379 Etiquette Or Not?

Lin Mu could tell that Qing Yuan Tiu was going to be one of the finalists and if his guess was correct Enlai Lan would be the other. Unless he fought them first and one of them was eliminated. Lin Mu didn't know how he would fare against Qing Yuan Tiu, as her fighting style wasn't something he had seen before.

If Lin Mu were able to use his abilities, all it would take is a single Blink to eliminate Qing Yuan Tiu. She couldn't move when she used her Gale River Palm and Lin Mu could dodge that easily with a blink. But being here meant that he would have to restrict himself to his sword skills and physical skills.

The Boulder collapsing fist was his most powerful attack, but it was also deadly and was a kill or be killed move. This tournament wasn't meant to be a fight to the death anyway, and thus he couldn't use that either.

'Using the short sword with my spirit sense would be enough to fight Qing Yuan Tiu, but there is no way she doesn't have a method to deal with that as she's from a sect.' Lin Mu strategized.

The next round started rather quickly, and it began from the ones that had fought first. This time hate method to draw lots was a bit different. The first winner of the match would fight against the one whose name was drawn.

"The contestant Muroung Ki will be fighting against… Nie Li!" The referee announced.

"Whoa, the first matches winner and last matches winner. This is an interesting combination." Someone from the crowd spoke.

"Though, Nie Lie will be at a disadvantage. He hasn't had enough time to rest like Murong Ki." An old aristocrat stated as he stroked his beard.

Lin Mu heard these words but shook his head. He had seen the last fight and while it looked like Nie Li was tired, he wasn't. He could sense their vital energy and could get a rough estimate from that. It definitely looked like Muroung Ki was still more tired than Nie Li.

"Hmm… Nie Li probably has a higher body tempering realm cultivation than Muroung Ki…" Lin Mu muttered to himself.

"That is correct." Wu Hei said after hearing his words.

"I am?" Lin Mu questioned.

"Yeah, Nie Li is one of the disciples of the Babbling Brook Sect. Most of their skills are physical ones which need a higher body tempering realm cultivation base than others. From what I know, while the Babbling Brook sect is a smaller sect, they still have a high requirement for a body tempering realm cultivator to join their sect.

Their core cultivation technique requirements are higher than normal." Wu Hei explained.

Lin Mu nodded his head and focused back on the fight.

~Smack~

Muroung Ki was the first one to get injured as Nie Li's fist sent his arm hurtling back. Nie Li had changed the momentum of Muroung Ki's punch by attacking it at a perpendicular angle.

"Aargh"

Muroung Ki grunted and tried to gain back his footing, but then Nie Li sent a spinning kick to the man's ribs, knocking him out of the ring.

"STOP! The winner is Nie Li!" The referee announced.

"That was unexpected?" A person sitting a few seats below spoke.

"Indeed, who knew Nie Li still had enough stamina left." The old man who had predicted his failure before spoke.

The first out of the eight matches had been completed and now only seven were left. Lin Mu watched them with a keen eye, even though they were a bit boring for him. It was now the fifth match, and it was finally the turn for Enlai Lan.

"Enlai Lan shall fight… Beilao Xin!" The referee announced.

The second contestant Beilao Xin was a woman that seemed to be in her early thirties. Apparently, she was both an aristocrat and also a disciple of a small cultivation sect. Her skills were decent enough, and she was at the peak stage of the Qi refining realm and it didn't seem like she had reached it recently but had been there for a while now.

Still, against Enlai Lan the chances of her winning were slim. Lin Mu wondered if she would be forfeiting the fight, but she did not. Lin Mu had seen her previous fight, which was against another peak stage qi refining realm cultivator and it was a slightly long fight.

They had fought for fifteen minutes before determining the winner. Looking at her, Lin Mu could tell that she was not tired and had most likely eaten an alchemical pill to make her return to her peak status. Enlai Lan was still the same as before, since he had not fought at all.

Both of them walked to the ring and Enlai Lan greeted Beilao Xin.

"I hope Lady Xin will take it easy on me." Enlai Lan stated.

"Ha ha~ I hope Lord Lan will do the same for this poor woman…" Beilao Xin replied.

Enlai Lan lightly chuckled before getting ready.

"FIGHT!" The referee ordered.

Unlike his previous gentleman like manners though, Enlai Lan was the first one to attack, and he attacked with full force. Beilao Xin seemed to not be expecting this, and her eyes went wide in shock. She hurriedly stepped aside to dodge the palm strike that was coming towards her, but still couldn't do it fully.

~THWACK~

That palm strike turned into a reverse handed slap instead and hit Beilao Xin on her shoulder.

~Crack~

In just hit, her shoulder was broken and she shouted in pain. Taking opportunity of the time she was dazed due to the pain, Enlai Lan attacked once more and sent her shooting out of the ring.

"STOP! The winner is Enlai Lan!" The referee declared.

"LORD ENLAI LAN WON!" The people that were with Enlai Lan shouted.

"Ahaha! That's what you get for not giving it your all." Wu Teng laughed as well.

He had seen how Enlai Lan acted before the fight, yet didn't do the same during the fight. This was what Wu Teng liked. A tiger fighting at its full power even to kill a rabbit.