Chapter 442

In the Silla Nation spectator stands, Jin Zhongyu was instantly teleported back.

He widened his eyes, his face pale and bloodless.

His expression was confused, and there was only one thought in his mind: he had lost!

In the battle against Lin Qi, he, Jin Zhongyu, had actually lost?

Not lost after a difficult battle, but killed in seconds by the opponent with a single spear thrust.

Just like his junior Song Zhengzai, defeated in the same way.

Doesn't this mean he is at the same level as Song Zhengzai?

He began to feel confused in his heart; where exactly did it go wrong? He is a Sixth Realm Marrow-Refining martial artist.

After activating his minor divine ability, even if the opponent were a Seventh-level disaster beast, he would dare to go up and fight it.

But facing Lin Qi, the opponent blasted him apart with a single spear thrust.

The special power 【Swift Wind】, the body-protecting armor condensed, also failed to withstand the opponent's impact.

He is just an SS-rank genius in his second year; how could he be so powerful?

"Jin Zhongyu, why did you lose?"

"You actually lost to a genius in his second year; you really lost face for our Great Silla Nation!"

Nearby, several men and women with even more powerful auras spoke up to rebuke him.

Jin Zhongyu sneered after hearing this:

"A bunch of leftovers, you are only slightly stronger than me."

"If you were to go up, you wouldn't be Lin Qi's opponent either."

After saying this, he chose to go offline.

"Siba, Junior Brother Jin Zhongyu actually dares to insult his seniors." A burly man was burning with anger.

Others saw this and didn't speak.

Compared to them, other spectators were dumbfounded.

Jin Zhongyu actually lost; they couldn't accept such a result and scolded Jin Zhongyu in the barrages one after another.

The "Siba" content was extremely high.

【Match 6: Lin Qi (Xia Guo) wins!】

Above the arena, the intelligent voice announced the result with an emotionless voice.

Lin Qi was also instantly teleported back to the spectator stands, and his name appeared on the big screen for those who advanced.

"Clap clap clap!"

The Xia Guo spectators sent thunderous applause for him, and the barrages projected on the big screen were also filled with boasting voices.

"I knew it!"

"So what if he uses a minor divine ability? Lin Qi can handle Jin Zhongyu with one hand."

"Awesome, in the Global Freshman Competition the year before last, this Silla person was arrogant as hell."

"Now that he's been taught a lesson, he's honest."

In the high-level spectator stands, King Shanhe revealed an appreciative look and said:

"Lin Qi's strength is extraordinary; even among Sixth Realm Marrow-Refining martial artists, he is very powerful."

"He has hope to compete for the championship."

Xu Wenji beside him also said with a chuckle:

"Lin Qi's strength is not bad; he ranks fifth in the Vault of Heaven Academy's Disaster Beast Trial Tower."

"With this strength, he can at least enter the top 32."

"Give him another year, and he will be able to compete for the championship."

"Of course, he might also break through to the Seventh Realm and no longer participate in the Global Martial Path Competition."

Everyone nodded; Lin Qi's current talent and strength are considered powerful even among SSS-rank geniuses.

In the Xia Guo spectator stands, Guo Heng and others were shocked once again.

Jin Zhongyu, the opponent is an SS-rank genius, a Sixth Realm existence, and he was defeated so easily.

This feeling was too familiar to them.

This was exactly the same situation as the Global Freshman Competition last year.

Facing any opponent, he defeated them just as easily.

Then he swept through his opponents all the way and won the championship.

This time, won't he do it all over again in the Global Martial Path Competition?

Surely not, right?

Lin Qi's gaze at this time was also locked onto the arena.

On one of the arenas, Shen Heng, wearing a black combat suit with a slender figure, took the stage.

With one hand of lightning power, plus his elusive speed, he easily killed his opponent in seconds.

Even though the opponent was also a Sixth Realm contestant, they were still killed in seconds; the gap between the two sides was too large.

"Puff~"

Shen Heng swung fiercely, and under the bolstering of lightning power, he pierced through the opponent's chest.

Then he was teleported back to the spectator stands.

The whole process, from start to finish, took no more than a minute.

Because of the existence of this group of top-tier experts, the time for the third round to end would also speed up; half a day was enough to finish.

"Ivan has taken the stage!"

Beside him, a classmate said.

Shen Heng's gaze instantly locked onto one of the arenas.

Ivan of the Mao Xiong Nation can be said to be one of his competitors for the championship in this Global Martial Path Competition.

He could see the opponent's general strength and the secret manuals used through Ivan's battle.

Through small details, he could strengthen his own advantages.

For those at their level, in a battle between evenly matched opponents, details are very important.

They determine the final victory or defeat.

On the arena, Ivan Petrov was tall and robust; he wore a silver combat suit, revealing his muscles like cast iron.

He waved a sharp saber with one hand.

Tucked at his waist were three sharp silver flying knives.

The special ability he awakened is 【Spirit Reader】.

Such an ability is very terrifying in actual combat.

His opponent was a black man from the White Eagle Federation, burly and tall, a full two meters and twenty centimeters, waving a sharp battle axe.

"Hoo!!" As soon as the battle started, the black man swung his battle axe and charged out with big strides, blue veins bulging all over his body, blood-Qi surging wildly, and fierce power released.

Facing his attack, Ivan just smiled simply, his eyes releasing a sharp light.

A terrifying mental power fluctuation was released from his body, and the three silver flying knives tucked at his waist flew out automatically.

His mental power was like big hands, controlling the three flying knives, tearing through the air and shooting toward the black man.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"

Countless spectators in the spectator stands only saw three silver streams of light shooting out, their speed as fast as lightning.

So fast!!

The black man saw the flying knives shooting out, swung his battle axe, his whole body exuding black light, brown patterns emerged, and golden sand condensed into a brown stone armor.

"Clang!"

He slashed out with his axe, splashing large sparks, and the flying knives were shaken and knocked away.

"Clang clang!!"

The black man's battle axe transformed into a shield, blocking the attacks of two flying knives.

!

After the flying knives were knocked away, they continued to launch attacks on him from different directions.

At the same time, Ivan himself also swung his saber to launch an attack.

He used one mind for two tasks, controlling the three flying knives to shoot out while he himself also swung his sharp saber to tear through the air.

The black man felt danger and swung the battle axe in his hand, slashing down like Mount Tai pressing down.

A huge mountain artistic conception manifested, allowing his strength to be bolstered, his power greatly increased, and Gangjin condensed into axe beams on the battle axe.

"Clang!!"

The weapons of the two people collided violently on the arena.

Upon collision, the black man's face changed instantly; terrifying power erupted from Ivan's body.

His body instantly lost control, and he could not stop retreating backward.

Such strong power!

The black man was in disbelief; he was born with great strength and was an extremely strong existence among Sixth Realm Marrow-Refining martial artists.

But facing Ivan, he fell completely into a disadvantage.

Just as he was retreating backward, a stinging pain came from the back of his head, and then it was stinging pain.

His throat was instantly pierced by a sharp silver flying knife, and his brown stone armor was also instantly pierced.

He turned into nothingness in an instant and dissipated in the air.

"Buzz buzz!!"

The blood-stained flying knives returned obediently to Ivan's waist.

The battle ended!

Ivan was also teleported back to the spectator stands.

"Clap clap!!!"

Lei Mingban laughter and tsunami-like cheers erupted from the Mao Xiong Nation spectator stands.

Spectators from other countries also had to admit that Ivan Petrov of the Mao Xiong Nation was an expert.

But the top-tier contestants all frowned.

In the Xia Guo spectator stands

Shen Heng clenched his fists; he was sure he hadn't seen wrong.

"Ivan Petrov's strength has become even stronger."

"He didn't have the bolstering of a special ability, didn't release an artistic conception, and suppressed Jalin Book with strength alone."

"Jalin is an S-rank genius in his fourth year, a Sixth Realm Marrow-Refining martial artist, who awakened the special ability 【Heavy Earth】 and has infinite strength."

"He was actually suppressed in strength?"

"Ivan is a Spirit Reader; he doesn't have a special ability to bolster strength."

In the absence of awakening, he could still suppress his opponent in strength.

That can only mean that his combat power has been significantly improved.

And only by breaking through to the Seventh Realm would there be such an obvious change.

Ivan has broken through to the Seventh Realm!!

Shen Heng made a judgment in his heart instantly.

He looked at Zhang Tianyang and Lei Shuang, and they all had the same thought.

Ivan broke through to the Seventh Realm first; who can defeat him?

In the high-level leader spectator stands,

In the Xia Guo spectator stands

King Shanhe also finished watching Ivan's match and stated his judgment:

"Seventh Realm!"

"Is contestant Ivan Petrov of the Mao Xiong Nation a Seventh Realm martial artist?"

"I didn't expect that there would be a Seventh Realm martial artist participating in the Global Martial Path Competition again."

Others frowned; the Seventh Realm was already the same realm as many of their leaders.

Yet now he is participating in the Global Martial Path Competition; isn't this bullying people?

Xu Wenji shook his head and said:

"In previous Global Martial Path Competitions, it's not like there haven't been Seventh Realm martial artists."

"But they are extremely rare!"

"But once they appear, it means the competition for the championship has already ended."

"Unless a second Seventh Realm contestant appears."

"Looking at it now, Ivan also just broke through recently."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have had no news at all."

"In our Xia Guo, currently only Shen Heng has hope; he has reached the peak of the Sixth Realm for a long time."

"He has a chance to break through before the finals!"

Others nodded; if Shen Heng doesn't break through, the champion will be Ivan Petrov.

"Haha, the champion this time must be Ivan Petrov."

A deep voice came from not far away.

The Mao Xiong Nation area was on the right hand side of the Xia Guo, and one of the burly men revealed a smile.

Alexander grinned; he was like a wild bear, his temperament tyrannical, and among the many high-level martial artists of the Mao Xiong Nation, his aura was the strongest.

Ivan was the genius he appreciated the most, and the opponent did not disappoint him.

Now that he has broken through to the Seventh Realm, the championship is almost certain.

He is also not afraid of popping champagne halfway; past experience proves that the Seventh Realm is an invincible existence.

In the Global Martial Path Competition, it is a dimensionality reduction strike.

(End of chapter)