Limitless Sword God

him to treatment.

“You honor, he cheated! He actually wanted to kill Su Hei! He broke the rules!” After Dong Mu saw the judges indifferent attitude towards the result of the match, but he wanted Su Yun to be punished.
Therefore, he was not content and shouted out his emotions.

“In the arena, fist’s have no eyes, and as long as Su Yun did not kill the opponent, there is no punishment.
This is the rules.” The judge said coldly.

Dong Mu hesitantly continued, ‘ But…just then he…”

“Are you just a sore loser?!! Practice is king.
The contestants are not the audience members, so this matter has nothing to do with the Su Family.”

After the judge finished, he ignored Dong Mu’s rebuttals and continued to organize the next match.

Dong Mu just stood there dumbly, and Su Yun stepped off the platform.
After he came to, Dong Mu shot a fierce glare at Su Yun, as he stormed off with his lackeys.

The disciples around Su Yun no longer had contempt in their eyes.
Many disciples were even fearful of Su Yun now.

With just these two matches, the disciples now had a new impression of him.

Perhaps, the title of trash no longer fit him.

In the corner of the tournament, several luxuriously dressed people were spectating the scene.

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“It appears that he has some skill,” The leader of the group said.

“Bah! That is all he is capable of.” The people beside him scoffed with faces full of disdain.

“I’ve already arranged everything.
so if he survives his next few matches and meets you in a match, you better not be incompetent!”

“Master, why are you so worried that I will lose?”

“Do I look worried?”

“Yes!”

“We shall see!” The master smiled and turned to leave.

Su Yun went back to find Xing Yang and Xin Yue was.
He saw the pale face of Xing Yang sitting at the meeting area.

With a glance at Xing Yang, Su Yun noticed that his body was riddled with scars, and he had many bruises on his face.
Xin Yue was applying medicine to Xing Yang’s wounds.

“What happened,” Su Yun asked.

“We just met a bastard,” Xing Yang hoarsely said with a depressed face.
With the wounds on his face, it pained Su Yun to see him this way.

“An inner sect disciple?”

“No, it was that Su Nanye.”

Not waiting for Xing Yang to continue, Xin Yue spitefully cursed, “My brother was matched up against him.
Even though Xing Yang lost over ten times, Su Nanye just did not relent.
He actually continued and intensified his attack on my brother.
Now my brother is really injured! That Su Nanye really is despicable!”

“You already met him in just three matches,” Su Yun frowned.

“Ugh!!!”

“Damn, I only got a little lazy, and I lost! I…I really am useless,” Xing Yang bemoaned as he clasped his head and he grounded his teeth.

He had practiced so hard and only achieved this result.
How could Xing Yang possibly accept this?

“Su Nanye is pretty strong and has had no shortage of cultivation medicine.
Furthermore, he is wearing armor, so it is not your fault that you couldn’t take him.
These things just happen, and your only choice is to work harder in the future,” Su Yun consoled.

Xin Yue nodded and Xing Yang sighed heavily.

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Flash….
(Tl: light sound, idk)

Suddenly, the tickets in Su Yun and Xin Yue emitted bright light…

After three days, the tournament had already eliminated many disciples.
Most of the trash students of the outer sect were cut.
The majority of the disciples that remained were the elites or inner sect disciples.

Su Yun easily went through to the second round, contrary to everyone’s expectations.
Since Xin Yue did not face anyone really strong, she also passed unharmed to the next round.
They were allowed to rest for one day, and then, the matches would resume.

Over half of the outer sect disciples were removed from the tournament, so the chances of facing any of the inner sect disciples increased greatly.

Most of the disciples in the outer sect would just forfeit, if they met an inner sect disciple.

Xing Yang went home to recuperate from his injury.
Xin Yue and Su Yun were at the square , waiting.
They were waiting for the next set of matches to be displayed on the board.

Flash… (Tl: light sound, idk, if anybody has any suggestions, please comment)

Just then, the ticket in Su Yun’s hands lit up.

Xin Yue said, “ Su Yun, I’m going to the audience to cheer for you!”

“Okay!” Su Yun nodded.

The duo went their separate ways.
Xin Yue went to the audience to find a place to cheer for Su Yun.
Meanwhile, Su Yun stepped up onto the first arena.

The opponent did not come out yet.
Su Yun calmly waited.
There were a lot of onlookers gathered for this match.
Nearly a hundred.

When Su Yun’s figure appeared in fellow disciples line of sight, they began to gather around his match, as if waiting for another amazing performance.

Many people could not believe that Su Yun would have a winning streak.
Therefore, more and more people came to the match.
Seeing was believing.

Just then, commotion suddenly erupted out from the side of the arena.

Su Yun and Xin Yue looked towards the sound of the commotion and saw Su Nanye was walking towards this arena.
Xin Yue’s face suddenly paled and with very pale lips, lightly said, “Could it be…that big brother Su Yun’s opponent is really him?”