CHAPTER 464: CHAPTER 464, PROVOCATION

Since the Tea Ceremony has decided the Profound List rankings, naturally it has its own rules. As long as a young talent who is not on the Profound List can defeat a genius on the list, he can occupy that position, which is also a method of ranking.

Swoosh!

However, there are only a few young talents who are determined to challenge the geniuses on the Profound List. Most are just there to watch the excitement, to accumulate their own experience and martial will.

So, apart from Bei Shengxiao, the next thirty to forty matches are basically the exclusive domain of young talents not on the Profound List.

Whoosh!

After fifty matches, a tall young man shot out from his seat and landed steadily at the center of the high platform, his gaze intensely fixed on one of the seats in front.

"Qian Ming, aren’t you coming down?"

The tall young man’s palm showed a shocking metallic luster, his Qi Force surged, causing his long robe to flutter noisily.

Swoosh!

"Li Yi, I didn’t expect you to be so impatient!"

Qian Ming, ranked eighty-second on the Profound List, flew to Li Yi’s front, his momentum instantly crushing towards him.

The most peculiar thing was that Qian Ming had a silver long spear horizontally strapped on his back, the cold light emanating from it like a myriad of stars.

The battle began. Qian Ming was called Cold Light Spear not without reason. With a silver long spear in his hand, spear aura crisscrossed the surroundings, as if they were in water at night, with reflections of crescent moons everywhere.

Li Yi practiced the Body Refining Technique, his moves were simple and brutal, strong and forceful, his defense also exceptional. With his martial will, he managed to withstand the spear momentum of the Cold Light Spear.

"If this is all your strength, you won’t be able to block my next spear."

Qian Ming said faintly.

Li Yi chuckled coldly, "We’re on par, defeating me with one spear is absolutely impossible. Bring it on!"

"Alright!"

Qian Ming took a deep breath, the silver long spear rotated.

The spear’s shadow spun, spiritual power surged, a terrifying deep-sea vortex seemed to appear in front of Qian Ming, pulling the air from all directions. As the spear’s speed increased, the pulling force grew stronger, making Li Yi, who was engaged in combat, momentarily immobile, uncontrollably being drawn towards the spear tip.

"Not good!" Li Yi’s face showed great alarm, spiritual power erupted, he struggled to break free from the pulling force.

"Too late!"

A fleeting spear mark appeared in the air, Li Yi’s protective spiritual power shattered, and a tear appeared in his chest’s clothing. Had his opponent not shown mercy, this spear could have pierced his heart.

"Thank you for letting me win!"

Qian Ming stood with his spear.

"Impressive!"

Li Yi and Qian Ming shared no deep hatred, losing a match meant nothing. Besides, he truly admired his opponent’s spear technique.

"Cold Light Spear Qian Ming, I, Zhou Kong, have long wanted to spar with you. Let’s have a match." From the Profound List seats, someone leaped forward.

Qian Ming frowned; this person was not easy to deal with.

Zhou Kong was the third-ranked young talent in the Ghostly Domain, previously defeated over a dozen people in the last Tea Ceremony, ranked seventy-seventh on the Profound List, a few places higher than Qian Ming, and not to be underestimated.

Moreover, the Ghostly Domain was perpetually shrouded in an evil aura, affecting the temperament and spiritual power of its martial artists to some extent.

"Please guide me!"

Qian Ming spun his spear into a flower.

"Gladly!"

Zhou Kong responded.

Boom!

A dismal black flame erupted, with Zhou Kong’s strength far exceeding Li Yi’s, forcing Qian Ming into continuous retreat, unable to execute the same move that had defeated Li Yi.

"Evil Qi Whirlwind!"

Zhou Kong punched out, the violent and scorching Fist Force struck at high speed, forming chaotic currents that blasted the fully exerting Qian Ming away.

"Zhou Kong won. Although the gap on the Profound List between them isn’t large, as the match went on, the gap grew."

"Indeed, but now other Profound List members won’t sit idly by!"

The watching martial artists’ eyes lit up. Although the Tea Ceremony advocated friendship through martial arts and broadened horizons, many young talents on the Profound List came from the same region, naturally aligning against others.

For example, Cold Light Spear Qian Ming was from the Golden Light Domain, and Wang Qi, who was ranked fifty-first on the Profound List, was also from the Golden Light Domain. Moreover, they were from the same sect. With Qian Ming’s loss, Wang Qi would certainly not stand by for the sake of the Golden Light Domain’s reputation.

"Let me have a go with you!"

Sure enough, as the words fell, a cold-robed young man from the Profound List seats flew down, landing coldly opposite Zhou Kong, his closed eyes shimmering with Sword Aura.

"Please guide me!"

Zhou Kong was not the least bit surprised. To be honest, the strength of Ghostly Domain far surpassed Golden Light Domain. It was well known that the ninth-ranked Ghost Slayer was a young talent from the Ghostly Domain.

Boom!

As soon as Wang Qi made a move, crimson Sword Aura filled the arena, like stars piercing through the sky, the terrifying Sword Force instantly shredding everything between them, with chaotic currents obscuring everyone’s vision.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Zhou Kong’s body stretched, black-red flames igniting on his fists, he launched a series of punches, like an enraged dragon’s roar, shattering the sword light mid-air.

Although Zhou Kong could withstand Wang Qi’s Sword Aura, the situation was not ideal. Wang Qi clearly hadn’t used his full strength, his Sword Aura was relentless, and Zhou Kong was struggling to cope.

Zhou Kong retreated step by step. After dozens of steps, he suddenly leaned forward, like a hunting tiger.

"Evil Qi Whirlwind!"

Zhou Kong punched out, the violent and scorching Fist Force struck high speed, aiming right at Wang Qi.

Puff!

Wang Qi raised his sword, his energy reaching its peak, with a slash, the space echoed rapidly, and the spectators were momentarily blinded.

"Excellent sword technique!"

Watching this, Chu Ming couldn’t help but praise. He wasn’t praising Wang Qi’s strength, but the finesse of his sword technique. Among the Sword Masters he had seen, Wang Qi was considered outstanding.

Whoosh!

A trace of blood flew from the bottom of the blade, with a few drops staining Wang Qi’s face.

"Thanks for the battle!"

Wang Qi responded faintly, not staying on the high platform, but quickly returning to the Profound List seats.

Zhou Long remained silent. Although Wang Qi had defeated him, it didn’t significantly affect his combat strength, only causing minor injuries.

Swoosh!

A crimson figure flew down from the Profound List seats, landing in the center of the platform, revealing a stern face.

"Chu Ming, do you dare to fight me?"

Huo Qingwu was engulfed in flames, his whole body like a fiery person, he coldly stared at Chu Ming.

"I couldn’t wish for more!"

Chu Ming replied calmly, lightly tapping his foot as he shot forward.