Chapter 137: The Finals

Wang Yu flew back to the stone platform. Yin Linglong glanced at him with a strange look in her eyes and suddenly asked:

"Husband, you are quite the one to cherish the fair sex. Did that Madam Xu say something to you? Is she very good-looking?"

"Linglong, you are joking. Since this Madam Xu had no intention of fighting, I was naturally happy to save my mana to prepare for the next two matches," Wang Yu replied with a light cough, his expression unchanged.

"Hmph, you had better stay far away from this Madam Xu. Even I have heard some of her notorious reputation; she has quite a few men who are her guests behind the curtain." Yin Linglong glanced sideways at Wang Yu and gave a light huff with her delicate nose.

Wang Yu gave a bitter smile, finding it difficult to explain further.

The two Yin family elders nearby stood straight, eyes fixed forward, looking as if they heard nothing at all.

The sixth match...

The seventh match...

The eighth match.

This time, the person who took the stage was a youth in his thirties, wearing a brocade robe and holding a yellow wooden zither.

Seeing this, Wang Yu could not help but show a look of interest.

After all, in the previous two matches, this person had not used this artifact; clearly, he had changed it specifically to deal with the woman skilled in shadow secret techniques.

Sure enough, when the brocade-robed youth saw that the space opposite him was empty, he placed the wooden zither on the ground in front of him. Once Liu Ming above gave the order "The match begins," he immediately began to pluck the air above the zither with his ten fingers.

"Ding, ding, dong, dong."

A melodious zither sound emerged from the wooden zither, drifting and echoing throughout the entire martial arts arena.

This scene left many of the family cultivators watching from outside the arena looking at each other in dismay, unsure of what this person was trying to achieve.

Could he force that woman to reveal herself just by relying on this ordinary zither sound?

The next moment, the brocade-robed youth suddenly used his fingers to pluck hard toward the ground below.

"Clang!"

A sound like a giant bell erupted from the wooden zither, shaking the restrictions around the martial arts arena.

"Puff!"

In the void above the middle of the martial arts arena, a slender figure was caught off guard and revealed her form, hurriedly covering her ears with her hands.

Seeing this, the brocade-robed youth was overjoyed and began to pluck the zither continuously and fiercely with his ten fingers.

Immediately, the sound of the giant bell rang out incessantly, one after another, filling the entire martial arts arena.

The slender figure tried to hide again several times, but was forced out by the continuous bell sounds. Unable to properly execute her shadow escape technique, she could not help but be furious.

She suddenly raised her hand in the air, and black light flashed from her sleeve. With a "swish," a long black ribbon flew out and spiraled toward him.

The brocade-robed youth seemed prepared; he also raised his hand and threw out a yellow talisman.

"Bang!"

The talisman shattered into pieces. After a gust of wind arose, a massive wind blade flew out from within, directly striking the incoming black ribbon.

"Sizzle!"

The massive wind blade seemed to have cut into real fabric, directly slicing the black ribbon in half.

Then, the brocade-robed youth formed seals with both hands.

Another "Boom!" sounded.

The massive wind blade exploded in mid-air, turning into countless translucent fragments that shredded the black ribbon to pieces.

The brocade-robed youth chuckled, his ten fingers about to pluck the wooden zither on the ground again.

The slender woman in the air, however, formed seals with one hand at this moment, chanting incantations.

An astonishing scene appeared!

Those shredded fragments of the black ribbon suddenly shot toward the brocade-robed youth simultaneously, rolling and condensing in mid-air to transform back into a complete ribbon, which then flew and spiraled toward him.

The brocade-robed youth was shocked; he wanted to reach for a talisman to defend himself, but it was already too late.

After a flash, the black ribbon wrapped him tightly. Several silver spirit patterns flashed on his body as it rapidly contracted and tightened. It was actually a black fur-like artifact, only pitch-black as ink.

"I concede!"

It was unknown what the brocade-robed youth encountered inside the black fur, but within moments, he hurriedly conceded in terror.

The slender woman in the air chuckled, beckoned with one hand, and the black fur fell off the youth, transforming back into a black ribbon that flew and spiraled back, disappearing into her sleeve.

This scene left many people outside the arena astonished once again.

After all, in the Qi Refinement Stage, artifacts that can be flexibly controlled from a long distance are very rare, and since this artifact seemed unafraid of direct attacks like slashing, it was even more precious.

Seeing this black fur artifact, Wang Yu also felt a headache; he wondered if his Fireball Technique could ignite and burn this artifact in one go?

"The time is still early. Let the fourth round of matches begin."

Liu Ming in the air, after announcing the slender woman's victory, directly announced the continuation of the next round of matches.

Many family members on the stone platform muttered to themselves upon seeing this. Could this Foundation Establishment master really be planning to decide the two spots today?

However, for Wang Yu and the remaining seven contestants, all of this was irrelevant.

Because after these few rounds of matches, everyone's strength was almost clear at a glance.

Among them, the strongest were Gu Lian, Wang Yu, and the slender woman representing the Xin family. The other five had managed to reach the final two rounds, so their strength was naturally not weak, but compared to Wang Yu and the other two, they were clearly a significant step behind.

Gu Lian basically had no opponents and could lock in one spot, while the last spot would likely be decided between Wang Yu and the slender woman.

The other five were clearly well aware of this.

Therefore, this fourth round of matches was completely calm. In a short while, the four people for the final round were decided.

Sure enough, seeing that the fourth round had ended so quickly, the Confucian scholar directly announced the start of the final round of matches.

The various family cultivators, who had been absent-minded during the previous round, were now invigorated, wanting to see who would ultimately claim the two spots.

Gu Lian's opponent was a burly man with a dignified appearance.

On the stage, he looked at Gu Lian opposite him, gave a bitter smile, cupped his hands, and automatically conceded.

The Yu family thus obtained a spirit vein spot.

Seeing this, the head of the Yu family was naturally overjoyed, cupping his hands and thanking Gu Lian repeatedly.

Yu Xiaoming, who had been depressed the whole time, also perked up a little, a smile appearing on his face.

At this moment, Wang Yu, under Yin Linglong's concerned gaze, slowly flew toward the martial arts arena.

The two Yin family elders did not even dare to breathe loudly, watching Wang Yu's every move closely.

Wang Yu landed slowly at one end of the martial arts arena and looked at the empty space opposite him, his eyelid twitching slightly.

Sure enough!

This person relied on one trick to conquer all. If he didn't break the opponent's shadow escape technique first, he would likely lose three points before the fight even began.

"Overclocking Synchronization."

Wang Yu did not hesitate at all and immediately activated the overclocking synchronization mode. His eyes flashed with crystal light, his five senses were crazily amplified, everything around him slowed down, and his mind entered a wondrous state. ===== CHAPTER 138 =====