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There were a total of 75 participants in the final round, and after the match of drawing lots, there were 38 participants that had leveled up.

The 38 star fighters once again drew lots to compete. Just after noon, the 19 winners all came out!

Nineteen red banners were fluttering in the wind. This year's Star Arena Battle Assembly was about to enter its most critical and exciting phase. It was unknown who would obtain the final victory.

Nie Feng was no exception.

For now, this genius martial artist should be his greatest obstacle in winning the championship.

Lu Lianghan, 22 years old, the direct descendant of the Lu Family's house in Nanyuan City. He was a top-notch Black Iron Cultivator. He was a 9-star rating...

This was the public information recorded on the paper. From the beginning to the end, he had participated in the Star Arena Battle Assembly, appearing on the first Star Arena, and had then consecutively won two championships.

This year was the fourth time that Lu Lianghan had participated in the Martial Competition. It was very likely that he would be able to make another comeback and set a new record.

Nie Feng had heard of a saying regarding Lu Lianghan. He could have become a Silver Warrior a long time ago, but he had always been suppressing his cultivation to make no breakthroughs. On one hand, it was to lay a solid foundation.

As a grand event related to the martial arts of Southcloud City and even the entire Savage Star, the Star Arena Martial Arts Competition had a long history. The rewards were also very generous, and the young Star Warriors ranked in the top ten had their own rewards.

It was said that Lu Lianghan had done this for his own family. Because the Lu family from South and Far was not a wealthy family, they had spent countless resources to nurture him. He had used this method to repay them.

In recent years, the prosperity of the Lu family in Nanyuan is closely related to Luang Han.

Lu Lianghan was not very tall and his appearance was quite ordinary. He could be said to be of average stature. He wore a set of cyan colored clothes that made him look like an ordinary warrior.

However, his bearing was outstanding. He calmly made his way to the Star Platform, giving off an indescribable feeling of confidence and ease, leaving a very deep impression on others.

Nie Feng had seen Lu Lianghan's matches before, in which he used his sword to defeat his opponent without expending much energy.

This was the most outstanding talent in the Lu Family from the Southfall. His swordsmanship was undoubtedly very deep. It was recorded that the Falling Ying Sword he practiced came from a sect, and he had never met an opponent of the same level!

In the previous few battles, Lu Lianghan basically did not reveal his true strength, giving off an unfathomable feeling.

However, everyone knew that after two years of settling down, his cultivation base would only be stronger than before!

That was probably the reason why his opponent, Zhao Pu, looked so helpless.

Compared to Lu Lianghan's calmness, Zhao Pu's performance was much worse. Obviously, Zhao Pao did not expect that he would be chosen to fight against Lu Lianghan. He did not have any confidence in defeating the latter.

Nie Feng couldn't help but secretly shake his head.

If one could win without fighting?

If he did not pursue victory, then why would he stand on this star platform that was the center of attention!

Regardless of whether it was in his previous life or this life, Nie Feng might feel fear when facing a strong opponent, or he might even have thoughts of retreating. However, these emotions and thoughts were unable to shake his will at all, and instead turned into sharpening stones, causing his battle intent to become even more tenacious.

How could one reach the peak of martial arts without having a single heart without regret?

Therefore, from Nie Feng's point of view, the current Zhao Pu had already lost to a complete mess. He didn't have any hope at all.

He was also very disappointed, because Zhao Pu had lost his courage and will to fight, so he was unable to force out Lu Lianghan's trump card!

"Please!"

Lu Lianghan still chose the sword as his weapon. He saluted Zhao Pu with the sword in his hand.

His swordplay was very natural and unrestrained. Although his appearance could be said to be ordinary, he had the demeanor of a sword expert. He immediately won the applause from everyone around him.

The weapon that Zhao Pu had chosen was also a long sword. He held the sword and returned the greeting with a wry smile, "Please give me your guidance!"

As soon as he finished his sentence, Zhao Pu took the initiative and thrust his sword into Lu Lianghan's chest!

Zhao Pu was no ordinary individual. His swordplay was like a bolt of lightning, and his speed was extremely fast. He took the shortest route to ambush his opponent, obviously intending to seize the initiative and gain the upper hand.

However, although Zhao Pu's attack was fast, Lu Lianghan's reaction wasn't slow at all. The long sword in his hand slashed out, instantly transforming into layers of sword lights, blocking Zhao Pu's long sword.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

In the blink of an eye, the weapons from both sides collided multiple times. The metal and metal collisions produced a clear and melodious sound, as if rain was striking at banana plants.

Suddenly, the two of them crossed each other!

After taking a few steps forward, Zhao Pu turned around again, bitterness written all over his face.

One of his sleeves just fell to the ground.

In the first round of combat, Zhao Pu had lost to Lu Lianghan in one move, and the latter had clearly not used his full strength. Otherwise, if they were to fight to the death, he would have lost half of his arm!

"Look at this!"

At this point, Zhao Pu had given his all and regained some of his strength as a warrior. Once again, he raised his sword with a deep voice.

The cold sword light drew a long trajectory in the air, aiming for the neck of Loulan Hood!

Lu Lianghan's face remained impassive. He suddenly stepped forward and thrusted the long sword in his hand with the exact same sword style as Zhao Pu's first move.

The speed of his sword was faster than Zhao Pu's. It arrived before Zhao Pu, aiming for the latter's heart!

Zhao Pu was taken aback and hurriedly drew his sword to defend.

However, just as he abandoned his attack and switched to defense, Lu Lianghan immediately followed suit. He twisted his wrist and slashed downwards, the tip of his sword slashing across Zhao Pu's shoulder at a lightning speed.

"Puchi!"

It brought about a rain of blood!

Zhao Pu staggered back in pain, his face ashen.

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