Even though his opponent was the young prince Liu Yifeng, Nalan Wuchang still didn't take him seriously, his demeanor and words as arrogant as ever.
"You are no match for me, concede now!"
The young prince Liu Yifeng, however, appeared much calmer. He held his white cherry spear, his aura like a rainbow, his fighting spirit high.
"Words are useless, attack,"
"Hahaha, just a prince by another surname, do you really think you are qualified to confront me?" Nalan Wuchang laughed heartily.
But Liu Yifeng didn't waste any more words. He stepped forward, his spear like a dragon emerging, with an unstoppable momentum. This spear seemed capable of piercing through everything.
Facing such a fierce attack, Nalan Wuchang sneered dismissively, not even using a spiritual artifact.
He formed his fingers into a claw and reached forward. Liu Yifeng's spear was suddenly subjected to a massive attractive force, losing control and stabbing towards Nalan Wuchang's claw.
The spectators below instantly tensed up, and a few timid young girls covered their eyes.
Fearing they would witness the spear piercing his palm.
However, Liu Yifeng's spear stopped in front of Nalan Wuchang's claw.
He felt as if there was an invisible air barrier in front of Nalan Wuchang's claw, blocking his spear.
Nalan Wuchang maintained this posture with one hand while forming his other hand into a palm and slamming it forward.
A swift palm strike accompanied by a fierce wind swept over. Liu Yifeng was forced to retreat repeatedly.
He looked up in shock at Nalan Wuchang, because from the palm strike just now, he sensed that the power was actually from his own initial spear thrust.
What on earth was going on?
"Not bad, you are indeed a character, to be able to withstand my Huajing Fenguang (化劲奉还)." Nalan Wuchang said calmly.
Liu Yifeng's expression instantly became solemn. He had a deep understanding of Nalan Wuchang's power from that single move.
"I didn't expect Nalan Wuchang to be this strong, forcing back the young prince Liu Yifeng without using any spiritual artifacts."
"It's normal. After all, Nalan Wuchang has already set foot halfway into the Profound realm. No one present should be his opponent."
"Was that move he just used the Nalan family's martial art, Fulong Liujue (伏龙六诀)? It's said that the seniors of the Nalan family created this technique when subduing a flood dragon. It's ranked as a top-grade spiritual technique!"
"Then it's over. What else can the young prince use to fight Nalan Wuchang? Everyone knows the power of a top-grade spiritual technique. Nalan Wuchang probably has the combat strength of an early Profound realm cultivator now."
The crowd had already started to write off the young prince. Nalan Wuchang's terrifying strength had left them with an impression of being invincible.
But who was Liu Yifeng? He was the young prince. Having fought on the battlefield since he was a child, he was already fearless.
Even if his opponent was stronger, he had no intention of retreating.
Liu Yifeng took a deep breath, his arm muscles bulged, he stomped his foot on the ground and charged forward recklessly.
His spear struck like thunder, and the Meteor Spear Technique was unleashed to its extreme at this moment, transforming into a sky full of spear rain that swept towards Nalan Wuchang.
With such a dense and impenetrable attack, he didn't believe Nalan Wuchang could use that Huajing Fenguang move again.
As expected, Nalan Wuchang did not use Huajing Fenguang.
Instead, he used the second move of Fulong Liujue, Youshen Lueying (游身掠影).
Nalan Wuchang's figure was like a nimble fish in water, effortlessly weaving through the rain of spears.
In an instant, he was in front of Liu Yifeng.
His right hand formed two fingers into a hook, resembling the fangs of a venomous snake, and struck directly towards Liu Yifeng's chest.
Then Liu Yifeng felt a powerful impact churning his internal organs, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
With a bang.
Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the arena floor.
Fulong Liujue, Longya Tuchi (龙牙突刺)!
This move's power was truly astonishing.
It drew gasps of amazement from the surrounding crowd.
Clearly, both of them were among the Five Great Geniuses, yet the gap in their strength was so immense.
It seemed Nalan Wuchang's strength had long surpassed the other four great geniuses. It would be too difficult to defeat him.
Even Mu Qingqing in the consciousness space began to worry for the male lead. If Xin Ci encountered Nalan Wuchang later, how could he win?
However, now was not the time to ponder how to deal with Nalan Wuchang. He had to first get past the former prince Mo Qian.
As one of the Five Great Geniuses, the former prince Mo Qian's strength was naturally not to be underestimated.
On the arena, Xin Ci and Mo Qian faced each other, neither speaking. The atmosphere instantly cooled to freezing point.
Among the spectators, one person raised a question: "Why do people call Mo Qian the former prince?"
Those who knew the details provided an explanation.
"It is said that Mo Qian was originally a prince of the Moyuan Empire, deeply loved by the Emperor, and possessed great talent, making him a strong contender for the position of crown prince."
"Who knew that one day he was accused of molesting the Emperor's favorite concubine and engaging in debauchery within the harem. That night, Mo Qian was caught in the act in the Emperor's favorite concubine's chambers."
"In a fit of rage, the Emperor stripped Mo Qian of his prince title and banished him from the imperial palace."
"Then, this Mo Qian is too audacious, daring to covet the Emperor's woman."
"But without his prince title and with such a scandal, how dare Mo Qian come to the Four Symbols Academy to participate in the entrance test?"
"What a pity, this Mo Qian truly brought it upon himself."
The people below the arena chattered about Mo Qian's past.
Mo Qian, however, closed his eyes coldly, as if he couldn't hear the noisy sounds around him.
Seeing this, Mu Qingqing in the consciousness space blinked her eyes, finding it a little strange.
Although this part of the original plot did not feature Mo Qian, in her eyes, this so-called former prince appeared calm and cold.
Since his appearance in the first round of testing, she had never seen Mo Qian speak, giving him an aloof impression.
He didn't seem like someone who would commit the scandal people were talking about.
Xin Ci was not interested in Mo Qian's past. He was currently thinking about how to defeat this former prince.
Just as he was about to use his Cross Lock, Mo Qian suddenly turned around, his back to Xin Ci.
He then said indifferently, "I concede."
And walked off the arena in silence.
The crowd present was instantly silenced. Everyone else, including Xin Ci, was bewildered and looked very surprised.
Mo Qian conceded before the match even began!
And he did it so decisively and quickly!
This was completely unexpected by everyone. They couldn't understand what this former prince was up to.
Xin Ci also found Mo Qian's actions incomprehensible.
Due to the former prince Mo Qian's concession, the final match would be Xin Ci against Nalan Wuchang.
"I didn't expect Xin Ci, this dark horse, to have fought his way to the end. This is truly surprising."
"However, he should stop here. After all, Nalan Wuchang's strength is incomparable to the other Four Great Geniuses."