God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 692 - 762 - s, I am the Masked Hero

Again, a bye!

Even though Fang Yi remained calm, his hand couldn’t help trembling a bit when he held the blank lot. He wondered if his hand had received a buff or had been blessed by a deity—getting a bye three times in a row was terrifying.

Not only did Fang Yi find it terrifying, but so did the people around him!

"It’s impossible! No one can be that lucky to get three byes in a row!" someone shouted, standing up.

"This is outright cheating!"

"Yes, it’s cheating! Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to get three byes in a row. No one could be that lucky."

The young disciples around shouted one after another, all pointing out the unfairness. Some didn’t hesitate to directly accuse Fang Yi of cheating. The word "cheating" immediately ignited everyone’s anger.

Tang Xiaoyu of the Tang Sect, seeing this, was overjoyed and blurted out when the elders weren’t paying attention, "Yes! He is cheating! He’s despicable, shameless, and indecent—definitely cheating!"

With the Young Master of the Tang Sect speaking out, the outcry intensified, with almost everyone directing their accusations toward Fang Yi. However, Fang Yi looked calm, with even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Faced with the accusations of the crowd, Fang Yi remained serene.

At that moment, a young man with crossed arms and a sword stepped forward slightly, his expression cold, "I support him, he didn’t cheat."

"Right! I saw it clearly, how could the Masked Hero cheat!" Lv Fei, the inheritor of the Drunken Fist, also stood up. His loud voice drowned out everyone else’s.

"Really?" At this time, the injured Zhou Hao said coldly, "If he didn’t cheat, how could he possibly get three byes? No one is that lucky."

A cold gleam suddenly flashed in Young Sword Idiot’s eyes. A sword flashed in his embrace, pointing straight at Zhou Hao, "Are you challenging me?"

Zhou Hao angrily retorted, "So what if I am?"

Young Sword Idiot replied lightly, "If you’re not convinced, we can have a duel. After I defeat you, I’ll fight him. That seems like a fair solution."

Zhou Hao coldly responded, "He will disappoint you."

Young Sword Idiot said, "I trust my instincts. His three byes are part of his luck and skill, while you shouting here clearly shows dissatisfaction. People like you are naturally envious of others, and that’s truly disappointing."

These words were like a sharp sword piercing directly through Zhou Hao’s heart, causing his emotions to fluctuate. Young Sword Idiot was right; he was indeed envious of Fang Yi.

But with Zhou Hao’s temperament, how could he easily concede? As Zhou Hao was about to respond, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke up, "Silence!"

With the middle-aged man’s shout, the scene gradually quieted down. The middle-aged man said, "I am in charge of the draw. Anyone who disagrees can come to me. I guarantee with my honor that there was no cheating."

The middle-aged man was also a Heavenly Level martial artist, albeit at the first tier, yet he held significant fame in the martial arts community. His words carried a warning tone. Zhou Hao’s expression shifted subtly, and he finally dared not speak further.

Dressed in clothes dark as ink, Su Ge’er walked gracefully to Fang Yi’s side and whispered with a smile, "Alliance Hierarch, you’re really lucky."

Fang Yi smiled, "I think so too."

Su Ge’er said, "It seems Zhou Hao is quite dissatisfied with you?"

Fang Yi responded indifferently, "He will be silent soon enough."—provided he could last until the end.

Following Fang Yi’s bye, six contestants were left, split into three groups, and this round would determine the top three contenders.

Zhou Hao went down to the arena; his opponent was Little Knife King. Su Ge’er faced the Drunken Fist inheritor, Lv Fei, and Young Sword Idiot faced a temple disciple. Only those from the Qingcheng Sect and the Wudang Sect were eliminated.

Little Knife King, carrying a big knife on his shoulder, his long hair fluttering, looked at the sullen-faced Zhou Hao across from him and said with a light smile, "The Chief Disciple of Sky Sword Sect? I’ll let you make three moves."

Zhou Hao responded coldly, "No need!"

Little Knife King said, "I know, you want to fight the Masked Hero, but... you have to get past me first. I’m giving you the chance to make three moves."

"Are you looking down on me?" Zhou Hao’s expression became even darker.

"You can take it that way." Little Knife Wang nodded.

Arrogant and domineering, completely disregarding Zhou Hao, the originally talented and proud Zhou Hao felt his dignity was severely trampled at this moment, not just by Fang Yi, but also by Little Knife Wang.

Little Knife Wang drew his long knife horizontally and said indifferently, "Come on."

A cold light flashed in Zhou Hao’s eyes, and he roared as he charged towards Little Knife Wang. In an instant, their swords and knives collided, and among the remaining fighters, their battle was the most eye-catching.

Zhou Hao held the Golden Snake Sword while Little Knife Wang countered with a regular long knife. True to Little Knife Wang’s words, he gave Zhou Hao three moves. Despite this, Zhou Hao barely managed to graze Little Knife Wang’s clothes and was completely unable to defeat him.

Both were of Earth Level six, but in terms of combat, Little Knife Wang far surpassed Zhou Hao.

"Spirit Snake Swordsmanship!"

Zhou Hao let out a low cry, his Golden Snake Sword switching trajectories, trembling rapidly with incredible speed, its blade shadows flickering forth, as Zhou Hao stabbed fiercely towards Little Knife Wang.

The tip of the sword vibrated close to Little Knife Wang’s body, as if poking several holes in him, yet Little Knife Wang did not swing his sword and continued retreating. Each sword light seemed to hit Little Knife Wang, but he remained unscathed.

Their fight drew many gazes, eliciting continuous gasps of amazement.

Zhou Hao’s sword rays grew faster and faster, seemingly reaching their peak. Just as Little Knife Wang reached the edge, he shouted loudly, "Have you had enough? Now it’s my turn!"

Following this shout, Little Knife Wang’s long knife suddenly split the air.

Bang!

The Golden Snake Sword flew up into the air as Little Knife Wang grasped his long knife and swung it diagonally...

The Golden Snake Sword spun several times in the air before landing on the ground, its tip stabbing perfectly into the earth. The hilt shook a few times before settling down, and looking at Zhou Hao again, his hands were empty, devoid of any weapon.

Little Knife Wang, with his hair flying and a fierce expression, advanced towards Zhou Hao.

One slash, chopped down!

Zhou Hao, momentarily dazed, when he regained his senses and felt the threat of death, quickly retreated and unfortunately fell to the ground. He then rolled out of the ring, disregarding his image.

With that, Little Knife Wang ceased and laughed heartily, "The Chief Disciple of the Sky Sword Sect, that’s all you amount to!"

The same words were spoken before, now coming from Little Knife Wang, they were as piercing as a sharp needle...

Zhou Hao’s blood surged, and he couldn’t help spitting out a mouthful of blood, his appearance terribly wretched, utterly severe. He couldn’t help but look towards Fang Yi, who was just lighting up a cigarette.

Defeated, he truly was... defeated!

Zhou Hao’s face was pale, a tragic end to his battle.

Looking elsewhere, the fight was nearing its climax. Su Ge’er had fallen to Lv Fang, a practitioner of Drunken Fist, and the Sword Fiend naturally triumphed.

"Alright, you four come and draw lots," the middle-aged man said.

The last four, this time there were no byes.

Fang Yi drew a bamboo slip, number one!

Little Knife Wang drew a bamboo slip and shouted, "Who is number one?"

Sword Fiend and Lv Fang involuntarily turned their heads towards Fang Yi, who slightly smiled and flipped his hand, revealing the number one on his slip.

Little Knife Wang laughed wildly, pointing his long knife at Fang Yi, "Declare your name."

Fang Yi’s lips curled into a slight smile, "I am known as the Masked Hero."

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