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*After an hour passed, it was time for the finals. Cheong Myeong versus Namgoong Geum. The announcer called for the two to step onto the platform, which the two did without question. However the atmosphere around was rather heavy... Tension within the air. Cheong Myeong and Namgoong Geum glared at each other, two apex predators that were about to fight*
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"Sword Master Cheong Myeong, let's see how strong you truly are"

*With this he grabbed the hilt of his sword, then unsheathed it gently... In that moment his fighting spirit was released upon Cheong Myeong... It was great and overwhelming for a typical martial artist. The images of being pierced through with the sword was sent to his head... Namgoong Geum had just stood there with his sword now unsheathed*
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*Cheong Myeong unsheathed his sword, but was ultimately met with the fighting spirit. In which he himself released his as well, clashing against Namgoong Geum's. Here he began a battle of their mind, where Namgoong Geum himself accepted and engaged within their image battle... If one watched carefully there would be silhouettes of two men swinging their blades rapidly, exchanging attacks on a similar skill level... Although there was no real contact yet, there was a high tension between the two. The audience watched intently... While there also being some who couldn't grasp what they were doing, to many they saw this unfold before their eyes.*
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*This mental battle stood for 3 minutes straight... But it would've seemed that the ground in front of the two showed signs of being cut. Here they both raised their blades and began swinging rapidly in all directions; top, right, left, horizontally, vertically, diagonally across, constantly in a never ending fashion. Their swords clashing against each other ringing loudly as the metal clinked against each other. What moved was their arms, nothing more nothing less, their eyes staring directly at each other keeping eye contact. Their swords continuously clashed as it slowly but surely began tilting in someone's advantage... From the beginning they had not been using qi, but the moment Namgoong Geum coated his sword in qi, the speed and power of which he swung at increased rapidly. This began to overwhelm Cheong Myeong, beginning to falter. However, he would soon do the same as his speed and power increased. But one thing that was different from Namgoong Geum's sword, was that Cheong Myeong's was faster... It had no hesitation... This difference began to allow slashes to go through, first starting with minor sleeve tears. Then shallow cuts on the forearm, slightly deeper cuts up the arm, eventually almost major cuts barely grazing Namgoong Geum... It was apparent that his sword was slower than his opponents... He immediately raised his sword... A dark cloud looming over the platform crackled from within... Then struck down a lightning bolt to the sword...* **Thunder Enhanced Qi** *This ceased all sword attacks coming as it released an intense pressure... His eyes crackled with lightning as it was apparent... He himself had a godly physique... The thunder god body...*

"There is no need to further entertain this... Let us end it here..."

*Namgoong Geum's gaze pierced Cheong Myeong, he jumped back pointing the blade down, rushing towards him, thrusting his thunder enhanced qi filled sword at him... Intending to end this early... They both knew continuing this standstill was not going to benefit either of them
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*Cheong Myeong watched as the lightning struck down from the dark cloud, being conducted into the sword. The man was now charging at him was an intense pressure coming from the blade... Cheong Myeong took a breath in... And took a breath out... He channeled all his qi from the deepest depths of his dantian... His eyes glowing... One with white... The other blade... At the center of his forehead a pink sword at the middle... His sword was engulfed in black and white qi... Cheong Myeong himself, although his sword was quicker, he had also sustained wounds from their exchange. Minor cuts on the arm, but two cuts at his torso, about an half an inch deep. Multiple cuts on the sides of his face from barely being able to parry and block Namgoong Geum's attacks.*


*It was now time for him to commence his attack. He took a single step forward... Disappearing for a brief moment as he met with Namgooong Geum face to face. He swung his blade forward... However this... Was much unlike his other attacks from before...3 ethereal blades followed behind the sword... Each containing the same amount of power behind each one... The ethereal sweetness erupted from the use of this new found sword technique... Black petals, accented with white fell gracefully... Some rushing forward with the sword attack, following wildly... When their swords touched the platform cracked from underneath their sword attack from the impact... Then erupting in a large explosion of qi, breaking and eradicating the brick from underneath them... Multiple elders stepped in as they repelled debris shot out towards the audience...*
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*The audience watched intently, waiting for the smoke to clear from the platform. Many medical personnel were on standby to treat both of them... Awaiting fervently at the chance... The great sects and noble clans stared at the stage... The Namgoong Clan patriarch crossed his arms as he knew the victor of this match. The man nodded as he accepted the outcome... Considering that there was an unknown variable that came into play today... However many began to question the sudden transformation of Cheong Myeong's power... Sweetness that cold only he described as smelling the plums in the ascended realm... The beauty of the petals gracing the world with its otherworldly beauty... This was the first they had ever seen...*

*The smoke began to clear as it revealed one man's had remained standing on the platform... Being support by his sword, stabbed into the ground. He stood there breathless... There being a large... Electricity filled cut in his chest, bleeding... Blood streamed from his head, as he stood there trying his best not to drop onto his knees... The man on the floor, unconscious...4 large cuts visible across his chest... Although not fatal, a great injury it was... The black and white petals fell to the floor, dissipating into nothingness... The victor of this battle was Cheong Myeong... The last man standing on the platform... The winner of the Dragon and Phoenix festival*
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*With the outcome apparent, the crowd cheered wildly. Red confetti being shot out and falling down upon the entire arena... The medical personnel rushed to Namgoong Geum, immediately putting him on a stretcher, rushing him out to be treated... Some approached Cheong Myeong, but he put his hand out to stop and wait*

"The winner of the finals by TKO, Sword Master Cheong Myeong of the Mount Hua Sect!!!! From now on, you are given the title of Sword Dragon, now recognized as the leading member of the younger generation! Acknowledged by the Martial Alliance, your reward is 1,000 ginseng please receive this gift presented by the head advisor of the martial alliance!"

*Cheong Myeong stood up properly, although weakly, he extend both arms out, taking the box off the presenter's hands. Cheong Myeong grabbed the hilt of his sword sheathing it... The spear flying to his hand... Using this to support him, as he walked down the steps, there the medical personnel intercepted him and rushed him off to the medical bay where he would be treated and out to rest for 6 days... Namgoong Geum having met the full brunt of this ungoldly attack was set to be put to rest for the same amount of days. With the outcome being in Cheong Myeong's favor, he had fulfilled what he set out to do coming back... He would now await for his injuries to heal before traveling*

*6 Days later, Cheong Myeong opened his eyes... The light peering from the little open crack of the window... He slowly sat up rubbing his eyes. He looked around and found that no one was in his room, the box containing the 1,000 year old ginseng was sitting on the night stand beside him. Most of Cheong Myeong's injuries were treated, however his wound wasn't fully healed as it had only been about a couple of days. But he took this opportunity to consume the ginseng and circulate his qi. Cheong Myeong grabbed the 1,000 year old ginseng and eat it whole, Kuching and chewing down on the root to the best of his abilities... Qi beginning to fill his body empowering him... His hair blew wildly as he began the process of circulating and absorbing the essence and qi from the ginseng he consumed... This process alone would take an entire day and require additional rest*

*A day later, he opened his eyes as a bright light engulfed him... Light shining from the inside to outside the windows... Many of Cheong Myeongs closest people rushed in bursting through the door as they witnessed the massive amount of light that came from inside. Their eyes wide open, jaw dropping, and skin turning pale as they had witnessed the birth of a true martial master... Someone befitting of his title of Sword Master. Truly unbelievable... There Cheong Myeong's pupils changed into that resembling a 4 pointed star... The eye color now rather pink, filled with energy... His star pupils being that of gold... Something within him awakened... Genetics locked due to a set mortal limit was lifted... He stood up emerging from his spot gently, he zoomed around the room gathering his things and getting dressed, all the while his closest people watched this unfold... After a few moments he was prepared to leave. His people still rather confused as he was too fast and had become rather different in feeling. They all said their good byes outside the doors of the Cold Flower Mountain Sect, he was walking away as those close to him cried as they saw someone they saw as an older brother, disciple brother, son, and even teacher... They wished he would stay longer, however he stayed for much longer than he had anticipated... A whole week practically... Gone... It was time he went back out there, he got onto the horse and began riding back to Sicarlus*