I alone am the Honoured One!

Huh? Ling Xin glanced at Ling Chao, who was beside her and also had a surprised face. Ling Chao took a deep breath and stood up from her seat.

Ling Huang asked, "What are you going to do? Chao\'er?"

Ling Chao nodded her head "Of course to fight, Senior Tian." She kind of expected something like this to happen.

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhao Tian walking inside the battle floor, and Ling Meiying giggled softly. "It seems like he already knew you would fight."

Ling Huang nodded her head "Go and give a good fight."

*applause* The crowd erupted into thunderous applause as Zhao Tian stepped onto the battle floor, igniting a wave of excitement that swept through the entire arena.

*tap* Ling Chao also quickly got down from the VIP space and came in front of Zhao Tian with a determined look on her face.

Seeing that Ling Chao has also joined the battle floor, the announcer said, "Since both competitors are ready, let\'s begin the fight."

As the announcer\'s voice fell, *swoosh*, a gust of wind energy enveloped Ling Chao\'s body. "Whirlwind step." a mutter escaped her lips as she channeled the wind\'s astral energy into her body, boosting her agility.

*flick* In the next instant, she dashed towards Zhao Tian as she pulled back her hand, her physical strength enhanced by the astral energy, and she punched at Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian gently raised his arm, and as her fist came into contact with his palm, it came to a sudden halt. *thud*

Ling Chao didn\'t stop and punched him with her left hand. Zhao Tian fended off her feeble punches, and Ling Chao quickly moved her hand, again trying to hit him.

*fwoosh* But suddenly, a swirl of energy concentrated around her hand, "Cyclone fist," she again punched at Zhao Tian.

Seeing the powerful punch, Zhao Tian just blocked casually, not moving from his place, and the aftereffects of the cyclone fist caused a surge of air as his hair tousled in the breeze.

*woosh* *woosh* *woosh* Ling Chao continued to punch him with cyclone fists, but Zhao Tian shrugged them away.

Determined to gain the upper hand, Ling Chao swiftly lifted her leg and delivered a forceful kick in an attempt to overpower him.

Zhao Tian gently moved to the left, dodging her kick, and Ling Chao narrowed her eyes as she took a step back. "Aerial Mirage." A soft mutter left her lips.

*swish* Ling Chao again charged toward Zhao Tian; however, there is like an afterimage forming around her with her every movement to confuse Zhao Tian.

Despite her best efforts, Zhao Tian could easily see through her every move and reaching him with "Gale Blade," a surge of wind astral energy concentrated on Ling Chao\'s forearm, forming a blade-like forearm.

*sleech* She slashed her hand as her blade arm cleaved through the air. *triek* Zhao Tian blocked her blade with the wrist of his hand.

Ling Chao squinted her eyes and swiftly rotated her body, her blade aimed directly at Zhao Tian\'s waist. *slick* Zhao Tian caught the sharp blade in his palm, intercepting the slash.

Ling Chao quickly withdrew her hand and rained on him with a barrage of slashes. She used her aerial mirage and Whirlwind steps to move quickly around the arena and attack him in all directions.

And Zhao Tian, too, either blocked or dodged her attacks with ease. *swoosh* With a rush of astral energy, Ling Chao propelled herself in the air, jumping up.

And clenching her fist in a tight grip, she dashed at Zhao Tian, who was standing on the ground, aiming to punch him. But as he moved, her punch fell to the floor. *boom*

As her fist made contact with the floor, the impact created shockwaves that rippled through the air.

Ling Chao also didn\'t let him go and relentlessly attacked him. using her techniques.

And after a while, the audience saw Ling Chao gasping for air as she almost depleted her astral energy, spamming all her abilities.

Ling Chao took a deep breath before saying "I accept my defeat!"

*cheers* The crowd cheered for Ling Chao as they saw her trying her best against Zhao Tian in the match.

The people from powerful sects knew that Zhao Tian had a connection with people from Lunar Blossom Pavillion, so its natural that he didn\'t attack her.

A soft smile played on Zhao Tian\'s lips "Good battle."

*gasp* Hearing his compliment, Ling Chao was quickly flustered and gave a shy nod. "Thank you, Senior Tian."

After Zhao Tian and Ling Chao returned to their seats, the matches continued, and no one dared to fight Zhao Tian as they all gave up.

As time passed, the third round of competition also came to an end.

At this time, the announcer said, "With 10 wins, Zhao Tian of the Royal Academy secures first place."

*claps* The audience erupted in cheers as Zhao Tian won most of the matches without even entering the battle floor.

"With 9 wins, Lang Shao of the Stormweaver sect secures second place."

*claps* The people cheered for Lang Shao too, as they also enjoyed his matches and his electrifying display of lightning.

"With 8 wins, Ling Chao of the Lunar Blossom Pavillion secures third place."

The women from the Lunar Blossom Paviillion were happy that they got second place in Sect rankings, because Zhao Tian\'s royal academy won\'t be counted.

"With 7 wins, Tai Mo of the Shaolin Sect secures the fourth place."

"With 7 wins, Shen Juan of the Silver Lance Sect secures the sixth place."

"With 7 wins, Xia Chyou of the Frozen Peak sect secures the fifth place."

The announcer continued "With ten, nine and eight win... the first three places are already secured. But the fourth, fifth, and sixth place competitors have won the same number of matches."

"So if the three competitors are dissatisfied with the rankings, you can challenge your peers who have the same number of wins to rise up in the rankings."

The audience nodded their heads upon hearing the rules, as it would be unfair for the competitors if they had the same number of wins but were still in a lower rank than each other.

Xia Chyou of the Frozen Peak sect came forward, and she said, "I want to challenge the fourth place holder."