YM778.TV Chapter 40
“So unlucky, I didn’t make it.” Justin Welan cried out in agony, as his name wasn’t on the big screen.
As a ‘genius’ who established his Foundation within a week, he was probably the only one who didn’t make it to the next round.
After all, even Vera Lee was lucky enough to advance to the second round. Jack Clark glanced over and found his own name in the first row, showing a smile on his face.
“All those who advanced, enter the arena and begin the second round of the martial arts competition.”
“Remember, stop when you have a winner.”
With Class 1’s director, Vernon Leinster, speaking, all the named students got up from the audience seats, picked up their weapons, and entered the field one after another.
After Crystal and the others had gone down, Jack also got up and carried his long knife.
It was then that Freya Louise gestured to him to cheer up, with a smile in her eyes: “Good luck, Jack, try to get into the Top 50.”
Jack turned and smiled at her, while Justin Welan on the side was a little confused.
What was going on? Where did they get the confidence to break into the Top 50?
When Jack came to the field below, many people had already eagerly jumped onto the fifty Martial Arts Arenas.
According to the rules, those who took the lead and won four consecutive matches could be considered successful defenders and would no longer accept challenges. In this case, the later the remaining opponents, the stronger they would be.
“Class 15, Derrick Raven, who wants to challenge?”
“Class 4, Brad Allen, who wants to come up and challenge?”
“Me, Class 9’s Hank Ferguson…”
Jack didn’t rush to the stage but turned to look at the No.1 arena in the distance, where a girl in a black trench coat with her long hair tied in a ponytail was standing sideways.
While other arenas had people eager to challenge, there was no one coming up to the No.1 arena, as if it were an invisible forbidden area.
“That’s Class 1’s Jane Aiken, huh.” Jack took a deep look at the girl before turning to walk towards the No.49 arena.
At No.2 arena, the male student carrying the pillar had an amazing aura, delivering a direct blow that sent a classmate flying together with his weapon, exuding an astonishing pressure.
As he passed the No.10 arena, he saw Crystal standing on top, fighting fiercely against a male student with a pair of hand knives.
At the No.29 arena, Matt Watkins and another male student were evenly matched.
At No.34 arena, Marcus Lee, who had been defeated by Jack Clark earlier in the morning, was swinging his heavy hammer, knocking a male student off the arena after thirteen consecutive strikes, his face showing a crazed laugh.
But before he could be happy for long, he saw Jack walking over from not far away, and his face suddenly stiffened with a smile.
Fortunately, Jack just gave him a light look and, under Marcus’s somewhat nervous gaze, walked towards the rear.
“Thank goodness he didn’t come to challenge me, it scared me to death.” Marcus patted his chest.
When Jack arrived at the No.49 arena, there were already two male students fighting each other. Seeing this, he stopped and watched with a few nearby students.
Those who made it into the top 200 were all strong.
Therefore, every time the two collided, a large number of sparks burst out from their weapons under the powerful impact, and the shock waves from the collision made the air hum.
Bang!
After more than twenty moves, the less skilled male student was kicked off the Martial Arts Arena.
“Thank you.”
At the No.49 arena, a buzz-cut male student showed a triumphant smile, glanced around, and shouted, “Who else wants to come up?”
There were only 200 students in the top fifty Martial Arts Arenas, so there weren’t many people around each arena, and those who didn’t have to compete were sitting in the audience seats.
These students around the arena were watching, comparing their own strength, and thinking about which arena would be more suitable for them to challenge, as each person had only one chance.
“I’ll go up.”
Just when a student on the side was eager to have a try, Jack jumped onto the two-meters-high Martial Arts Arena, which immediately made the buzz-cut male student’s expression slightly tense.
From this seemingly handsome male student, he inexplicably felt a faint sense of oppression.The bald male student was silent for a moment before introducing himself, “Class 37, Derrick Raven.”
“Class 3, Jack Clark.”
After saying that, Jack Clark pulled out a two-meter-long straight blade from behind him. Derrick Raven didn’t dare to be careless, so he circulated the Qi Blood within his body, and a powerful aura spread out.
In the audience seats, when Jack Clark jumped onto the No.49 Martial Arts Arena, Freya Louise’s gaze shifted to this side.
At the same time, Justin Welan also looked over and asked thoughtfully: “Freya, be honest, are you two hiding something from me?”
The long-haired girl slightly pursed her lips, revealing a smile, “You’ll see.”
“…” Justin Welan was speechless.
Kill!
On the Martial Arts Arena, Derrick Raven shouted and suddenly charged forward, appearing in front of Jack Clark in the blink of an eye after covering four meters. Both of his hands gripped his knife and slashed down from above.
The snow-white blade tore through the air, emitting a sharp scream. It was like a white light falling from the sky, and the resulting wind from the knife even made Jack Clark’s face hurt from the pressure.
Clang! Sparks flew.
Jack Clark blocked Derrick Raven’s full-strength slash effortlessly with one hand holding his horizontal knife. His body didn’t even shake, completely neutralizing the impact of the slash.
This scene made Derrick Raven’s face turn pale, and the gazes of the students watching below slightly congealed.
Because this meant that Jack Clark’s strength far exceeded Derrick Raven’s.
At that moment, Jack Clark’s formidable Qi Blood exploded, and his muscles swelled in an instant. His imposing manner changed sharply, like a giant elephant that had just been awakened.
Clang!
Under an astounding burst of strength from Jack Clark’s wrist, Derrick Raven was directly forced to retreat several steps.
At that moment, Jack Clark stepped forward and slashed, producing an instantaneous sharp and raging wind that howled in Derrick Raven’s ears, causing his body hair to stand up from the intense sense of death.
Clang! Derrick Raven held his knife with both hands in front of him, and sparks flew again.
Under the wild power, Derrick Raven was directly forced to retreat several steps after Jack Clark’s overbearing slash. Before he could react, the piercing sound of raging wind howled again.
Clang, clang, clang!!
Without any extra movements, Jack Clark simply stabbed horizontally, vertically, and horizontally again with his knife. Each slash was terrifyingly fast, each containing an impact force of over a thousand kilograms.
Under such terrifying power, Derrick Raven couldn’t withstand it, even if he practiced advanced cultivation methods.
After just four slashes, Derrick Raven was knocked off the arena by Jack Clark’s overbearing strikes, his trembling arms and the sore muscles making it difficult to even grip his weapon.
“Thank you.”
On the Martial Arts Arena, Jack Clark slowly put away his straight blade, and his stunningly handsome face showed a gentle smile. It was impossible to see any traces of his previous overbearing and violent demeanor.
“I, lost.” Derrick Raven said with some bitterness.
Soon after, when Jack Clark decided not to rest, the second student jumped onto the No.49 Martial Arts Arena.
“Class 15, Zachary Lyons.”
“Class 3, Jack Clark, be prepared.”
Roar!
Accompanied by the faint roar of an angry elephant, Jack Clark looked like a furious giant elephant with his two-meter-long straight blade tearing through the air, carrying a sharp howling as he slashed horizontally.
Clang, clang, clang!!
With three consecutive slashes, Jack Clark directly knocked the freshman named Zachary Lyons off the Martial Arts Arena, creating an oppressive atmosphere.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
For True Martial students, First Layer Heaven was still at the Foundation Establishment stage. As a result, their matches tended to be monotonous and dull, focusing mostly on strength and speed.
Only when both parties had similar strengths would their matches involve the clash of exquisite moves and battle awareness.
With Jack Clark’s current strength, as long as his opponents hadn’t reached the First Layer Heaven Limit, he didn’t even need to use his sword skills. He simply relied on his absolute strength and speed to cut through everything effortlessly.