The final round of the Chosen Saint selection was imminent, and the crowd's atmosphere gradually heated up. When the ancient bell rang, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.
There was still a deacon who stood up with a black wooden box in his hand. After the box was opened, a bright spirit river rushed out and floated in the air, dazzling everyone's eyes.
"All Chosen Saints, draw a number for the fourth round!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Before the deacon's voice died away, the bright balls in the spirit river shot towards every hand that stretched out. Perhaps because this was the last round, a thread of spirit power extended out and spread continuously when the ball landed in the palm of the hand.
Then, the threads of spirit power intertwined and merged, connecting the numbers of two sides. Obviously, the two sides that were connected were the two sides that would fight in the next round.
Yan Chutian's gaze followed the thread and finally stopped at the other end of the thread, on the body of a man in green robes.
The man in green robes also looked over. When he saw Yan Chutian's face clearly, his expression was still cold, as if he didn't care who his opponent was at all.
At this moment, numerous gazes were also constantly looking over and constantly talking about the Chosen Saint who was determined to be his opponent. When a disciple finally noticed Yan Chutian's opponent, he couldn't help but be stunned and then couldn't help but tease him.
"This Yan Chu's good luck has also run out. In this last round, he actually met Ye Qing."
"Tsk tsk … among the remaining Chosen, there are still people who are on par with Zhou Xuan. If this Yan Chu met them, he might be able to continue his legend and become one of the top ten Chosen. Unfortunately, he met Ye Qing."
"What a pity. Ye Qing is not to be trifled with. Even if Zhou Xuan meets him, he doesn't have more than a thirty percent chance of winning. Even if this Yan Chu can defeat Zhou Xuan, he will still be doomed against Ye Qing!"
Many people shook their heads continuously. Although they didn't say the reason, the constant mention of the name Ye Qing made Yan Chutian think of something. Then, his eyes moved slightly, and there was a trace of seriousness that slowly emerged.
The green-clothed man in front of him should be Ye Qing, who had quite a reputation in the Southern Region. This Ye Qing had always been cold and taciturn, but he had created many miracles in the past. The biggest one was when he relied on his third level of elixir cultivation to kill a fourth level elixir spirit beast!
Even though that Spirit Beast was already injured, killing a Spirit Beast that was comparable to a top-notch Holy Son with just a third-level Elixir cultivation was still shocking. At least before Ye Qing, there had never been such a battle result in the southern region.
Because of this, if one were to say that Zhou Xuan had the ability to stand shoulder to shoulder with a top-notch Saint, then Ye Qing was already a true top-notch Saint. His battle record allowed him to sit firmly in this position!
Therefore, all the disciples felt that Yan Chutian was really too unlucky to have drawn Ye Qing as his opponent. After all, other than Ye Qing, there were a few other Holy Sons that were similar to Zhou Xuan. Since Yan Chutian could defeat Zhou Xuan, perhaps he could also defeat them.
But no matter what, the result of the draw was already a foregone conclusion and couldn't be changed. Everyone could only sigh in their hearts. It seemed that Yan Chu, the big dark horse, would unfortunately fall in the last round today.
Some people felt that it was a pity and sighed, but naturally, there were also people who secretly sneered, such as Xu Jian and Lu Yang and Qin Yi, who had been watching Yan Chutian walk step by step and had now been left far behind.
Being able to see that Yan Chutian had encountered such a powerful opponent naturally made them pleasantly surprised. Even Xu Jian couldn't wait to go up against him and personally kill him, completely crushing his momentum before he grew.
However, even if he couldn't do it himself, Ye Qing was enough.
Clang!
Everyone's thoughts were not on the same page. Once again, the dull sound of the ancient bell rumbled. Following that, the Holy Sons all flew into the air and landed on the stage corresponding to their number.
When Yan Chutian landed on the stage, the one who appeared in front of him was precisely Ye Qing.
"You idiot, your luck is really as bad as mine!"
Somewhere in the square, Loring clenched her fists tightly, a trace of worry appearing on her pretty face. Obviously, when she saw that Yan Chutian's opponent was Ye Qing, she already felt that there wasn't much hope.
However, in the end, she still mustered up her confidence in Yan Chutian. Then, she raised her fist and whispered, "You must do your best!"
"Ye Qing …"
On the high platform, Han Chen looked at the green-robed man who appeared in front of Yan Chutian and couldn't help but sigh softly. To be able to perform to this extent, Yan Chutian had already surprised him. However, it was as if the heavens were deliberately making things difficult for him, arranging stronger opponents for him time and time again.
However, Han Chen also understood that this was inevitable. After all, if he couldn't even pass this round of Ye Qing, Yan Chutian wouldn't have the qualifications to fight against the disciples of the Northern Region. He might as well give all his hopes to Li Qiu Yu.
Looking at Ye Qing opposite him, Yan Chutian's expression was as usual, without any fear. Because even if he felt that his luck was indeed a bit bad when facing Ye Qing, he had already made a lot of preparations. If he didn't have the chance to use them, it would be a pity.
If everyone knew what Yan Chutian was thinking, they would definitely give him a thumbs up. He was probably the only one who could have such thoughts.
"My name is Ye Qing."
The green-robed man, who was also Ye Qing, said indifferently. He introduced himself clearly in one sentence, because one Ye Qing could contain too much information.
Hearing this, Yan Chutian also said, "My name is Yan Chu."
Yan Chutian's sentence seemed to be a simple imitation, but it couldn't be refuted. His name was the same as Ye Qing's. Just two words could contain too much information. As long as one used this name to inquire a little in the Southern Region, one would know too many things.
But even so, Ye Qing also coldly glanced at Yan Chutian, and then said coldly, "In my hands, I won't give you so much luck. So if you know your limits, go down yourself. "
Ye Qing's voice was indifferent, but the meaning of his words clearly revealed a sense of arrogance. Thinking about it, which person at his level wasn't proud and arrogant?
Regarding this, Yan Chutian's reaction was still indifferent. Just like yesterday when he met Zhou Xuan, he silently took up a stance and was ready to fight.
Seeing that the opponent was determined, the arrogant Ye Qing naturally wouldn't say anything more. He directly used his Spirit Art. Light flickered on his body, and his body actually left his original position. In the next moment, he appeared behind Yan Chutian.
"Swoosh!"
Turning his palm into a blade, Ye Qing's hand blade fiercely chopped down. As his hand chopped down, it was so sharp that it seemed to cut the Spirit Qi, dissipating it into nothingness.
Such a seemingly simple attack, if one didn't have the cultivation of Elixir level three, it would definitely be extremely difficult to block.
However, facing such an attack, Yan Chutian's reaction was very simple. His right foot slightly stepped on the ground, and in an instant, his figure disappeared from his original position. Then, he appeared a few feet away, calmly looking at where Ye Qing's hand blade chopped down.
After his hand blade missed, Ye Qing's face was expressionless. His body flashed again, and his continuous attacks continued to descend, heading straight for Yan Chutian.
However, no matter how he attacked, Yan Chutian was always able to dodge. Under such circumstances, the expressions of the spectating disciples couldn't help but change slightly. Could there be more twists and turns in this battle?
At this moment, even the battle between Luo Xue, Xu Jian and the others was not as eye-catching as Yan Chutian's battle. This was because even in the final round, their opponents were still not as eye-catching as them. And what was the point of a battle that was almost destined to have an outcome?
After several failed attacks, Ye Qing's face was slightly gloomy. However, his gloominess wasn't because the opponent was able to dodge his attacks, but because he faintly felt that Yan Chutian seemed to be secretly arranging something.
In other words, the opponent had a secret method!
Therefore, Ye Qing was very domineering. He directly stopped his body, stood in the middle of the ring, looked around, and loudly said, "What method do you have? Just use it."
Seeing that the opponent had obviously sensed something, Yan Chutian of course no longer hid. Moreover, there were only a few steps left before he would succeed!
Therefore, Yan Chutian swept his right hand, and suddenly, several rays of light burst out, rushing to several corners of the ring and quickly disappearing. However, after the rays of light disappeared, there was a sense of perfection gradually growing between heaven and earth. This is …
"A formation enchantment …"
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