Sword Conquers Heaven

The arena was filled with cheers. Everyone was excited. The third round of the semi-final was finally about to begin. Today, the finals would be decided. Would the eight seed teams continue to march forward, or would they kill a dark horse?    

    

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Feiyu Country and Lei Kesi. If they wanted to create a miracle... The biggest possibility would be them. The Lei Kesi was now the biggest dark horse. In the past, they had always been defeated in the first round. This time, they had made it to the third round. They were absolutely heaven defying.    

    

"Hehe, so it really is Brother Qin Feng. He really isn't simple." Xu Wancai looked at Qin Feng and chuckled.    

    

"It's that kid!" Jin Zilai's eyes revealed a cold glint as he stared at Qin Feng and clenched his fists. There was a killing intent in his eyes.    

    

"Haha, damned Golden Retriever. Look at you. In the past, you must have suffered a loss from this little brother of mine in Secret Mansion of Great Emperor Ling Yan." Xu Wancai couldn't help but ridicule when he saw this.    

    

"Golden Retriever, is that rumor true? Three years ago, you and Lu Ziyang lost to a young man in Secret Mansion of Great Monarch?" The silver-haired man said in surprise.    

    

"Hmph, I was just taken advantage of by that kid." Jin Zilai crossed his arms and snorted angrily.    

    

"Hehe, I haven't seen you suffer for a long time. How interesting." Xu Wancai burst into laughter without any hesitation.    

    

On the other side, Son of Light and Lu Ziyang were also stunned when they saw Qin Feng. "It's him..."    

    

The smile on his face was still the same, and his eyes were burning. He looked at Qin Feng for a long time without saying anything.    

    

Beside him, Luo Xiaoyu thought in her heart, Qin Feng, does he still remember me? That day, he..."    

    

A scene appeared in her mind. In a secret room, in a pool, the two of them faced each other.    

    

Luo Xiaoyu's face instantly turned red, interrupting her own memories.    

    

"Eh? It's that person?" The woman in red beside Luo Xiaoyu also recognized Qin Feng and let out a soft exclamation of surprise. She immediately noticed Luo Xiaoyu's expression and could not help but ask in surprise, "Xiaoyu, what happened to you? Why is your face so red?"    

    

Hearing her words, Lu Ziyang also looked over and could not help but have a stern expression. He extended his hand to brush Luo Xiaoyu's forehead and asked softly, "Xiaoyu, what is wrong with you? Are you sick? "    

    

"I, I am fine." Luo Xiaoyu hurriedly replied.    

    

"Your face is so hot. You don't have a fever, right?" The red clothed woman's name was Lou Xinnuan and she was Luo Xiaoyu's closest friend. She reached out and touched her face as she said.    

    

"Warm, Brother Lu, I'm really fine."    

    

At this moment, a voice sounded and suppressed the entire crowd, "Everyone, the 302nd batch of Large National Competition has welcomed the final round of the semifinals. Today, the final spot will be selected for the finals, and the finals will be held three days later. Now, everyone, please give our warmest applause to these geniuses who have come from all over the world and have fought for the ultimate glory until now! Let us cheer for them and be proud of them!"    

    

Instantly, everyone felt their blood boiling, and they couldn't help but clap and cheer as the 128 geniuses on the stage.    

    

The arena was drowned in cheers and applause. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the hundred over geniuses on the stage shouting and offering their most glorious gifts.    

    

Qin Feng and the others stood there and received the compliments from everyone. Immediately, their emotions surged and a sense of pride arose spontaneously.    

    

"Is this the highest glory? Accept the cheers and praises of the world. This kind of feeling is truly wonderful. It's easy to be intoxicated and addicted." Qin Feng muttered, but his expression did not change at all.    

    

Lei Nuoer, who was at the front, also had a calm expression. He had completely changed. If it was in the past, he would definitely be proud and enjoy this kind of glory.    

    

Qin Kui still had a lazy expression on his face. He didn't really like these things.    

    

Xu Ziyan was the same. He had an indifferent expression on his face. His eyes were closed, and he didn't show any reaction.    

    

Wu Wenshuang had a smile on her face. When she heard the sound that resounded throughout the entire scene, the cheers that filled the sky were somewhat joyful.    

    

Behind her stood a Cyan Clothed Man with a folding fan in his hand. His gaze was focused on Wu Wenshuang, as if the cheers around him had nothing to do with him. It was as if he had turned a deaf ear to all the noise, and his eyes were only focused on the beautiful figure in front of him. This person was Tian Yi, and he was going to fight in place of the severely injured Fann Hao.    

    

Lia Tian had a simple and honest smile on his face. This had become his symbol. No matter what the situation was, it would always be the same.    

    

At the end of the line was a man in black. His eyes were closed, and he was neither sad nor happy. It was Liu Yu, who had fought on behalf of Ike.    

    

After a moment, the voice sounded once again, "Alright, let's not talk anymore. I now declare the third round of the semifinals to begin!"    

    

As his voice faded, the sixteen teams on the platform moved at the same time, heading towards their respective arenas.    

    

The third round of the semifinals was somewhat different from the previous two rounds. This time, there were a total of seven matches, with a four-win system. This was to consider the overall strength of a country. The restrictions on treasures were also greatly relaxed, and each person could use five treasures. Grade: One must not exceed the grade of a fifth-grade Lord Treasure.    

    

On the southern side of the arena, Qin Feng and the others quickly arrived. Their expressions were somewhat heavy. The competition was finally about to begin. They were going to face their final and strongest enemy - Kan Miluo.    

    

Lei Nage and Liang Ruxi had arrived long ago, cheering and cheering for everyone.    

    

"Qin Feng, you will be the first one to enter the arena this time. Try your best to fight, but don't force yourself too much." Lei Nage came to Qin Feng's side and said to him. Then, he patted Qin Feng's shoulder with a solemn expression.    

    

Qin Feng nodded his head and walked towards the ring without saying a word.    

    

"Little brother, do your best!" Wu Wenshuang shouted loudly.    

    

However, Qin Feng acted as if he did not hear her. Step by step, he walked towards the stage. A dense aura gradually gathered around his body.    

    

On the opposite side, a black-clothed man slowly appeared in his line of sight. His cold face revealed a coldness. His eyes were like the eyes of an eagle, shooting out two sharp rays of light. He was Caesar, and he could be said to be the strongest person in Kan Miluo's Sword Cultivator.    

    

"It's him... I never thought that my opponent would be him. However, it's only because of this that it's worth fighting." Qin Feng thought in his heart and stood in the middle of the stage.    

    

"Heh, Qin Feng, right? I never thought that the Lei Kesi would send you here to die first." Caesar stared at Qin Feng and spoke slowly. His tone sounded a little frivolous, "Admit defeat quickly. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold myself back from killing you."    

    

"You can't resist killing me?" Listening to his opponent's words, Qin Feng sneered in his heart. Two beams of cold light shot out from his eyes, "Then let's see who killed who!"    

    

"Let the competition begin." At this moment, an aged voice sounded. It was Elder Chen who had spoken, announcing the start of the competition.