63: Jinghai wins by sweeping the field!

Swoosh!

Without giving Li Canglan a chance to catch his breath, another Middle Stage One-Star Martial Artist threw a punch.

He was wearing a pair of battle gauntlets, and as he swung his fist, flames tore through the air!

It was the same Breaking Flame Fist, mastered to perfection.

But in the hands of this Martial Artist, it was far superior to the Lone Wolf he had encountered before.

Li Canglan did not dodge at all, unleashing a Thunderbolt Slash that was infinitely close to mastery.

Thunder exploded!

Fist and blade collided!

A harsh sound of metal clashing rang out.

Li Canglan retreated two steps.

The person opposite him, however, retreated five steps before steadying his body!

"This He Xinghai was clearly reacting in a rush, yet he was still able to repel Deng Fang's full-force blow?"

"Even if both sides have the same proficiency in their Martial Skills, the power of Breaking Flame Fist should be much higher than Thunderbolt Slash!"

"It must be a suppression of strength; He Xinghai has at least reached the Late Stage of One-Star."

"The gap between Deng Fang and He Xinghai is too great. Now it seems only Wang Teng can pose a threat to him."

As the audience discussed this, Wang Teng had already led Wang Shi and the others to launch a series of attacks.

The battle blade in Li Canglan's hand seemed to have merged with his arm, moving as if it were a part of him.

No matter how Wang Shi and the others attacked, they couldn't injure him in the slightest.

Wang Teng gave a look to Wang Shi and the others.

Deng Fang rushed forward again, his Qi and blood surging, and threw a full-force punch.

Li Canglan followed their intentions and unleashed a Thunderbolt Slash.

A cold glint flashed, and thunder roared.

Blade and fist intersected, splashing sparks.

Deng Fang's expression changed drastically; he felt an extremely terrifying sharpness coming toward him.

Following that was a massive force that made his fist bones creak.

Crack!

With his fist bones fractured, Deng Fang flew backward like a broken rag doll.

He didn't understand how, after such a fierce battle, the opponent's strength hadn't weakened but had instead become even stronger!

Meanwhile, Wang Shi and another Martial Artist had attacked Li Canglan from the left and right.

Wang Teng, taking advantage of the cover, arrived behind Li Canglan.

The spear in his hand had a cold glint on its tip, pointing straight at Li Canglan's back.

The other two also unleashed their most powerful Martial Skills.

They were determined to crush Li Canglan on the spot!

The students cheering for Li Canglan felt their hearts jump to their throats when they saw this scene.

They didn't even realize their palms were soaked with sweat.

Even the Two-Star Martial Artists present, placing themselves in Li Canglan's situation, admitted that if they hadn't reached Two-star yet, they would surely have paid the price of a serious injury.

In contrast, the team leader of the Zhenhai Martial Arts Academy, who had been holding his breath, finally relaxed.

A look of certainty of victory appeared on his face.

Such an encirclement was almost impossible for a Martial Artist of the same level to escape.

Wang Jie looked at Guan Zhenyue, wanting to see a flicker of panic on his face.

But unfortunately, he was disappointed.

Guan Zhenyue still looked composed, as if no change on the battlefield could cause his emotions to waver.

"I want to see what it looks like when a Five-Star Martial Artist lowers his head and admits defeat!"

Wang Jie thought to himself, already feeling a bit smug.

Boom!

Just then, a low rumble of thunder suddenly sounded.

Wang Jie was stunned for a moment, then thought of the previous Thunderbolt Slash.

"It's just Thunderbolt Slash; it can't stir up any waves."

Before his voice faded, the sound of thunder roared again.

Wang Jie instinctively felt something was wrong and quickly looked up.

He was shocked to find two winding bolts of lightning appearing on Li Canglan's arms!

"What kind of Martial Skill is this?"

The same Martial Skill, with different proficiency and different users, produced completely different effects.

Moreover, with the variety of Martial Skills available, he couldn't judge it at all for a moment.

Li Canglan gave a low shout,

"Wind, rise!"

A gust of wind appeared out of thin air on the arena.

It slightly affected the vision and movement of Wang Teng and the others.

The next instant, two bolts of lightning suddenly struck the weapons of the two people on his left and right.

With a loud bang, the two spat out blood and flew off the arena.

Subsequently, Li Canglan turned and slashed!

Thunderbolt Slash collided with the spear.

Clang!

A harsh sound of metal clashing rang out.

Wang Teng's pupils shrank, and he felt an incomparably surging force coming from the spear tip.

Even though he was launching a sneak attack, and the opponent was only responding in a rush, he was still losing in the contest of strength?

Wang Teng let out a low roar, veins popping on his forehead, mobilizing all his Qi and blood.

However, he suddenly felt the obstructing force in front of him vanish as if it had disappeared in an instant.

Wang Teng's body stumbled forward.

A gentle breeze blew past.

Li Canglan had already arrived at Wang Teng's side before anyone knew it.

Li Canglan raised his foot swiftly, while Wang Teng was still lunging forward, unable to stop his momentum at all.

Caught completely off guard, he was kicked off the arena by Li Canglan.

At this moment, there was silence!

A few breaths later, enthusiastic cheers erupted on the scene!

"He Xinghai is awesome!"

"One against ten, and he actually won!"

"Is this the true strength of Jinghai Martial Arts Hall? I'm going to sign up at Jinghai Martial Arts Hall too!"

"The people from Zhenhai Martial Arts Academy were acting so arrogant before; I thought they were strong, but it turns out the masters of Jinghai Martial Arts Hall just hadn't chosen to make a move yet."

Some potential students who were originally neutral or even leaning towards Zhenhai Martial Arts Academy, after witnessing this battle, decisively changed sides.

They prepared to sign up for Jinghai Martial Arts Hall!

Fighting one against ten, such a battle full of personal heroism was the most exciting and stimulating for the audience!

At this moment, Wang Teng and the others, who had previously been advancing irresistibly and almost crushing Jinghai Martial Arts Hall, had completely become the background.

Amidst the deafening applause and cheers, Wang Jie still wore a stunned expression, unable to recover for a long time.

A moment ago, it was a situation where victory was almost certain.

Yet in the blink of an eye, everyone, including Wang Teng, had lost?

Wang Teng had a look of utter defeat on his face.

He was only a junior at Hanghai Advanced Martial Arts Academy.

He had only come personally to support his uncle.

He knew his own strength better than anyone.

Facing an ordinary Peak One-Star Martial Artist, even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't lose so quickly.

But he never expected that even with a sneak attack, he wouldn't even last two moves!

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Guan Zhenyue lightly tapped his foot and flew onto the arena.

"Although our Jinghai Martial Arts Hall won this time, it also allowed us to see the strength of Zhenhai Martial Arts Academy."

Guan Zhenyue's deep voice spread throughout the martial arts hall,

"Regardless, all martial arts academies are places to train and cultivate strong individuals for the Human Race."

"Jinghai Martial Arts Hall welcomes everyone to sign up. As long as everyone is contributing to the Human Race, no matter where they are, they are comrades!"