668: Chapter 668 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (47)

"Su Han, admit defeat! You are no match for me!" Shi Meng laughed wildly, swinging his axe down and forcing Su Han back.

Su Han stabilized his stance, took a deep breath, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that if I don't use my real skills, I really won't be able to take you down."

Before his voice had even faded, the Aura on Su Han's body shifted abruptly. A continuous and endless Sword Intent soared into the sky, as if spring winds were turning into rain, or as if all things were returning to life.

"Sheng Sheng Sword Intent! It's the Sheng Sheng Sword Intent!"

"Su Han is finally using his Sword Intent!"

Exclamations rang out one after another from below the stage.

"So what if it's Sword Intent? Break for me!" Shi Meng felt that Sword Intent and his heart shivered, but he immediately roared. His entire body's Star Power erupted, and flames rose above his giant axe, transforming into a giant flaming tiger that pounced toward Su Han.

"heavenly abyss — Everlasting!"

Su Han thrust out his sword. The sword light was not dazzling, but it carried an indescribable resilience. The sword light collided with the giant flaming tiger; there was no earth-shattering explosion, but the flaming tiger melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if being worn away by that endless Sword Intent.

"What?!" Shi Meng's face changed drastically.

"Break!"

Su Han gave a low shout, and the sword light surged, instantly tearing through the flaming tiger and piercing toward Shi Meng's chest without losing momentum.

"Scarlet Sun Tyrant Body!"

Shi Meng roared, and the skin over his entire body instantly turned crimson, like red-hot iron. A violent Aura erupted as he attempted to withstand this sword strike head-on.

Squelch!

The sword light pierced Shi Meng's chest, making a soft sound. The crimson light on the surface of Shi Meng's body fluctuated violently, finally shattering with a "crack."

Pfft!

Shi Meng was sent flying as if struck by a heavy blow, crashing hard onto the edge of the arena. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Su Han wins!"

The referee's voice rang out, and the entire audience fell silent once more.

Another single sword strike!

Although it wasn't as stunning as the strike that defeated Ye Wuhen, it was still clean and efficient.

Su Han, he truly still had strength in reserve!

In the subsequent matches, Su Han proved his strength to everyone once again.

In the fourth match, Su Han faced a Star Palace Realm Middle Stage Qingyun Peak Disciple. The opponent's movement was eerie and their swordplay was tricky, but before Su Han's Sheng Sheng Sword Intent, they still couldn't last ten moves and were defeated.

"Su Han has entered the top three!"

"Heavens, he actually did it!"

"With a cultivation of Star Wheel Realm Peak, he fought his way into the top three of the Martial Assembly. This is simply a miracle!"

Under countless shocked gazes, Su Han slowly walked down the stage. His face was even paler, and his Aura was somewhat disordered. After two consecutive battles, although he won both, it caused signs of his injuries recurring.

But in his eyes, a raging Battle Intent was burning.

The top three were already in hand. Next, it was first place!

"Top three ranking battle, first match: Su Han versus Mu Qingxue!"

The referee's voice sounded, causing the cheers of the Tianya Peak Disciples to come to an abrupt halt.

Su Han versus Mu Qingxue?

A battle between fellow Disciples?

Both Su Han and Mu Qingxue were stunned, then looked at each other with bitter smiles.

"It seems we have to have a match after all," Su Han said helplessly.

Mu Qingxue looked at Su Han's pale face, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes. She then shook her head and said to the referee, "In this match, I admit defeat."

"What?"

"Senior Sister Mu admitted defeat?"

The crowd below the stage was in an uproar.

The referee looked at Mu Qingxue and asked, "Are you sure you want to admit defeat?"

"I'm sure." Mu Qingxue nodded, looked at Su Han, and said softly, "Junior Brother Su, your goal isn't the top three, it's first place. Preserve your strength and go fight for that first place. I believe in you."

Su Han looked into Mu Qingxue's clear eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. He nodded heavily: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

"Second match: Mu Qingxue versus Ye Wuhen!"

Although Ye Wuhen had lost to Su Han, his strength was still formidable. After several battles, Mu Qingxue had consumed a massive amount of energy and was ultimately no match for Ye Wuhen, suffering defeat.

"Third match: Su Han versus Ye Wuhen!"

Finally, the final decisive battle arrived.

Su Han, this dark horse who had emerged out of nowhere, had overcome all obstacles with his Star Wheel Realm Peak cultivation to reach the finals.

Ye Wuhen, the former number one of the Qingyun Sect—though he had lost to Su Han once, no one dared to underestimate his strength.

The two stood on the arena once again.

"Su Han, we meet again." Ye Wuhen looked at Su Han with a complex gaze. "To be honest, I didn't expect you to actually make it to this step."

"I didn't expect it either," Su Han smiled slightly. "However, my goal has always been first place."

"First place..." A sharp light flashed in Ye Wuhen's eyes, and his Aura began to rise. "Then bring out all your strength! This time, I won't hold back anymore!"

"Just what I wanted!"

Su Han took a deep breath. The Star Power within his body circulated frantically, and his Sheng Sheng Sword Intent erupted without reservation, standing his ground against Ye Wuhen's Aura.

"Fight!"

The two shouted simultaneously, their figures turning into two streaks of light that collided violently.

Boom!

A terrifying Star Power storm swept out, and the entire arena trembled.

Sword light collided with palm prints, and fist shadows intertwined with finger winds. Neither of them held anything back, going all out with every collision.

"Qingyun Palm!"

"tianya sword!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the arena, explosions rang out incessantly. The two figures were as fast as lightning, and every collision made the hearts of the crowd below skip a beat. (End of Chapter)