Nine Revolutions Star Transformation

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: The Most Exciting Moment (Part 1)

Chu Linfeng never dreamed that Lin Ruoxi would appear on this tournament platform, but it was indeed a fact.

Lin Ruoxi walked over slowly, ”Lin Feng, surprised, right? I could also stand here.”

The voice was still as melodious as ever, and at this moment, Chu Linfeng wished he could hold Lin Ruoxi in his arms and caress her well.

However, he held back, fearing that if the Pure Yang Qi inside him got out of control, it would be utterly embarrassing.

Besides, this was not the appropriate place for such actions. After steadying his Heart Spirit, he smiled and said, ”Indeed, I am very surprised. I can hardly believe my eyes. Could it be that your Vermilion Bird Mark has awakened?”

Chu Linfeng recalled when he first met Lin Ruoxi, her strength was at most only the Second Level of Black Tortoise Realm.

Now being able to stand on this platform indicated that she had made several breakthroughs in these few months, her speed of improvement surpassing Chu Linfeng’s expectations.

In his heart, he thought, ”So the surprise Sister Yue’Er mentioned was her, what a surprise indeed!”

”Hehe, Lin Feng, now you see I wasn’t lying to you. The Profound Yin Body gains unimaginable benefits after receiving Pure Yang Body’s Pure Yang Qi.

At this moment, her strength is at least Seventh Level of Black Tortoise Realm. If given another six months, breaking through to the Earth Martial Realm wouldn’t be an issue.”

The voice of Sword Spirit Yue’er appeared in Chu Linfeng’s mind, leaving him speechless in amazement. He’s seen heaven-defying talents, but not someone as heaven-defying as Lin Ruoxi.

To have broken through the Fifth Layer, such speed is something not even the disciples of major clans might achieve, even with the help of Spirit Medicine.

Lin Ruoxi saw Chu Linfeng standing there a bit dazed. ”Lin Feng, what are you thinking about? The match is about to begin. I hope we don’t end up facing each other; if it happens, let it be at the final moment!”

”Hmm! I hope so! Why are you still wearing a veil?” Chu Linfeng immediately recovered from his shock and asked.

”I want only you to see my face; I don’t want others to.” Lin Ruoxi’s voice was very soft when she said this; even she almost couldn’t hear it.

Chu Linfeng felt a wave of emotion but didn’t know what to say. At that moment, Sima Jingyi’s voice came, ”Chu Linfeng, you’ve got quite the rapport, chatting non-stop. Now hurry and come over to draw your number tag.”

On the platform, the other seven male disciples all had a fierce look in their eyes, with Liu Lang from the Liu Family being the most formidable among them.

Without bothering to glance at him, Chu Linfeng quickly walked over to Sima Jingyi, drew a tag, and immediately turned away.

He dared not linger in front of Sima Jingyi, as she was quite dangerous, capable of making him lose control at any moment.

Sima Jingyi felt a slight sense of loss as she watched Chu Linfeng turn and leave. This kid never looked her in the eye since he arrived.

Was it because she had injured him yesterday, or was it due to his fiancée being on the platform?

It’s widely known that Lin Ruoxi is Chu Linfeng’s fiancée, but very few have seen her true appearance, leading many to believe she is ugly even now.

After Chu Linfeng drew his tag, the others also proceeded to draw theirs, quickly emptying Sima Jingyi’s box of ten tags.

”Everyone has drawn their tags. Now, please check the number on your tag. We are about to enter the most exciting moment of the once-every-three-years family tournament.”

Chu Linfeng looked at his tag, which read seven. As he was about to see the number on Lin Ruoxi’s tag, she walked over and indicated a number with her fingers, a two.

Chu Linyue also came over and asked, ”Lin Feng, what’s your number?” Actually, this was what Lin Ruoxi wanted to ask.

If she faced Chu Linfeng in the first round, she truly wouldn’t know how to compete, which was her greatest worry.

Chu Linfeng, however, had no such concerns, as Lin Ruoxi was number two, and no matter how the matches were arranged, he wouldn’t face her.

”Seven! Are you happy, Lin Yue? You’re not number three, are you?” Chu Linfeng teased.

”Haha, I’m not telling you! So annoying!” Chu Linyue said and turned away.

”Why has Lin Yue grown smaller again? It’s not like she’s suddenly big and then small!” Chu Linfeng immediately said.

Upon hearing this, Chu Linyue stopped suddenly, waited about two seconds, and then left again.

”Chu Linfeng, you are simply scum; one day I’ll make you regret it!” Chu Linyue thought to herself fiercely, her expression very unpleasant.

”What do you mean suddenly big and then small?” Lin Ruoxi didn’t understand what Chu Linfeng meant and immediately asked.

”This, I’ll tell you later! Ruoxi, good luck! I hope we can both enter the Celestial Dragon Academy.” Chu Linfeng said gently.

”Hmm! You too!”

The crowd gathered beneath the platform was eagerly awaiting the most exciting moment of the competition. At last, Sima Jingyi spoke,

”You have stood out among over a thousand family disciples, proving your strength. You have drawn your numbers, and now I will announce the final competition rules.

The one who drew number one will face the one who drew number ten, number two will face number nine, number three will face number eight, number four will face number seven...

In the event of injury during a match, if one party concedes, the other must not continue to attack, or they will be disqualified.

The victor moves on to the next match. There will be five competitors, but indeed only four will compete, meaning one person will advance without battling; who will be the lucky one? Let’s wait and see.

The final and most crucial moment arrives when the two victors of the matches and the one who advanced by luck engage in a free-for-all. The last one standing is the champion, while the first to fall or forfeit is third place.”

Sima Jingyi explained very clearly, and everyone understood the rules. Drawing a number tag to advance meant at least ensuring a spot in the top three in this tournament.

Seeing the rising excitement among the crowd, Sima Jingyi smiled and, glancing at Chu Linfeng from the corner of her eye, said, ”The match starts now; Number one versus Number ten!”

Chu Linfeng recognized the one who drew number one—it was Gongsun Hong from one of the five prominent families, the Gongsun Clan. He rarely participated in outside activities, spending most of his time practicing Martial Skills within the family, a typical martial arts fanatic.

The one with number ten was unfamiliar, likely belonging to a family with weaker influence, but nevertheless capable enough to stand here, demonstrating significant strength.

The platform was vast, and those like Chu Linfeng who were not currently competing stood in one corner, allowing a clear view of the entire battle.

This provided a great advantage in understanding the opponents’ attack styles and strategies.

At this point, Gongsun Hong and the unknown participant began their fight. Gongsun Hong wielded a large saber, thick and appearing to be a heavy weapon, fitting well with his large build.

The other participant used a folded fan as a weapon, waving it elegantly.

It was Chu Linfeng’s first time seeing someone use a folded fan as a weapon, and he became even more intrigued.

Gongsun Hong’s saber occasionally struck the folded fan, producing a clear metallic clashing sound, sparking occasionally, indicating significant force.

Neither of them employed Martial Skills directly, seemingly conserving their strength for the final match.

Or perhaps they were waiting for the right opportunity to deliver a fatal blow, both fighting conservatively without the brutality of a real clash.

”Damn! What the heck is this nonsense, you attack me once, I counter once. How long are they going to drag this out, a performance? Damn it, wasting my time!”

Someone in the audience expressed dissatisfaction, and perhaps sharing the same sentiment, the crowd began to jeer.

”Get it over quickly, use your Martial Skills, dumb pigs!”

”Young Master Gongsun, finish him with a killer move, don’t waste time!”

”Chu Linfeng’s matches are more exciting, these people are disappointing!”

Hearing the crowd’s discontent, the two on stage felt the increased pressure, noticeably speeding up their attacks.

At that moment, Gongsun Hong suddenly shouted, ”Blazing Flame Slash!”

Chu Linfeng saw flames instantly cover the saber in Gongsun Hong’s hand, as a fiery saber aura charged towards the opponent with thunderous momentum...