CHAPTER 1939: CHAPTER 1942: THE FINAL TEN: REMADE REPECHAGE

Even though Little Dot kept unleashing various inheritance memories for attacks.

However, the sound of Zui Ling Long’s ancient zither became more and more urgent, increasingly louder.

Dense music notes flew out continuously, surprisingly tearing two Zhan Long into fragments.

"Impressive, but I want to see how long you can last, Thousand Leg Thousand Shadow Fist!"

Behind Little Dot, countless arms suddenly appeared, numerous fists then blasted forward simultaneously.

The shadows of fists flickered densely, constantly shattering the music notes.

"The inheritance of the Thousand-Legged Divine Monarch! The fourth one, this kid, no wonder he is confident that he can defeat Zui Ling Long!"

Yet, facing such an attack, Zui Ling Long remained calm, her hands flew across the zither strings with such speed that they left only afterimages.

More music notes were continuously released.

A dense sound of explosions was heard in the air.

"What else do you have? Show it all!"

Zui Ling Long’s calm voice sounded again, releasing an even more powerful aura from her body.

Subsequently, sounds that only appeared in nature began occurring on the platform.

And they emerged simultaneously.

"Music notes, have existed since the moment of the birth of the Imperial Heaven and Earth."

As Zui Ling Long spoke, her hand movements gradually slowed down.

Each movement of her fingers sent out a unique sound, transforming into a terrifying power that shattered Little Dot’s fist shadows.

The trickling sound of flowing water!

The crisp sound of bird chirps!

The roar of a fierce beast!

The cry of a baby!

The roar of Heaven Collapse Earth Split!

Various sounds interwove and completely surrounded Little Dot.

The countless fist shadows suddenly fell apart.

"What?"

Little Dot looked at Zui Ling Long in shock, believing Phoenix Feiye to be the strongest in the Zhengyi Sect, only to find that the third-ranked Zui Ling Long was even more mysterious.

Against this woman, he had used four types of inherited attacks, all of which were completely broken.

"Black Wind Wrath!"

Finally, Little Dot released the fifth type of inheritance memory, the terrifying Black Wind transformed into a raging tornado, rushing towards Zui Ling Long.

"The inheritance memory of the Black Wind King, the fifth type! This kid must have used some special method, otherwise it would be impossible to acquire all these inheritance memories, and he seems to be able to blend them all together and fully utilize them."

Morgan Lawless Heaven couldn’t help but praise: "Genius, this is definitely an unparalleled genius.

His opponent, Zui Ling Long, is also a genius, otherwise facing such an attack from Little Dot, she wouldn’t be able to withstand it either."

The howling Black Wind scattered various music notes, seemingly aiming to attack the weakest point of Zui Ling Long’s defense.

"Unity of Heaven and Man, sound for my usage! Suppress everything! Subdue everything!"

Zui Ling Long seemed to be singing, each of her words turned into a music note, merging into the natural notes of the world, astonishingly transforming into a woman clad in a Seven-Colored Rosy Clouds Robe.

This was not a Martial Soul, but notes taking form.

At that moment, the howling Black Wind was completely obliterated by the notes.

Little Dot couldn’t help but step back four or five steps, his expression darkened to the extreme.

"How can this woman be so strong? Moreover, it seems she is not using inner strength, but soul power, truly difficult to deal with, really tricky."

As he retreated, Little Dot pondered the battle situation.

Thinking back and forth, he figured that only by unleashing his Martial Soul could he bring this battle to an end.

"Kill!"

He suddenly shouted, revealing a sinister glow behind him.

"Alright, let’s call it quits here."

Suddenly, Morgan Lawless Heaven flew onto the platform, saying blandly: "You two are considered evenly matched now, both can advance to the next round."

"A draw?"

The words of Morgan Lawless Heaven made Little Dot somewhat indignant: "I can defeat her."

"Do you really think so? Don’t forget, you’ve been forced to use your Martial Soul, while she hasn’t yet unveiled her Martial Soul or Bloodline Power, do you really think you can win?"

Morgan Lawless Heaven coldly replied.

"Of course, I can! Does the referee really think everyone’s Martial Soul is equally powerful?"

Little Dot replied coolly: "I am unwilling to use my Martial Soul because I do not want to expose my identity, as once my Martial Soul is released, she will have no chance."

"Alright, maybe you have a point, but it’s unnecessary to carry on; if you must face her again, there will be another opportunity in the final ranking battle."

Morgan Lawless Heaven did not argue with Little Dot, as there was some logic to Little Dot’s words.

Some martial artists rely on their Martial Soul, which makes their Martial Soul stronger than others’.

On the contrary, their combat power is somewhat weaker without showing Martial Soul.

In fact, Little Dot still hadn’t truly demonstrated his strength until now; what he showed was all gained in the Purgatory Blood Battle.

This guy cannot be underestimated either.

Mu Wan Shuang, Little Dot, Zui Ling Long, including those martial artists who advanced earlier, truly not a single one is a pushover.

The talents in this era are indeed challenging to choose from.

Morgan Lawless Heaven sighed, thankfully having proposed the resurrection match reform to Xuan Ming, otherwise, many would regretfully leave.

"Zui Ling Long, I will show you my true strength in the ranking match."

Little Dot gave Zui Ling Long a cold glance and turned to exit the ring.

"I’ll be waiting."

Zui Ling Long replied indifferently, as if Little Dot’s threat didn’t mean much to her.

After speaking, she also retreated.

Thus, all eight battles concluded, yet the crowd remained unsatisfied.

Whether it was Mu Wan Shuang’s mysterious strength,

or Joshua Long’s dominating presence,

or Zui Ling Long’s celestial notes, Little Dot’s five inherited memories, all kept people buzzing with interest.

Adding in those already advanced, this final ranking battle will indeed be very exciting.

Because in the ranking battle, everyone inevitably has to fight against the others, no one can avoid it, and then, the strongest will be clear at a glance.

"The third round of battles concluded, with ten people advancing to the final round!

Here, I want to announce a resurrection match!

The rules for the resurrection match are very simple, just like the ranking matches, all martial artists eliminated in the King’s Battle can participate, as encountering some exceptionally strong opponents might have been unfair to them.

We will select ten people from those eliminated to undergo the cube trial together!

Of course, martial artists advancing through the resurrection match will receive a lower-level cube trial.

While the ten who advanced in each battle round will undergo the best cube trial.

So the opportunity is there for you, whether you can seize it depends on your capability."

Morgan Lawless Heaven’s words immediately sparked discussions among the audience.

Some said it was inappropriate.

Others said it was fairer this way.

But regardless, since Morgan Lawless Heaven already stated this, opposition from others would be futile anyway.