Soaring of Galaxia

Hong Li stared at Qin Wushuang with a cold face. The weapon in his hand was a special Chinese Virtuosity halberd. The use of such a long weapon combined the uniqueness of the sword and the spear.

Usually, those who used such weapon would not have any true skills, but only extravagance.

And the other possibility was that they may be an elite warrior.

Qin Wushuang remembered that in the ancient times of his former world, the most famous and brave warrior named Lü Bu had used this halberd.

And Dian Wei, the other famous warrior who had used the short halberd with both hands.

Wang Xiangyu, the one-time tyrannical king used the Long Dragon Halberd of the sky.

Since ancient times, these people that had used the halberd were extremely skillful.

When Qin Wushuang saw Hong Li, he knew that he was not a figure that just was putting up a front. For sure, he must be a practical person since he had the courage to use this halberd.

"Qin Wushuang!"

Hong Li called out coldly and pointed his long halberd, exuding an overflowing momentum: "Your luck from the previous rounds will end here. Today, I will expose your act and your true identity!"

Hong Li’s style had always been domineering and treacherous.

The way he talked was a portion of his personality. Although Qin Wushuang knew about it, he only sneered and opposed him with equal measure: "I heard that you ranked seventh last time? I want to see whether your rank holds any truth."

When the fight had reached this fourth round, they had all passed the incubation period. If you were a legendary giant bird, then it was time for you to soar upwards into the sky.

Compared to his earlier restraints, Qin Wushuang would no longer suppress his ability. He would oppose him with all his power.

When a fight had reached this level, it was unnecessary for Qin Wushuang to conceal himself. And this opponent was enough to let him unleash his true strength.

Since Hong Li was being arrogant, then he would use his best skills to use arrogance against arrogance. And to use craziness against an even crazier actions.

Qin Wushuang decided that he would use speed for this round of battle. He would beat this Hong Li off the stage in one breath and shatter all his arrogance.

Only this way, could he intimidate his opponent in the next round!

Qin Wushuang immediately made his move. He gave a long whistle and drew the Violet Sun Sword in his hand. He slashed horizontally and a vibrant sword light flew out, bringing with it a piercing red light.

While he used the temperament from this sword movement, Qin Wushuang did not hesitate as he increased his speed to attack Hong Li.

When he was dealing with this Hong Li, Qin Wushuang’s tactic was completely different than when he was fighting Xia Feihong. Although Xia Feihong had fast sword moves, he had many flaws.

Hong Li used the Virtuosic Herald. Usually, such weapon had unusual temperament and excelled in long-distance attack with its power. If he allowed him to do whatever he wanted, it would not be easy to win against him.

The best method to deal with a long weapon was close-combat.

A close combat would not allow him to unleash the power of this long weapon.

There was the saying of "An inch of length would have an inch of risk". Of course, in a close combat, the power of the long weapon would be diminished.

Naturally, with this idea in mind, Qin Wushuang would not allow Hong Li distance himself away.

Two spots!

Hong Li’s advantage was his majestic attacks. Indeed, trying to evade in a smaller range was not his strength. Naturally, he was extremely terrified and furious when he saw Qin Wushuang came to attack him as if his life depended on it. On one hand, he waved the long herald to defend himself. On the other hand, he swore at Qin Wushuang for his cunning tricks inwardly.

He stepped backwards and tried to distance himself in order to unleash his dominance in his attacks.

Only, once Qin Wushuang used the Violet Sun Sword, he had used it as freely as spilling the ink. He waved the long sword as nimbly as a needle. Like colorful butterflies, he drew the sword from left and right and each attack moved to pierce Hong Li’s fatal points.

Besides, Qin Wushuang’s attack move had combined with the foot sequence from the <Immortal Virtuous Cloud Steps>. Each time he stepped in sequence to the technique and moved his body, it appeared as if he was circling around Hong Li rapidly. As a result, Hong Li had no chance to escape.

Even if Hong Li had tried to take a half step back, he would feel that Qin Wushuang’s sword had eyes that homed in on his fatal points.

Regardless of how he tried to evade and dodge, he could not withdraw himself completely.

He could only defend the attacks from all sides.

Naturally, he was extremely furious when fighting in this style. He could not unleash his power. On the contrary, the enemy had reduced him to such an embarrassing state. In the eyes of the bystanders, they wouldn’t even know the difference between him and Qin Wushuang.

Currently, Hong Li was feeling somewhat regretful. Before this fight, he had sparred with his fellow Brothers and talked about Qin Wushuang.

Wei Yi, the Head Senior Brother had pointed out exclusively that from the fight between Qin Wushuang and Xia Feihong, he was an elite warrior that excelled in rhythm. He was proficient at controlling the tempo and messing up the opponent’s tempo.

Hong Li had considered this problem. However, he had never expected that he would meet Qin Wushuang. And to his surprise, he didn’t know Qin Wushuang could control the tempo as soon as they started the fight.

In his perspective, once he had unleashed his herald attack moves, he would cover the entire martial arts stage. By that time, the enemy would not be able to control the tempo.

However, he had made the wrong calculations.

Due to Qin Wushuang’s rich combat experiences, his analysis before the fight had reached the point of perfection. As soon as he had entered the stage, he recognised Hong Li’s weapon and made judgments about his weakness and strengths. Next, he launched forceful attacks to control the tempo. This way, Hong Li was unable to unleash his moves.

Hong Li was furious to the point that he wanted to spit blood.

However, there was nothing he could do.

Qin Wushuang’s sword moves revealed more than a thousand variations. Plus with the combination of his strange movement, you could only control him with your superior stages and your Spiritual Qi. Or else, under such close combat, the result of this fight would be determined sooner.

Indeed, when Hong Li made it to the sixty sword attacks, he was one step slower. Thus, Qin Wushuang’s long sword had hit him and with a tearing sound, his shoulder was hit.

The shoulder was the body part that withstood all the power. When this part got hit, it was equivalent to his entire arm losing control. In this sword move, it was apparent that Qin Wushuang had held back his power. If he had used his full power in that slash, he could have cut off his entire arm.

With a face as pale as the ash, Hong Li showed a snarling expression. His lips trembled as if he was cursing in a low voice. His left hand dragged the herald, but he had no strength to attack again.

With his right hand injured, he would be like an idiot mumbling in his dream if he wanted to use one hand to win against the enemy with the herald.

"You let me win." Qin Wushuang put back the Violet Sun Sword to the back of his shoulder. He took a few steps back and looked at Hong Li with his hands crossed his chest.

Apparently, Hong Li was not convinced as he said angrily: "Qin Wushuang, you won because of a fluke. You got the upper hand. If it was a fair fight, I would not lose to you!"

"Both of us had gone up the stage with four limbs, it was a fair fight." Qin Wushuang said lightly, "Hong, you should know that if I had used all my power in that move, then I am afraid you will only be able to use one hand for that herald for the rest of your life."

The muscle on Hong Li’s face trembled. While furious, he had to admit that Qin Wushuang had spoken the truth. If he had used his full power in that sword slash, he would have lost his entire arm.

Hong Li spat on the ground: "Qin Wushuang, don’t give me your pity. I won’t take it."

He remembered how his teacher had praised Qin Wushuang for "Using his morality to convince people". Inwardly, he thought that your little trick might be good to trick an idiot like Xia Feihong. It would be impossible if you wanted me to feel impressed.

Qin Wushuang shook his head helplessly and did not speak a word.

However, that Butler officiating the match said: "Hong Li, do you want to continue to fight or admit defeat, state your intention clearly."

With a pair of red eyes, Hong Li stared at that Butler. For the moment, he could not show his tyrannical actions and swore in a low voice: "This time, you are lucky. Next year, don’t let me meet you on this stage!"

When facing such an opponent that could not admit that they had lost, Qin Wushuang could only smile bitterly.

On the other hand, Zhou Bufan who was watching from afar was extremely disappointed by Hong Li’s performance. If all his disciples had such a personality, then it was not strange that they were under the imperceptible influence of Wei Yi.

He turned to the side and sighed: "Second, indeed, this Qin Wushuang is a person much like his name. He is invincible. For such a young man, it is hard to imagine that he came from a little Subordinate Country. The Bai Yue country is truly fortunate to have someone like him."

Tan Zhongchi also nodded: "I also found it hard to believe. How did the Bai Yue suddenly encounter such a fortuitous event? Historically, we rarely had any Core disciples from the Bai Yue. And this time, such a genius has appeared."

The remaining three Palace Masters were all silent. By this point, they had no choice but to admit the veracity of Qin Wushuang’s talent. If they didn’t, they would be lying to themselves.

Tian Zhixing, the Fifth Palace Master complained again: "Second, you have all the good hands here. For the next, you cannot fight with us when someone as talented as him appears."

With an extremely good humour, Tan Zhongchi smiled: "Ok. I promise to not participate if something like this is to appear again. You guys can go fight amongst yourselves."

Although he seemed to be generous, he knew that most likely, someone like Qin Wushuang would not appear even in the next thirty years. Regarding next time, who knew when would it happen.

Qin Wushuang was not the first one that had ended the competition. The first fight that ended came from Wei Yi and Jian Rui. Jian Rui had followed his teacher’s suggestion and admitted defeat after resisting a few moves. He gave Wei Yi an easy victory.

This way, between the line of the Head Palace Master and the Second Palace Master, they all had one win and one loss. Neither of them had lost their reputation or suffered an overall loss.

Zhou Fu had also won easily. When her opponent faced her, the difference was no less than Jian Rui’s fight against Wei Yi. He also resisted a little and admitted defeat. Along the way, he did not forget to confess his feelings of how he had always admired Zhou Fu. He only hoped to ask Zhou Fu for some suggestions…

The fight between Lü Teng and Deng Bohu was also smart. After probing a few rounds, he knew that he could not win. Thus, he did not rush to attack and admitted defeat after a few moves.

Per Lü Teng’s personality, he did not want to resign. However, he had to make this decision when he thought about his teacher’s plan.

This way, from the four people at the Stargaze Palace, two of them advanced, and two did not make it to the top eight.

Of course, getting disqualified from the top eight was not the end of the world. At least, they had a chance to fight for the ninth and the tenth seat!