Chapter 2453 Sound Waves Transformed into Swords

On another arena, Mu Xiaoyun tightly gripped her long sword, her expression solemn as she faced Wangchen.

It was no wonder she was so nervous, as her opponent was simply too powerful.

Before this, Ximen Feng had already taught her some methods to resist Soul attacks, such as forming a True Qi shield around her body and sealing off her six senses.

While doing so wouldn't provide absolute defense, it was at least much better than before.

When the referee announced the start of the match, she immediately soared into the air, her long sword striking down from above.

“Zheng…”

Wangchen's melodious zither music once again resounded, like celestial music from the Nine Heavens, incredibly beautiful.

However, Mu Xiaoyun on this side did not feel such beauty. The moment her sword struck, it immediately encountered an invisible force.

Although it couldn't be seen or touched, it was extremely powerful, directly pushing her sword back.

Before she could change her move, several sharp Sword Qi sounds whistled through the air, and several fierce Sword Qi streaks brushed past her cheek, followed by several strands of severed hair slowly drifting down from mid-air.

“This…”

Mu Xiaoyun's face turned pale. Although she knew Wangchen was powerful before, she never expected her to be this strong, where the notes she played could transform into fierce Sword Qi.

Even the most foolish person could see that Wangchen had held back; otherwise, those few streaks of Sword Qi would have been enough to take her life.

“I concede!”

She was not an ungrateful person. Since Wangchen had shown mercy, she couldn't shamelessly persist and conceded on the spot.

Seeing Wangchen win a match so effortlessly, everyone around was utterly shocked.

“This Young girl has actually reached the Realm of Sound Wave Transformation into Sword!”

The Grand Elders on the stage all showed astonished expressions, especially Li Miaozhen. At this moment, she had realized that Wangchen before her was definitely a major rival for Leng Qingqiu.

Jue Ran's expression shifted, and a rare hint of pride appeared on her face.

On the other arenas, outstanding Core Disciples like Hua Ruyu also won their matches and advanced to the next round.

Baili Xingkong's gaze shifted towards the other two Disciples from Tiansheng State, and his expression immediately changed drastically.

He had originally thought it was a sure victory, but those two Disciples had already been knocked off the arena, looking utterly miserable.

“This…”

This made his face extremely grim. Although he had control over the allocation of the Disciples' draws, it was still difficult.

Those few Core Disciples couldn't be drawn, or it would be sending his own people to their deaths.

But he never expected that by choosing the two weakest, they would turn the tables and beat his Disciples like dogs.

At this moment, Baili Chengye's voice transmission reached his ear: “Prince, I just had someone check, and it was that Young man Ye who helped these two improve their cultivation yesterday!”

“Damn it, absolutely damn it!”

Baili Xingkong gnashed his teeth in hatred, his eyes blazing with fury.

“Young man Ye, just you wait. I'll see how you die later!”

He now wished the match would end immediately so Nangong Du could go up and slice Ye Bufan into a thousand pieces.

Finally, the first round of ten matches concluded, and Baili Xingkong impatiently announced the start of the second round.

There were a total of twelve players in this round. Besides Ye Bufan, the remaining two had always performed very ordinarily and didn't attract much attention.

Precisely because of this, after the four ascended the stage, almost all the attention of the audience was focused on his side.

Nangong Du chuckled, as if a cat was watching a mouse: “Ye, without that Young girl, I wonder who can protect you now.

If you want to live, kneel down now and lick my shoe soles clean. If this Young Master is happy, I might let you off once.”

Ye Bufan looked at him with icy eyes, filled with killing intent.

“It's a pity your sins are too deep. Even if you kneel and beg me now, I won't let you go. All the pain you inflicted on my brother before, I will return it to you in full today!”

“Hahaha, just with you? You're practically facing death and don't even realize it!”

Nangong Du burst into arrogant laughter. As a Core Disciple of the Nine Star Sect, he had absolute confidence, believing that no one among his peers could surpass him.

“Since you don't know what's good for you, then I'll let you taste what it's like to wish you were dead later!

Aren't your Medical skill good? Watch me break all ten of your fingers, how will you treat yourself then?

I'll cripple your Dantian, let's see if you can still heal it!”

As this fellow spoke, his face became terrifyingly distorted, his eyes emitting a beast-like glow.

At this moment, the referee beside them no longer gave the two an opportunity to converse and directly announced the start of the match.

“Ye, go to hell!”

Nangong Du leaped into the air, extending a massive palm and grabbing towards Ye Bufan.

As a Void Tempering Peak expert, he unleashed his full strength, and a powerful pressure instantly swept across the entire arena.

The crowd below shook their heads, sighing inwardly for this Young man.

In many people's eyes, this was a match with no suspense.

Given Nangong Du's previous ruthless display, Ye Bufan was destined for a bad end. Having his cultivation crippled would be light; he might not even keep his life.

Seeing this scene, Baili Xingkong's face revealed a delighted smile; the anticipated scenario was about to unfold.

Ximen Feng glanced at him, her smile full of mockery.

Nangong Du's palm strike was meant to be a sure hit, but suddenly a figure flashed before his eyes, and Ye Bufan disappeared.

He inwardly thought, “Not good,” and prepared to dodge, but it was already too late.

Immediately after, a sharp pain shot through his chest, as if struck by a giant hammer, instantly tearing his True Qi body shield to shreds.

With one punch to the chest, he flew backward, and before he even landed, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

“This… what's going on? How is he so strong?”

Nangong Du was filled with horror. Before this, he had fantasized about how he would brutally abuse his opponent, but he never expected such a result.

He had always thought that the powerful one was Qingqiu, and Ye Bufan was nothing, just trash, an ant compared to himself, but now he realized how incredibly wrong he was.

But in the end, he still couldn't understand. How could someone of his age have such powerful cultivation, especially coming from the weakest Tianluo State? It simply didn't make sense.

But at this moment, Ye Bufan gave him no time to ponder. He moved like a shadow, closely following and pouncing forward.

“Die!”

Regardless, Nangong Du was a Core Disciple of the Nine Star Sect. Although he was at a disadvantage in one move, he did not panic and unleashed another punch while still in mid-air.

But what he never expected was that his punch had no effect whatsoever. His wrist was then gripped tightly by Ye Bufan.

Immediately after, his chest went numb, and his acupoints were completely sealed.

At this point, Nangong Du was completely flustered. He no longer cared about his previous revenge plan and opened his mouth to concede.

But then, to his horror, he found his mouth wide open, yet no sound could be produced; his mute acupoint was also sealed.

Boundless fear rose from his heart. At this moment, he realized how terrifying his opponent was.

“What do you want to do? Let me go quickly! I'm willing to concede!”

He screamed frantically in his mind, but not a single sound came from his mouth.

“What, scared? Weren't you very arrogant just now?”

A cold voice sounded in his ear, “I told you, all the pain you inflicted on my brother, I will return to you, not one bit less.”

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Du heard a 'crack' beside his ear, followed by a tearing pain in his left arm, which had been completely broken into two sections.