants to study at the Southern Continent Heavenly Earth Academy, where entry equals transforming like a carp leaping through the dragon gate, turning life around.

Qin Hao glanced at some other arenas, where battles were equally fierce and intense. Everyone was making full use of their abilities, with various divine skills and swordsmanship dazzling the spectators.

After hundreds of rounds against his opponent, Fan Zhenzhe broke into a sweat; both had expended significant energy but remained evenly matched despite the lengthy battle.

He furrowed his brow, contemplating how to win.

“Kill.”

At that moment, his opponent charged again, with movements imbued with abundant spiritual energy. The brilliant palm imprint struck like a mountain.

Fan Zhenzhe felt the power of the palm imprint, his expression slightly darkening. To have such strength, he hastily raised his sword to block.

The sword gleam soared to clash with the palm imprint.

Fan Zhenzhe’s sword gleam shattered, the remaining force of the palm imprint struck him, causing him to cough blood and stagger back.

His opponent seized the chance, advancing to take him down while he was weakened.

Just as the opponent was about to reach Fan Zhenzhe, a square box appeared in Fan’s hand, from which three streams of light shot out at lightning speed.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.”

Caught off guard, the opponent was hit by the hidden weapons, making his body stagger, falling to the ground with an unsatisfied expression.

Fan Zhenzhe won, but many scorned such tactics, drawing disapproving sounds from various areas of the audience.

He returned, and Gao Yuan offered encouragement: “Keep up the good work.”

About sixty people were eliminated by noon, leaving Fan Zhenzhe among the remaining from Yuxing County; others have yet to compete.

No break for lunch as the matches continued, with Dong Mengqi first from Yuxing County to enter.

Her opponent was also at the Late Stage Grandmaster Realm, but fell short in cultivation technique and divine skills, leading to Dong Mengqi’s victory.

Soon it was Gao Linglong’s turn; her abilities had nearly reached the Peak of Late Stage Grandmaster Realm, proving extremely formidable. Her cultivation technique and divine skills surpassed others, winning her match with ease, defeating her opponent in dozens of rounds.

Next was Xian Yin. Her presence immediately drew numerous gazes, not just because of her beauty, but also her strength and charisma.

Her previous opponent was a Late Stage Grandmaster Realm cultivator, and this time the opponent was the same. By now, few Mid-stage Grandmaster Realm contestants remained, with Qin Hao and her being exceptions.

Xian Yin’s opponent looked solemn. Once the judges announced the start, he wielded a curved blade and swung it, emitting fierce blade gleams capable of splitting mountains and rocks.

His swordsmanship centered on a relentless momentum, wielding powerful and domineering force.

Xian Yin didn’t want to waste time. Using the Seven Apertures Exquisite Steps, her figure flickered incessantly on the battleground, leaving afterimages, with none of the blade gleams striking her.

A few seconds later, numerous palm imprints appeared surrounding the opponent, exuding powerful momentum and brilliant radiance.

He hastily swung the curved blade again, barely a second passed before dozens of blade gleams encircled him, confronting Xian Yin’s Red Bird Linking Silk Hand.

“Bang, bang, bang.”

Blade gleams collided with palm imprints, causing dazzling flashes on the battleground as several invisible energy waves rippled.

The opponent staggered back consecutively, when a grand, radiant palm imprint struck, transforming into a Red Bird Immortal Beast midway, its cry echoing through the battleground.

The crowd on the audience seats watched in shock: “What divine skill is that? Such powerful momentum.”

“Is this the legendary Red Bird Immortal Beast?”

“Is she using a top-tier divine skill? Otherwise, how could it create such phenomena?”

Even those wary elders on the judges’ seats were stirred, watching the Red Bird Immortal Beast manifested by the palm imprint.

Xian Yin’s opponent’s expression shifted, “Damn it, she’s merely Early Stage Grandmaster Realm, how can she be this strong? Is she actually a Heavenly Human Realm expert?”

“I concede,” he quickly declared.

The judge of the arena promptly intervened, releasing a fist imprint to hit the palm imprint sent by Xian Yin.

“Boom.”

The fist imprint and palm imprint collided, neutralizing each other, forcing the judge to retreat two steps.