Shen Yuan Ring

After the group leader announced the competition rules, the second round of the competition officially began.

"In the first match, Ji Daoyi will face Wang Xun."

After the two exchanged polite greetings, Ji Daoyi defeated Wang Xun in a single move. Wang Xun didn't even see the opponent's move clearly before he was sent flying off the stage.

Facing an opponent like Wang Xun, who was at the second level of the Skin Refining Realm, Ji Daoyi had no interest in using any Yuan Techniques. He casually struck Wang Xun with a palm, sending him flying. It was only thanks to Ji Daoyi that Wang Xun had restrained a lot of his power; otherwise, Wang Xun would not have simply been sent flying off the stage.

Seeing Wang Xun fall off the stage, the manager announced directly, "Ji Daoyi wins the first match."

"The second match is between Ji Xiaohu and Wang Mingyue."

Before Ji Xiaohu could even step onto the stage, Wang Mingyue immediately conceded defeat to the steward. She had personally witnessed Wang Xun being knocked off the stage and was now lying in the medical room. Although he had taken some medicine immediately and was mostly recovered, he would need to rest for several days.

Knowing full well that they couldn't win the game, they didn't admit defeat beforehand and ended up getting beaten up. Nobody's stupid.

Seeing Wang Mingyue's timidity, the manager didn't say anything and directly announced Ji Xiaohu's victory.

"Brother Dao, I didn't expect to get to advance in the second round without even having to play, thanks to you."

"I didn't expect them to be so mentally fragile, not even having the courage to step into the ring."

“That’s not called weakness, that’s called a wise choice. If you know you have no hope of winning, why would you go into the ring and get beaten? You’re not stupid.”

"How do you know you're not good enough if you don't try? Do you think you can lose your life in a competition? Even if you lose, you have to have the courage to step onto the stage. Otherwise, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?"

In the following matches, the players started to follow suit and began to concede defeat. Perhaps they didn't want to be like Wang Xun, or perhaps they knew they were just going through the motions.

Only the last two groups played their matches without directly conceding defeat.

With the manager announcing Wang Dan's victory in the eighth match, the first round of the competition came to an end.

"There will be a 15-minute break, and then the draw will begin."

……

During the break

"Brother Dao, who do you think has a chance to get the fifth spot?" Ji Xiaohu and the others sat together.

"It's hard to say. Although Ji Xuefeng's cultivation level is the highest among them, I haven't seen him fight, so I don't know what Yuan techniques he has learned." Ji Daoyi didn't dare to draw a conclusion either. "But that Wang Dan is not simple. If I'm not mistaken, his Seven Star Blade is close to minor mastery, and his combat experience is much stronger than his opponent just now."

"That means Wang Dan also has a chance."

"Yes, provided that Ji Xuefeng's Yuan Technique isn't very good, and then he's a bit arrogant and conceited, then Wang Dan will have a chance."

"Therefore you cannot underestimate any opponent, especially one at the same level."

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and Ji Daoyi and the others soon gathered together to draw lots.

Manager: "The group that draws the same number will compete. Number one, please come up to the stage."

Upon seeing the two people stepping onto the stage, Ji Daoyi raised an eyebrow. "I didn't expect it to be these two. They're really destined to meet. I was just talking about them, and I didn't expect to run into them so soon!"

"Zihan, Puyu, what are your numbers?"

"I am number two"

"I am number four"

"Little Tiger, what about you?"

"I'm number three, Brother Dao, what about you?"

"Haha, you'll see when you get on the stage." Ji Daoyi smiled mysteriously.

"You...you're not number three too, are you? Why am I so unlucky? I ran into you in the second round. How am I supposed to win?!"

"Alright, even if you cry and make a scene, I won't give in. That would be extremely disrespectful to you, and you don't want to have a bad reputation, do you?"

On the stage,

Despite only being at the fourth level of the Skin Refining Realm, Wang Dan did not choose to concede defeat because Ji Xuefeng was a level higher than him. Instead, he stepped onto the arena, ready to fight, full of fighting spirit!

He seemed to be really looking forward to the upcoming match!

Seeing Wang Dan's performance, Ji Daoyi's lips curled up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured, "Interesting!"

"You didn't admit defeat right away when you met me? You don't actually think you can beat me just because you defeated some trash, do you?" Ji Xuefeng said contemptuously as he saw Wang Dan wielding the Seven Star Blade, his fighting spirit soaring.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dan snorted coldly and retorted without holding back, "Whether I can defeat you or not, we'll only know after we fight. You don't think you're invincible just because that guy at the second level of the Skin Refining Realm surrendered without a fight last time!"

"In that case, let's see who's the best!"

"Right on my mind."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Wang Dan struck first, unleashing a horizontal slash with her Seven Star Blade. A flash of cold light appeared on the blade, and Ji Xuefeng felt a chill, quickly using his movement technique to dodge.

Even though he reacted quickly, a section of his hair was still chopped off.

Seeing that his first attack had missed, Wang Dan immediately gripped his knife and thrust forward again.

Seeing Wang Dan's long knife suddenly thrusting towards him, Ji Xuefeng immediately leaned back, used one hand to push off the ground, and quickly launched himself into the air to kick Wang Dan's wrist that was holding the knife.

Wang Dan sensed Ji Xuefeng's intention, and immediately retracted the long sword that was thrusting with her right hand, smoothly twirling it to deftly deflect Ji Xuefeng's aerial kick.

Fearing his right foot would be struck by the blade, Ji Xuefeng immediately tried to retract his kicking right foot. However, with no foothold in the air, it was not so easy for him to withdraw his strength, and he suffered a backlash from his own power.

Throughout the match, he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and Wang Dan immediately pressed her advantage, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Ji Xuefeng was forced to constantly dodge using his movement techniques.

It was obvious that Ji Xuefeng had not practiced the Seven Star Saber, otherwise he would not have chosen not to use his Seven Star Saber to fight Wang Dan.

Ji Daoyi, watching from below the stage, observed Wang Dan's knife movements, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. She no longer seemed as eager to win the match as before, but rather seemed to be sharpening her own knife.

Ji Xuefeng had already lost his composure, and his entire fighting rhythm was under Wang Dan's control. He could no longer see that he had become someone else's whetstone.

After a while, Wang Dan's Seven Star Saber, which had reached the initial stage, was advanced to the minor completion stage under Ji Xuefeng's training.

Wang Dan's face lit up with joy, and he began to strike at the heart of the matter, saying, "Thank you for practicing swordsmanship with me for so long. To thank you, I'll use my newly mastered minor swordsmanship technique to send you on your way!"

Ji Xuefeng's eyes widened in shock: "What?"

Already nearly exhausted and suffering from the backlash, he had no strength left to dodge Wang Dan's blade. Terrified, he closed his eyes tightly and frantically raised his hands to block in front of him.

Wang Dan's swift Seven Star Blade was unstoppable, emitting a clang as it slashed directly at Ji Xuefeng, causing the audience below to hold their breath in disbelief.

Even the manager standing nearby was prepared for a rescue.

Buzz

The long sword, which had been slashing down rapidly, suddenly slowed down and stopped a fist's distance from Ji Xuefeng's neck.

Wang Dan looked at the manager and asked, "Does this round count as a win for me?"

The manager gave Wang Dan a deep look, then announced, "Wang Dan wins the first match."

Upon hearing the manager announce Wang Dan's victory, Ji Xuefeng slowly opened his eyes and slumped weakly onto the ring.

Wang Dan left the ring early on.

Ji Xuefeng, who was slumped on the ring, was also carried off.

"Xuefeng is probably not going to make it this season; he'll likely have to forfeit the remaining matches."

"I just heard that he was so scared in the ring that he wet his pants, and the people who carried him off smelled urine."