Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 416 - 224: The First Dark Horse Appears!

"Geng Number One Platform, the winner, Lan!"

The referee’s voice carried an unmistakable shock.

The first dark horse surged forth with such an astonishing and contrasting manner!

Fang Qingyu’s gaze fell upon the girl named Lan.

The combination of the massive heavy sword with ultimate agility indeed had a strong sense of dissonance, but it was precisely this contradiction that demonstrated the terrifying talent and command behind it.

"Interesting."

Fang Qingyu murmured softly to himself.

In the following two rounds of matches, although Fang Qingyu’s opponents were slightly stronger than Chen Song, the results were unsurprising.

Facing a Grandmaster renowned for defense with the "Mystic Turtle Battle Body," Fang Qingyu still used only one punch.

The punch struck against the thick Mystic Turtle Qi Shield condensed by the opponent, producing no earth-shattering explosion, only an extremely dull "dong" sound.

The Qi Shield, as if hit by a heavy hammer, instantly filled with web-like cracks and then shattered with a boom!

The Grandmaster’s face turned ashen, retreating several steps, blood oozing from his mouth, and he directly conceded.

In another round, the opponent was a Grandmaster with a mysterious body technique.

Fang Qingyu didn’t even move his steps, standing still, his eyes sharp as lightning, precisely capturing every movement trajectory of his opponent.

When the opponent thought they had seized an opportunity.

Fang Qingyu simply launched a straight punch through the air!

The furious punch wind, like an invisible Furious Dragon, violently shocked the opponent with the stealthy body technique out of their concealing state, rolling in embarrassment and losing combat capability.

Once again, it was a crushing defeat! Once again, it was a one-hit kill!

Once again, it was that pure, despair-inducing power!

"God Fang... at what realm has he reached?"

"Feels like he hasn’t even exerted full strength!"

"How can anyone fight him? Whoever meets him is unlucky!"

The murmurs were filled with awe and helplessness.

Fang Qingyu’s presence was like a mountain looming over the heads of all participants.

Wei Banmeng also effortlessly advanced through two rounds.

Her Ice Blue Blade Domain became increasingly adept, combined with the exquisite Profound Qilin Double Blades, suppressing her opponents completely.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan faced slightly tougher roads, encountering formidable opponents, engaging in arduous battles, and eventually, with determined will and post-breakthrough power, thrillingly advanced to the top 32!

Meanwhile, Jiang Wei opted to forfeit right from the first round.

When the referee called her name, she simply shook her head calmly.

This decision left many surprised, but considering her connection with Fang Qingyu and her own unfathomable aura, everyone found it reasonable.

Wei Banmeng and the others were only slightly surprised, then understood.

Thus, among the five from Dragon Abyss Pavilion, four advanced to the top 32: Fang Qingyu, Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan!

Jiang Wei forfeited.

The drawing for the top 16 began!

The massive light orb lit up once again, runes swirling, projecting match information into the sky.

As one of the names appeared, the noise surrounding the Celestial Stage was instantly replaced by an even more intense and expectant atmosphere!

"Jia Number One Platform—"

The referee’s voice, with a trace of uncontrollable excitement, resounded throughout the venue:

"Dragon Abyss Pavilion, Fang Qingyu!"

"Versus!"

"Annihilation Sword Sect, ’Absolute Sword’ Jing Wuya!"

Boom—!!!

It was like a ladle of cold water splashed into boiling oil!

The entire mountaintop platform erupted!

"It’s happening! It’s finally happening!"

"Fang Qingyu versus Jing Wuya!"

"The monster of the Profound Mastery Slash, against the first Grandmaster who mastered the Annihilation Sword Intent genius!"

"A clash of the titans! This is the true showdown of powerhouses!"

"Finally, we get to see Fang Qingyu’s true strength!"

"Can Jing Wuya’s sword cut through Fang Qingyu’s brute power?"

Countless gazes were instantly focused, like spotlights, on the seats of Dragon Abyss Pavilion and Annihilation Sword Sect!

Jing Wuya slowly stood up.

In a dark outfit, holding an Ancient Sword.

The coldness on his face seemed to melt a bit, replaced by a focus and... fervor found when encountering a worthy adversary!

He looked towards Dragon Abyss Pavilion, his gaze penetrating the crowd, locking onto Fang Qingyu.

An invisible Annihilation Sword Intent, seemingly able to freeze souls, like a sleeping fierce beast, slowly awakened and spread.

The air temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

Fang Qingyu also stood up.

Still in that simple black attire.

His Melted Gold-like eyes calmly met Jing Wuya’s gaze filled with battle intent and sharpness.

His mouth slowly curved into a faint arc.

"Let’s go."

He said to Jiang Wei beside him, then started walking, with the same leisurely pace, step by step, steadily heading towards the much-anticipated Jia Number One area.

An invisible barrier rose, isolating the inside from the outside.

The huge central area of the Celestial Stage was left with only two figures.

One side, in dark clothes holding a sword, with a lone and cold aura, the Annihilation Sword Intent like an abyss, seemingly wanting to devour and freeze all life around.

One side, in black, barehanded, with an aura as solid as a mountain, beneath bronze skin lay a fierce beast ready to tear the earth asunder, and beneath calm eyes, there was a lava-like intensity.

"Annihilation Sword Sect, Jing Wuya." Jing Wuya’s voice was icy, like a cold wind across ice.

"Fang Qingyu."

Fang Qingyu’s voice was indifferent.

No unnecessary words.

The battle had already begun at the moment their gazes collided!

"Chang——!!!"

A sound like tearing through metal and cracking stone, as if capable of rending a soul, suddenly pierced the heavens!

The Ancient Sword in Jing Wuya’s embrace finally unsheathed!

The sword body was ancient and dim, as if it were just a piece of ordinary iron.