Xianxia: I Can Download Full-Rank Capabilities

Chapter 80

Jiang Wang was stunned. This is a really confident answer.

From the tone of his voice, it seemed that even Huang Qi was just a small goal.

Could it be that the goal is to be in the top five?

Or three big ones?

However, the Yuelun Sect had been defeated, and Jiang Wang's older brother, Jiang Yun, had also been defeated. There were fewer and fewer disciples from the outside world now.

"You can do it!"

Jiang Wang had thought about it carefully. He had already gained a lot by coming here, so there was no need to worry about that.

"okay."

Victor casually agreed. For him, the competition had just begun.

Huang Qi had hinted that the strength of the seven personal disciples was unlimited, and there was a huge gap between them. Huang Qi even admitted that some of them were superior to him.

..

Three days later.

The sun had not yet risen, and the sky had just started to clear. Many people had already gathered in the square in front of the Heavenly Sword Mountain.

Peak masters of the various peaks of the Heavenly Sword Mountain, teachers of the ten great cultivation families, sect masters or elders of external sects, and many disciples.

"This year's grand competition standard should be the highest compared to the last three years!"

"of course. Didn't you see that even the Green Dragon Mountain sent messengers?”

“I heard that the people from Green Dragon Mountain came here for a special purpose. They did not come specifically to watch our grand competition.”.

“I don't know about that. By the way, how is your Illusory Sword Peak ranked?”

“Eh... it's okay.”

..

The sun finally rose slowly. The referee for the last game is already standing in the middle of the field.

This person was at the intermediate stage of the foundation's founding realm. He was one of the inner elders of the Heavenly Sword Mountain.

After the rules are read out, the final officially begins.

The referee's voice was very loud, and the entire field could clearly hear his voice.

“Victor, just try your best. If you can't beat your opponent, don't try to be brave, don't let yourself get hurt.” Song Xiuwen sent Victor to the contestant area and repeatedly instructed.

"I understand."

Victor walked to the participant area and sat down in a chair. The first match starts soon.

The participants were neither seeded nor core disciples from the other peaks. Despite the fierce fight, the audience was clearly disappointed.

While a fierce fight was going on, a handsome man holding a folding fan suddenly sneered towards Victor.

"You're Viktor?"

"I am Nangong Zifeng, the core disciple of the Peak Liquid Spirit of the Heavenly Sword Mountain!"

"I don't think I know you?"

“It's okay if you don't know me. I know who you are. Because of you, my brother missed this important competition!”

Victor remembers the boy he defeated at the East Ocean Restaurant. His name is Nangong Aotian.

However, Victor did not hit him too hard back then. It was entirely Nangong Aotian's own fault that he suffered a serious injury.

Sensing the intense hostility from Nangong Zifeng, Victor said coldly, “The reason your brother was injured to such an extent is because he used a movement that he could not control and suffered a backlash. It has nothing to do with me.”

“So you're saying I should stretch my neck and wait for your brother's attack? What if I am not strong enough to deal with his Ash Black Flame? Wouldn't I be burned to ashes?”

Nangong Zifeng laughed out loud, “This world was originally a world of strength. Whoever is stronger will set the rules. I'm stronger than you, so of course, I'm the one who will set the rules!”

"You think you're stronger than me?" Viktor smiled faintly.

“We'll know soon. Our fight will start in the fourth round!” After saying that, Nangong Zifeng left with big strides.

At the same time, the results of the competition on stage had already been decided.

Soon, some matches just passed by. There are no famous people on stage.

In the fourth round, Victor faced Nangong Zifeng.

Nangong Zifeng was the third ranked disciple of Liquid Spirit Peak, and he had won all the group matches.

Victor has won it all, but ... In the eyes of the audience, even though Victor was a genius, compared to the seven personal disciples, it was still an enormous gap.

During the preliminaries, Victor defeated Jiang Wang in two moves but did not earn many points. After all, Jiang Wang had no hope of entering the top 20 so defeating Jiang Wang meant nothing.

However, the higher-ups of the Heavenly Sword Mountain paid close attention to this match.

They pay special attention to Victor. Victor is so young!

Especially the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Mountain, Zhao Chengtian. He's already sent people to investigate Victor's past.

After this investigation, Zhao Chengtian was even more shocked. Victor was actually an ordinary cultivator who rose up in the Qingyun Sect without any background. It was amazing that he achieved such a result!

After Nangong Zifeng entered the arena, it instantly attracted the cheers of many disciples, especially some female disciples who did not possess much talent. They keep cheering.

These people had limited talent and had always dreamed of marrying a core disciple. However, core disciples such as Sword Control Peak and Sword Forging Peak focused on cultivating or focusing on their sword forging skills.

There was no hope of getting close to those students. With that, the disciples of the Peak Liquid Spirit would naturally be in great demand.

Compared to Nangong Zifeng, Victor's cheers were much lower.

Nangong Zifeng and Victor looked at each other.

Nangong Zifeng sneered, “I heard you haven't unsheathed your sword. You hide your trump card. Now that you are facing me, I advise you not to hold back. If you have any movement, you should use it as soon as possible. Otherwise, you won't have a chance!”

“I don't mean to hide my trump card. I was just looking for the need to use it. ”

“Hmmph, you are really very arrogant! I have fought all the way here, but only one person managed to force me to draw my sword. I'd like to see what kind of trump card you have so you have the guts to say such words! ”

As Nangong Zifeng spoke, he took out a green long sword from his storage ring. The sword faintly emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Victor smile. You want me to draw my sword?

Let's see if you have the ability to make me wield the Sword first!

Viktor narrowed his eyes. Then, a sword light appeared in his eyes.

Nangong Zifeng had long anticipated that Victor would use his sword force to attack. He nodded and shook his wrist. Countless ghostly sounds could be heard from the blade of the sword. They are like hellfire.

Victor's attack is blocked by these flaming ghosts.

Bang Bang!

The fire ghost that was destroyed by the sword energy expanded like a balloon and exploded.

However, as soon as the fire ghost exploded, a new fire ghost appeared. Victor's sword force had broken over ten swords at once, but even so, it still could not reach Nangong Zifeng.

“If you only use your sword force to attack, then you will disappoint me!”

As Nangong Zifeng spoke, dark red flames appeared all over his body. The flame burned ferociously, and the flame tongue shot out a few feet high, enveloping Nangong Zifeng within it.

"The Black Mother of Fire."

Victor easily recognized this move. Back at the East Sea Restaurant, Nangong Aotian also used it, and he suffered heavy losses due to it.