Chapter 85

It's unknown how long it had been, but the competition for the Bronze List was gradually coming to an end. Lu Shaoyou didn't pay much attention; these ordinary disciples were of little concern to him. The only somewhat surprising thing was that Niu Man had managed to break into the top ten. This ox demon relied on his own strength, and his path was quite similar to his own.

"Clang!" A bell rang in the air, and the entire square trembled slightly. The Bronze List, floating in mid-air, changed slightly, listing one hundred names. Among them, Niu Man was ranked ninth.

"Now, it's the Silver List competition!" An old demon in a white robe stepped out and addressed the disciples, "The first match, on Platform Eight, is between Yu Mosheng and Gao Feng!" The disciples, upon hearing that the core disciples' matches were about to begin, immediately focused their attention.

"Yu Mosheng? He's one of the Silver List experts from the last outer gate competition! He's already on the field so soon!"

"Who knows who this Gao Feng is? He doesn't seem to have much of a reputation among the core disciples!"

"So, Senior Brother Yu Mosheng is sure to win! I wonder how much of his strength he'll reveal?"

"Haha, I bet he can only last about ten moves."

As the disciples chattered, a young man in black attire slowly walked onto Platform Eight. He wore a purple-gold crown and a white jade belt, with eyebrows that slanted into his temples, giving him a heroic and imposing presence. He carried a long saber on his back, and a faint aura of blade energy emanated from his body.

"Look! It's Senior Brother Yu! Go, Senior Brother Yu!"

"Take out that kid!" A group of disciples shouted and cheered from below.

On the other side, another young man slowly walked up. Compared to the black-clad youth, this one seemed much more ordinary, even somewhat shabby. He wore a blue robe, with no extra words or decorations. His hair was casually draped, giving him a laid-back appearance. His face was pale, and his lips lacked color. He held a blood-red long sword and calmly walked onto Platform Eight, standing there.

Lu Shaoyou, who had been looking at the two with a lazy gaze, suddenly saw a glint of interest in his eyes. He first looked at Yu Mosheng and shook his head. Yu Mosheng had the cultivation of the Fifth Heaven of Foundation Establishment, which was quite impressive. However, he clearly couldn't control his cultivation well, likely due to his recent advancement, making his grasp of his power not yet profound. In contrast, Gao Feng was more skilled. His cultivation was almost at the Fifth Heaven of Foundation Establishment, and his aura was harmonious and stable, with no leaks. Moreover, Lu Shaoyou could sense that Gao Feng's sword was extraordinary.

Lu Shaoyou shook his head slightly; Yu Mosheng was going to lose badly.

Yu Mosheng looked at Gao Feng indifferently and shook his head. "You should step down. You're not my match."

"There's no need for that," Gao Feng said calmly, with a nonchalant expression. "Because the one who will lose is definitely you!"

Yu Mosheng raised an eyebrow, and Gao Feng's arrogance infuriated him. He glared at Gao Feng with a sinister look. "You said it. Since you're looking for death, I'll send you on your way!"

Yu Mosheng suddenly drew his saber, and his aura changed dramatically. A powerful blade energy surged across the entire arena, rolling like a wave, making the skin of the onlookers sting. Yu Mosheng took a step forward, standing like a great saber, and slashed down with a fierce killing intent.

"Let's see how you dodge! Dodge! If you dodge, you're dead!" Yu Mosheng roared in his heart.

Gao Feng narrowed his eyes, and his pale hands grabbed the air, releasing a powerful force that struck the side of Yu Mosheng's saber, causing it to vibrate violently. Gao Feng moved forward at an incredible speed, bursting with a surging sword energy. The sharp sword energy rose into the air and quickly stabbed at Yu Mosheng.

"Look! Gao Feng is actually counterattacking!"

"He actually broke Senior Brother Yu Mosheng's 'One Slash to Cut the Flow'!" Some disciples exclaimed in surprise. Yu Mosheng was not an unknown figure; he had been nominated for the Silver List in the past! Although he was only ranked ninety-ninth, he was still a Silver List expert!

"Who would have thought there was someone like this among the core disciples besides Lu Shaoyou! Another hidden expert has emerged!"

"Who would have thought, who would have thought!"

"Hmph! —— Senior Brother Yu Mosheng isn't necessarily comfortable yet, he just broke the first move!"

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Lu Shaoyou shook his head slightly. Gao Feng was indeed formidable, directly countering with force! Yu Mosheng was going to lose, and Gao Feng hadn't even drawn his sword yet. He was not far from defeat.

Yu Mosheng, being a skilled expert, was slightly startled but quickly regained his composure. He retreated about five zhang, and with a backhand slash, he extinguished the approaching sword energy. Gao Feng pursued relentlessly, taking a step forward and following closely, moving at an incredible speed, as if he had some divine speed technique.

Yu Mosheng took a deep breath, his body paused, and he moved like a dragon and tiger, his muscles contracting. His right hand drew a saber in a mysterious trajectory, and this blade energy was much stronger than before, bright like a candle flame. Yu Mosheng's muscles bulged, and his body emitted a faint, domineering aura. He moved like a dragon and tiger, slashing down with one powerful strike after another, the blade energy covering the entire arena like a heavy snowfall.

"Snow Fills the Universe! Charge Forward!" Yu Mosheng's face was fierce, and the blade energy around him surged.

Lu Shaoyou nodded slightly. Yu Mosheng had finally found his rhythm. Gao Feng, however, frowned slightly, looking at the dense blade energy. Although his speed was fast, there was too much blade energy. If he continued, he would likely be torn to pieces!

Gao Feng's eyes flashed with a surging light. It seemed he had no choice! Thinking this, he loosened his grip on the long sword and slowly drew it out. As soon as the sword was drawn, a terrifying aura of blood and corpses spread out. Although this aura was much weaker than Lu Shaoyou's, it was still impressive. This sword must have killed many people to turn blood-red.

Gao Feng dodged the blade energy while slowly saying, "Yu Mosheng, you're not my match! I said it, and it's true. I thought I wouldn't need this sword to deal with you, but you've exceeded my expectations and mastered such a technique. It seems I have to use this sword early."

Ding —— The blood-red sword hummed, as if extremely pleased, responding to Gao Feng's words.

"One sword to sever the soul, two swords to mourn the mountains and rivers!" Gao Feng roared, his entire body bursting with a surging killing aura. The blood-red sword energy wrapped around Yu Mosheng like blood-red threads.

Yu Mosheng's expression changed, and he slightly sank, planting his feet firmly on the ground like a tree rooted in the earth. He stood steadily and slashed out, trying to block Gao Feng's two strikes.

However, at that moment, a scene of melancholy suddenly enveloped him, as if he were standing alone by a railing in the midst of a vast, sorrowful autumn rain. This was followed by a sense of despair, as if the mountains and rivers were shattered, his life was in turmoil, and his ambitions were unfulfilled. He was stunned, and by the time he came to, he had been thrown off the platform.

"Platform Eight! Gao Feng wins!"

The crowd below, those who understood, were amazed, while those who didn't were puzzled, not knowing what had happened. Even Yu Mosheng looked incredulous. Lu Shaoyou smiled slightly. Gao Feng was interesting; he could use illusions to confuse his enemies, making them unable to escape.

"Platform Eleven, Su Hanshan vs. Tian Fang, Su Hanshan wins!"

...

"Platform Seventeen! Lu Shaoyou vs. Qiu Qianren!" The old demon with a white beard announced slowly. The entire square fell silent at the mention of Lu Shaoyou's name, and the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. Lu Shaoyou, hearing that it was finally his turn, slowly stood up, emitting a world-dominating aura, as if he held the universe in his hands, controlled life and death, and looked down on all the heroes of the world. He walked step by step towards Platform Seventeen, and the entire square was silent.

On the seat of the Holy Son, a handsome young man in a white robe was slightly stunned, looking at Lu Shaoyou with a playful expression. This is Lu Shaoyou, the one mentioned by Huo Lei?

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