A peculiar light washed across the entire place, making the audience return to their stone platforms as the light destroyed the entirety of the battlefield made from the two young man’s clashing intents. Taking over the battlefield, the light transforms the surrounding into something similar to a painting, with only black and white to color everything.
Amidst the monochromatic view, two weapons, one possessing the scenic black and white color of the painting while one displaying a pure white completely different to the previous one’s color, clashes with each other for the last time in this match.
As Wu Xiaotian’s blade and Dao Xuanyuan’s sword came in contact with each other, there are no longer any majestic sights, no drastic change in the surrounding, there’s not even a sound that came out from the exchange, as if everything that they performed are but a mere thrust as well as a simple vertical slash.
However, this is completely different from what the more talented people saw. The final attacks the two unleashed are more than capable of eliminating anyone else in this competition should they want to use it again, and the only reason why it appears to be a normal attack is that the effect of both techniques is the exact polar opposite of each other, making them neutralize each other and causing both techniques to reduce the damage it could have caused to bare minimum.
After the weapons touched, the sword in Dao Xuanyuan’s hands starts forming cracks, causing him to worry as this is a treasured sword given to him by his master. Immediately taking out its sheath from his spatial ring, he carefully placed it inside as if afraid of creating anymore damage in the sword. Fortunately for him, as it is a high-level artifact, it can perform self-repair as long as it can be considered not broken so long as he consistently feed it with his qi.
“A great match, friend, it’s my lost” Dao Xuanyuan, looking with a hint of reverence in his eyes towards the immortal-like young man, cupped his fist again as he declares his surrender.
“A great match indeed, friend” Wu Xiaotian replies while reciprocating the salutations, before meeting his opponent’s eyes again as he speaks again.
“Dao Xuanyuan, you are strong” he said while pointing at the dent in his blade, something unrecognizable through the audiences’ eyes, but something large enough for Dao Xuanyuan to consider as an achievement that he will brag for his entire life.
“You jest, you’re stronger…” Dao Xuanyuan replies as their stone platforms separated from each other.
“Indeed” taking it as compliment, Wu Xiaotian shamelessly agree to it before he remembers about something he’s going to tell him.
“Oh, and one last thing…” he paused as he sheathes the blade in its scabbard, letting it remain tied in his waist, “The blade, sword, or whatever your weapon is, while it is a tool, it is a tool that will accompany you along the way”
Looking at the immortal-like young man, it is only now that Dao Xuanyuan realized that the young man never placed his weapon in his spatial ring, keeping it tied to his waist all throughout the competition, whether he used it on his opponent or not.
“I see… thank you for the advice” Dao Xuanyuan replies as he takes his sword out of the spatial ring again, keeping it tied on the left side of his waist.
“The weapon is your companion…”
“Hahaha, we’re from the same generation yet someone is so far ahead than us, whether talent or comprehension”
“My dear war axe, I am sorry for treating you wrong all these years~~~”
“Oh my lovely spear, I’ll treasure you more from now on!!!”
As what Wu Xiaotian said brings quite the impact and effect to the audience, the matches of the tenth round continue, receiving great reaction from the spectators as the following matches continues to live up to the tittle battle of geniuses albeit being a bit lackluster in comparison to the opening match.
Eventually, the tenth round reaches its final round, causing Wu Xiaotian and his group of friends to be worried as they heard the two names mentioned by the mechanical voice.
{Are you worried?} looking at Wu Xiaotian nearby, one of the names mentioned by the mechanical voice sent a question towards him, more like an assuring rather than an inquiring tone on her voice.
{Yeah, that’s quite the difficult opponent for your skill set after all} Wu Xiaotian replies as he looks at the empress-like lady also staring at him with a smile on her face.
{Don’t worry, big sis here might not win, but I’ll leave a wound or two so that you can fight with him easily} Hua Xian’er replied as she points her thumb towards herself, as if assuring him that she will be safe no matter the outcome of the match.
{Besides, it’s not like I don’t know how to back down when the odds are extremely stacked against me} she added as her stone platform starts moving, the other owner of the mentioned names already descending towards the battle area, their stone platforms merging into one as the mechanical voice announces the start of the battle.
As they look at each other, the arrogant-looking young man initiates the conversation between the two of them, annoying Hua Xian’er so much once she heard the first words that comes out of his mouth.
“Hua Xian’er, kneel and apologize for your previous transgression against me and I’ll let you go with just promising me one thing” looking at the beautiful lady in front of him, Lei Xing couldn’t help but utter those words, trying to take advantage of the situation in order to get this lady for himself.
“I thought you hated my guts?” deciding to play around with this thing she can barely consider a human, Hua Xian’er pretended to act meek and careful as she replies.
“No one can hate a beauty like you, Hua Xian’er, how about it, you want to consider my offer” seeing her act like that, Lei Xing starts getting excited, unable to hold himself back.
“Wow! I never knew you have such glib tongue, pity I know someone even better than you, not only in terms your way with woman but everything else” disgusted at the way he acted, Hua Xian’er decided to cut the act short as all the words she said starts enraging the young man, whose body already starts turning into a corporeal form.
“You’re tricking me!???” he asked, his voice loud causing all the stone platforms in the surrounding to tremble.
“Say Lei Xing, do you really think I’m like all those bland girls you conquered? Oh my word, forget about conquered, that will be too insulting to those ladies, let me rephrase that…” Hua Xian’er talks while taking out her sword from the scabbard hanging on her waist.
“Do you really think I’m like all those bland girls you forced yourself into?” pointing the sword towards the arrogant-looking young man, Hua Xian’er said with a mocking smile on her face, ready to take on whatever her opponent throws on her.
“You will regret this, bitch!!!” as the anger starts clouding his mind, Lei Xing charged towards the lady in front of her, trails of lightning left behind his path, the absurd speed causing the audience to gasp in surprise as they couldn’t even follow the trail of the young man in his lightning covered form.
