Chapter Eighty-One: Hegemony of the Universe

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  The faces of Mantian, Chi Long and others below the arena turned pale. The battle between the two had brought up a sense of defeat in their hearts, and even Mantian felt this way! The strength of these two was too powerful, almost enough to suppress any warrior under the Blood Emperor! Whether it was Xiaoshan or Zhan Xiong! If these two were to grow, their future achievements would surely be extraordinary.

  Xiao Shan, who had fallen to the ground, was in a coma. His abdomen was already bloody and mangled. Zhan Xiong, despite having the dragon-snake to resist, was no match for Xiao Shan's "Nu Shan Yin" technique, which directly crushed his dragon-snake, injuring its source of blood and causing it to fall to the ground unconscious.

  "How can this be distinguished as a ranking? Is it that the war hero who fell on the ring won? Isn't this unfair to Koyama?"

  "Both are wounded... but there's only one spot." Many disciples were puzzled as to how the two would compete for ranking, when suddenly, two of Ming Danfeng's disciples stepped forward and carried Zhan Xiong and Xiao Shan down from the stage.

  "Third and fourth places, get ready!" Kuang Lie stood up, his eyes scanning the fourteen people of Man Tian, Lang Lang said.

  When the two figures stood up and walked onto the stage, the murmurs of the many disciples behind them shifted from Xiaoyue Shan and Zhan Xiong to these two people.

  "Although Yuanzheng Shixiong got third place, he was facing Lifestealer, a once-famous player known for his aggressive playstyle, and his chances of winning were not high."

  "This tyrant was extremely warlike in the past! When he first became a disciple of Lixue, he almost challenged every single elite disciple. A year later, he severely injured nearly thirty Lixue disciples, and under the blood oath, no one could suppress him. Finally, the high-level authorities of Lixue punished him to face the wall for a year. However, in the half-year after he came out of seclusion, there was no news of his battles, and his sharp aura from before was gone. Nevertheless, who knows what level of strength this tyrant has reached? Even if he hasn't entered the Blood Oath realm, he is probably at least a half-step Blood Oath strong."

  "One year of facing the wall has actually washed away the edges and corners on Ba Yu's body. If it were two years ago, after leaving the wall, he would have crushed all the other disciples with his strength, but he didn't! It wasn't until this competition that he gradually revealed himself, if not for him relying on his powerful strength to become third in the fourth round, no one would have recognized that this was actually the former Ba Yu who had the reputation of being a madman."

  "If the Ba Yu of that year was a sharp sword out of its scabbard, with its edge exposed, then today's Ba Yu has added a layer of wisdom and depth that is unfathomable. Who knows what he experienced in his reclusive years, to have caused such a great change in him."

  When everyone was discussing, Man Tian's gaze fell on Ba Yu. When he saw his red hair, Man Tian was slightly stunned. He suddenly realized that Ba Yu's appearance revealed a hint of familiarity. After careful recollection, he surprisingly discovered that Ba Yu was the same mysterious red-haired man who had been standing under the wall! Due to the large number of disciples being tested previously, Man Tian hadn't paid close attention to each one, and it wasn't until now, while observing from the sidelines, that he recognized Ba Yu.

  At this time, Ba Yu was wearing the same coarse linen robe as he did when he was facing the wall, but at this time, Ba Yu no longer had the eternal and ancient mountain-like feeling of before, instead, he had an additional air of simplicity and authenticity!

  His gaze shifted to Yuanzheng, the first person to pass the second round of assessment. If he hadn't seen Yuanzheng's competitive match, Mo Tian might not have given him a second glance. At first glance, Yuanzheng didn't seem extraordinary, but Mo Tian was well aware of the powerful explosive force contained in Yuanzheng's double fists!

  One is unfathomably deep, one possesses boundless explosive power, this time's contention has made even the Barbarian Heaven somewhat expectant.

  Perhaps, both of them sensed each other's strength. The two stood on the stage without moving, after reporting their names, they slowly approached each other, neither of whom launched an attack first, and were looking for weaknesses in each other.

  At this time, a slight flaw may lead to an irreparable situation, and previously the war hero was unable to counterattack because of a flaw in Xiao Shan's attack.

  When Ba Yu stepped out with his right foot again, Yuan Zheng's body moved swiftly as soon as his left foot landed, and his right fist tore through the air, carrying a bronze glow towards Ba Yu!

  Ba Yu's body slightly paused as he lifted his right foot, but he didn't withdraw it due to Yuan Zheng's attack. His right foot landed on the ground, and his body slightly turned sideways, with his eyes fixed intently on Yuan Zheng who was charging towards him.

  "Not good!!" Yuan was just about to turn his body sideways, and in that instant, he shouted "not good" in his heart. He almost had the urge to withdraw his attack, but this simple stance of Ba Yu made Yuan feel like he couldn't be defeated!! However, since they were already close enough to touch, he didn't have any room for maneuvering, so he could only attack towards Ba Yu's chest. But, Ba Yu's left hand was clenched into a fist, gathering energy and waiting to strike.

  His body leaned sideways, and his eyes flashed. His left hand slapped towards Yuan Zheng's abdomen fiercely, while his right hand reached out, attempting to grab Yuan Zheng's incoming right fist.

  "Bang! Bang!" In an instant, two loud crashing sounds exploded, and Yuanzheng only felt a numbness in his abdomen. Without giving Yuanzheng time to react, he felt his right arm being grabbed by an iron claw, and a powerful pulling force burst forth from his right arm, almost causing him to fly backwards. In this instant, Ba Yu's body turned sideways, and the dragon-shaped great slash fiercely struck Yuanzheng's chest.

  "Boom!" The loud noise exploded, shocking the heavens and earth. Yuan Zheng's clothes were instantly torn to shreds, revealing his silver-white armor. His body flew backward to the edge of the stage before he forcibly stabilized himself, with fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. His gaze was heavy as he stared at Bao Yu.

  At the initial exchange, Yuan Zheng's confidence was shaken! This Ba Yu was too mysterious, as if he had entered that legendary realm of being immovable like a mountain, responding to all changes with stillness.

  Below, the barbaric sky had its pores standing on end. Although he hadn't clashed with Ba Yu, he had somehow turned Yuan Zheng into his own fake self, making it impossible for the barbaric sky to believe that he didn't have any method to counterattack or resist Ba Yu's attacks. His movements seemed to block off all possible retreats, leaving only one option: attack. But once he attacked, he fell right into Ba Yu's hands.

  This is a terrible person, his fighting skills have reached the level of a pure fire furnace.

  On the stone steps.

  "Brother Luo, if it weren't for this trip to Xiaoguzong to invite you back to the sect, I'm afraid we wouldn't have seen such outstanding young talents! These few are quite good, and if they really choose eight from among them, it would be a difficult decision for me!" The elderly Qin sighed, he was an awakened strongman, and in the instant when Ba Yu and Yuan Zheng took action, he had already understood everything clearly. He even knew that Ba Yu was slightly stronger than Yuan Zheng, and it was precisely this realization that made him feel regretful.

  "The eight quotas are just an incentive for the disciples to compete, if you want to increase the quotas, it's all up to you!" Luo Lao said calmly, hesitating for a moment, he added: "However, if they miss out on them, perhaps it will be their loss, but it will also necessarily be the ancient sect's loss."

  Mr. Qin looked at Old Luo with a glance, and he understood the meaning behind his words. To put it bluntly, Old Luo also valued Yuan Zheng and Ba Yu, otherwise, there would be no need to add that sentence afterwards.

  Calming his emotions, Yuan Zheng took a deep breath and glanced at the silver-white battle armor. His eyes suddenly narrowed as he discovered that on the chest area of the armor, there was a crack finer than a strand of hair. This made him inhale a cold breath! His gaze towards Bao Yu was also filled with apprehension, but for the sake of competing for one of the spots, Yuan Zheng would put everything aside.

  He clenched his fists, and a bronze glow burst forth from his silver-white armor. A massive figure gradually emerged in the scattered bronze light of Yuan Zheng.

  This figure is precisely Yuan Zheng's Bloodline Avatar.

  But this figure was a person!

  A majestic figure!