The God Cultivator Xiao Wang
Ch. 64 ~ Semifinal Round II

The aura released by Chen Xue was only momentary. He retracted his aura, then spoke out loudly.

"Alright everyone, welcome back to the Intergenerational Han Empire tournament. After several days of being held, we finally arrived at the peak day of this Tournament!" Chen Xue said as she pressed down on each of her sentences. It was as if asserting to the people who released that killing intent to not mess around and disrupt the course of the tournament.

"To our four finalists, it is expected to enter the arena stage soon!"

Hearing Chen Xue's call, the four finalists immediately jumped up and landed on the arena stage. They exuded an aura full of confidence and were ready to fight.

"Congratulations to those of you who have qualified in this round. Here you will fight twice. Where the first fight is the semi-final round and the second is the final round. Those who lost in the semifinals will again fight for the champion three. The rules are still the same as the previous rounds. So to shorten the time, let's just start this show!" Abstinently saying, Chen Xue was immediately greeted with a standing ovation from the spectator bench.

After the thunderous claps began to subside, Chen Xue again let out his voice.

"For all four participants, please select each one of these four rolls of paper randomly, as your number appears."

Chen Xue showed the four small paper scrolls floating in the air to the four participants. They chose each of their paper rolls.

"Please see in which order will you perform?! After that, for those who get a second chance to perform, please leave the stage to wait for your turn, while for those who get the first turn to perform remain in place."

"Number 2!" muttered softly Xiao Wang. After that he jumped and then sat on a special bench of semifinal participants. Together with Bing Xue Li, while the ones left on the arena stage were Pan Ye Lin and Song Cai.

This time no one came down. The fight would be guided directly by Chen Xue.

"Both participants get ready! Fight began..."

Chen Xue allowed the two of them to fight, but the two people had yet to show any movement. Staring at each other, Song Cai looked at Pan Ye Lin with a trivial gaze. Different things with Pan Ye Lin who looked so wary of this opponent.

Indeed, in each round, both of them can easily win the fight, so these two people are arguably equally strong.

"I'll be kind to you by giving you a choice. Between giving up from scratch, or wait for one of your– bones I break! Even though you're a pretty girl, I don't care." Song Cai said in a cold tone, the aura emanating from his body is so dark, that it makes people who have a nut mentality will immediately be frightened.

"Compulsive... We haven't even had a fight yet, why

you've been so arrogant as if you knew who the winner was?!" reply Pan Ye Lin.

"Because you're not my opponent... Unless your position is replaced by that man surnamed Xiao!" His gaze led to Xiao Wang who was sitting down, the man himself also looked back at him.

"Then let me show you who's weaker."

After saying that, Pan Ye Lin prepared his sword. Then he moved forward towards the opponent. But before that he used a trick by disappearing and in an instant appeared in several places.

Nevertheless, Song Cai still remained calm.

Pan Ye Lin fiercely slashed his sword from an unexpected direction on Song Cai's neck. But very easily, the man avoided. He shook his head slowly, so that the sword's expression only hit empty air.

Pan Ye Lin did not stop and continued slashing at high speed. The nimble movement was offset by the relentless saber-rattling, so the girl managed to push Song Cai back. However, he had not yet smeared a sword scratch on the man's body.

For a moment, the fight stopped.

"Hahaha.you're quite nimble, miss. Since you're done, it's my turn!"

Song Cai strengthened his muscles.

Whushes...

Dark energy seeped out from Song Cai's body and spread out then disappeared and fused with the air. Along with the disappearance of the dark energy, the man also disappeared from his place.

In a split second it had appeared right behind Pan Ye Lin. Holds a punch towards the girl. While Pan Ye Lin calmly dodged it, so that the crushing fist only hit empty air.

Song Cai singled out a cynical grin. "You're very frisky, miss. I like that!"

Song Cai again launched his attack. Punching hard with a fist full of energy. But Pan Ye Lin could still dodge a second time.

When the fist came back to him, Pan Ye Lin was late to take an evasive move. So that the girl is inspired to use the sword in brushing her off.

Bukk....

Whushes...

Pan Ye Lin was instantly made to be pushed very far. His hand felt a little numb by the handle of the sword that suddenly let out a fierce vibration earlier.

Song Cai did not want to waste the opportunity. Disappearing, in a short chatu again appeared right behind the girl.

Whushes...

A loud kick coming from behind it nearly hit Pan Ye Lin. Luckily the girl immediately picked up a quick reflex immediately dodged.

Pan Ye Lin made a move, peach blossoms appeared and surrounded him.

The sword he slashed–kan horizontally.

Whushes...

Those peach blossoms directly led to Song Cai. It was very sharp, but it was flanked by Song Cai with both hands forming a cross, giving rise to a transparent dark shield before him.

The two people were still exchanging attacks. Counted that it had been an hour more they fought.

Song Cai strengthened his muscles and again ran towards Pan Ye Lin. The two attacked each other and brushed off with swords and fists did not stop fighting.

In an increasingly fast tempo, Song Cai managed to force Pan Ye Lin into a defensive position after a draw at first. "It looks like Miss Lin will have to use her full strength if she doesn't want to lose faster!" said Song Cai while sheathing a slanted grin.

Pan Ye Lin did not immediately respond as his focus was centered on trying to withstand the attacks Song Cai was waging continuously. However, he finally unleashed a massive surge of energy within his body and forced Song Cai to stop launching his fists.

Peach blossoms spread out from Pan Ye Lin's body, until it filled the arena stage. Tie his hair off. Fluttering, the girl's hair unraveled perfectly. His body was surrounded by a pink-colored aura, which gave certain hypnotism to the people who saw him. Dress–nya also happened a little change.

"Well, that girl is so pretty. She was like a Goddess who had just descended from heaven." one of the audience praised Pan Ye Lin's beauty in this mode of change.

"This is the skill of the Peach Cliff sect. It seemed, after an hour of fighting, they would soon reach the peak of the fight!" One of them also said. But what actually happened was that not only the two people said, but also almost all the spectators were talking about the moves issued by Pan Ye Lin

Thousands of Peaches floated up and gathered behind Pan Ye Lin. Then the peach formed a shadow of the girl in a size twice that of her body.

Pan Ye Lin moved the sword in his hand, to slash Song Cai. The shadow of the peach behind him did the same.

Song Cai did not just shut up. He also made a certain move, creating a red shadow with a pitch-black aura behind him. It almost resembles the form of Song Cai, but this shadow has two pairs of horns on its head. The shadow also holds a sword. Then the sword drifted slowly and met with a peach shadow sword Pan Ye Lin.

Whushes...

Duaarr...

A huge explosion was immediately created. Shaking the match hall. So great is the power of the two shadows, to create a strong wind current and press that spread for a moment.

The two shadows behind the two participants had disappeared. The fog created for a moment. When the fog was thinning, it appeared that the stage service, Pan Ye Lin's condition was not okay. Inversely with Song Cai.

Seeing that the girl from the Peach Cliff sect did not have the strength to fight back, then Chen Xue announced Song Cai as the winner.

Just now Hurah-hura sounded from the audience bench. Song Cai then looked towards Xiao Wang. He pulls a slanted grin. Pointing at Xiao Wang, tired of moving the thumb around his neck in a cutting motion.

Xiao Wang himself was only flat-faced. There is no fear or worry about the threat.

On the other hand, the elders and Elders of the white stream who saw Song Cai or the representatives of the black stream won easily put on grim faces. Now he only wished that Bing Xue Li and Xiao Wang could defeat him. Because every tournament that is held, often the white flow that dominates. If only the black flow to win the game, then it can be ascertained that the white flow has decreased. Of course, it will have a big impact on the white flow in the future.