Du Bing looked at the Terminus Soldiers on the stage and said with lingering fear, "Liu Xian's Terminus Soldiers are very powerful. He must have added special materials to them. Their destructive and defensive powers exceed ordinary Terminus Soldiers."
"What is Zhou Bai doing!?" Xia Li said unhappily, "Why is he always lying on the ground!?"
Jing Xiu guessed, "Do you remember a martial art that is lying on the ground?"
"That makes sense." Du Bing's eyes instantly lit up. "But wrestling or lying on the ground fist techniques are very disadvantageous against the Terminus Soldiers' attacks."
"Wrestling?" Xia Li's eyes and nose scrunched up together. "Why would he want to practice wrestling?"
At the same time, the arena competition began. Liu Xian's ten-odd Terminus Soldiers had already charged in front of Zhou Bai and surrounded him. The ten-odd spears stabbed towards Zhou Bai with the sound of wind and thunder.
Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of attacks rang out, but Zhou Bai lay on the ground unscathed. He yawned slightly.
A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Xian's eyes. He formed hand seals and his Essence Soul Power fluctuated. "Valiant!"
"Army Destroyer!"
"Jingyue!"
As the three Dharma arts were cast, the ten-odd Terminus Soldiers paused. Their strength, speed, and explosive power all increased greatly. The ten-odd spears exploded with astonishing power as they stabbed towards Zhou Bai's chest.
However, Zhou Bai's eyes suddenly opened. Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed. His Essence Soul Power fluctuated as he grabbed all the ten-odd spears. With a light push, he pushed all the Terminus Soldiers into the sky.
Liu Xian stared at this scene with wide eyes. "He actually pushed all the Terminus Soldiers into the sky? How high is this guy's Essence Soul Power? "
A hint of surprise appeared in Zhao Shouyi's eyes. "From these fluctuations, Zhou Bai's Essence Soul Power is at least 220 points. It's even higher than Heretic's. It's no wonder he can block so many attacks. "
Lv Chongyang was both astonished and surprised. "This kid still had such a trick up his sleeve."
Zhou Shan frowned slightly. "He only has 720 theoretical points. If his Essence Soul Power is too high, it'll be dangerous."
Obviously, the reason why Zhou Bai was able to block so many attacks along the way was attributed to his high Primordial Spirit value.
In reality, this was indeed the case. Apart from Qian Wangsun's arrow of Qi, which had penetrated Zhou Bai's soul power because it was too small, no one else had been able to break through the defense of Zhou Bai's soul power. Therefore, he had not even used his defensive power yet.
Zhou Bai flung the Terminus Soldiers out of the Terminus Soldiers and looked at him. He looked at Liu Xian. "What other moves do you have?"
Seeing his Terminus Soldier being casually smashed away like a toy, Liu Xian's face alternated between green and white. I … I actually … actually have such a big gap between me and Zhou Bai?
Liu Xian was not born and raised in Donghua City. He came from the central Celestial Court City. That was where the Celestial Court was stationed. It was also the most important and powerful city among the five main cities.
Liu Xian had seen many descendants of immortals and gods in that city. He had seen them squander resources and waste cultivation materials. In one night, they had squandered everything that mortals could only get in a lifetime.
Liu Xian had seen many descendants of immortals and gods in that city. He had seen them squander resources recklessly and waste cultivation materials. In one night, they had squandered everything that mortals could only get in a lifetime.
Zhou Bai fed his dog with points and skipped classes. In Liu Xian's eyes, these things were a waste of the school's resources. They reminded him of the people in Celestial Court City.
In a trance, Liu Xian saw Zhou Bai overlapping with those figures.
It was hard to describe what Liu Xian was feeling at this moment. With a final roar, the power of his Primordial Spirit soared into the sky and transformed into an invisible spear. As he charged forward, it was as if he would rather die than surrender on the battlefield. It charged towards Zhou Bai.
Then, he was slapped out of the arena by Zhou Bai.
Liu Xian absent-mindedly raised his head and looked at Zhou Bai who was standing on the stage. He was at a loss. I lost … He can beat me while lying down?
"Zhou Bai's Primordial Soul is so high?" Xia Li said in disbelief. She suddenly remembered what Zhou Bai had said before. "287 Primordial Soul? Is it true? " She shook her head violently. "Impossible. No matter what … 287 Primordial Soul is too ridiculous."
However, she couldn't help but feel confused. Jing Xiu, who was beside her, felt the same.
In the arena, after Zhou Bai defeated Liu Xian, he looked at Heretic and thought to himself, I'm not going to rest anymore. I'll fight him directly. That way, I'll be able to show off my strength.
Thinking of this, he hooked his index finger at Heretic. "Come on!"
"Come over here!"
"Let's start right away!"
Heretic smiled and walked up. "Zhou Bai, you didn't disappoint me. Your Primordial Soul is higher than mine, huh? Now that's interesting. "
Sun Yuzhen asked, "Zhou Bai, you just finished your battle. Are you sure you can fight again without resting?"
Zhou Bai said, "I warmed up just now." He lay on the ground motionlessly. His stamina and energy were rapidly recovering. Moreover, he didn't use much strength when he hit Liu Xian.
Sun Yuzhen said, "Alright then. We cultivators won't bother with formalities. Your final match will begin now."
In a split second, everyone's attention was focused on the arena.
Heretic glanced at Zhou Bai on the ground and said coldly, "You want to fight me while lying down? Stand up! "
Zhou Bai said, "You want me to stand up and fight? That depends on whether you're strong enough. "
"Hmph." Heretic snorted coldly. Streams of light flashed behind him, and magic swords swept toward Zhou Bai.
The magic swords materialized from Primordial Soul power gathered into one. They seemed to transform into a pillar of light that plowed through the ground and swept toward Zhou Bai's waist.
Facing Heretic's attack, Zhou Bai stretched out his palm. His palm was mixed with Primordial Soul power, and he slapped it toward the pillar of light.
He wanted to test if his defense could withstand Heretic's attack while lying down.
His palm slapped the magic swords. Amidst the violent collision, Zhou Bai lay like a mountain. He didn't move at all, and the pillar of light in front of him was pressed down by his palm.
The magic swords constantly bombarded him like pillars of light, but they were like a dragon that had been forcefully captured. No matter how they struggled or raged, they couldn't move Zhou Bai's body at all.
Heretic's brows twitched as he looked at the scene in front of him in shock. His magic swords had actually been blocked head-on. This was the first time someone had blocked his attack head-on since the actual combat assessment.
It had to be known that every magic sword materialized from his Primordial Soul power was no different from the magic swords cultivated from the zeroth rune diagram. Under the effects of the Hundred Refinements of God and Demon, it was equivalent to using the least amount of Primordial Soul power to unleash the greatest power.
Even Kong Lian, who had a beastial body, had been blasted out of the arena by the magic swords. Now, Zhou Bai had actually blocked his attack with a single palm?
Heretic's Primordial Soul power was unleashed at full force. Hundreds of streams of light surged out from behind him, transforming into sword light that swept toward Zhou Bai from all directions. They were like dozens of laser nets.
This terrifying attack made Liu Xian, Kong Lian, Xia Li, Jing Xiu, and the others below the arena feel their scalps go numb.
It turned out that Heretic had not even unleashed half of his strength before the finals.
At this moment, Heretic was attacking with full force, and the entire arena was enveloped by the light from the magic swords.
Zhou Bai, who was at the center of the attack, no longer defended passively. He twisted his body and finally performed the fist technique from the Great Dream Arhat Sutra.
His body suddenly darted out, and then he punched out with both fists. Accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder, he punched out one after another amidst the booming sounds of explosions. The beams of light that swept over were blasted away by his fists, unable to stop Zhou Bai's advance at all.
He did not even spare a glance at the magic swords that came sweeping over from behind him.
Just like that, he allowed the magic swords to sweep his body, but when the magic swords struck the surface of his body, they suddenly stopped, intercepted by his incomparably powerful defense. Then, under the effect of the recoil, the magic swords disintegrated, turning into a stream of light that dissipated into the air.
Just like that, he forcefully withstood the magic swords' attacks, continuously shattering the beams of light, and forced his way up to Heretic.
Looking at the surprised look on Heretic's face, Zhou Bai laughed out loud, "The Magic Sword is quite interesting. Heretic, I declare you the strongest in this batch after me."
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