In the meantime, Ding Hao’s body suddenly madly spiraled in the air.
Like a huge drill, the rusted sword instantly burst into tremendous force. It got rid of Li Muyun’s fingers and continued to invade his forehead lightning fast.
The terrible icing air had already permeated Li Muyun’s face.
The listed disciples under the ring all exclaimed. The disciples of Central Academy of white shirts were shocked, while the disciples of Eastern Academy of green shirts were excited—because if it went like this, Li Muyun would have to move his feet.
In this way, he would lose.
Ding Hao’s three moves were smooth and carefully laid out. He had gone to extremes to fully exert his own strength, which was really terrifying.
On the face of Li Muyun, at this moment, there was also a hint of surprise.
He seemed to be surprised that Ding Hao’s rusted sword was able to break free from his fingers.
He thought he had seen Ding Hao through, whose real strength was only at the peak of the two-apertured Martial Disciple Realm. His Qi could at most rotate 20 rotations per second, but at the moment just now, the Qi broke out from Ding Hao’s rusted sword had exceeded 21 turns per second, falling into three-apertured Martial Disciple Realm.
Of course, for Li Muyun, he was simply surprised.
The next moment, he withdrew his two fingers at lighting speed. He just gently flexed them, and then they hit right on the tip of Ding Hao’s sword.
Clang!
It was like a terribly loud noise of two huge hammers crashing against each other.
The sound wave seemed tangible at that moment. It madly scattered in all directions from the center of the ring.
Ding Hao only felt a huge tremble in his palm, as if he was holding a mass of magma. He could no longer hold the rusted sword anymore, and let it flew to the sky.
He was also feeling numb in half of his body after Li Muyun’s attack. He was sent flying seven or eight meters away before he managed to get back on his feet.
…
Under the stage, the unstoppable exclamation was like a volcanic eruption that had been brewing for thousands of years.
Some people couldn’t help but jump up. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a turn of the situation. When Ding Hao was less than a millimeter away from victory, Li Muyun showed such a strong strength and instantly turned the table.
Powerful!
Terrifying!
Was this the true strength of the head genius of Honorable Alliance of Seven from Central Academy of white shirts?
Even Ding Hao, who had created miracles again and again and had devised such delicate three strokes, found it hard to force him to move one step.
Among the crowd, Li Canyang, Xiao Chengxuan, Zhang Fan, Wang Xiaoqi, Li Lan, and all the Eastern Academy of green shirts disciples could not help but exclaim. It was such a pity. Though Ding Hao was that close to success, he failed to hold it.
Even the proud little swan, Li Yiruo, exclaimed at this moment.
Anyone could hear the deep regret and unwillingness in the girl, who was popular in the five academies. Even Li Canyang peeked at his cousin in shock because he thought his cousin really hated Ding Hao.
The periphery of the crowd.
A girl with beautiful eyes had been watching this game. Now, she had to shake her head too and slightly sighed.
“Such a shame, maybe you will have the opportunity to challenge Li Muyun in the future. As for now, you’ve started late and is much weaker than him. You can make up the huge difference in terms of realm and strength by moves and calculations.”
On the viewing platform.
Yin Yifei and Lu Qi burst into laughter proudly.
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The better and more powerful Li Muyun’s performance was, the more likely he would block Ding Hao’s road to victory. They would not only win the gambling between Cheng Fei and them, but also got 250 grams Taiyi Stardust. Moreover, they could make the proud Leng Yixuan admit defeat, which was a real fun thing in their lives.
Cheng Fei was a bit restless indeed.
“My goodness, what are you doing? Why don’t you use Sword Intent? Have you already learned the basic form of the Sword Intent before? Why can’t you even force Li Muyun to take one step back?”
On the other hand, void of any expression, Leng Yixuan looked quite calm the entire time.
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On the stage.
Ding Hao’s figure flashed and he received the rusted sword that had fallen from the air.
His face was dignified.
The strength of Li Muyun had simply surpassed his strongest attack power.
The three moves just now were indeed the most powerful attack power Ding Hao could do at the moment, but they still could not even force Li Muyun to take one step back.
Ding Hao’s shortcomings in martial arts were once again exposed—his foundation was not deep, without a magic skill that matched his own Qi as the seeded fighters did.
Although there were no barriers in practice for his Saintly Being of Saber and Sword, the congenital restrictions on his body were indeed strict, which made it difficult for him to break through in a battle. Otherwise, he could try and saw if he could burst out unprecedented power!
Would he admit defeat today?
“Little Chap Ding, you seem to be in trouble!” The annoying voice of the Sword Master came from his mind.
“The stupid kid opposite us is nothing for me, but for you, it is almost impossible to defeat him now.” The words of Saber Master almost announced Ding Hao’s death sentence.
“It’s better to admit defeat. It’s not a shame to admit defeat at this time. after all.” The Sword Master’s voice was still annoying.
“Exactly, after the Saintly Being is fully completed, we can fight him again!” The sound of the Saber Master rang as well. It also followed to tease Ding Hao.
“You two, enough of the smart words. Can you give me some useful suggestions?” Ding Hao found them annoying, yet amusing at the same time. Then, he started to slowly run his magic skills to get rid of the numbness in his right arm and body, while asking in his mind, “For example, can you give me some powerful swordsmanship or magic skills? I really need to get rid of my rival right now.”
“I’m afraid I can’t. I might know one or two powerful magic skills, but with your current Qi realm, you can’t really release them at all.” Sword Master seemed to be shaking his head in despise.
“And, the skills that we know are not the most suitable for your Saintly Being of Saber and Sword cultivation.” The words of Saber Masters completely extinguished Ding Hao’s hope.
“However, we did prepare a super gift for you, but unfortunately you can’t go there now.” Sword Master was always very annoying. He would always disappoint Ding Hao first, and threw a small bait, and then disappointed him again.
What could be called a super gift by this great ancestor was bound to be an eye-popping and jaw-dropping thing.
Unfortunately, faraway water could not put out a nearby fire.
“Off topic. Little Chap Ding, it seems that all you can do now is admit defeat.” Saber Master once again reminded Ding Hao of his current position.
Admit defeat?
Ding Hao held the hilt, not ready to surrender yet.
He really hated to lose!
It seemed that he had never accepted defeat in front of any strong enemy.
No, this was his first time, and he would not lose!
He would definitely, absolutely, in no way, accept defeat even if he had to lose his life!
In Ding Hao’s eyes, raging fighting spirit was reignited. His dignified face suddenly disappeared at this moment!
Opposite, Li Muyun apparently noticed Ding Hao’s expression change and shook his head slightly. “What? Still not admit defeat? Ding Hao, I have given you a chance. If you continue, then today, you will suffer an unforgettable defeat… in your entire life!”