Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The martial stage was empty, with no one there except for the bumpy stones.    

However, the square was bustling with noise and excitement. Everyone was reminiscing about the great battle that had erupted just now, feeling deeply moved. This was also the first time they knew that there was actually such a battle and such a method.    

Everyone was talking about a few simple topics. One of them was the great battle between Su Ningxue and Murong Feng. One was Su Ningxue giving up on challenging Suen Zhiming, and the other was looking forward to the battle between the top three. Let alone talking about these topics for an hour, even if they were given a day's time, their enthusiasm would not decrease.    

Time passed quickly, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the sun was high above their heads, and a scorching and dazzling light shone down from the sky. The temperature on the ground kept rising, and many people on the square were drenched in sweat, and their faces were flushed red.    

However, even under the scorching sun, these people did not choose to leave. Everyone's faces were filled with anticipation as they waited for the next round of exciting battles.    

The previous collisions were already so shocking. How could the subsequent collisions like the finals be so simple?    

"Time passes very quickly. Two hours have passed unknowingly. I believe that in these two hours, the three contestants have mostly recovered. Next, I invite the three of you to come on stage!"    

The students below the stage were filled with anticipation. Peng Yuansheng, who was resting on the spectating platform, could no longer hold himself back. He also wanted to see who would stand out and become the number one of the Tianwu this year.    

In the past years, Suen Zhiming was the first to take the lead in terms of strength. He did not give any chance to the others and firmly occupied the number one position for many years. This year, in the arena battle, he unleashed his Martial Spirit cultivation and defeated Ye Gaoxiong, who was also a Stage of Martial Spirit.    

When Peng Yuansheng saw his Martial Spirit cultivation base, he sighed. He thought that this year's competition wasn't too different from the previous years, and in the end, it was Suen Zhiming who won the championship. However, the collision between Murong Feng and Su Ningxue made him see other possibilities. Their cultivation base was also at the Stage of Martial Spirit, and their combat strength was even more shocking. Adding on the fact that Ao Lingchen had broken the legend of the Tianwu Academy, there might be a variable in this year's championship. Even if they didn't, it would certainly be a world-shaking battle.    

This was also the reason why Peng Yuansheng jumped down from the martial stage to preside over the competition for the top position when the time had just arrived.    

A voice full of energy sounded, waking the three people who were closing their eyes to prepare for the competition. All three of them opened their eyes at the same time, and a violent Qi rushed out of their bodies, filling the sky with an imposing manner.    

"I will win this battle!"    

Ao Lingchen glanced at the two people who were also emitting a powerful Qi not far away, and his deep eyes flashed with a murderous aura. Although he had already obtained the qualification to enter the Imperial City, he lacked a suitable weapon. The only way to obtain this weapon was... To win the championship!    

"Once I trample all of you under my feet, I will become the only light of Tianwu Academy!"    

While Ao Lingchen was paying attention to him, he was also paying attention to the former. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and a fierce light shone in his eyes.    

"The first rank of the Tianwu has always been mine!"    

Suen Zhiming didn't care about anyone else, and his confidence soared. No one had been able to snatch the title of the first rank of the Tianwu for so many years, and this year was no exception.    

With a flash of light, three young figures appeared on the martial stage. Three of them stood in a triangle and three of them stood in a triangle. Each of their auras rushed towards the center of the stage at the same time.    

"What an exciting scene! The battle hasn't started yet, and the three of them are already full of fighting intent. It seems like the three of you are just like us, looking forward to this battle!"    

Feeling the chaotic killing intent on the martial stage, Peng Yuansheng ignored it. He looked down at the crowd below and shouted. He knew very well that at this moment, whatever he said could stir the atmosphere of the entire square.    

"Fight, fight, fight!"    

The atmosphere on the stage was aggressive. The excitement below the stage was boiling. Everyone's heart was beating fast when they saw the scene of the Three Legged Bladelike Chi. They were all waiting for the battle to begin.    

Whether it was Ao Lingchen, Suen Zhiming, or Murong Feng, the momentum of the battle had already penetrated deep into their hearts. The scene of such a chaotic battle was definitely beyond their imagination!    

"This year's top three battles will be the same as the previous years. In a chaotic battle, the first one to be defeated will be the third, and the final winner will be the first!"    

Peng Yuansheng looked at the three people beside him with anticipation. He looked forward to the chaotic battle between these three people, and he also felt a bit of a headache.    

Among these three people, Suen Zhiming had a good relationship with Ao Lingchen. If the two of them joined hands to fight Murong Feng, then the battle would lose its fairness.    

However, Peng Yuansheng wouldn't say much, because this was the world. There was no fairness in this world.    

"Let's begin. I'll leave the Martial Dais to you all. Take it easy, don't break it down for me!"    

The elder laughed happily. After that, he disappeared in front of everyone, rushing up to the viewing platform and looking down with anticipation.    

"Elder Mo, do you think the two of them will work together to deal with Murong Feng? If that's the case, it will be boring."    

Looking at the three of them colliding fiercely on the fighting stage, Peng Yuansheng voiced out the worries in his heart.    

Even though there were still three people standing on the Martial Dais, in Peng Yuansheng's eyes... The two who had the ability to fight for the championship should be Suen Zhiming and Murong Feng. Both of them had broken through to the Martial Spirit. Their abilities were also relatively shocking. If Suen Zhiming and Ao Lingchen joined forces to fight Murong Feng, no matter how strong Murong Feng was, he wouldn't be able to stop them. In the end, the number one position of Tianwu would still fall into Suen Zhiming's hands.    

If Suen Zhiming won the championship with his own strength, Peng Yuansheng naturally wouldn't feel that it was inappropriate. If he really chose to join hands with Ao Lingchen, it would cause a flaw in this year's competition.    

"Don't worry. They all have their own pride. They want to defeat their opponent. They will never borrow the strength of others." Mo Yunfeng smiled faintly and looked down. These three little fellows had given him too many surprises. A creator of miracles and two Martial Spirit warriors, these two people had collided with each other. What kind of scene would it be?    

Mo Yunfeng couldn't help but imagine the scene of a fierce battle for the three people below.    

When he heard this, Peng Yuansheng also felt that it made sense. He nodded in agreement. "I hope so!"    

If the three of them really fought on their own, it would indeed be a shocking battle.    

"It seems like you are more optimistic about Suen Zhiming and Murong Feng."    

When Mo Yunfeng heard Peng Yuansheng's words, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. He naturally knew why Peng Yuansheng was worried about Suen Zhiming and Ao Lingchen joining hands.    

"Could it be that Elder Mo has a different opinion?"    

"Let's wait and see!"    

The three men on the Martial Dais had an imposing manner. Even though they didn't make any moves, they had already exchanged more than a hundred blows with their Qi. Astonishing killing intent was condensed in the middle of the three men. The crushed stones on the Martial Dais that had appeared not long ago couldn't withstand the heavy pressure, and were constantly being crushed.    

Below the fighting stage, it was silent. No one made a sound. Everyone was looking at the fighting stage, even though there were no shocking collisions on the fighting stage. There was no colorful sword energy, no sword energy, no sword energy, no fist energy, no earth shaking, no earth shaking, and no earth shaking. However, everyone knew very well that the situation on the martial stage was even more dangerous than they had imagined.    

This was a test before the storm!