Section 103

The five winners were the Seventh Xia Emperor Summer AzureSun, the Eighth Xia Emperor Xia Haiwei, the Ninth Xia Emperor Xia Fan, the Eleventh Xia Emperor Xia Chentian, and the Twelfth Xia Emperor Xia Tao.

As expected, these five individuals were all Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperors.

Given that they all possessed Innate Emperor Bodies and cultivated the Nine Orifices Exquisite Heart, the only way to defeat an opponent was through combat experience.

The Xia Emperors who had not reached the Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperor quickly withdrew in defeat. The Tenth Xia Emperor was originally considered one of the more senior Xia Emperors.

However, the Eleventh Xia Emperor and Twelfth Xia Emperor were too astonishing, and their degree of divine body condensation was higher than his, so he could only withdraw with regret.

The five individuals looked at the Void Cauldron, their breathing involuntarily becoming heavier.

With the first round over, they were now one step closer to this Divine Artifact.

"Two by two battles, one bye. The outcome depends entirely on Luck. What do you Old Ancestors think?"

Xia Feng stepped forward and said to the five victors.

"Alright, you can arrange it."

The Eighth Xia Emperor hoisted the giant axe onto his shoulder and looked expressionlessly at Xia Feng.

Xia Feng nodded, then condensed Jade Slips again and threw them to the five Old Ancestors.

Afterward, five Jade Slips soared into the air, constantly changing in form.

Xia Feng withdrew his spiritual energy, allowing the five Jade Slips to fall vertically to the ground.

Two Jade Slips opposed each other, and one Jade Slip was eliminated.

The Eighth Xia Emperor, Xia Haiwei, received a bye.

Chapter 127: The Strongest Two Xia Emperors of the Great Xia Empire Clash

Xia Haiwei raised an eyebrow, still expressionless, and turned around to stand back.

The spiritual energy dissipated, and the Jade Slips fell according to fate. Xia Feng couldn't possibly tamper with them under the noses of these Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperors.

The remaining four Xia Emperors, after a brief rest, began their two-by-two duels.

The second round of competition was much more prolonged than the first. The Xia Emperors who could make it to the top five were all elites among the Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperors.

In the first round, the slightly weaker Heaven Rank Martial Emperors were defeated by these Peak powerhouses in just a dozen rounds, unlike the evenly matched second round.

The Seventh Xia Emperor battled the Eleventh Xia Emperor. One held dark claws, the other a long sword, fighting inextricably.

Countless explosive sounds of weapons colliding echoed above the Emperor Dragon Platform. The clash of the Great Daos caused the shattered space to form turbulent currents.

Xia Feng watched in silence.

When Summer Bright and the others previously contended for the throne, the turmoil caused by the full-strength attacks he unleashed was not as fierce as the casual attacks of these two Xia Emperors.

This was the true Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperor, a powerhouse qualified to enter the Martial God realm.

Looking at the turbulent currents formed around them due to the battle, Xia Feng finally gained a clear understanding of Peak Heaven Rank Martial Emperors.

Although he was also a Martial Emperor, compared to them, he was like a child against a brute.

No... it should be said he was like an infant against a brute. A child could still use numbers as an advantage and have a chance to turn the tide.

But Xia Feng knew that no matter how many of himself were here, they couldn't shake a Heaven Rank Martial Emperor in the slightest.

Fortunately, the Emperor Dragon Platform was fixed in place by the Ten Emperors of Xia using a great formation. Otherwise, if this terrifying battle took place outside, who knows how many innocent civilians would be killed or injured.

After about three hundred rounds, Summer AzureSun roared, using the long sword in his hand, wrapped in fifty Great Dao rules, to forcefully cut off the Eleventh Xia Emperor's dark claws.

The Eleventh Xia Emperor looked at the broken ends of his dark claws, couldn't help but sigh, then turned, cupped his fists towards Summer AzureSun, and landed before retreating.

His strength still had some gap compared to the Seventh Xia Emperor.

Although both were top-grade Emperor weapons, he could feel that the Great Dao rules contained within Summer AzureSun's Qing Yun Sword were more refined, faintly carrying a trace of divinity.

Therefore, it was understandable that his top-grade Emperor weapon was no match for the opponent's.

Fortunately, the Shadow Retaining Dark Claws were his personal Emperor weapon that he had nurtured along the way. He only needed to spend some time nourishing them with his essence blood, and they would be restored to their original state.

The Seventh Xia Emperor also withdrew his sword blade, walked out of the Emperor Dragon Platform, closed his eyes to rest and recover his spiritual energy.

The second match also began. The Ninth Xia Emperor and the Twelfth Xia Emperor also burst into battle with all their might.

The number of rounds they fought was even more than Summer AzureSun and the others' previous battle.

They went back and forth, unable to truly defeat their opponent. In frustration, the two could only fall into a muddy tug-of-war.

Half an hour later, the Twelfth Xia Emperor, whose spiritual energy recovery speed was not as fast as the Ninth Xia Emperor's, voluntarily chose to concede.

He was a sensible person. Even if he won the match, his subsequent condition would likely not be enough to defeat the Seventh Xia Emperor and the Eighth Xia Emperor.

Although they hadn't competed before, the Ten Great Xia Emperors throughout history all had a clear idea.

To say who was the strongest, it had to be chosen from between these two individuals.

From the perspective of divine body condensation speed, the Seventh Xia Emperor had reached forty-seven percent, while the Eighth Xia Emperor was forty-five percent, not far apart.

Once the divine body was condensed to one hundred percent, one could become a Half God.

Apart from them, among the remaining previous Xia Emperors, the strongest was no more than twenty percent.

Before the competition, everyone still held alucky (jiǎoxìng - stroke of Luck) in their hearts, thinking that perhaps they could obtain victory by chance and get the Void Cauldron.

But now it seemed there were no surprises. Hard power was hard power. If your skills were inferior, you had to lose.

Since only one person could take the Void Cauldron, it was better to let the strongest take it. After all, everyone shared the surname Xia. If one person became a Martial God, the others could also benefit from the ripple effect and receive personal guidance from the Martial God, which they believed would be much faster than the improvement aided by a Divine Artifact.

The Ninth Xia Emperor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then landed on the ground, emitting a faint green light from his body, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to heal himself.

The Seventh Xia Emperor and the Eighth Xia Emperor both silently closed their eyes, waiting for his recovery.

It was just a pity that the Ninth Xia Emperor and the Twelfth Xia Emperor had fought too fiercely. His injuries were difficult to recover from in a short period of time.

No matter what, a winner had to be decided today. The Seventh Xia Emperor and the Eighth Xia Emperor were determined to obtain the Void Cauldron. They couldn't possibly wait for the Ninth Xia Emperor to spend several days or even more than ten days!

In helplessness, the Ninth Xia Emperor could only sigh faintly and voluntarily gave up the competition.

The Ten Emperors of Xia quickly chose the two strongest individuals.

The Seventh Xia Emperor Summer AzureSun, and the Eighth Xia Emperor Xia Haiwei.

"Indeed, the final victor can only emerge from between the two of us."

The corners of the Eighth Xia Emperor Xia Haiwei's mouth turned up. He revealed a look of determination to win.

"Second Uncle, I will certainly not yield on this Void Cauldron."

"Who the Divine Artifact ultimately falls into the hands of is not for you to decide. Let's see the real outcome through our skills."

The Seventh Xia Emperor Summer AzureSun pouted, then soared into the air and landed steadily above the Emperor Dragon Platform.

Xia Haiwei also didn't delay. Holding the giant axe, he was like a War God, leaping towards the Emperor Dragon Platform, causing the ground to crack inch by inch!

The defeated Xia Emperors, as well as the officials below the stage, all held their breath, watching the two figures above with rapt attention.

Summer AzureSun and Xia Haiwei, these two were the strongest individuals in the Great Xia Empire, both having condensed nearly half of a divine body.

Such a fierce battle between dragons and tigers was something many Martial Warriors might not even see if they lived for another hundred thousand years.

Both of them had solemn expressions, not daring to show the slightest carelessness or slackness towards the other.

They both knew the other's strength, so they didn't dare to attack rashly. Instead, they continuously shifted their steps, observing the other, looking for weaknesses to exploit.

The onlookers also couldn't help but become nervous.

Xia Feng noticed that his Grandpa Summer Bright was also frowning tightly at this moment, staring intently at the two, without the slightest trace of contempt in his eyes.

Although he was also a Heaven Rank Ninth Level Martial Emperor, his divine body condensation level was only five percent.

Without relying on the Void Cauldron, he would not be a match for either of them.

"Boom!"

Finally, the two figures moved. Under the gaze of countless people, they collided violently like falling meteorites, exploding with countless aftershocks.

"Whoosh!"

The long sword in Summer AzureSun's hand emitted a faint cold light and slashed fiercely at Xia Haiwei in front of him. Every move he made carried fierce spatial fluctuations, and the sharp sound of breaking wind made Martial Warriors below the Martial Saint realm involuntarily cover their ears and scream.

Chapter 128: There is Still One Xia Emperor Who Has Not Entered the Arena

Facing the fierce blade, Xia Haiwei did not dodge or evade. His resolute face showed no change, and in his pupils, there was only the sharp blade in Summer AzureSun's hand!

In just one second, Summer AzureSun struck out twenty-one swords, each carrying the terrifying Great Dao of Gale!

Xia Haiwei turned his body sideways and, with a speed that didn't match his physique, flexibly dodged these twenty-one swords. Afterward, he lifted his giant axe from below and performed a Mountain Lifting Slash!

Violent flames suddenly burned on the giant axe. Summer AzureSun's expression was heavy. He mobilized all his spiritual energy under his feet and rapidly retreated backward!

The giant axe struck empty air. Xia Haiwei let out a cold snort and continued to pursue forward, attack after attack, not giving Summer AzureSun any chance to breathe.

"Bang bang bang!"

The long sword and the giant axe continuously clashed in the air. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned from gentle to violent, and countless tangible spiritual energy ripples exploded in all directions!

"Your strength has grown quite a bit!"

Summer AzureSun rapidly retreated backward. Every time his foot landed on the ground, it caused cracks to appear on the floor.