It was widely known that it was harder to enlighten âconsciousâ as compared to âpresence.â Only one out of 100 martial warriors could achieve presence enlightenment. On the other hand, one out of 100 martial warriors who had achieved presence enlightenment could attain conscious enlightenment.
This was how hard it was to enlighten oneâs sword conscious!
Wang Teng was only a step away from achieving this state. His enlightenment had reached the emperor realm, so his comprehension was strong. He had picked up many Flaming Sword Presence along the way, so it was only a matter of time before he reached conscious enlightenment. Thinking about it, he already possessed two consciouses. One was the Ape King Fist Conscious, while the other was the Overflowing Rain Blade Consciousâ¦
Time trickled away. Wang Teng didnât have any other matches in the morning, so he spent the remainder of his time in the resting area. However, he did pick up many attribute bubbles. It was a fulfilling morning.
On the other side, Peng Yuanshan couldnât stand looking at him anymore. Yes, Wang Teng had won his match easily and that made him proud, but he felt anger boiling in his heart when he saw Wang Tengâs lazy and relaxed posture.
âThis little brat doesnât remember what I said.â
Before the start of the competition, he reminded the students to watch other competitorsâ matches if they had the time so that they could understand their opponents better. This would help them in their future duels.
Yet, this fellow didnât listen!
Their school was under immense pressure when they decided to send a freshman for the competition. If Wang Teng couldnât get a good ranking, he wouldnât suffer the humiliation alone. The entire university would go down with him.
In the resting area, Wang Teng suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Someone seemed to be cursing at him.
He couldnât help but look around him, muttering under his breath, âI wonder whoâs cursing me?â
Han Zhu and the others had finished their matches too. Some of them had been watching other candidatesâ matches all this while and only walked over to the resting area during the half-time break.
This was the exclusive resting area for Huanghai Military Academy. As the students walked over, they saw Wang Teng sitting there peacefully.
Looking at his stanceâ¦
âHave you been sitting here ever since you finished your match?â asked Han Zhu with a strange expression. âOf course. What else?â Wang Teng replied nonchalantly.
Wan Baiqiu helplessly said, âHave you forgotten what President Peng told us? He asked us to observe other candidatesâ matches. Even if the president hadnât said it, itâs still beneficial for you to understand your opponent before you compete with them.â
âDonât worry. I watched Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcangâs matches.â Wang Teng waved his hands indifferently.
âJi Xiuming, Ren Qingcang!â Han Zhu and the others were stunned. They felt like shouting out their complaints in Wang Tengâs face.
Those two are the popular candidates for the championship title!
Whatâs the point of looking at them?
Even Han Zhu felt that he wasnât their match, so he had to take a step back and watch Luo Cheng and the other candidates at his level. Yet Wang Teng directed his attention to Ji Xiuming and Ren Qingcang.
They knew that Wang Teng won his match with flying colors, but he was still a huge distance away from the championship title. Fighting for number one was unrealistic. âCough, I think you should watch other participants,â Han Zhu couldnât help but remind him.
Wang Teng knew what they were thinking from their expressions. However, he couldnât tell them that he was actually very powerful, right? After all, they wouldnât believe him, so what was the point of asking for a snub? He smiled and nodded before changing the topic. âHow was your fight?â Han Zhu sighed in his heart when he saw Wang Tengâs uncaring attitude. He didnât continue his nagging and replied instead, âNot bad. We were lucky and didnât meet any powerful opponents. We won without getting injured.â
âNot bad. Weâre still in our prime state. If we get injured, it will affect future matches,â Wang Teng replied. âThere will be injuries in a martial arts competition. Weâll need to see whoâs our opponent in the afternoon,â Han Zhu said.
As the audience chatted, the morning duels finally came to an end. The contestants left the scene, and the audience walked out of Dragonâs Den.
Everyone was happily discussing the morning matches. The atmosphere was lively.
In the afternoon, Wang Teng and his friends went to their hotel for lunch and rested for more than an hour.
Before the afternoon match started, Peng Yuanshan gathered everyone and said, âYou did well this morning. Maintain this spirit. However, you should know that the morning matches were just warm-ups. Their main purpose was to eliminate the incompetent players who were just there to make up the number. The ones now left are all capable martial warriors. Things will get more and more difficult.â
The students understood his reasoning and nodded gravely.
âLetâs go.â Peng Yuanshan glanced at Wang Teng but decided not to say anything. He waved his hands and guided everyone into the venue.
As for Wang Teng, he would have to rely on himself to see how far he could go. Peng Yuanshan could remind him once or twice, but he couldnât remind him for life. Hence, there was no point in saying too much.
The Dragonâs Den was once again packed with people. The enthusiasm of the audience remained as hyped as ever.
The image of the two commentators appeared on the screen. Zhang Jun opened his mouth and said, âLadies and gentlemen, welcome back! Letâs not waste any time and start our afternoon competition immediately.
âIn the morning, we saw many intense fights. But I have to remind all of you that those were just appetizers. The real excitement begins in the afternoon.â
A cheer erupted from the audience. They felt that the competition in the morning was already exhilarating, but the commentator now told them that the real show was about to begin.
Did he think that they were easy to fool!
If the afternoon matches werenât as thrilling as the morning ones, they would pull the commentator out and throw him on the streets.
However, they had to admit that their curiosity was ignited by the commentatorâs words.
âAlright, letâs look at the big screen!â
The list of the duels appeared on the screen.
Wang Teng found his name and looked at his opponent. Instantly, his expression turned strange. His opponentâs name was Shi Hui, and he came from⦠Jinlin University!
âDo I have some sort of grudge with Jinlin University?â Wang Teng felt speechless.
On the second floor of the audience stand, Peng Yuanshan couldnât help but look at the president of Jinlin Universityâs martial arts academy. He had a weird look on his face.
âOld Yan, who do you think will win this match?â he asked.
Yan Kangâs lips twitched. He thought about it carefully before replying with confidence, âShi Hui is in the top three of our academy. Wang Teng might be strong, but unfortunately, Shi Hui will be the winner!â
âI admire your confidence, Old Yan,â Peng Yuanshan said.
âHmph, letâs wait and see.â Yan Kang scoffed.
Below them, Wang Teng and Shi Hui walked into the arena.
The judge announced the start of the competition. Shi Hui looked at Wang Teng, who was empty-handed. He said, âThereâs no need to hide your brick. Itâs impossible to ambush me. Iâm not as stupid as Fei Ning.â
Wang Teng: â¦
This fellow appeared confident and fearless, but his vigilant gaze had betrayed him.
Wang Teng wanted to laugh. However, he felt that he should respect his opponent, so he⦠forced back his laughter!
Shi Hui had watched Wang Teng and Fei Ningâs duel. Wang Tengâs attack was swift and fierce, while Fei Ning was too close to him. Hence, he couldnât evade the brick in time.
Learning from his fellow studentâs mistake, he widened the distance between him and Wang Teng continuously while circling his opponent. He was looking for a loophole.
Wang Teng just stood on the spot. Even when Shi Hui went behind him, he didnât move. He didnât seem worried that Shi Hui would launch an attack at him from behind his back.
âOld Yan, this Shi Hui from your school is very steady,â Peng Yuanshan teased.
âA single move can determine a win during the martial arts competition. Itâs normal for Shi Hui to spend more time searching for a loophole,â Yan Kang said indifferently
Peng Yuanshan didnât reply. He knew that Yan Kang was right, but he just wanted to tease his old friend.
In the arena, Shi Hui circled Wang Teng thrice, but he still didnât make his move.
General Bai had already focused his camera on Wang Tengâs match. The live stream room was very cheerful.
âHahaha, could it be that Shi Hui doesnât dare to attack because heâs scared of Wang Tengâs brick?â
âWhy is one of the top three of Jinlin University so timid?â
âShi Hui says: Bullshit, Iâm not timid! Iâm just being careful!â âWhy do I find Shi Hui a little perverted~â
âPervert~ stop walking in circles!â
âLong live the golden brick!â âLong live the golden brick!â âLong live the golden brick!â
Finally, Shi Hui couldnât stand the stalemate anymore. He opened his mouth and said impatiently, âWhy arenât you attacking?â
âIâm waiting for you to attack,â Wang Teng replied helplessly. Shi Hui: â¦
Iâm waiting for you, and youâre waiting for me?
Mate, we are in a martial arts competition. Letâs not play this boring game of waiting!
Can you be more serious?
At first, he wanted to wait for Wang Teng to make his move because he was afraid of his brick.
However, Wang Teng was even more patient than him. He put up a perfect show of âIâm not moving if my enemy doesnât move.â
What the⦠f**k!
Shi Hui had never felt so frustrated. Before they even exchanged a move, he already felt helpless.
âDamn it, have a taste of my blade!â
Shi Hui couldnât control his emotions anymore and dashed out. A frightening blade glow congregated around his blade as he slashed it at Wang Teng from a distance.
Third-level blade presence!
He used his most powerful attack immediately, wanting to defeat Wang Teng as soon as possible and prevent him from making any move. Boom!
The blade glow surged towards Wang Teng with a powerful force of presence
Nice.
Cracks started appearing on the sturdy ground in the arena as if it was going to shatter into pieces.
âSo powerful!â
The spectators focusing on this match were astounded. Was this an attack of a martial warrior? How could it be so powerful?
There was no way an ordinary person could survive this move.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, a faint sound of air being split apart was heard amidst the glaring blade glow.
The ordinary people couldnât hear it, but Shi Hui could. A delighted smile appeared on his face.
âYou finally made your move!â
He raised his blade and swept it in front of him.
Clang!
When his blade hit a metallic object, Shi Hui was certain of his win. Once he knocked this golden brick away, Wang Teng would be at his mercy. He had no chance of winning.
But, the next moment, his expression froze.
âWhy is it so heavy!â
He felt an unbearable and scary force hitting his blade. His blade flew out, and the shiny golden rectangular object smashed on his face
Splat!