I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Martial arts arena semi-finals.

A wisp of cyan gust kept wandering in the void, dodging Zhang Yi's constant attacks in the blink of an eye, but even so, Zi Qing was still in trouble.

The huge gap in cultivation made it useless for her to use any means, and could only delay the time of defeat a little bit.

In the past, Ziqing was called the swift swordsman by many saints of Sword Asking Mountain, because she has extremely high attainments in body skills.

But at this time, in Zhang Yi's case, the so-called body skills can't keep up with the speed of teleportation.

Her most prominent strength has become the biggest breakthrough for Zhang Yi.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the space was violently turbulent, and a ghostly figure rushed out, and the resplendent sword energy rushed towards it with overwhelming power.

The hundred secrets will eventually be separated, and with Zhang Yi's sword attack again, this time, Ziqing can't avoid it, and she seems to be about to lose!

On the arena, one could see the majestic sword energy and sharp sword intent, piercing through the void and whizzing towards it, making people suffocated, and Zi Qing could only choose to take it hard.

She holds the Heyuan Sword in her right hand, and the Ocean of True Yuan looms behind her, displaying her supernatural powers in the way of the sword.

Immediately, a whole-body blue kite bird slashed along Ziqing, fell off the sword, and hit Zhang Yi's Taixuan sword energy.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a big explosion in the void, and amidst the ear-piercing sound, only birds were wailing, and the Heyuan sword in Ziqing's hand also flew upside down, landed in the distance, and slanted into the ring.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi stopped attacking.

He turned back to the right side of the arena, and the Rifting Sword in his hand was also absorbed into the ocean of true essence.

In the fight with Zhang Yi, Ziqing, who is a swordsman, lost her natal flying sword. She had already lost, so Zhang Yi no longer attacked.

"I lost."

Ziqing looked sideways at the Heyuan sword that was stabbing into the ground 100 meters away, and said calmly, then she raised her hand and held the Heyuan sword back in her hand again.

In this battle, she was crushed and had no power to fight back. She was defeated very quickly, which was expected.

The huge gap in realm is really irreparable.

"Concession."

Hearing that the opponent had conceded defeat, Zhang Yi smiled at Ziqing, and then fell off the ring in a flutter.

For him, from the moment he stepped into the fourth heaven, the martial arts grand meeting was just a formality.

Even in the Martial Arts Square below, there was no ups and downs or discussions about Zhang Yi's victory over Ziqing. It was obvious that Zhang Yi would win.

In comparison, it was the second round of the semi-finals, where the elite saint of Sword-seeking Mountain faced off against the saints from the secondary forces, and there was more room for discussion.

And it is true.

The second round of the semi-finals was indeed ups and downs, dangerous and exciting, and the two truly fully demonstrated the destructive power of the triple heaven peak series.

Even the area built inside the ring was pitted and uneven, with a big crack running through the center.

In the end, the one who was even more powerful was still the saint who came from Lin'an County.

He will enter the final and compete with Zhang Yi for the top spot.

"He seems to be called Sun Feng?"

In the distance, Zhang Yi, who was watching the battle, touched his chin and murmured.

"Judging from the combat power shown by the opponent, if it weren't for me, even if Zi Qing entered the final, I'm afraid she would only be 60% sure of winning."

"In case of losing, it will really allow the saints of a secondary force to kill all the elite saints and win the first place in the Wenjianshan Martial Arts Festival."

"In this way, to the outside world, Wenjian Mountain can be said to have lost all face."

While Zhang Yi was muttering in his heart, a moment later, Sun Feng was already standing on the ring, looking at him.

At this time, the opponent had adjusted his breath and returned to his peak state. Next, it was time for the two to compete for the top spot in the martial arts event.

Zhang Yi smiled calmly, and without hesitation, he landed on the opposite side of Sun Feng.

Immediately, Zhang Yi carefully examined the other party, taking note of the other party's appearance and figure.

This saint who came out of the secondary forces, his cultivation base is not high, even if he succeeded in defeating the beast in the Earth Emperor Sword and absorbed a pure crystal nucleus, it is only in the late stage of the Third Heaven.

But even so, he still defeated a group of elite saints who were at the peak of the third heaven, and his combat power was unparalleled.

It is conceivable that if the opponent is given some more time to step into the peak of the third heaven, even if he is facing the swift sword Zi Qing, it is enough to achieve a 50-50 winning rate.

"Good means, with some potential."

At this time, Zhang Yi looked at it calmly, and examined the other party on the ring. After a while, he said calmly.

"I have long heard that there is an ascendant in Wenjian Mountain, but now that I see it, it really lives up to its reputation."

"Fellow Daoist has entered the realm of the fourth heaven, we are no match for you."

"I am willing to admit defeat."

On the opposite side, Sun Feng clasped his hands and said loudly. When the words spread all over the world, everyone was stunned.

Although everyone believed that the ending was settled, no matter how powerful Sun Feng was, he still couldn't make any waves in front of Zhang Yi, who had a cultivation level of 4th level.

But everyone didn't expect that the two of them hadn't started fighting in this battle of titles, and this saint who had stepped out of the secondary power would simply admit defeat and had no intention of fighting with him.

Compared with Zi Qing and Ghost Sword Li Wenxiu who dared to wield their swords even though they knew that they were far behind Zhang Yi, the performance of this dark horse at this time was undoubtedly worse than that.

This will give the impression of a soldier who surrenders without fighting, and makes many saints frown.

"Oh, throw in the towel?"

On the opposite side, Zhang Yi Wenyan also raised his eyebrows, some did not expect the other party to suddenly admit defeat.

"Of course, if Fellow Daoist advances to the Fourth Heaven, I have no chance of winning."

"Since that's the case, it's better to simply admit defeat, it's better than being brutalized for no reason."

Sun Feng said frankly with a smile, he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, or he didn't care about what others said at all.

Zhang Yi took a deep look at the other party, with gray shadows flashing across his eyes.

Immediately Zhang Yi chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. He didn't say anything to Sun Feng, but looked up at the sky, and cupped his hands.

"Elder Wu Chun, since the opponent has already conceded defeat, the first place in the martial arts event should have been settled."

Zhang Yi said calmly, and the words spread everywhere.

On the giant sword, Wu Chun's eyes fell on Sun Feng for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice.

"Since Sun Feng has conceded defeat, there is no reason for the two of you to fight again."

Wu Chun spoke loudly, and the words spread throughout the entire Martial Arts Plaza under the diffusion of true essence.

"I declare that Zhang Yi will win the first place in this Martial Arts Festival!"

"And Sun Feng is ranked second, Ziqing who killed the vicious monster is third, and Jing Chen is fourth..."