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As mentioned previously, in the quarter-finals between Jiang Feng and Feng Ding, the Phantom Spear was in a fierce battle with the King of Blades.

The commoner clapped with all his might, and said with his mouth wide open: "The offensive and defensive battles just now were really too exciting, this is what the Martial Arts Competition is like! Today is truly an eye-opener. To think that there would be such a formidable person! " The citizen said, "That's right. But in this situation, it's hard to say who will win. Look." On the stage, Jiang Feng's silver spear was pointed straight at Feng Ding's throat, while Feng Ding's coiling dragon rod was also pointed at Jiang Feng's left chest. The two of them were just standing there, not daring to move their right hands that were holding their weapons.

Suddenly, the more experienced Feng Ding quickly used his left hand to grab Jiang Feng's silver spear. Jiang Feng realized that something was wrong and was about to take action when Feng Ding's coiling dragon rod struck Jiang Feng's left chest. Feng Ding took the opportunity to release his left hand to avoid being injured by the spearhead. Jiang Feng fell to the ground on his back, gasping for breath. Obviously, that staff strike was not light. Feng Ding continued to use his "serial stick" in an attempt to completely subdue Jiang Feng. Unexpectedly, he flipped twice in the right direction and stood up again. Jiang Feng's eyes were now shining with a bright and spirited light, he executed "Rippling Plains" and swiftly pressed down the coiling dragon rod, suddenly changing direction and thrusting towards Feng Ding's right shoulder. Feng Ding retracted his staff, Jiang Feng half squatted, the silver spear thrust straight into Feng Ding's armpit from below, Feng Ding leaped up and threw out a "Tiger's Snapping Dragon Plate", Jiang Feng steadied his horse and held his spear horizontally in front of his head. Jiang Feng struggled to block the attack, causing cracks to appear on the wooden floor beneath his feet. Jiang Feng somersaulted in the air, his feet kicked away from the coiling dragon rod, Feng Ding's hall sweeping rod followed suit, and Jiang Feng raised his spear to block as he was knocked back three steps.

Feng Ding put on a stance, and said: "Brother, your martial arts are indeed quite good. But unfortunately, we met big brother." Jiang Feng used his left hand to wipe off the sweat on his face, he suddenly shook his head, braced his spirit, and smiled bitterly: "Big Brother, you are indeed worthy of being the 'King of Rod Kings', today little brother has experienced the laws of the universe, but forgive me for being blunt, but this move of mine, big brother, you will definitely not be able to dodge it." Feng Ding said: "Alright, then let big brother see little brother's ultimate move." Jiang Feng thought to himself: Feng Ding is a master of martial arts. If you don't know one of my Jiang Family's secret techniques, the "Strangle Spear", you must stop here today. I must not lose. Dad, protect my son and I must succeed in using the Strangle Spear. Jiang Feng took advantage of the fact that he was leaning backwards and holding the silver spear tighter in his hands, and in an instant, he flipped over and circled behind Feng Ding. Feng Ding knew that it was not safe to turn his back on Jiang Feng at this time, so he hurriedly turned around, but he did not expect Jiang Feng to use the momentum of the turn just now to pierce Feng Ding's throat with the cold iron silver spear. Feng Ding retreated while using his coiling dragon rod to move forward. This move required a good sense of balance in his body, otherwise it would be very easy for him to fall. However, Jiang Feng dodged to the left and right, changing the silver spear to his left and then to his right hand. His body moved horizontally like a phantom, but the Frost Iron Spear remained in a straight line. Feng Ding retreated to the reins. He could no longer dodge. The Frost Iron Spear had almost pierced through his throat. Luckily, Jiang Feng managed to grab it in time. Feng Ding laughed loudly. "Bro, you've won. As expected of the 'Phantom Divine Spear'. Big Brother admits defeat." When the host heard that Feng Ding had admitted defeat, he hurriedly went up the stage and announced: "competitor number 49 Jiang Feng has won." The crowd outside the arena burst into cheers. They were all praising the brilliance of this martial arts match.

The sweat on Jiang Feng's forehead dripped onto the wooden floor of the arena. He withdrew his silver spear and said softly, "Big Brother, today you have let me win. I know." Feng Ding patted Jiang Feng's shoulder and said: "Brother, your move just now really surprised me. I never thought that you would actually have such a powerful killing move. I am very happy that I was able to fight with you today, haha!" Jiang Feng nodded his head and said with a smile, "Big Brother, let's go backstage to rest for a while!" Feng Ding dragged Jiang Feng backstage.

Next up was the third match of the top eight. It was the 'Big Saber' Yan Kuo against the 'Ghost Copper Whip' Yuchi Huang. The two remained silent and did not reply to one another. Yan Kuo's saber and Yuchi Huanghuang's copper whip immediately began to fight. Yan Kuo swung his broadsword and executed "Autumn Wind Sweeping the Fallen Leaves", slashing down fiercely. With Yuchi Whip blocking in front of him, sparks burst out when the two heavy weapons clashed. This showed just how strong the two were. Yan Kuo took on the move "Nine Heavens of the Phoenix". This move was extremely lethal. Naturally, Yuchi Huang did not dare to slack off as he used a single hand to attack "Wiping Ghost Exorcism" to block the attack.

In the backstage area, Jiang Feng and Feng Ding had each applied some ointment to his wounds. Fortunately, neither of them had suffered any serious internal injuries. Jiang Feng suddenly apologized, "Big Brother, I was forced to fight with my life on the line just now. If you use that move, please forgive me!" Feng Ding put down the bottle of medicine and laughed: "Brother, you are right, don't worry about that killing move, just don't worry about it, from now on, compared to brother Wu, you will have to be more careful. You also saw that young man Wan Tianba from before, his martial arts is not ordinary, he is a ruthless character, if you meet him in the semi-finals, you must be careful!" Jiang Feng was very grateful when he heard that Feng Ding was always thinking about him. At the very least, until now, he had turned in a big brother who truly treated him sincerely. He was a little excited as he said, "Big Brother, I will definitely remember your kindness towards me." Feng Ding said: "Brother, I am already very pleased to be able to remember this big brother of mine. However, since I have already been defeated at the Martial Arts Competition, it is about time for me to return to Shandong." Jiang Feng was moved and asked, "Big brother, why are you in such a hurry?" If you stay in the capital for a few more days, you will have to wait until the Martial Arts Competition is over before you can leave. " Feng Ding shook his head and sighed: "Little brother, you don't know this, but I am a martial arts master, so I cannot slack off. After I leave, Little brother, you have to take care. Big brother will be waiting in Shandong for news of your fame." A sorrowful look appeared on Jiang Feng's face as he said, "Big brother, don't worry. I will definitely come to Shandong Province to find you in the near future." Feng Ding extended his palm and said loudly, "Good, a word from a lord, a whip!" Jiang Feng clasped his hands together before clenching them tightly, "Big brother, take care of yourself along the way." Feng Ding was naturally sad in his heart. It was just that he had experienced too much, so he wouldn't show it on his face. Feng Ding said, "Okay, little brother, I am going back to the inn to pack my luggage, and then we will leave for Shandong. Qingshan will not change, and there will always be green waters flowing. We brothers believe that we will soon have the opportunity to meet again." Jiang Feng said, "Big Brother, I'll go back with you. I'll send you out of the city." Feng Ding said: "Haha, very good, let's go brother!" The two of them no longer looked at Yan Kuo and Yuchi Huang's battle and walked out of the venue, returning to the Pleasing Inn.

Yan Kuo and Yuchi Huang were almost equally strong, but as time passed, Yuchi Huang's physical strength decreased, and the more Yuchi Huang fought, the more brave he became, and gradually, Yuchi Huang only had the ability to defend, and it got harder and harder. Yan Kuo roared, and with one move, 'Big Saber Breaks the Five Mountains', Yuchi Huang was unable to block it. Immediately, Yuchi Huang vomited blood and fell to the ground. Yan Kuo once again chopped down with his saber. The broadsword stopped in front of Yuchi Huang as a strand of hair floated down. This really scared the Ghost Copper Whip. Yan Kuo coldly snorted and said, "I won, you can leave now!" He was standing alone on the stage with a saber in his hand. He had a sense of majesty that no one else could replace. He had also become the third contestant to enter the top eight.

There were two sides to the conversation. Not to mention that Du Shaoyang was helping his Martial Uncle back to the inn and was resting with him in his room. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. He got up and opened it to find a man, about 35 or 36 years old, standing there with a headband covering his head. Du Shaoyang was secretly on guard as he asked, "Why are your dead men looking for me again?" Daoist Great Void sat up on the bed and listened to their conversation. The man said, "Our Young Hall Master sincerely invites you to be a guest at the Door of the Dead. I hope Young Master Du will not decline." Du Shaoyang's brows slightly creased as he said: "Could it be that you didn't suffer enough last night and still dare to disturb the rest of my martial uncle's rest?" The man sinisterly laughed a few times, then said: "Our Young Hall Master has instructed us, if Young Master Du is unwilling to come to our Deathland Gate as a guest, then he will not be able to guarantee Lady Li Qing Shuang's safety. You should think about it yourself, do you want to go or not?" When Du Shaoyang heard the name Li Qing Shuang, his body involuntarily trembled, and he anxiously asked: "What did you say? How could Glaucous be at your death's door? " The man didn't want to delay any longer and said: "It doesn't matter if Young Master Du believes or not. In short, you don't need to go back with me. Tomorrow, our Young Hall Master will personally send Miss Li here. Du Shaoyang grabbed his shirt and said angrily: "If you dare to do anything to Glaucous, don't blame me for my Clear Void Party for being rude to you!" When the man saw the murderous light in Du Shaoyang's eyes, he immediately softened and said, "Young Master Du, I am only here to deliver a message for our Young Hall Master. Our Young Hall Master is sincere in inviting you and Miss Li, so I will naturally entertain her well." Only then did Du Shaoyang let go and turned around, "Martial Uncle, I will go with him to the Deathland Gate. Please rest well first!" Taoist Taixu said with worry, "Shaoyang, you must be careful, you must save the little girl Li." Du Shaoyang bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Junior Master! Rest assured, I will definitely bring Glaucous back safely. " The Great Void Daoist stroked his beard, gesturing for Du Shaoyang to leave.

Du Shaoyang looked at the man and said: "Let's go, take me to see your Young Hall Master!" The man obediently accepted the offer. Then, he led Du Shaoyang to the death gate.

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.