Second Round……..START!

The second round of the tournament began with a buzz of excitement as the remaining contestants took to the martial arts platforms once more. Each match was a spectacle of skill and determination, showcasing the diverse talents of the young cultivators. Battles raged on one after the other, with winners advancing and losers leaving the arena with a mixture of disappointment and resolve.

Amidst the heated contests, Fēi Lóng Tiān found himself facing a mediocre-looking young man named Zhang Kai. This opponent had only scraped through the first round by defeating a weak contender, and he clearly underestimated Fēi Lóng Tiān due to his age.

"You're just a kid, what makes you think you can beat me?" Zhang Kai sneered, looking down on Fēi Lóng Tiān with disdain.

Fēi Lóng Tiān met his opponent's arrogance with a calm and composed expression, refusing to let the taunts affect him. He simply ignored Zhang Kai's words, which only fueled the youth's anger.

In a fit of rage, Zhang Kai lunged at Fēi Lóng Tiān, launching a flurry of attacks. However, Fēi Lóng Tiān's movements were like flowing water, effortlessly evading every strike with grace and precision. With one swift motion, he countered, and his celestial sword art came to life, slicing through Zhang Kai's defenses and pointing the sword at his opponent's neck.

The crowd gasped in astonishment at the display of power and skill. It was over in the blink of an eye, with Fēi Lóng Tiān emerging as the clear victor. The uproar from the spectators was palpable – how could a child of merely 9 years old possess such overbearing strength compared to opponents much older than him?

Fēi Lóng Tiān's triumph in the second round spread like wildfire through the tournament, earning him newfound respect and awe from his peers. Whispers of his incredible talent and potential circulated among the crowd, and many began to realize that underestimating him may be a grave mistake.

As the martial tournament progressed, an elder sat in the VIP section with an air of wisdom and power surrounding him. His presence was a mystery to most, but the city governor's subservience hinted at his importance. The elder's eyes flickered with intrigue as he observed Fēi Lóng Tiān's swift victory, his interest subtly hidden beneath a calm facade.

Meanwhile, In one corner of the arena, Yu Mei, the calm and composed fighter, faced off against another formidable opponent, Lin Wei. Both contestants exuded an aura of confidence, and the crowd eagerly awaited the clash of their martial arts prowess.

Yu Mei's movements were as fluid as a gentle breeze, gracefully dodging Lin Wei's fierce attacks with precise footwork. His defense seemed impenetrable, leaving Lin Wei frustrated and searching for an opening. But Lin Wei was not one to back down easily. With a burst of speed, he launched a series of lightning-fast strikes, aiming to catch Yu Mei off guard.

The duel escalated into a mesmerizing display of technique and skill. Yu Mei's strikes were like the dance of a butterfly, soft yet deadly, while Lin Wei's attacks were fierce and relentless. The two prodigies seemed evenly matched, and the audience held their breaths in anticipation. Eventually Yu Mei came out the victor, but not without some injuries.

On another platform, Shen Hua, the enigmatic martial artist, faced off against a challenger named Li Ming. Shen Hua's serene smile never wavered as he stood before his opponent, who was known for his power-based martial arts.

Li Ming launched a barrage of electrifying attacks, hoping to overwhelm Shen Hua with his power. However, Shen Hua's movements were like a tranquil lake, undisturbed by the storm raging around him. He evaded Li Ming's strikes effortlessly, seemingly predicting every move before it was executed.

As the battle continued, Shen Hua's counterattacks became more precise and purposeful. With seemingly minimal effort, he disabled Li Ming's offensive, leaving his opponent gasping for breath, while he eventually won the match.The spectators were in awe of Shen Hua's mastery over martial arts and his ability to remain composed in the face of such power.

In another intense matchup, Xiang Yu, the 12 year old youth known for his astonishing cultivation achievements, was pitted against a seasoned fighter named Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng was a burly and experienced warrior, known for his earth-shattering strikes and unyielding resilience.

Xiang Yu's demeanor remained cool and collected as he faced his formidable opponent. Despite the age gap, he held his ground, drawing upon his newfound strength at the 4th stage of Qi condensation. Jiang Feng underestimated the young prodigy, believing that his experience would triumph over raw talent.

However, Xiang Yu's swordsmanship was unparalleled. He moved with grace and precision, exploiting every opening in Jiang Feng's defense. The clash of sword and fist was intense, each strike leaving the crowd in awe of Xiang Yu's rapid growth.

In the end, Xiang Yu's quick reflexes and refined technique prevailed, delivering a swift victory. The crowd erupted in cheers, acknowledging the rise of this prodigious talent. The tournament had become a stage for young cultivators to showcase their extraordinary abilities, and Fēi Lóng Tiān watched with anticipation.

Lu Sheng, the unrivaled genius of Crimson Flame City, stepped onto the platform with an air of invincibility. His opponent, a talented youth named Li Wei, looked visibly intimidated by the prospect of facing such a prodigious talent.

As soon as the match began, Lu Sheng demonstrated his peerless skill, launching a series of lightning-fast strikes that left Li Wei bewildered and struggling to keep up. With each move, Lu Sheng seemed to possess an innate understanding of his opponent's weaknesses, exploiting them effortlessly.

Overwhelmed and recognizing the vast gap in their abilities, Li Wei surrendered without landing a single blow. The crowd reacted with understanding, knowing that challenging someone of Lu Sheng's caliber was akin to courting disaster. Lu Sheng's victory was met with applause, and he calmly stepped back, his aura of superiority only amplified by the easy triumph.

Gazes soon went towards Chen Qiang, the fierce and predatory fighter, who stood poised another platform, his saber gleaming under the sunlight. His opponent, a short youth with twin daggers, displayed a mixture of fear and determination, knowing the ruthless reputation that preceded Chen Qiang.

The fight began with an explosive clash of weapons, each strike reverberating through the arena. Chen Qiang's saber technique was unyielding, and his aggressiveness left the small youth scrambling to defend himself. Chen Qiang relentlessly pressed forward, sensing his opponent's fear.

Despite the youth's valiant efforts, Chen Qiang's ruthless precision eventually overwhelmed him. In a final, fatal strike, Chen Qiang's saber found its mark, and the small youth fell to the ground. The crowd's reaction was mixed - awe at Chen Qiang's prowess but also discomfort at witnessing such brutal combat.

Chen Qiang's victory was met with silence as he coldly left the platform, his demeanor unchanged by the outcome. His reputation as a merciless fighter only solidified further, and the tournament continued with a somber atmosphere, a reminder of the harsh realities of the martial world.