The fourth round of the Weapon Casting Conference had ended, leaving only six people on the field.
The Demon Cleansing Bureau was represented by Han Zheng and Su Wuming, Xiao Qiushui from the spear-wielding Xiao Family, Wei Wenruo from Yan Shan's Wei Family, Ding Yi of loose cultivator origin, and Dong Tianfang from the Jianghai Alliance.
The results of this Weapon Casting Conference were actually quite unexpected, with many unforeseen situations, the biggest dark horse being the Demon Cleansing Bureau.
Due to systemic reasons, the Demon Cleansing Bureau had always lagged behind the various major sects in nurturing young disciples.
The young disciples of other sects could do nothing but cultivate and cultivate.
But the young disciples of the Demon Cleansing Bureau not only had to cultivate but also had to carry out missions, exchanging rit for various resources.
It could be said that the young talents of the Demon Cleansing Bureau, such as Han Zheng, did not receive much favoritism.
Therefore, in previous Weapon Casting Conferences, it was rare for soone from the Demon Cleansing Bureau to make it into the top ten, let alone the top twenty.
Moreover, it was also rare in the history of the Weapon Casting Conference for two individuals from the sa power to enter the top ten, so this was quite a mont for the Demon Cleansing Bureau to shine.
Additionally, previously well-regarded contestants like Song Xingyuan and Shen Congyun were unexpectedly eliminated, catching many people by surprise.
Especially Shen Congyun.
With such a young age already having mastered the Four Symbols Divine Gang, Shen Congyun's strength was definitely worthy of entering the top ten, but since he faced Han Zheng, the loss could only be chalked up to bad luck.
At this point, among the six who had advanced, Han Zheng and Su Wuming had completely co out on top as dark horses.
Xiao Qiushui had previously been implicitly recognized as the top figure among the younger generation in the Southern Mountain.
Wei Wenruo had solid strength, although weaker than Xiao Qiushui. However, along the way, he had not encountered too many strong competitors and was considered to have better fortune.
Dong Tianfang of the Jianghai Alliance also fell in this category; he had clawed his way up from the lower ranks. With deep roots and a solid foundation, his strength was quite balanced, nearly without any clear vulnerabilities, therefore his victories in these rounds were also quite secure.
Of course, Dong Tianfang also belonged to the luckier ones, for although his opponents were not weak, he hadn't encountered powerhouses like Xiao Qiushui and Han Zheng.
As the fifth round began, the first to take the stage were Su Wuming and Dong Tianfang.
Dong Tianfang's choice of weapons was very odd, using both a sword and a knife at the sa ti.
His swordsmanship was brawny and heavy, fierce and violent; his sword skill appeared simple and unadorned but was actually intricate and dense, nearly impenetrable in defense.
In terms of realm, Dong Tianfang was a notch above Su Wuming, having reached the peak of the Xuan Gang Realm.
However, after igniting his blood, Su Wuming's strength surpassed Dong Tianfang.
So the two appeared to be equally matched from the start of the bout.
Dong Tianfang fought thodically, proficient in defense but not aggressive in attack.
Su Wuming's attacks bore an overwhelming aura of combativeness, brutal and fierce to the extre, each thrust of his spear was like an army breaking through enemy lines, done with full force.
However, as the fight progressed, even though Su Wuming had been dominating and pressuring his opponent, everyone felt that Su Wuming was going to lose.
Dong Tianfang was still steady and had energy to spare.
But Su Wuming's complexion had turned slightly pale.
After all, Dong Tianfang was rely defending normally, at most consuming so True Yuan Inner Strength.
But Su Wuming was burning his blood; the longer it went on, the lower his chances of winning beca.
Even Wan Zhongshan was sowhat concerned.
"Su, my friend, seems to be in danger. If he can't take down Dong Tianfang in a short period of ti, the severe loss of his own blood might prevent him from holding on for much longer."
Han Zheng, however, shook his head and said, "Elder Wan, rest assured, Su's limit far exceeds your imagination.
For ordinary people like us, burning blood is an act of desperation.
But for Su, burning blood is a normal tactic when he fights others.
Ordinary people would have been burned out long ago if they had maintained such a long burn.
But where Su's limit is, to be honest, even I don't know.
Moreover, Su always performs better when facing stronger opponents.
Dong Tianfang is certainly cautious when confronting enemies, looking to wear down Su's strength.
But this is the stage of the Weapon Casting Conference, and many from the Martial World are watching. His way of fighting isn't honorable; I believe he will soon make his full effort.
When he does go all out, that will be the mont of his defeat."
Su Wuming's constitution was truly miraculous.
Even though his physical body didn't seem very strong, he could burn his vital energy for an exceptionally long ti, and he recovered from it extrely quickly afterward.
Even Han Zheng, with his sturdy physique, would probably have collapsed long ago if he were so reckless, but Su Wuming seed perfectly fine, as if nothing had happened.
Han Zheng could only say that this was also a kind of talent.
At this mont on the stage, just as Han Zheng had said earlier, Dong Tianfang, observing Su Wuming's increasingly pale complexion, was preparing to make an all-out effort.
He was the youngest helmsman of the Jianghai Alliance, supre in both strength and ability throughout the entire alliance.
However, he had fought his way up from the very bottom, without the arrogance of those disciples from major sects, steadying himself every step of the way.
Before attending the Weapon Casting Conference, he had analyzed the strength of people like Xiao Qiushui and already decided what tactics to use.
After the unexpected rise of Han Zheng and Su Wuming, he had also understood their styles and made his plans accordingly.
In battling Su Wuming, one should not fight offense with offense.
Who could withstand it when that madman started burning his vital energy right from the start?
Therefore, one must withstand the opponent's first and most ferocious wave of attacks, then stabilize, and finally wait for the opponent's vital energy to deplete before counterattacking.
Now, seeing Su Wuming's complexion grow even paler, Dong Tianfang felt that the mont had co.
And he had to make his move as well.
So murmurs of disapproval were coming from the Martial World below, indicating that Dong Tianfang's way of fighting was too dull and shaless.
Like the previous absolute power collision between Han Zheng and Shen Congyun—that was truly exhilarating.
Dong Tianfang wanted to win, but he had to consider his own safety as well as the face of the Jianghai Alliance; indeed, he could not drag it out any longer.
Having made up his mind, Dong Tianfang simultaneously exploded into action with a sword in the right hand and a saber in the left, bringing up torrential saber montum and chilly sword glow!
But what Dong Tianfang didn't expect was that Su Wuming, whose face had previously been pale, now suddenly burst with an astonishing will to fight in his eyes.
The Coiling Dragon Spear roared with Gang Wind, and the angry dragon bellowed; Su Wuming's own strength and montum suddenly surged a great deal.
Dong Tianfang had thought his opponent was at the end of his rope and never expected that Su Wuming could still unleash such trendous power.
After dozens of intense exchanges, Dong Tianfang had played all his cards but was still blasted away by Su Wuming, the cold spearhead pointed directly at his shoulder.
"I lost. Brother Su's resilience is formidable; I am impressed," Dong Tianfang said with a wry smile, but he also conceded defeat briskly and respectfully.
Although he had so calculations in mind, he was still quite magnanimous and accepted his loss.
Moreover, his current ranking was already adequate for him.
Like the Demon Cleansing Bureau, advancent of disciples in the Jianghai Alliance relied on rit and ability.
No matter how great your talent, without sufficient ability and foundational rit, you can't ascend to a high position.
Thus, over the years, the Jianghai Alliance hadn't fared very well in the Weapon Casting Conference; most of the ti, they just joined in the hubbub.
With Dong Tianfang entering the top ten, it was already the best result the Jianghai Alliance had achieved in decades.
Su Wuming also bowed respectfully, though his face was pale.
He had won against Dong Tianfang, but the Weapon Casting Conference had co to an end for him.
The battle against Dong Tianfang had cost him a considerable amount of vital energy.
And now, with only two rounds remaining, there wasn't much ti left for Su Wuming to recover his vital energy.
"Next match, Xiao Qiushui versus Wei Wenruo."
As soon as Cen Xingzi announced this, Wei Wenruo shook his head with a wry smile from below the stage and said, "There's no need for the trouble of a match; I admit defeat."
He and Xiao Qiushui were good friends, often sparring to test their Martial Arts, and he knew the terror of Xiao Qiushui's strength.
Having witnessed Xiao Qiushui predict the outco of Han Zheng's match, he felt the gap between him and Xiao Qiushui was too great.
At this point, it would be a waste of ti to climb onto the stage, not to ntion it might deplete Xiao Qiushui's strength unnecessarily.
As a friend, it would be better to simply yield and let Xiao Qiushui conserve his energy to face the upcoming adversaries.
Cen Xingzi nodded and declared in a deep voice, "Next match, Han Zheng against Ding Yi!"
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