Long River Eternity

Ji Haoyu lightly swung the sword in his hand, and the sword flashed with cold light, creating several gorgeous sword flowers. After a moment of adjustment, he shouted in a deep voice: "Begin!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Hao rushed towards Ji Haoyu without saying a word. His body was as fast as lightning and he was in front of him in a flash. His fists were as fast as the wind and he threw dozens of punches in an instant. The sky full of fist shadows pounced on Ji Haoyu like a storm.

Ji Haoyu's face was calm, without any sign of panic. He just raised his hand and thrust out a sword. This seemingly ordinary sword turned into countless sword shadows at the moment of thrusting out. Not only did it block the oncoming fists one by one, but some of the sword shadows were like arrows shot from a bow, heading straight for Feng Hao.

Feng Hao looked at the whistling sword light and was shocked. He quickly retreated backwards. However, even so, there were still a few shallow blood marks on his arms.

Feng Hao had never expected that the opponent's sword moves were so sharp. He did not dare to slack off at all. The golden patterns on his arms flashed, and he rushed towards Ji Haoyu again.

Ji Haoyu also did not retreat. Holding a long sword in his hand, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword, just like a spear rushing into the enemy camp, carrying an indomitable momentum, and facing Feng Hao's powerful punch.

"The third move of Xuanyuan Sword Technique, Breaking the Army!"

"Ding!"

A sharp and piercing sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out. Although Ji Haoyu was full of momentum, his strength was slightly weaker, and he was knocked back repeatedly by Feng Hao's powerful punch.

Seeing this, Feng Hao immediately took advantage of the situation and kicked towards Ji Haoyu who was retreating with a golden light on his legs.

Ji Haoyu steadied his body, jumped up, cleverly dodged Feng Hao's attack, and then swooped down from mid-air, waving the sword in his hand, sword shadows filled the sky, and then all the sword shadows converged at one point, stabbing towards Feng Hao like a meteor.

"The fourth move of Xuanyuan Sword Technique, Seizing the Commander!"

Feng Hao took a heavy step, and the granite under his feet instantly cracked. Then Feng Hao punched the sky with all his strength. A huge golden fist shadow shot up into the sky and swept towards the attacking Ji Haoyu.

The fist shadow and the sword shadow collided violently in mid-air. The sword shadows shattered one after another, and the fist shadow was also blocked in mid-air, unable to advance any further.

As the endless sword shadows continued to impact the fist shadow, a crack suddenly appeared on the fist shadow, and the crack quickly spread and expanded. Finally, when Ji Haoyu himself stabbed the fist shadow, the fist shadow shattered with a loud bang.

Ji Haoyu was unstoppable, and just like the name of his sword move, he vowed to take the commander's head, and stabbed Feng Hao with great momentum.

Ji Haoyu came at him swiftly and as fast as lightning. Seeing that Feng Hao had no way to avoid him, a golden light flashed in his left hand. At the critical moment, he grabbed the sword and swung it hard, throwing Ji Haoyu out. His palm was instantly torn apart and blood instantly dyed the entire palm red.

Seeing Feng Hao was injured, Ji Haoyu saw the opportunity and he couldn't miss it. As soon as he landed, he immediately raised his sword again and rushed towards Feng Hao, and used another move to seize the leader. The sword shadows in the sky were like a surging wave, rushing straight towards Feng Hao.

Feng Hao had already suffered a loss once, so he decided to avoid the enemy's attack. He suddenly spread his wings behind him, and in a flash, he disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, with his super high movement speed, he left one after another afterimage around Ji Haoyu, making it difficult for him to tell where Feng Hao's real body was.

The shadows on the arena became more and more numerous, and the distance between them and Ji Haoyu was getting closer and closer. Ji Haoyu looked around, but still couldn't find Feng Hao's whereabouts.

He suddenly thrust his sword into the ground, and a large amount of sword energy surged out from the sword, sweeping in all directions.

"The first move of Xuanyuan Sword Technique, Breaking the Formation!"

Wherever the sword energy passed, the afterimage instantly disappeared. When Ji Haoyu looked around again, there was nothing around, and there was still no sign of Feng Hao.

Ji Haoyu was shocked and looked up at the sky immediately. He saw Feng Hao in mid-air, with a huge amount of energy condensed in his hands.

The next second, an extremely thick beam of energy shot out from Feng Hao's hand and hit Ji Haoyu directly.

Ji Haoyu immediately let go of the sword in his hand. The sword did not fall, but hung between his hands.

Ji Haoyu continuously poured energy into the long sword, then swung the sword forward. The long sword instantly transformed into a huge sword phantom, which rushed straight into the sky and stabbed towards the incoming beam of light.

"The seventh move of Xuanyuan Sword Technique, Tongtian!"

"boom!"

The sound of the collision between the shadow and the light column shook the sky. The two were deadlocked in the air, neither giving in.

"Break it for me!" With Feng Hao's angry shout, the golden patterns on his body suddenly became brighter.

Ji Haoyu suddenly felt the pressure increase dramatically. He did not move his feet, but his whole body began to move slowly backwards. Two deep marks were imprinted on the hard granite under his feet.

At this moment, a crisp "crack" sound was heard, and the greatsword's shadowy form finally gave way, and cracks began to appear on the tip of the sword. A thousand-mile dam can be breached by a single ant hole; once a crack appeared, it spread across the entire blade at lightning speed.

The sound of "cracking" continued, and finally, the entire shadow of the greatsword collapsed, and even the sword itself was broken into two pieces under the bombardment of the light column.

The energy beam blasted towards Ji Haoyu with endless power. Ji Haoyu's pupils shook violently and he leaped back in a hurry.

However, although he avoided the direct bombardment of the light column, the impact caused by the explosion when the light column hit the ring still knocked him away.

Ji Haoyu rolled several times in the air and finally stabilized his body, but saw that Feng Hao had already appeared in front of him, swinging his iron fist towards him.

Ji Haoyu, who was holding a long sword before, might be barely as strong as Feng Xi, but now that he has lost his long sword, he is probably not much stronger than Zhang Lin. Whether in speed or strength, there is a huge gap between him and Feng Hao.

Ji Haoyu raised his hands and took Feng Hao's punch. He immediately felt as if his arms were broken and felt a piercing pain.

However, at this moment, Feng Hao's second punch followed, and Ji Haoyu was no longer able to support himself. He was knocked down from the air by Feng Hao's punch and fell heavily on the ring.

Ji Haoyu struggled to get up. His arms were no longer able to lift. He stood there in a panic, looking at Feng Hao in the air. He smiled miserably and whispered, "I give up."

When the audience heard Ji Haoyu admit defeat, thunderous cheers broke out and they began to shout Feng Hao's name.

“Feng Hao!” “Feng Hao!” “Feng Hao!”

After these games, Feng Hao's outstanding performance has already impressed all the audience.

Ji Haoyu was quickly taken away by medical staff for treatment. Feng Hao heard the cheers of the audience around him, and as Lin Ding had said, he bowed to the audience again to express his gratitude, and then walked off the stage.

The competition for the third place was originally supposed to go on, but with the opponent's withdrawal, Feng Xi directly won the third place.

There was no award ceremony in this era, and the youth martial arts competition came to a successful conclusion.

However, at this moment, the anticipation on the faces of the audience became more and more intense, simply because a most exciting game was about to be staged.