Chapter Thirty-Eight: Pre-ignition, The Main Event is About to Begin

  Everyone was shocked, only to find out that the unremarkable slash of Dahe Yijian was actually incredibly fast, and Qingcheng Daochang's most outstanding disciple of this generation couldn't even draw his sword before losing.

  "How can there be such a big gap?"

  "That Na Sang is so deceitful, using words to disturb Yu Qingfeng. Otherwise, even if he lost, it wouldn't be a loss that's so embarrassing."

  "Losing is losing, but it's not like we can't try again. Alas, what a pity, are we just going to let this demon lord swagger around here?"

  Everyone sighed and was indignant, but when it came to speaking out against Dahe, no one had the courage.

  "Yu Jun, since the outcome is already decided, please hand over the Seed Disciple's token to me." Da He Yizhao slowly spoke up, without being overly arrogant. Although he was proud, he wasn't stupid and knew that on human territory, winning was enough; if he dared to provoke further, he might not have the chance to return alive to the Sang Realm.

  Yu Qingfeng's face turned iron-green, and after a long time, he let out a sigh and threw the Seed Disciple token to Dahu Yijian.

  "Thank you." The Big River One Knife saw it was good and stopped, picked up the token and prepared to leave.

  "What a peerless figure, only to make one move. The Great River One Slash, how many more moves can you make in front of me?" A voice suddenly sounded, silently and quietly appearing in front of the Great River One Slash, standing with hands behind his back, face as beautiful as jade, handsome beyond compare, causing many female onlookers' hearts to beat faster.

  "He's so handsome! Who is he? Is this going to challenge that San Gui?"

  "Where did this guy come from? And he's so handsome too. Forget it, not a silver-tongued gunner, with such a big mouth, and yet lost in two or three rounds."

  "I think I've seen him before."

  Someone stood up and challenged the Great River with one knife, and the crowd below was in an uproar, excited.

  "Who are you?" Dahe's face turned solemn, this person was able to appear silently in front of him, not to be underestimated.

  "If you can draw your sword, I'll tell you my name." The handsome young man spoke lightly and suddenly sneered with a smile, "But what if you can't even pull out your sword, how are you worthy of knowing my name?"

  "Eight trigrams!" The Big River suddenly cursed in the San language, with the same move, the knife in his hand came out of its sheath faster than his words.

  "I told you, it won't come out." The handsome young man's words still lingered in the air, but his figure was elusive and unclear. With a stretch of his hand, he pressed the San knife that had been pulled halfway out of its scabbard back into place with a clang.

  This move immediately made Dahai's heart turn cold, and he couldn't believe that there was a peer in this world who could be so fast that he couldn't even pull out his knife.

  "This is impossible!" Dahe Yidao let out a loud roar, his feet continuously kicking out as he used the Sanggui tribe's secret escape technique. In an instant, dozens of Dahe Yidao appeared, running and drawing their knives.

  "The technique of splitting into three thousand shadows, which you bunch of demons can only manage to split into a few dozen, is truly embarrassing for the human realm." The handsome young man sneered, and with a single step, instantly split into three thousand shadows. Three thousand shadowy figures surrounded the Shadow Splitting River Knife's shadow, covering the sky with one hand, no matter how the Shadow Splitting River Knife howled or roared, it still couldn't even pull out its knife.

  "Still refusing to admit defeat? San Gui's face is really thick."

  The handsome young man frowned and sneered.

  "Shut up and admit defeat! You can't even pull out your sword, what are you fighting for?"

  "It's just like that. It's really shameless. With such an obvious gap, you still have the nerve to continue playing."

  "Get out of here! Get out!"

  The onlookers cheered and shouted, seeing Dahu River being defeated with a single knife, feeling extremely delighted.

  The great river, Taikoubou, unleashed all his skills without holding back, and in the end, he gritted his teeth and brought out the divine technique he had secretly learned, "Sang Shen, in your name, grant me reality."

  In the midst of low and solemn prayers, Lin Huang's eyes lit up, he looked up at the sky, a ripple that others could not detect stirred in the void, and then landed on Dahe Yijian.

  "What's going on with the divine technique?" Lin Huang seemed to be thinking deeply, but unfortunately, the fluctuation flashed by in an instant, and he couldn't figure out what was happening either. He lowered his head and continued to watch the battle.

  In an instant, the mighty river's slash, imbued with divine technique, split into dozens of shadowy clones that suddenly became real, just like his true form, greatly increasing in power. With a loud roar, he shattered the 3,000 illusions of the handsome young man, let out a fierce laugh, and simultaneously drew his sword.

  "This is getting interesting." The handsome young man chuckled, suddenly took a deep breath, and the shattered three thousand shadows were immediately absorbed into his body. With a wave of his hand, it was three thousand palms, each palm faster than the last, all pressed onto the body of every single shadow of Dahu Yizhao. The force was neither light nor heavy, but dozens of Dahu Yizhaos stumbled backward, finally recombining into one person. With a loud "Ah", he spat out a mouthful of blood, and from start to finish, he couldn't pull out the Sang knife in his hand.

  "I lost." The Great River One Knife's expression was bitter, he couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at the handsome young man, and bowed heavily, "Please, you must tell me your name, I beg of you."

  "How can you still want to find someone to take revenge?"

  "San Gui is just shameless. Handsome guy, don't tell him."

  "No, don't tell him."

  Everyone's ridicule, Dahai Yidao listened without frowning, only looking at the handsome young man.

  "I said, if you can't even draw your sword, then you don't deserve to know my name." The handsome young man said coldly, without batting an eyelid.

  "Ah, I remember now. He's Kaiyō Fūjin! I saw him in my first preliminary match."

  Suddenly someone shouted loudly, and it turned out that they had recognized the origin of the handsome young man.

  The man also realized his mistake, and indeed the Great River said solemnly: "Feng Hai Jun, today's gift, I will remember it in my heart. If there is a breakthrough tomorrow, come find me for another battle."

  Feng Hai didn't mind, stretched out his hand and grabbed the token that originally belonged to Yu Qingfeng, without even looking at Da Hei's knife, he turned around and was about to leave.

  "What's with the Sea God Body?" Lin Huang stood among the crowd, watching the two battles unfold before his eyes. Yu Qingfeng and Dahe's one-on-one fight couldn't capture his attention, but Feng Hai had piqued his interest instead.

  "It should be the Wind God Body." Lin Huang said faintly, and with one sentence, Feng Hai stopped in his tracks.

  "Which friend?"

  Able to see through his own origin, Feng Hai also became interested, his eyes moved, locked onto Lin Huang, and then his expression suddenly turned heavy, shocked in his heart, because in his perception, Lin Huang was a non-existent person.

  "How is this possible?" Feng Hai was shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to believe it. He could see Lin Huang but couldn't feel him. This kind of sensory illusion made it difficult for him to remain calm.

  Realizing that another strong person has appeared, everyone hurriedly made way, seeing Lin Huang, they were all shocked, with only one thought in their minds, this was a person who shouldn't exist.

  Because they can see but cannot feel.

  Lin Arrogant slowly raised his hand, looking at Feng Hai, "You are a natural Wind God Body, great. I have a fist that comprehends the wind way. Your innate Wind God Body is just right for me to enlighten."

  After finishing speaking, Lin Huang shook hands and clenched his fists.

  This fist is called Wind, when it's thrown out, it's like a gust of wind.

  This wind rises from the earth and enters every pore.

  Woooo, like a divine howl, everyone got goosebumps, feeling the sky, earth, everywhere, wind drilling into the body, drilling into blood vessels, bone marrow, no hole unentered, unstoppable.

  With just one punch, Feng Hai's face changed greatly, he couldn't believe it, his whole body was instantly blown up, but there was no blood splashing, only the wind blowing by, and he disappeared instantly on the spot.

  Lin Huang's face was expressionless as he slowly withdrew his hand, a single drop of greenish blood in the center of his palm. It jumped and spun, moving on its own without any wind, carrying with it the truth of the wind.

  "Great Divine Body. Who are you?! Don't be complacent, in the real match, we'll see who's superior." Feng Hai's voice came from afar, his tone was very arrogant, but everyone could hear the shock in his heart.

  Lin Huang didn't care about Feng Hai's words, he only wanted the true meaning of the Wind God Body inscribed in a drop of true blood, otherwise, even if Feng Hai really turned into wind, he couldn't escape his palm. In front of him, as long as the killing intent rose, ten Feng Hais would have to die.

  One palm destroyed the true blood left by Feng Hai, Lin Huang's face was expressionless, and with one step, he had already returned to his residence. Today, I went out for a spin and gained something, which is not bad.

  With this faint sense of satisfaction, Lin Huang ended his last day of preliminary matches.

  Out of the 300 million participants who arrived today, only 3,000 remain. Adding the 200 seeded players, there are now 3,200 people left. Among them, more than a hundred geniuses from various fields have also rushed over.

  So in the final stage, it not only attracted the attention of the human world. The Ten Thousand Realms are all paying attention, to see who can emerge and become the champion of this first-ever true Ten Thousand Realms' Genius Battle Royale in history.

  That person will sweep across this generation, looking down on heroes, and become the most dazzling genius of this generation.