The opponent of Zhang Hao in this battle on the second day was also a Martial Warrior who used a saber. His name was Jun Mo Ming.
"Zhang Hao, although I know I am not your opponent, as a saber user, I cannot surrender without a fight. I know you are also a saber user, and I hope we can use our sabers to decide the winner." Jun Mo Ming said to Zhang Hao with a serious expression.
Zhang Hao's expression became solemn. He said lightly to Jun Mo Ming, "No problem."
Zhang Hao's Blood God Blade was unsheathed, and the Blood God Blade emitted a chilling radiance.
"Fight!"
Both sides drew their sabers almost simultaneously, and saber energy crisscrossed.
Jun Mo Ming's Moves were wide and sweeping, very simple and decisive. However, their power was great. Although wide and sweeping Moves are outstanding in terms of power, they inevitably leave many openings.
The two sides fought intensely for more than seventy Moves. Saber energy crisscrossed, and continuous saber light flickered.
Below the Battle Stage
"This Jun Mo Ming is not bad, actually being able to fight against Blood Saber for so long. It seems I underestimated him in the past," said a blue-clothed Disciple.
"Heh heh, didn't you see? Although Zhang Hao also drew his saber, he only used at most one-third of his strength. Otherwise, do you think Jun Mo Ming could last until now?" the green-clothed Disciple said with some disdain.
"You mean Zhang Hao is going easy on him? But why would Zhang Hao do that? He and Jun Mo Ming shouldn't have known each other before, right?" the blue-clothed Disciple said with some surprise.
The green-clothed Disciple said lightly, "You'll know if you watch. The winner should be decided soon."
At this moment, the two sides had fought for over a hundred Moves. Because Zhang Hao had some good feelings towards this guy, otherwise Zhang Hao could have ended the battle in at most three Moves. Those openings might not be significant to ordinary Martial Warriors, but for Zhang Hao, exploiting them was easy, breakable with a casual Move.
However, the battle situation could not be dragged on like this indefinitely.
Seeing Jun Mo Ming slash with a Move, this Move, the saber lights of dozens of sabers formed a wave of saber sea, crushing towards Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao smiled lightly and murmured, "Let's end the battle under your strongest saber strike!"
After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he advanced instead of retreating. With a loud roar, he slashed out with a saber. This saber strike was as fast as lightning, hitting the opening in Jun Mo Ming's Move directly.
The saber light was scattered, and Zhang Hao's Blood God Blade broke through from Jun Mo Ming's weakest point with a single strike. The powerful saber energy trapped Jun Mo Ming.
Zhang Hao's Blood God Blade was placed on Jun Mo Ming's neck. He smiled lightly and said, "Thank you for the concession!"
Although he lost, Jun Mo Ming didn't show the slightest bit of dejection. Instead, he was full of excitement as he said to him, "Zhang Hao, thank you. It's been a long time since I've had such an exhilarating battle. Thank you, I know you were going easy on me. I gained a lot from this battle."
Zhang Hao did not deny it, he just said to Jun Mo Ming, "Your Moves are straightforward, which is very good. But if you can fix the openings within them, your saber techniques will definitely improve to the next level."
Jun Mo Ming's expression trembled, knowing that Zhang Hao was giving him pointers. He immediately said to him excitedly, "Thank you for the pointers, Brother Zhang Hao. In the future, Brother Zhang Hao, if you ever need anything, I, Jun, will not hesitate to go through fire and water."
Zhang Hao knew that Jun Mo Ming was also a person of character, and smiled slightly, "Heh heh, Brother Jun, no need to be polite."
Just as Jun Mo Ming was about to step down, he suddenly remembered something. He said to Zhang Hao with a serious expression, "Brother Zhang Hao, you will definitely encounter Evil Sword Sheng Qianming. I have fought against him before, and this person is very strong. You must be careful of his sword."
Zhang Hao was slightly startled in his heart. Jun Mo Ming's words seemed to imply something, but why did he only tell him to be careful of the sword, and not the person?
The Referee glanced at Zhang Hao and announced publicly, "In this match, Zhang Hao wins..."
On the Fifth Battle Stage
Zhang Hao and Evil Sword Sheng Qianming were arguably the only ones who achieved nine consecutive victories. It remained to be seen who would ultimately stop this momentum.
And the final battle was the one between Zhang Hao and Sheng Qianming.
The betting odds opened up again. However, this time the odds for both sides were similar.
Zhang Hao winning had odds of 1:4, while Sheng Qianming winning had odds of 3:1.
After all, Zhang Hao had proven with his strength that he was not a true pushover. Even Gun Hou Yu Zongbao was defeated by Zhang Hao, which was enough to demonstrate this point.
However, Zhang Hao's odds were still a bit higher. After all, Evil Sword Sheng Qianming's strength was quite formidable. On the Fifth Battle Stage, Evil Sword Sheng Qianming's strength was still the strongest.
As usual, Zhang Hao had Liu Jie and others use spirit stones to bet on his victory. He was as confident in himself as ever.
Soon, the battle between Zhang Hao and Evil Sword Sheng Qianming was about to begin.
When the Referee called out their names, Zhang Hao and Sheng Qianming landed on the stage almost simultaneously.
Sheng Qianming looked at Zhang Hao and said lightly, "Zhang Hao, I never expected before this that the person who would fight me in the end would be you?"
"Heh heh, Young Master didn't expect it either. But Young Master is still looking forward to this battle." Zhang Hao said lightly as he looked at Sheng Qianming.
Sheng Qianming's eyes narrowed, and he said to him, "Oh, then who do you think will win this battle?"
Zhang Hao suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Heh heh, what's the meaning of who wins or loses? After this battle, the result will be clear."
Sheng Qianming also suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Well said, the result will be clear. I promised someone in this battle, so you are sure to die."
"Young Master's life is waiting for Ge Xia to take it. Come on!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Both sides moved extremely fast, colliding in an instant. Sabers and swords intersected, emitting crisp collision sounds.
After exchanging dozens of Moves, Zhang Hao found that Sheng Qianming's speed was extremely fast, and every time he made a Move, the opponent could always find his weakness as if they knew beforehand. This put him under pressure.
"Ice Seal Three Feet!"
"Sword Howl Nine Heavens!"
Sheng Qianming snorted coldly, his body like a phantom, and thrust in with a sword. Layers of sword shadows instantly broke through Zhang Hao's saber Move. The sharp sword shadows once again stabbed towards Zhang Hao.
This sword carried extremely terrifying Sword Intent. It was as if this sword contained a terrifying ancient fiend.
"Nine-tenths Sword Intent?"
Zhang Hao was greatly startled.
"Cold Blade Ice Heart!"
Zhang Hao roared angrily and used the most powerful Move of Aohan Six Styles.
The surrounding temperature instantly dropped by hundreds of degrees. It was as if even the air was Ice Sealing.
"Boom!"
Sabers and swords met, and two forces collided in the void.
Zhang Hao and Sheng Qianming each retreated seven steps. Their expressions both became solemn.
Zhang Hao did not use Hundred Blade Slash. He thought that if he used his trump card against Sheng Qianming, he would be passive when facing even stronger opponents in the subsequent top ten competition. Therefore, Zhang Hao planned for this battle to try his best not to use all his trump cards. He would rely solely on Aohan Six Styles to fight the enemy.
