485: The third round, speed and power.

Su Yuan looked around; the twelve Martial Saints who had entered the third round of the Martial Saint Exchange Conference stood on either side of him.

On the left stood Ning Tianyun, Spear Saint Qin Chengyan, Sword Saint Gu Lingkong, Light Saint Zhao Feiguang, Qin Xuexin, and Saint Lan Ouyang Jinglan.

On the right were Cloud Saint Song Yueyun, Blade Saint Chu Zhize, Halberd Saint Fang Zhengqing, Yao Saint Liu Yao, Thunder Saint Ye Yulei, and Bright Saint Ren Wuming.

Including Su Yuan, there were thirteen Martial Saints in total.

Bright Saint Ren Wuming was the Director of the Mowu Province Education Bureau and possessed four Laws of Perfection.

He had extremely good luck, as his opponents in the first and second rounds were not strong.

But in the third round, he could no longer rely on luck to advance; it would be a contest of true strength.

Standing among these Martial Saints, Ren Wuming felt a sense of restraint.

Suddenly, a chill ran down Ren Wuming's spine, intensifying his feeling of restraint.

Miao Saint had already been eliminated and was seated with the other defeated Martial Saints in the spectator area.

His eyes constantly swept over the few people standing to Su Yuan's right, pondering whom he should challenge last.

Ren Wuming would most likely be eliminated in the third round; with his strength, there was zero chance he would reach the end.

Ye Yulei and Liu Yao had similar strengths; both possessed five Laws of Perfection.

They would likely also be eliminated in the third round, making a total of three, including Ren Wuming.

Therefore, the opponents he could challenge were Halberd Saint, Blade Saint, Cloud Saint, and Classmate Qin.

Miao Saint hesitated for a moment before deciding to wait until after the Martial Saint Exchange Conference concluded.

There was only one chance to challenge; if the challenge failed, he wouldn't even get a ranking, so Miao Saint had to be cautious.

The entire battle space was extremely quiet; no one dared to speak and cause a disturbance.

The Ninth Realm Martial Artists in the spectator area were transmitting voice messages to those they knew, discussing who would make it onto the martial saint ranking list and in what order.

Su Yuan silently closed his eyes, floating cross-legged in the air, quietly waiting for the third round of the Martial Saint Exchange Conference to begin.

The third round tested speed and explosive force, which were Su Yuan's specialty.

He planned to unleash his full power shortly to be the first to enter the fourth round of point battles.

Time quietly slipped by in the silence.

It was already 8:30.

Ning Zeyuan approached Su Yuan and the other Martial Saints with a slight smile: "Distinguished sirs, the third round of the Martial Saint Exchange Conference is about to commence."

Su Yuan stood up; he hadn't expected the third round to start so early at 8:30, and it was only the first day.

The progress of this Martial Saint Exchange Conference was truly fast.

Star Saint was intentionally accelerating the process, and the other Martial Saints were also deliberately speeding up their matches.

There was only one reason: the next Hun Yuan King Crystal Contest was not far off, so everyone subconsciously knew to finish quickly and not waste too much time on battles.

Ren Wuming's heart pounded.

Ye Yulei and Liu Yao exchanged glances; both knew their chances of securing a top-ten spot were slim, but they still intended to compete fiercely against each other.

They wanted to see whose speed and strength were superior.

The thirteen Martial Saints looked toward Ning Zeyuan. Ning Zeyuan turned his back to the crowd and waved his right hand gently; thirteen beams of light suddenly flashed in the far distance.

The thirteen beams of light were positioned directly in front of each person, with no deviation in direction.

"The barriers are set. I will count to three. When I reach one, everyone charge toward the barrier directly in front of you and smash it."

"Afterward, I will calculate your total time, from your starting point to reaching the barrier and then shattering it."

"We will rank based on the total time, tentatively establishing the top ten on the martial saint ranking list."

Ning Zeyuan's gaze swept over Su Yuan and the other Martial Saints one by one, then he said softly, "I will give you one more minute to prepare. After one minute, I will start counting down."

Everyone's eyes were sharp, staring intently at the distant lights positioned before them.

Su Yuan circulated the Star Energy Divine Emperor Breathing Technique, and starlight enveloped his feet.

Immediately, the Perfect Space Law and the Power of Teleportation were readied.

Around him, Qin Chengyan, Gu Lingkong, Zhao Feiguang, and the others looked serious, all prepared.

This was a duel of speed and strength.

One minute later.

Everyone in the spectator area held their breath, watching the thirteen Martial Saints, afraid their eyes couldn't keep up with their movements.

Ning Zeyuan stood behind Su Yuan and the other Martial Saints, slowly reciting, "Three."

"Two."

"One."

Whoosh!

All thirteen Martial Saints unleashed terrifying speed, rushing toward the barrier directly in front of them with lightning speed.

The Ninth Realm Martial Artists in the spectator area tried their best, but unfortunately, they couldn't see anything.

Boom!

The sound of the first barrier shattering echoed throughout the battle space, emitting a piercing buzz.

Immediately following that, the sound of the second barrier breaking apart exploded.

The sound of the third, fourth, fifth... up to the thirteenth barrier shattering burst forth with intense explosions in sequence.

Ning Zeyuan looked toward where the first barrier shattered, his pupils contracting slightly, his expression showing a hint of shock.

The shock vanished in an instant, and Ning Zeyuan's expression returned to normal.

The shattering explosions of the barriers lasted for nearly three seconds before the battle space returned to silence.

"The Martial Saints are so fast! I couldn't even see where the barriers were, yet they found and shattered them in such a short time!"

"At this distance, let alone seeing who shattered the barrier first, I can't even locate where the barrier was. Is this the gap between Martial Saints and me?"

"The Martial Saints rushed out almost simultaneously; we couldn't see the order of breaking, only hear the sequence of the barriers exploding. The speed and strength of the Martial Saints are terrifying."

...The spectator area repeatedly gasped in amazement, their eyes looking into the distance, but they saw nothing.

Let alone them, many Martial Saints in the Martial Saint spectator area also failed to capture anything.

Three seconds later, Su Yuan and the other Martial Saints returned to their original spots.

Each person's expression varied: calm, surprised, horrified, helpless.

Ning Zeyuan's gaze fixed on Ren Wuming and he stated directly, "Bright Saint, 2.87 seconds."

Ren Wuming sighed softly with a dejected expression; by the time he shattered the barrier, the other Martial Saints had already finished.

He was the last one to shatter the barrier.

He shifted his gaze to Liu Yao: "Yao Saint, 2.35 seconds."

Liu Yao let out a breath and sighed mournfully. Since Star Saint announced his time first, it meant he took longer than Thunder Saint.

Ye Yulei relaxed slightly; it seemed he had won the contest against Yao Saint.

Although this victory didn't mean much, one had to gain something from participating in the Martial Saint Exchange Conference.

He just needed not to be last in the third round.

"Thunder Saint, 2.32 seconds."

Liu Yao's mouth twitched; there was only a difference of 0.03 seconds between him and Ye Yulei!

By the narrowest of margins, he lost to Ye Yulei.

What a pity!

This also showed that their speed and strength were not far apart, almost equal.

After announcing Ye Yulei's time, Fang Zhengqing saw Star Saint looking at him, so he assumed his time would be announced next.

"Halberd Saint, 2.09 seconds."

It was indeed him.

Fang Zhengqing thought to himself.

However, he was puzzled; how could his speed and strength be inferior to Saint Lan Ouyang Jinglan?

If he guessed correctly, Saint Lan must have comprehended her sixth Law of Perfection only in the last few months.

"Blade Saint, 2.03 seconds."

Hearing Star Saint announce his time, Chu Zhize was equally confused; how could his speed and strength be less than Saint Lan's?

"Saint Lan, 2.01 seconds."

Ouyang Jinglan heard the time she took to shatter the barrier; her eyes were very calm, showing no surprise at all.