The Northern Sword God

The Northern Sword God
The first day of the Genius Tournament of the Seven Sects Part II


Meanwhile in the Arena 2 of the Genius Tournament, Wang Yong was scheduled to compete against Ou Yang Chen of Ling Jian Academy.


Wang Yong was indeed unaware, ever since the night of the fight between himself and Dou Chen on the highway of Azalea City, other than the name of a 'Wang Yong' became famous, it became famous, he had also become respected by the geniuses of the Seven Great Sects.


On that night's fight, almost all of the cultivators went to watch the fight between the two master symbols. Then by itself those genius disciples had measured just how great Wang Yong's abilities were. One thing that was recorded in the hearts of the audience that night was that Wang Yong's cultivation level was mawih at the half-foot Mortal Realm towards the Spirit Condensation Realm (Semu).


Armed with that then Ou Yang Chen from Ling Jiang Academy still felt he would be able to overcome Wang Yong in a battle tournament. Wasn't Wang Yong only half a Step in the Spirit Condensation Realm? What was that compared to him who had been at the peak of Spirit Condensation Realm 2.


But when the gong mark of the competition began, when Ou Yang Chen launched the attack of the Holy Girl Sword Technique, the sword clash in his hand with Wang Yong, made his entire arm feel tingling. He's really aghast. Something was wrong about this information of his opponent.


“Natural Spirit Condensation 1? In just 2 days this child had been able to increase his cultivation to be fully in the Spirit Condensation Realm? Woefully” Ou Yang Chen cursed in his heart. His sword technique started to fall apart.


Even when he exerted Ninety Percent of Qi strength into his arm, and by running the Holy Girl Sword Arts that was his mainstay, all of his attacks seemed to be deadlocked.


The best he thought was to try to extend the time of this battle so he thought that Wang Yong would be exhausted and would eventually be able to press on.


The spectators themselves When seeing the battle in arena 2 was quite shocked. Everyone knew since the events of the night in Azalea City, Wang Yong's cultivation level was a Half-step Spirit Condensation Realm.


“I was really surprised by the young man named Wang Yong. It had not even been a week since that night of battle, now he had even been in the 1” Spirit Condensation Realm


"It seems that Ou Yang Chen will not last long in this battle”


“That's right, it looks like Wang Yong hasn't even released the best technique executed that night. Ou Yang Chen really won't last long”


Principal Fang Ming Hoa of Ling Jian Academy looked uneasy upon learning that Wang Yong had crossed over to the realm of Spirit Condensation Realm 1. Yet the Academy elder encouraged the principal to be optimistic for Ou Yang Chen's victory.


Inside the arena, Ou Yang Chen who originally wanted to buy time for the battle in the hope that Wang Yong would be exhausted considering the condition of his Spirit Condensation Realm was still an early stage, now it seemed that the opposite was the case from his expectations.


He gasped for breath trying to chase after Wang Yong who was casually seen switching places quickly. Even Wang Yong's speed was inhuman according to him.


Ou Yang Chen always felt indignant when he saw Wang Yong dodging in a flashing manner and sometimes his body floated as light as cotton, floating hanging in the air. All of Ou Yang Chem's attacks have always hit empty spots. In the midst of his despair he heard Wang Yong exclaim, saying,


“Rest....!!!”


Five strands of Sword energy were thrown out from the hand of Wang Yong who was grasping the sword. The five strands of sword energy of various colors of crystal gradation were hurtling rapidly towards Ou Yang Chen who was then seen trying to make counter movements over the five strands of Sword Qi's attack.


“The Art of the Holy Girl's Anger Sword.”.


From his hand his sword shot forward while blasting a white light. The beam grew and then enveloped the darting sword.


The clash between the white shining swords with the five strands of crystal grading sword Qi occurred. But there was no loud explosion as the audience expected. The five sword Qi was slicing the white light belonging to Ou Yang Chen's sword very easily.


Ou Yang Chen's face turned pale. At that moment he panicked. Especially when the five crystal graded sword energies were getting closer to his body. He did not have time to do anything because the sword Qi flashed so quickly.


“Stop...”.


Wang Yong sounded commanding and the five sword Qi completely stopped at a distance of 5 cm from Ou Yang Chen's body. The targets of the five sword energies were the head, throat, heart, lungs and kidneys.


“I gave up losing...” Ou Yang Chen exclaimed.


‘Wang Yong of the Cloud Sword Sect won..”.


Ou Yang Chen stepped down from the stage listlessly. While Wang Yong jumped onto his seat and received praise from Lin Hong, Zhao Changyi, Peng Fai and Fenying. Wang Yong as usual just smiled and then encouraged Zhao Changyi who was going to fight in arena 2 against Yu Long of the Black Cloud Sect.


“I hope you two will be successful in this early round. Especially brother Zhao. It seemed that Yu Long would retaliate to the Cloud Sword Sect since it happened that night on the street of Azalea City it”


Zhao Changyi replied,


“You rest easy, just look I will beat him in this early round”


Zhao Changyi still had not let go of his arrogant nature since he was in the Sect known as the strongest Disciple of the Blue Peak.


Wang Yong simply nodded his head and spoke to Lin Hong, saying,


“If later you feel unable to fight against the illusion of the sect boy of the Temple of Eternity, it is better to admit defeat than to force the situation so that it is fatal for you”


“I think I've learned how to defend against mental attacks according to your instructions well. I hope I can win at least this early round. At least if I win this early round I have a chance and can enter the top 10” Lin Hong replied to Wang Yong's words with an optimistic feeling.


Meanwhile on stage Arena 1 was competing between Su Hong Li of the Mountain Reversing Sect against Fang Pen of the Temple of Immortality. From the battle between them, Wang Yong judged that it was Fang Pen who would win the fight.


When Fang Pen's interspersed sword attacks snapped contained mental abilities, it had made Su Hong Li become extremely nervous. In reality this Fang Pen was the direct upbringing disciple of the Sect Leader of the Temple of Immortality Zhang Yuan. He himself in his sect was known as the 5th Seal Master Symbol.


Seen from that battle, even the sword technique of the Eternity Shrine Sect was like creating an illusion that Su Hong Li really felt fighting somewhere deserted by no one. Fang Pen as the opponent in front of him was invisible. His opponent disappeared using illusions. Su Hong Li was not an opponent of Fang Pen. Too far between the two of them.


He only relied on his hearing to hear the Sword Movement When it was released towards him. Secretly Su Hong Li broke out in cold sweat. He deeply regretted why he had to meet an opponent with the ability of an illusionary sword technique. The sect was completely filled with maki magicians Su Hong Li in his heart.


Until after dozens of exchange blows between the two, a kick attack from Fang Pen managed to land on Su Hong Li's chest after he managed to fend off the sword stab from Fang Pen. Su Hong Li's body was thrown out of the arena accompanied by a roaring scream.


Judge in Arena


1 announced,


“Fang Pen of the Temple Sect of Eternity wins…!!!


Fang Pen circulated a look of hubris when she heard her name being revealed as the winner. That was for him, just a child's play when he fought against Su Hong Li.


Back the voice of the judge shouted from Arena 2,


“Zhao Changyi of the Cloud Sword Sect against Yu Long of the Black Cloud Sect”


“Please enter the arena 2.....”.


*Connected*