Yin - Yang Swordsman

V2 Fear of Winning

The arena of the match was so chaotic. Seen around the arena many small craters were created, and amidst the chaos, the figure of Bing Jiao was still standing firmly while his opponent was already unconscious on the opposite side. “The representatives of the Shu Empire are unconscious. The winner is the representative of the Han Empire!” Shouted the referee who was immediately welcomed boisterous cheers of the audience.

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“Very great. As expected the sword genius of the sky dragon sect.”

“You're right... Especially the last attack. The number of ice swords he made right was truly overwhelming. Even if it was a nine-star celestial realm, it would definitely feel extremely difficult and could have lost if it was caught off guard.”

Bing Jiao again sheathed her sword, then descended with a calm step back to the Han Empire's representative side. Elder Han and Han Ying, immediately greeted him while congratulating him.

“You've worked hard Jiao’er rest to restore your condition first.” Said Elder Han.

“Congratulations sister for your second victory. If it was you, I'm sure you could have been sister.” Said Han Ying.

Bing Jiao smiled behind her veil, responding briefly. “Thank you teacher, thank you sister. Then excuse me.” Bing Jiao said straight back to her seat, to recover her Qi which had drained almost half of it. Han Ying felt that Bing Jiao's mood was not doing well, intending to ask her and comfort her, but was held back by Elder Han.

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Meanwhile it's above the tournament venue ceiling

“Feng’er you sure didn't go down there. Your first wife's mood was ugly today.” Said To Mu.

“I know it's uncle. He may be upset with me, because I didn't come back last night.” Said Ling Feng smiling wryly looking at Bing Jiao's unusual aura. Ling Feng did not return overnight, because after he helped stabilize Qing Xian's body foundation, Ling Feng also taught him a sword technique. Qing Xian quickly understood it, yet to fully master it, still it took a short while.

As a result he accompanied the woman to training all night, and just finished the morning sun to appear, Ling Feng immediately brought Qing Xian back, because the second day tournament would start quite early.

“Are you not supposed to be down there Feng’er? It's not long for your match, is it?” Said To Mu.

“I give up.” Ling Feng replied briefly clearly. “Redy? Why did you give up?” Ask To Mu. “I don't want to attract attention. If the demon races in this city knew of my strength, surely they would become wary, and it would be difficult to find them in the secret land later.” Answer Ling Feng.

To Mu who heard that, raised next to his eyebrows, he felt sure that it was not just that, the reason Ling Feng chose to give up. “You must have chosen to give up, because the opponent is too weak instead.” Guess To Mu. Ling Feng who heard that chuckled softly.

“Yes that is also one of my reasons. If I continue to participate in the tournament, there is a person who is the winner uncle.” Ling Feng corrected To Mu's words.

“However, Bing Jiao is really great huh. I didn't expect his strength to increase this drastic. Even more so, the sword. The sword has its own consciousness, right.” Said To Mu turning his gaze back to the arena of the match, seen a young man named Yue Guan already standing in the middle of the arena waiting for his opponent. It was obvious that the face of Yue Guan was very tense, because his opponent was Ling Feng, but the unexpected thing was that Elder Han went up to the top of the arena informing the referee, of course tell about Ling Feng who chose to give up.

At the moment the referee announced Ling Feng giving up, making the spectators who were there disappointed, it was even apparent at the VIP place the Elders frowned not expecting him at all that, the most attention-grabbing one, choosing to give up.

Yet Ling Feng's unexpected reply made To Mu snort violently, “No. About him choosing to seal his cultivation it wasn't my command. Despite the wishes of Jiao’er himself, who wanted to challenge him. Yes, even in the end it was release.” It was Ling Feng's refutation that made To Mu snort violently, annoyed when he heard her.

Ling Feng himself only chuckled as he put his two shoulders back to turn his gaze to the match arena. The fourth match began, where the Wei imperial side Qing Xian fought the party from the Wu Empire which won the third round on the first day of the tournament.

The fourth match was very fierce. Qing Xian unmitigatedly unleashed his full strength, and instantly shot swiftly towards his opponent. He did not give any gap to his opponent. Even his opponent looked very difficult to balance Qing Xian's movements that looked very fast to be seen by the naked eye.

After dozens of counterattacks, ten minutes later Qing Xian immediately pulled out his sword technique very quickly for a moment before his opponent took out his sword technique first. Qing Xian won a landslide victory, in a relatively short time than in previous matches. The spectators who were initially disappointed, unable to see Ling Feng's fight, were immediately excited again, when Qing Xian's match took place.

Not even a few praised him blatantly, because his movements were so fast and easily defeated his opponent.

“Hohhh... His movements were getting smoother even more so there was no wasted movement at all. Actually what have you done to her that girl Feng’er to the point that her strength increased drastically like this?” Tanya To Mu was curious.

“I only clean the internal organs of his body. Also use the acupuncture method, to enlarge his meridians. After all his internal organs are clean, his movements become more intense and concentration will increase very rapidly.” Answer Ling Feng.

The time is still very long, therefore, the organizer of the four-continent tournament, the King of the Shu Empire decided to directly proceed to the next round that is, the semi-finals, the final, and leaving a big game that is, a final.

The participants who escaped were given at least half an hour to recover their body condition. At the time of half an hour, the arena of the match will get maintenance first, because it looks very messy, even though it has been justified.

“Hehhh... The match schedule is up. Semi-final round like her will be held today also.” Said To Mu who could indeed hear what was said by the referee, even though he was currently far above him. “Yes, the night is still long. I don't think it's bad to take out the opening dishes now, so as to prepare to the maximum of the main course.” Said Ling Feng.

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Half an hour had passed, the match arena had returned to its original form with several large poles adorning at every corner of the match arena. This prevents the same from happening again.

The first match of this semi-final round, Qing Xian was about to advance against the genius of the Wu empire, Fang Yin. The weapon used by Fang Yin was a twin sword just like Ling Feng, a dual sword user, but the difference was. Fang Yin used a short sword, not a sword in general.

“Fang Yin of the Wu Empire. Kindly guide her sister Qing Xian.” Fang Yin said giving his regards.

“Qing Xian of Wei Empire. Please also guidance sister.” Qing Xian said who also gave his regards.

“Four-continent tournament semi-final matches begin!” The cry of the referee was accompanied by the sound of a giant bell that resounded.

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~ Warm greetings from the author do not forget to leave a trace yes.may be healthy always for my brothers and sisters.