The next morning, everyone arrived at the Three Tai Pavilion on time. The judge walked up to the stage and announced, "Today is the men's competition, please have each group of contestants draw lots and take their positions!" After yesterday's competition, the contestants' nerves were even more tense. After receiving the lot, Hong Mao looked at it and said, "This time we're competing in martial arts."

  Xiao Li let out a sigh of relief, fortunately it was just a martial arts competition, otherwise someone like him would be dead meat. Hong Mao saw this and said: "Even if it's just a martial arts competition, you can't let your guard down, don't forget, this is the final match."

  Xiao Li listened and couldn't help but tense up again. At this time, the contestants took their positions, and the judge loudly announced: "The competition has begun! First, the Wuxing Five will face off against the Tianli Wu Guild's Kunwu!" Hong Mao and the others heard this and couldn't help but slightly furrow their brows.

  Yesterday they saw that the Empty Shadow Five were merciless to their opponents, even when they had already won, they still wanted to severely strike their opponents. Hopefully, we won't meet them next...

  On stage, four eyes stared at each other, no one dared to relax. Ying Xi held a folding fan in his hand, apparently this was his weapon.

  While Kunwu held a short knife in both hands, the match began and Yingxi flashed around Kunwu with incredible speed, living up to his name as "Silent Shadow". He left the audience with afterimages, changing positions in the blink of an eye. However, Kunwu didn't lose his footing, using the force from his feet to propel himself forward, as if he had already seen through Yingxi's true form, and stabbed straight at him. Immediately, Yingxi's folding fan clashed with Kunwu's short knife.

  Yingxi's hand grasped the folding fan, striking once, closing once, and turning again, dodging Kunwu's short knife. And Kunwu's short knife was not a benevolent one either, as his right hand went up, his left hand didn't idle, with both eyes focusing on Yingxi's folding fan while also observing his weak points, his left hand waiting for an opportunity to strike another blow, yet every time being dodged by Yingxi.

  After exchanging over a dozen moves, both sides seemed to be getting impatient and increased the intensity of their attacks. At this moment, Kun Wu let out a loud shout and simultaneously connected the two short knives together, forming a long knife, which he wielded with great force to slash down. Ying Xi did not expect him to use this move, and dodging was no longer possible, so he could only try to block it.

  Even with internal force protection, that folding fan would not be able to withstand such a powerful impact and would inevitably suffer damage.

  Who would have thought that Shadow's cold laughter suddenly produced several tiny flying darts in his left hand, which flew towards Kunwu. Kunwu cried out in alarm, just about to pull out his right hand to counterattack, but before he could even react, the flying darts in Shadow's hand had already pierced into Kunwu's waist.

  Kunwu's expression changed, taking advantage of the gap, Yingsi opened his folding fan and pushed it forward, transmitting his inner strength into the fan. With a palm strike, he hit Kunwu's chest, sending him flying out of the arena. Kunwu fell to the ground, spitting out blood, his eyes filled with resentment. Yingsi walked to the edge of the arena, coldly smiling and saying: "Do you really think I only have this one weapon?" "You..." Kunwu wanted to retort, but found himself completely unqualified to do so.

  Indeed, the losers are not qualified. The judge announced: "The winner of this match is, Kage no Ichizoku - Kage! "Under the stage, the cheers continued, highlighting the pride on Kage's face. In the crowd, Mo Ying looked at all this with cold eyes, such a trivial skill, and it was also qualified to participate in the San Tai Ge Grand Comparison. Feng Xuan saw his master's disdainful expression and couldn't help but sigh secretly, not everyone wanted their master to be so powerful.

  It's no wonder, the three major sects are indeed high-level on the surface, but in reality, most of the contestants are only mid-to-high level. Either they want to boost their reputation, or their actual strength is not a threat to the truly powerful ones, and is even... negligible. Why don't the real masters and some martial arts schools come to participate? Because they don't care, although the Jingyuan Pearl is precious, if they really got it, if it's useless, they would naturally keep it well, but there are always some people with ulterior motives who want to steal it, so they have to spend effort to protect and guard it, and they're not that free!

  So, if it were like the Seven Heroes coming to take it, without any unexpected events, the Jingyuan Pearl would be easily obtainable. However, now there are only two left among the Seven Heroes, and Hongmao's martial arts have been completely lost, leaving only Lantou with the greatest chance of winning. Moreover, relying solely on Lantou is impossible, so naturally, the competition will become even more difficult for them. Thinking of this, Feng Xuan lightly shook his head.