"Exactly, exactly."
Rong Xiao feigned mystery, "We'll know once we fight."
Lei Luo, the Desolate Lord, was eager, "Don't worry, I'll beat him so hard his teeth will be scattered all over the ground later."
Ming Zhi Tian pointed at Mai Qian Yang, the First Desolate Lord of the Last Desolate Land, "I want to challenge the First Desolate Lord."
"Arrogant!"
The Desolate Lords of Zhou Tun, Yi, and Heng Yang Desolates jumped out. "We haven't even challenged yet, and you dare to bypass us to directly challenge the First Desolate Lord? Isn't this kid too full of himself?"
They immediately vied with each other. "Let me teach him a lesson, ... I will! ... No, let me! ..."
"Enough!" Lei Luo, the Desolate Lord, stepped forward. "Are you three going to argue until the Year of the Monkey? Let me speak impartially. Let the Desolate Lord of Yi attack first. If he wins, then I will step up, and so on."
Ming Zhi Tian was a little impatient. "Have you made up your minds? Can we hurry up?"
"Arrogant!"
Every single one of them present was at the tenth level of the Supreme Emperor Realm. How could they tolerate the arrogance of a mere fifth-level Divine Emperor Realm?
Xiong Chi, the Desolate Lord, jumped onto the stage. "Ranked sixth, Xiong Chi, Desolate Lord of Yi, requests a duel!"
Both parties summoned their magic swords. Ming Zhi Tian said, "Let's go."
Xiong Chi, the Desolate Lord, attacked first! A sword strike filled with spiritual energy slashed towards Ming Zhi Tian.
Ming Zhi Tian dared not be careless. He summoned his Ci Long magic sword to meet the attack. The two swords clashed, emitting waves of spiritual energy.
Suddenly, Xiong Chi, the Desolate Lord, waved his hand! "Riding the Wind!"
A sword technique imbued with biting wind swept towards Ming Zhi Tian. Ming Zhi Tian was not flustered. He let out a loud shout, "Riding the Wind!"
"What?!"
Xiong Chi, the Desolate Lord, was ashamed. Ming Zhi Tian, just as the rumors said, could actually replicate techniques.
And... it wasn't just replication; it was replication at its peak. This meant that the same technique was used, but its power was even greater than the original!
Without a doubt, Xiong Chi, the Desolate Lord, was engulfed by his own technique. His clothes were tattered, and within five moves, he was defeated!
Cui Bei Jian, the Desolate Lord of Heng Yang, jumped up. "I'll go!"
"Opening!"
Ming Zhi Tian also shouted, "Opening!"
Five moves!
A commotion erupted from the audience! ...
"Another five moves, and he... lost?"
"I'll go!"
Mei Zhen Ya, the Desolate Lord of Kai Luo, brandished her long-jointed sword. "Brilliant..."
Ming Zhi Tian immediately reacted, "Brilliant Dragon!"
"Ugh! ..."
Mei Zhen Ya was struck and fell off the stage, tumbling to the ground.
"I'll go! ... I'll go!"
The challenge that was originally among the eight Desolate Lords had turned into a battle of attrition against Ming Zhi Tian alone, but he showed no fear.
Fi Ya Hong, the Desolate Lord of Zhou Tun, saw an opportunity. She thought that if she didn't use any techniques, Ming Zhi Tian wouldn't be able to replicate them, and he would surely lose.
But who would have thought that this would only make her lose faster? This was because Ming Zhi Tian not only replicated techniques; his abilities surpassed what ordinary people could imagine. His Immortal Emperor's Eye could discern all moves and trajectories.
With no other choice, Fi Ya Hong could only fight with all her might. "Devouring Moon!"
"Devouring Moon!" Ming Zhi Tian moved to embrace her. Fi Ya Hong, the fifth Desolate Lord, was defeated!
Lei Luo applauded and stepped onto the stage. "Desolate Lord Rong Xiao, you've really found a good helper."
Rong Xiao smiled slightly. "Desolate Lord Lei Luo, you flatter me. I intend to win the championship this year. Please rest early and do not compete with us insignificant figures."
"Hmph!" Lei Luo was enraged. "Until the very end, no one knows who will emerge victorious!"
He launched a sneak attack first! A barely perceptible sword qi grazed Ming Zhi Tian's cheek!
Rong Xiao was shocked and dismayed, as Lei Luo had made a move. "Desolate Lord Lei Luo! You! ..."