Chapter 773

Third Rank?

Cao Qingyang had advanced to Third Rank?!

An uproar broke out. Everyone's expression was very interesting. It had been many years since a Third Rank Warrior had appeared in the Pugilistic World of Daibun.

Although the Wulin League claimed that the first Old Leader was still alive, no one had seen him. The old man, who was the same age as the country, had disappeared from the Pugilistic World for hundreds of years.

Now that Cao Qingyang had advanced to Third Rank, the reputation of the Wulin League had reached its highest level in history. Moreover, the King of Zhenbei of the Daibun Imperial Court had just fallen …

Did this mean that the Warrior of the Pugilistic World was going to rise?

Would the power structure of Daibun change because of this?

The most excited people were the Wulin League. A Pugilistic World organization with a Third Rank supporting it was a completely different concept from a recluse manipulating it from behind the scenes.

The Daibun Imperial Court only had one King of Zhenbei, and he had fallen.

Now, their Leader Cao was also a Third Rank. What did this mean? It meant that the Wulin League would become a force in the Central Plains, second only to the Imperial Court.

After the death of the King of Zhenbei, there was only one Supervisor in the Imperial Court. In the Wulin League, the new and old Leaders were both Third Rank. It was not too much to say that they were second.

"Is he already Third Rank …"

Xiao Yue Nu's beautiful eyes lit up. She was sincerely happy for the Wulin League and sincerely admired the Leader Cao Qingyang.

She was one generation younger than Cao Qingyang. She remembered that when her mother was the leader, she had evaluated the Wulin League Leader. He was not talented and his character was not outstanding.

If it was not for the previous Leader's unreasonable promotion, Cao Qingyang would not have become the Leader of the Wulin League.

However, after so many years had passed, Cao Qingyang had proven himself with facts. He had long been in the top three of the Martial Roll of Honor, aiming for the top of the Sword Province's martial arts world. Now, he had even advanced to the third rank, becoming one of the few martial artists in the system.

"The Leader has reached Third Rank?" Fu Jingmen, the leader of the Ultimate Fist Sect, could not hide his shock.

"In that case, the Nine-Colored Lotus is within reach. And with the Alliance Master's admiration for Xu Yinluo, he won't harm his life … So it seems that we will suffer a great loss if we withdraw from the competition. "

The two looked at each other and could not breathe.

Fu Jingmen, the leader of the leader of the Pavilion.

Since they had voluntarily chosen to withdraw, when the Nine-Colored Lotus matured, their sects would not have a share.

Fu Jingmen gritted his teeth and harrumphed, "No way. Even if I act unreasonable and act shamelessly, I still have to ask for the alliance leader's forgiveness."

Yang Cuixue's face twitched. Fu Jingmen was younger than Alliance Leader Cao, so it was fine for him to throw a tantrum. However, Fu Jingmen was older than Cao Qingyang. Although the pugilistic world valued strength, seniority was also important.

He couldn't bring himself to do it, but his heart ached.

On the other side, in the Yue Clan Villa, the faces of the Tian Di Hui disciples were ashen.

"If the heavens hadn't given birth to me, Yang Qianhuan, Daibun would be like a long night!"

"If the heavens hadn't given birth to me, Yang Qianhuan, I would've worshipped the eternal darkness!"

Yang Qianhuan yelled as he directed the ballistae to aim at Cao Qingyang and unleashed a volley of volleys.

Then, without thinking, he teleported away.

Then, without a second thought, he used a teleportation to slip away.

Boom, boom!

Cao Qingyang raised his hand and waved it in front of him. A barrier made of air appeared. The cannonballs exploded and the ballista broke. There was nothing within three feet of him.

This scene made the crowd even more certain that he had advanced to Rank-3. A Rank-4 would not be able to do it so easily.

Cao Qingyang walked into the array slowly and stopped in front of Nangong Qianrou. He said calmly, "You're Wei Yuan's godson. People with backgrounds are different. I'll give you a choice.

"Make way, and I won't argue with you. "If you don't, we'll fight to the death."

This was Cao Qingyang's personality. Even if he was afraid of the other party's background, he would still say it out loud.

Nangong Qianrou looked at him with a dark expression. After a few seconds of silence, he retreated to the side.

Since the other party was a Rank-3, there was no need for him to die. Moreover, guarding the lotus seed was only a mission. It was not a mission that he had to complete. There was no need to risk his life for it.

Cao Qingyang nodded slightly and continued walking deeper into the Yue Clan Villa.

The second test was a sword array!

The master of the array was Chu Yuanzhen.

The scholar in green robes stood at the eye of the array and looked at the approaching Cao Qingyang indifferently. He was not afraid or fearful because he was a Rank-3.

"I'll only use one sword. After that, you're free to come and go."

When Cao Qingyang heard this, his gaze fell on the longsword on his back. He said, "Is it the sword on your back?"

"You're not qualified for me to use this sword," Chu Yuanzhen said lightly.

"I can see that."

Cao Qingyang nodded. That was a sword of will. Not qualified was not referring to strength, but the target was not right.

"Then you're still far from it," Alliance Master Cao added calmly.

Chu Yuanzhen pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed them toward the sky. In an instant, sword Qi filled heaven and earth.

Cao Qingyang, who was in the middle of it, felt like he was in a sea of swords. The ground under his feet, the sky above his head, and the air around him had all turned into swords.

This was sword momentum!

Chu Yuanzhen took a step forward and pointed his fingers at Cao Qingyang.

He did not have a sword in his hand, nor did he materialize a sword. However, in Cao Qingyang's eyes, there was a majestic sword gleam that illuminated heaven and earth. It shot toward him with an unstoppable sharpness.

When the sword came, heaven and earth were filled with murderous intent.

Cao Qingyang slowly clenched his fist and met the sword gleam with a straight fist. He used the great strength of a Warrior to meet the murderous intent of heaven and earth.

Chu Yuanzhen's "sword" cracked inch by inch in his fist. The broken sword Qi left sword marks on the ground. Some were horizontal, some were vertical, some were slanted, and some were slanted …

Upon closer inspection, each sword mark contained a special "sword momentum." To the unaffiliated people of the Pugilistic World, each sword mark here was a top-notch sword technique.

If they could comprehend it, their cultivation would definitely increase.

"I've lost."

Chu Yuanzhen's right hand trembled slightly as if it was spasming. He reluctantly made a fist salute and stepped aside.

"With the help of the formation's momentum, even a Rank Four Warrior would be defeated by this strike." Cao Qingyang gave a very high evaluation.

He dusted his sleeves and continued to go deeper. Not long after, he saw Little Black Lina from the Southern Border.

"So this round is about strength?" Cao Qingyang glanced at her and saw through her identity as a member of the Strength Venomous Worm Division.

"I also only used one punch." Lina stared at him.

"Straightforward." Cao Qingyang smiled.

Lina did not speak anymore. She took a deep breath and began to gather her strength.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, then violently. A strong wind blew on the ground. Every breath she took would cause an exaggerated airflow.

Waves of invisible strength were added to her body. This was the amplification of the formation.

After a dozen or so breaths, her face began to flush red. Her neck, arms, and other exposed skin were also dyed with a layer of blood red, like a cooked prawn.

Thump thump, thump thump thump …. Lina's heartbeat was like a dense drum. If it was a normal Warrior, his heart would have been overwhelmed and exploded on the spot.

Her blood was like a broken dam, flushing through her blood vessels. Her body was like a sleeping beast that had awakened.

Strange patterns appeared on the surface of his skin, like tattoos, exuding a bewitching sense of beauty.

Crack!

The ground suddenly cracked. Lina was like an arrow that left the bow. In the process, she clenched her fists. The air seemed to explode from her clenched fists, letting out a loud sound.

Bang ….

After so many years, Xu Qi 'an once again heard the roar of a supersonic fighter jet.

Lina's punch had surpassed the speed of sound.

The sound only lasted for a moment before it was replaced by an even louder sound, similar to the explosion of a cannonball.

Although many people did not see this scene, or could not see it with their naked eyes, they could deduce from the change in sound that the last explosion came from the two of them.

The shockwave lifted up the bluestone slabs. The surrounding houses, trees, fake mountains and other things were all blown away. A circular area with a diameter of more than ten meters was formed.

In this circular area, there was only bare ground. Even the bluestone slabs were no longer there.

Lina sat on the ground and panted heavily. Her right arm hung limply. The bones in her entire arm, including her palm, were all broken.

Cao Qingyang shook his aching fist and sighed, "Just based on strength, the Power Gu Division is unparalleled."

In the third stage, he saw a burly monk. He stood with his palms together, his expression was one of deep hatred.

"Looking at you, you don't seem to want to retreat? Do you want to spar with me? "The Purple Robe Alliance Leader smiled.

He then looked around and realized that the place was shrouded in fog. It was easy to lose one's sense of direction.

"This seems to be a maze formation. It doesn't increase your combat power," Cao Qingyang reminded, "You're not even at the fourth rank. Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you with one slap?"

Hengy Yuan did not reply. He took a step back. The fog immediately swam and swallowed him.

A few seconds later, Cao Qingyang's ears moved slightly. He slapped his left back.

With a muffled groan, Hengy Yuan's figure appeared. He staggered backward. He entered the fog again and appeared behind Cao Qingyang. However, the Purple Robe Alliance Leader, who had already sensed it, fiercely leaned back and sent him flying.

He could not get up again.

Cao Qingyang continued to move forward. He passed through the fog and arrived at a courtyard. There was a chilly wind blowing and ghosts crying. Illusory shadows swam in the air and let out sharp whistling sounds.

"You're not at the third rank."

Amidst the cries of thousands of ghosts, Li Miaozhen floated in the air, silently looking down at Cao Qingyang.

Her body looked solid, but it was not a real body. It was her Yin Spirit.

Taoism was best at spells in the field of Primordial Spirit. Even wizards who were also good at this field were not as good as Taoism.

Warrior was famous for his destructive power and physical skills. Although he had no shortcomings in the field of Primordial Spirit, it was not outstanding either.

This Thousand Spirit Formation was specially designed to restrain a Fourth Rank Warrior.

"I'm indeed at the third rank now. However, my Primordial Spirit is still a distance away from the third rank." Cao Qingyang said frankly.

The essence blood given by the Elder Ancestor allowed him to experience the terror and strength of a Third Rank Warrior in a short period of time. However, his Primordial Spirit was still in its original state.

Li Miaozhen took out an illusory mirror and shone it in the air. Cao Qingyang's figure appeared in the mirror.

She reached into the mirror and took the figure out. She flicked her finger into a scarecrow's body.

The revenants pounced on the scarecrow, pressing its limbs and head.

Li Miaozhen reached out her hand and grabbed an illusory awl in the air. She was about to stab it between the scarecrow's eyebrows.

Cao Qingyang's Qi vibrated. The scarecrow suddenly exploded, turning the revenants that were pressing on it into powder.

Li Miaozhen raised her head and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

In the formation, the spirits also raised their heads and let out shrill screams.

The invisible sound waves pierced Cao Qingyang's brain like steel nails, stirring his Primordial Spirit and destroying his mind.

At the same time, the clothes on Cao Qingyang's body betrayed him. The belt tried to strangle him, the clothes tried to tie him up, and the two sleeves were knotted to tie his hands.

While the other party was in a daze, Li Miaozhen swooped down. She turned herself into a sharp arrow and shot toward the center of Cao Qingyang's eyebrows.

Behind her were thousands of soldiers and horses.

The undead swarmed around her and followed her.

Cao Qingyang woke up in time. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …

When the revenants touched the blood, they screamed and dissipated.

Li Miaozhen rolled in pain in the air and let out shrill screams. Her Yin Spirit dimmed a little.

"But my Qi and blood are of the third rank, and the blood on the tip of my tongue is of the utmost Yang. You haven't achieved the Yang Spirit, so you can't take my blood." Cao Qingyang laughed.

"It's not easy to raise ghosts. Do you want to keep these souls, or do you want me to help you?" He sneered.

Li Miaozhen tried her best. Her Yin Spirit returned to her body. Then, she took off the sachet at her waist, untied the knot, and kept the revenants.

He broke through five stages in one go. The Yue Clan Villa's painstaking plan was like child's play in front of Cao Qingyang. He destroyed everything in a crushing manner.

"Leader Cao is unparalleled. He is a first-class hero in the world."

"Unbelievable. I thought it would be a hard battle. I didn't expect it to be so easy."

"Leader Cao, I don't know if we can get a share of the loot. We are willing to serve the Wulin League."

The majestic army followed the path that Cao Qingyang had opened up and marched straight in.

Everyone's faces were full of smiles. They really didn't expect Cao Qingyang to be so strong. He turned a fierce battle into a game.

The formation that the high-ranked warlocks had painstakingly arranged, and the outstanding disciples of the Heaven and Man Sects were personally overseeing it. These were not enough to obstruct Cao Qingyang.

Like a hot knife through butter.

If Leader Cao had not entered the third rank, this might have been a hard battle. But now, there were no obstacles at all to take the nine-colored lotus. It could be said that it was a piece of cake.

"So the leader has a card up his sleeve. No wonder he never cared about our attitude. He didn't care about Yang Cuixue and Fu Jingmen's withdrawal." The leader of the Thousand Machines Sect sighed.

"In that case, his purpose for gathering us …" Lan Xinhui muttered to herself. Then, she became silent.

The answer was obvious. Cao Qingyang had not summoned all the sects to deal with the Yue Clan Villa. Their real enemies were the Earth Sect and the imperial court.

Even the unaffiliated cultivators of the pugilistic world were one of the enemies they had to be wary of.

If it was just the Yue Clan Villa, Leader Cao could crush them all by himself.

The disciples of the Heaven & Earth Society gritted their teeth and gathered together, but they were forced to retreat by the crowd.

There was no longer a need for them to defend their position, because everyone had expected this to be a bitter battle, a battle of attrition.

Despair surged in the hearts of every disciple.

"Oh, that little beauty is so pretty. Haha, I don't want the lotus seeds anymore. I'll take a beautiful girl back."

Someone in the crowd saw Qiu Chanyi, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Qiu Chanyi's looks were outstanding even in Myriad Flower Tower, where beauties were as common as clouds.

The unaffiliated cultivators of the pugilistic world had no shortage of troublemakers. A few men immediately called their friends and surrounded Qiu Chanyi and the others.

The daoist of the Earth Sect smiled sinisterly. "That's right. Even if we can't get the lotus seeds, we can take a beautiful girl back. It's not a wasted trip."

"If you don't make a move, we'll be the first to get it."

The daoist of the Earth Sect was encouraging the unaffiliated cultivators to kill all the "traitors" of the Earth Sect who refused to join the demonic path.

The disciples of the Heaven & Earth Society retreated again and again. They retreated to the deepest part of the villa, to the icy pond where the nine-colored lotus was growing.

Where else could they go when they reached the edge of the pond?

When that time came, they could only fight to the death.

Determination appeared on the faces of the disciples of the Heaven & Earth Society.

The battle did not begin, because everyone heard a cold laugh from the direction of the icy pond.

"Leader Cao, why don't you wait for a while? I'll kill these rascals first, then fight you."

The people of the pugilistic world who coveted Qiu Chanyi's beauty immediately fell silent.

They were still very afraid of Xu Yinluo.

Qiu Chanyi felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. She felt as if the voice had a special magic that made her feel safe.

The two of them faced each other as they moved forward. Soon, they arrived at the edge of the pond. The first thing they saw was the nine-colored lotus swaying in the pond.

An old daoist sat cross-legged beside the pond.

A young man in black robes with a ponytail stood on the path leading to the pond. He was facing off against Cao Qingyang with one hand on the hilt of his saber.

In terms of aura, he was no weaker than Cao Qingyang.

"This stage doesn't seem to have any formations. How does Xu Yinluo plan to defend it? "Cao Qingyang smiled warmly and confidently.

In an instant, hundreds of "spectators" turned to look at Xu Qi 'an.