Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

After the referee announced the result, he jumped off the stage.    

Now it was confirmed that he would enter the last round.    

After watching a few matches, the day's competition had come to an end.    

The second day, the final round began!    

The first round would be the 25th to 12th place, and one person would be left empty. Ten people would be left behind. In the end, the three people would draw lots to challenge the first three people. The last ten people would fight in the ranking battles, and everyone would fight with the other nine people. In the end, the ranking would be decided based on the number of victories. If there were those who won the same number of times, the winner would be ranked first according to the number of victories between the two of them. Of course, after the ranking was determined by their performance, each person in the top 24 would have the chance to challenge the person in the top 24.    

On this day, the spectators compared to the previous two rounds. Not only were there outer disciples, but there were also a large number of inner disciples who came to watch. Obviously, they all wanted to know if there were any geniuses in the competition.    

On the other hand, Lin Chen's luck was very good. Not only did he get the chance to fight against only one of the twenty-five people, he also didn't get the chance to fight against six people in the second round.    

After half a day, they finally arrived at the top ten rankings.    

Lin Chen's first opponent wasn't strong, and he was good at sword techniques. However, in front of Lin Chen, he was nothing. In less than ten moves, he was defeated by Lin Chen.    

In the arena next to Lin Chen, there were two people fighting fiercely!    

The red-clothed youth's name was Mintian, and he was also one of the most popular contestants in this competition. He had the highest chance of winning this competition. He stood on the arena with a calm expression, as if he had no intention of fighting first. Opposite him was a clean young man with a snow white face.    

The snow white youth gritted his teeth. In front of him was the strength of the popular champion of this year's competition, unfathomable. Although he knew that his chances of winning were not high, he still wanted to give it a try.    

He moved first. He circulated all the spiritual energy in his body and gathered it on his right arm. He displayed his ultimate move, Cold Chill Fist.    

Mintian stood motionless on the spot, as if he was very confident in his own strength.    

Boom!    

A punch filled with cold air was thrown at him. Mintian let out a cold laugh. He clenched his left hand into a fist and met the punch with a calm expression.    

In an instant, the sky was filled with ice chips!    

Under Mintian's simple punch, the snow-white youth's ultimate move was instantly shattered. At the same time, a huge force surged out like a tidal wave, sending him flying.    

"Mintian wins!" Facing this match that was about to determine the victor, the judge didn't feel surprised at all and announced calmly. Obviously, he knew very well about Mintian's strength.    

Immediately, there was a commotion below the stage. Most of them were lamenting Mintian's strength.    

Lin Chen couldn't help but take a few more glances. His cultivation had at least reached the peak of the second level Sun Moon Stage.    

Very quickly, the first round of the top ten rankings had also ended. The one Lin Chen faced in the second round was a snow-white youth called Han Bai.    

"Ice Condensation!" Without any intention of probing, Han Bai struck out his killing move towards Lin Chen.    

He had already lost in the first round. If he lost again, the top ten rankings this time would not be good.    

"Profound Heaven Fallen Sword Spell!"    

Lin Chen did not want to waste any time. He pulled out the Green Cloud Sword and destroyed his palm energy with one sword strike. Before his opponent could react, another sword light suddenly shot out and pierced through his protective spiritual Qi!    

One strike killed him in an instant!    

The cold white was not an iron scar. The iron scar had a strong protective spiritual Qi. Han Bai did not. Although his attack power was stronger, and he might have the upper hand against Iron Scar, however, it was obviously not enough in front of Lin Chen, and his attack could not pose any threat to Lin Chen. His opponent was also killed in an instant. It could be said that Lin Chen was a natural enemy to him.    

Not only did all the outer circle disciples suck in a breath of cold air, most of the inner circle disciples in the audience were dumbfounded.    

The Sun Moon Stage Han Bai couldn't even withstand a single strike from Lin Chen. If it was in the past, they would have thought that it was fake news and wouldn't have chosen to believe it. But now, this scene was happening right in front of their eyes, and they had no choice but to believe it.    

Although Han Bai was also killed by Mintian with a single punch, everyone could see Mintian's strength with their own eyes.    

"How strong is Lin Chen exactly? He is clearly only a Seventh Layer of Astral Reaching Stage warrior!"    

"Who knows? This is a dark horse, who knew him before?"    

"He is the same as Mintian, killing Han Bai in an instant is really terrifying. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."    

Discussions broke out below the stage!    

"The winner, Lin Chen."    

The referee was slightly surprised when he saw the scene in front of him. However, it disappeared in an instant, and he immediately announced it loudly.    

Below the arena. The way the disciples looked at Lin Chen was naturally different from before. The current Lin Chen was also one of the most popular contenders for the championship.    

If Lin Chen won one or two matches before this, it could be said that his luck was pretty good. However, if he had never lost a match until now, it was enough to show how terrifying his strength was.    

Almost every match was a crushing defeat of his strength.    

The Hongyang Peak Master on the tall platform couldn't help but let out a long breath. He stroked his beard and revealed a trace of a smile.    

As for the other outer circle Peak Masters, their eyes were filled with curiosity as they looked at Lin Chen.    

When Lin Chen walked down from the arena, the victor of the next arena was also decided.    

A young man holding a huge sword saw Ba Tu, and his opponent in this round was Shui Yue. The former was overbearing and the latter was gentle. After exchanging a few hundred moves, Shui Yue still couldn't hold on and was defeated miserably by Ba Tu's extremely domineering attacks.    

After a few more rounds of competition, Lin Chen's luck was pretty good. He met a few opponents who were ranked at the bottom. Although he had also experienced some trouble, he still successfully defeated his opponent.    

The five people who were ranked in the top five were Mintian, Ba Tu, and Lin Chen. Light and darkness, Korean. However, the gap between the top five was not big. The biggest gap was only one or two rounds. However, the gap between them and later on was getting bigger and bigger, polarizing.    

Among them, Lin Chen, Mintian, and Ba Tu kept their undefeated record.    

In the next match, Lin Chen encountered Han Yu, who had only lost one match. And he had only lost to Mintian in that match, and he had won all the other matches. His strength could not be underestimated.    

On the arena, Han Yu formed a one-handed sword spell, unsheathed her sword, and suddenly soared into the sky, slashing at the void in front of her.    

He knew Lin Chen's strength was formidable, so he didn't waste any time and directly unleashed his killing move.    

A sound of air being torn was heard. A sword shadow that was dozens of feet long appeared above Lin Chen's head out of thin air and slashed down fiercely.    

Lin Chen seemed to have been prepared for this. He didn't panic at all. He condensed the inheritance flame in his palm and slapped forward.    

A loud rumbling sound was heard!    

The sword shadow of the huge sword dispersed with a loud bang!    

"Why don't you use your sword!"    

Seeing that Lin Chen did not use his sword, as if he was looking down on her, Han Yu's face sank. He struck out a sword art with his hand, and the huge sword shadow blurred once again, turning into ten sword shadows that flashed out in a flash. It slashed towards Lin Chen from all directions.    

This was the first time since the Han language competition that he had been looked down upon. How could he tolerate it?!