Richard
*Sang Myung-Jin smiled brightly as he pushed his hands together* **Adamantine Body: Golden Shrine Bell!!** *His golden qi projected out from his body, beginning to form into a large bell that would be used as a barrier...* **Prajana Divine Fist: Hands of Mercy!!!** *Sang Myung-Jin's eyes lit up with a golden light as he began to throw palm attacks, one after another. From how it seemed, it would appear that dozens of golden hands were flying towards Cheong Myeong to counter the attack coming towards him and to end this battle. Sang Myung-Jin put all his strength and qi pouring every last bit into it. As the large plum blossom qi tree fell down clashing against the palms... The tree was pushing up against the palms, however as it seemed the palms began to shatter further, as more and more began to break. The tree falling down upon him, Sang Myung-Jin now was fighting against the ultimate art of Cheong Myeong's plum blossom sword technique... At first, the bell held firmly as it showed promise of being able to repel it. However, it began to crack as it was giving way to the strength of the attack... More and more as it began cracking Sang Myung-Jin was seen to bow his head towards Cheong Myeong, as he knew that this was the end.*

```"Amitabha... Sword Master Cheong Myeong, I pray for your success to becoming the Sword God of our generation. I hope to fight alongside you one day"```

*The monk smiled as the his barrier collapsed... The attack falling down upon him... Ending the match... The outcome... Cheong Myeong winning... 7 minute match... Sang Myung-Jin's Adamantine Body had lost against Cheong Myeong's fanciful sword... Indeed it was a good match*
Sandra
*As the smoked cleared... It was revealed that Cheong Myeong and Sang Myung-Jin was standing... However, Cheong Myeong walked over to the man standing before them, he sheathed his sword, cupping both hands together. There, he bowed deeply as Sang Myung-Jin was standing unconscious... Although he had lost this fight... His fighting spirit held out... This was something Cheong Myeong acknowledged and respected... He hoped that one day they would fight once more and alongside each other... The audience was silent watching this exchange... Then the crowd roared loudly as this was an electric match that displayed the warriors' skills and determination to fight... Truly something ever so rare to find*

```"T-this concludes the first match of the semi-finals! S-sword Master Cheong Myeong of the Mount Hua Sect has triumphed over the Invincible Adamantine Body!"```
Ann
*Now it was time for the second match of the semi-finals, the match between the Tang Clan's Prince of Poison Tang Myeong In Vs The Namgong Clan's Thundering Sword Namgong Geum... An interesting battle that would easily be decided... Both members of the younger generation stepped up to the plate. His gaze roamed the area in search Cheong Myeong, while Tang Myeong In stood there... His veins bulging from the anger of not receiving any sort of attention from his opponent in front of him... Namgoong Geum finally found Cheong Myeong, however Tang Myeong In launched an attack, gathering the poisonous qi within his hands, then shooting it out in a wave towards him. When the attack was launched, his attention was finally caught back onto the battlefield, he didn't even attack. Instead he used his overwhelming presence and shot an image of Tang Myeong In being cut down with the sword in his mind... This disrupted the attack, with the poison dispersing and disappearing into thin air... Tang Myeong In fell to the floor petrified as he surrendered immediately after this exchange... This simple thing silenced the crowd... As everyone thought the same thing..."Namgoong Geum... Is on a different level..."...Namgoong Geum turned around and walked back to his family's section.*
Sandra
*It was now time for a 1 hour intermission before the finals! A battle that many are intrigued by... To see a descendent of the Sword Master Bloodline of the Mount Hua Sect battling against the current strongest noble clan... The young master of the Namgoong Clan... Cheong Myeong went back to his family and began to meditate to gather as much qi as he could before the next round*