High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

Leng Ningshuang gripped the hilt of her sword with her right hand and swung it forward with a sudden motion, scabbard and all.

A sharp and domineering sword light tore through the air in an instant, emitting a piercing sonic boom, heading straight for Chu Qiulan's face.

The terrifying speed of the seventh level of the True Qi Realm was on full display!

Chu Qiulan was shocked. She quickly formed hand seals and frantically squeezed out the true energy in her dantian. A golden dragon roared out to meet the sword light.

"Sizzle!"

The solidified golden dragon of true energy was as fragile as paper before Leng Ningshuang's sword light, and was instantly split in two.

Chu Qiulan was forced to change tactics and unleash her defensive form, "Golden Dragon Protects Master," where her true energy transformed into dragon-shaped armor to protect her entire body.

"With this level of skill, you think you're worthy of being challenged by the final winner? Trash is trash!" Leng Ning Shuang said with extreme sarcasm.

With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed dozens of dense, net-like sword beams in an instant.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A barrage of slashes rained down on the golden dragon armor.

Chu Qiulan struggled to hold on, blood trickling from the corner of her lips.

It lasted only three seconds before the golden dragon armor shattered.

The remaining sword energy raged past.

The golden dragon armor shattered with a crash.

The remaining sword energy raged across the entire arena, shattering the hard tiles of the arena floor.

Chu Qiulan's martial arts uniform sleeves ripped apart inch by inch.

Dozens of deep, bone-revealing cuts were made on both arms.

Most of her long hair was cut off by the sword energy and scattered all over the ground.

A sharp pain shot through her entire body, but Chu Qiulan gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound. She resolutely said, "I admit it..."

"Did I ask you to admit defeat?"

Leng Ning Shuang snorted coldly and moved in like a ghost.

She didn't draw her sword at all.

He swung his sheathed longsword and slammed it across Chu Qiulan's cheek with the broad blade.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang.

Chu Qiulan was sent flying off the stage.

The man was in mid-air when blood gushed out.

His body crashed heavily onto the ground more than ten meters away, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

A sharp pain shot through her body. Chu Qiulan gritted her teeth, stared intently at Leng Ningshuang, and resolutely said, "I admit it..."

"Did I ask you to admit defeat?" Leng Ning Shuang sneered, her figure advancing like a ghost.

Instead of drawing her sword, she swung her sheathed longsword and slammed the broad blade into Chu Qiulan's cheek.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang.

Chu Qiulan was sent flying off the stage like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground more than ten meters away, instantly falling into a coma.

The entire room fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar of exclamations erupted.

"That's ruthless! No wonder he's a successor of the Mind's Eye Sword Sect!"

"Well done! Let those students from Ning City No. 1 High School who got in through connections see what real strength is!"

"Cold Frost is unbeatable!"

On the high throne.

Feng Mo took in the whole scene.

He looked at Chu Qiulan, who was unconscious and covered in blood, but his face did not show the anger that everyone had expected.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, a cruel yet excited smile curving his lips.

"Come on, blind man, you've hit someone from Ning City No. 1 Middle School, don't give up halfway through." Feng Mo murmured softly, resting his chin on his hand.

The battle in the arena continues.

As time went on, the weaker contestants were quickly eliminated.

Those who remain on the field are all the top talents from their respective cities.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

True energy surged, radiating light.

The deafening roar of high-level martial arts clashing was deafening, and even the array light screen around the arena was shaken and rippled violently.

Every match is fraught with danger; a slight misstep can lead to serious injury and defeat.

The quality of this year's martial arts students in Jian'an Province is indeed extremely high.

Although Xiao Yunfei, Zhou Qian, Qin Wuxiang and others were beaten like dogs by Feng Mo in Wudao Village, they still demonstrated the absolute dominance of the provincial capital's prodigies when facing contestants from other cities.

However, there is always someone stronger than the strongest.

Time passed by, second by second.

In the end, the array lights of all the thousand arenas went out, leaving only the largest one, Arena Number One, in the center still in operation.

Only two players remained on the field.

Leng Ning Shuang, a successor of a reclusive sect.

Zhao Tengyun is a descendant of a family of military generals with a history of over a thousand years.

The two engaged in a fierce battle to compete for the final qualification to challenge Feng Mo.

Clad in heavy black iron armor, Zhao Tengyun resembled a war god. He wielded his coiled dragon spear with impenetrable speed, the spear thrusting out like a dragon, accompanied by sonic booms that tore through the air. His movements were expansive, powerful, and unparalleled.

With her mind fully focused, Leng Ning Shuang moved erratically, unleashing a torrent of sword energy with her sheathed sword. Her attacks were sharp and ruthless, each strike aimed directly at Zhao Teng Yun's vital points.

The terrifying fighting prowess displayed by the two drew gasps of amazement from the 300,000 spectators in attendance.

"Incredible! This is a true clash of titans!"

"This level of combat power has definitely surpassed Feng Mo's performance of taking on three opponents at once in Martial Arts Village!"

"That's right! Feng Mo was only dealing with Xiao Yunfei and his group back then, how could he possibly compare to Leng Ningshuang and Zhao Tengyun?"

In the stands, countless people shouted wildly, convinced that the winner between the two would surely bring down the one sitting on the throne who was a crony.

The battles on the arena were incredibly fierce.

Zhao Tengyun's Xuan Tie heavy armor was slashed with countless deep white marks by the sword energy, and blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

Leng Ningshuang's white clothes were torn in several places by the gunfire, and her breathing became slightly disordered.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting.

Zhao Tengyun roared, pouring all his true energy into the Panlong Spear without reservation, unleashing the strongest strike among SS-level spear techniques, transforming into a raging black dragon that charged straight at Leng Ningshuang.

Instead of retreating, Leng Shuang advanced and finally drew the longsword from her back!

A blinding flash of sword light shot into the sky.

Mind's Eye Sword Sect's secret technique—Spirit Slash!

The sword light collided with the black dragon with a deafening roar.

The violent surge of true energy swept around, nearly shattering the array's light barrier.

The light dissipated.

Zhao Tengyun's dragon-spear flew out of his hand, a huge gash appeared in his black iron heavy armor, and he knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Leng Ningshuang stood before him, her longsword pointed directly at his throat. Although her breath was weak, her hand holding the sword remained extremely steady.

The outcome is decided.

Leng Ningshuang, relying on the profound knowledge of the Mind-Eye Sword Sect, narrowly defeated Zhao Tengyun and became the sole winner of the thousand-person arena!

The entire audience of 300,000 people stood up.

Cheers and screams erupted like a tsunami, shattering the clouds in the sky.

"Number one in the province for cooling cream!"

"Get down here, you dog who's pulling the strings!"

"Cold Goddess, teach this nepotism recruit a lesson!"

"Tread him under your feet, let him know what a true genius is!"

"Break his legs! Make him crawl out of Jianzhou on his knees!"

Countless people chanted Leng Ningshuang's name, regarding her as the pride of the entire province and the hero who broke the veil of secrecy.