Chapter 289 - Cruel Top 16; Thousand Swords Break Mountains and Rivers (1/2)
The elimination round where the top sixteen would emerge from the thirty-two candidates was far more intense than the elimination round of the top thirty-two that advanced from sixty-four candidates.
At the end of today’s competition, everyone who was already surprised saw the following fight queue suddenly found that the recruits left in the top sixteen were incredibly dazzling. Many of these participants, if placed in any of the previous Martial Tournaments, would be steady champion candidates.
However, it was unclear if this year’s recruit tournament was just overly monstrous, or if the level of importance placed by each state’s military region was higher than before. Besides Qin Fen, who stood alone at the peak, the strengths of everyone else were shockingly close.
Such fight queue led people to be even more skeptical about whether the final winner would still be able to walk to the face Qin Fen if these young recruits were to fight like the battle between Du Peng and Zeus.
The fight queue for the advanced Top Sixteen appeared on the big screen almost immediately. The first match would be the first martial artist to release a seven-star strength during the elimination round from the Top Thirty Two to Top Sixteen, Xue Tian!
His opponent was a recruit from the American recruit camp who claimed to be on par with Little Dragon King Yang Lie and had an incredible impetus – Sky Splitter Brooks.
On one side, we have Furious Beheader Xue Tian, who was carefree and seemed like he had more of a playful attitude than a fighter’s attitude. And the other was Sky Splitter Brooks, who looked like he was still half asleep every day.
The two young recruits who were incredibly strong but appeared uncommitted had met one another. Everyone was looking forward to seeing what kind of battle this will turn out to be.
The second fight queue of the top sixteen into the quarterfinals also attracted everyone’s attention. Chen Feiyu vs Little Dragon King, Yang Lie!
If the opponent that Little Dragon King met was any other seven-star martial artists, perhaps Yang Lie’s winning scene would look a little better. But now, his opponent was the thirty-year-old Chen Feiyu whose every action was filled with an aura rich with combat experience. Although the bandage wrapped around his hand was white, it gave off a red bloody sense.
This was yet another battle in which its results were unpredictable.
The third fighter queue, Mourad Tschick vs Great Emperor Caesar.
No one would belittle Caesar. With the explosion of Qin Fen’s eight-star strength, many were beginning to speculate if Caesar, who claimed to have the instincts of a great emperor would be able to endure the feeling of being pressed down by Qin Fen? Would the strong pressure become the key to his breakthrough in becoming an eight-star martial artist?
Although the Top Thirty-two progressing to the Top Sixteen battle had just ended, many have begun to predict that Caesar would perhaps have the best chance among the young recruits to enter the eight-star level and challenge Qin Fen, who was standing solo at the peak.
Mourad Tschick, the current last remaining participant from West Asia in the tournament! Mars’ super teen martial artist, Shang Guan Chuan Qi’s junior! With the uncovering of this mysterious veil, those who were initially optimistic about Caesar’s final victory had started to show some doubts.
Shang Guan Chuan Qi! The pride of Mars’ younger generation martial artists! His junior? There is no way he would be a hollow radish, right? The West Asian Military Region had been bumping into dead ends in the Recruit Tournament recently, and now it could be said that all the glory and hope of West Asia was on his shoulders.
Would one’s spirit be able to influence the battle outcome?
Before the battle between Zeus and Du Peng, many would think that strength was absolute.
However, with the end of the tragic battle between the two sides, many people began to understand that the glory of the recruit tournament could make people create unimaginable situations.
Mourad Tschick’s hatred toward Qin Fen was a fact that anyone who was not blind could see. With the force of a hateful anger like this, Caesar would not necessarily be able to win in this battle.
For a martial artist, money may be important, but the most important thing was glory. The glory of a martial artist was above all else! In this tournament that had gathered five military regions, everyone had an incredibly strong heart of glory within them.
Mourad Tschick vs Caesar, who could win? Would it be Mourad Tschick’s launching revenge on Qin Fen? Or would it be the stepping stone for Great Emperor Caesar to surpass the peak known as Qin Fen?
Solomon vs Xing Wuyi, before the start of this battle, people seemed to all know the answer. Solomon, who leveled with Great Emperor Caesar would obviously be the easy winner of this battle.
As for Xing Wuyi? Many were guessing how many attacks would he be able to withstand from Solomon before being defeated.
Lin Ling vs Qin Fen.
Today, almost all of the participating recruits had showcased their strongest ability under the stimulation of the other young martial artists, as well as the pressure of the unbeatable Qin Fen. Only one person remained indifferent.
Lin Ling, this beauty who always had an emotionless expression carried out her usual own battle techniques, where she put down her opponent just with a simple karate chop. As for her strength? No one knew how strong she was.
How strong exactly was this woman who had fought alongside Qin Fen till the end in many other tournaments, and even beat Qin Fen in the sniper tournament? She hid her strength because she had a strength that could compete with Qin Fen, was that why she hid it on purpose? How much damage would she be able to inflict on Qin Fen?
The huge suspense was hovering in the hearts and minds of everyone. This answer could only wait till the next time these two compete, perhaps only then would the real condition be known.