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Chapter 289

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"The Nine Deaths Blazing Blood Art is a great technique." Chu Kuangren's eyes lit up as he recalled the records of the Nine Deaths Blazing Blood Art.

The Nine Deaths Blazing Blood Art was a taboo technique for ordinary cultivators, but it was a great help to him!

Burning one's life force?

The other cultivators' expressions changed at the mention of it, but to Chu Kuangren, who had the Immortal Body, it was a piece of cake.

He could burn it however he wanted. If he could burn it to death, he would lose!

Without another word, Chu Kuangren immediately extracted the technique and absorbed a large amount of the profound knowledge related to this technique in an instant.

"I'll give it a try next time."

Chu Kuangren smirked. He was not in a hurry to use it.



It was the second day of the championship.

The third segment had begun.

Early in the morning, the auditorium was already filled to the brim. There were also many cultivators flying in the sky. It was a sea of people.

"The third segment is about to begin. I wonder what's going to happen this time. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Yeah, what happened yesterday was just too shocking. Especially Young Emperor Lan Yu's performance, it was just too amazing."

"The third segment is the arena battle. It'll be a real competition between the sky-prides. It'll be more exciting."

As the crowd waited expectantly, the sky-prides from each orthodoxy entered the arena one by one.

The Black Heaven Sect was one of them. As soon as they entered the arena, many people started chanting Lan Yu's name.

It was obvious that Lan Yu had gained a large number of fans the day before after defeating a hundred people on her own.

"Lan Yu, you're famous now."

Chu Kuangren teased.

Lan Yu remained calm. She did not care. She would become famous sooner or later as long as she stayed by Chu Kuangren's side.

The three prefects appeared in the arena.

"Today is the third segment of the championship. Each group will send out two sky-prides. Each group has six orthodoxies, which means twelve sky-prides will compete."

"Ten points will be awarded for every win until the final winner is decided. We'll start with Group A now."

The Thirteenth Prefect said.

Soon, the third segment began.

Chu Kuangren and the others went to the observation platform to watch the battles.

While they were watching, Nangong Huang and the others compared the information Chu Kuangren gave them yesterday with the sky-prides who were competing.

To their surprise, they realized that the information that Chu Kuangren had given them was shockingly similar to the techniques that these sky-prides had displayed!

"Tsk tsk, where did the Sect Leader get this information from? It's too accurate." Nangong Huang exclaimed.

"There's nothing to be alarmed about. Sect Leader always has some mystical abilities that we don't know about," Murong Xuan said as if he was used to it.

"That's true."

They were even more confident about this competition.

The geniuses of the other orthodoxies only knew a little about them, but they knew everything about their opponents. This was too great of an advantage.

"Defeat!!"

A furious roar resounded in the arena.

Chang Tian threw a punch, and a violent purple force immediately poured out. The huge force sent his opponent flying on the spot.

He defeated his opponent effortlessly.

After everything was done, Chang Tian looked in the direction of the Black Heaven Sect. His gaze landed on Lan Yu as if he was provoking her.

"This fellow really doesn't learn his lesson."

Chu Kuangren shook his head and said.

"He's provoking me. There's no need to trouble young master. If we meet in the tournament, I'll deal with him myself."

Lan Yu said calmly.

"Alright, I believe you." Chu Kuangren nodded.

Besides Chang Tian from the Overlord Sage Tribe, there were also sky-prides from other sage orthodoxies who performed well.

For example, Tempest Mountain's Ling Feng, Sky Emperor Palace's Jing Nian, a young man named Chang Ao, and the Nine Fortune Pavillion's Young Emperor.

These people could be strong opponents for Nangong Huang and the others.

It was already the next day when the matches for Group A, Group B, and Group C ended.

It was finally Group D's turn for the Black Heaven Sect.

The Linghu clan, Thunder Falcon Tribe, and a few other orthodoxies sent out their respective sky-prides. Chu Kuangren also sent Murong Xuan and Nangong Huang to fight.

The crowd was surprised to see those two.

They thought Chu Kuangren would send out Lan Yu again. After all, his opponent's strength was undeniable.

As long as Lan Yu fought, victory was almost guaranteed.

However, Chu Kuangren did not do anything.

"This is good too. It gives us a chance."

"Besides Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu, the others can't be that strong. With our strength, we might not lose."

"That's right …"

The crowd of sky-prides breathed a sigh of relief.

Both Murong Xuan and Nangong Huang frowned.

"It seems like we've been underestimated."

"Indeed." Murong Xuan and Nangong Huang looked at each other.

They were eager to find someone to test out the results of these days of training.

"Now, please draw your lots."

The Thirteenth Prefect said.

The crowd began to draw lots to choose their opponents.

To prevent themselves from drawing their own orthodoxies, they would always choose someone from another orthodoxy before drawing lots.

Soon, their opponents and the number of matches were determined.

Group D's first match was between Murong Xuan and Linghu Teng!

In the arena.

Murong Xuan stood with his sword in hand, looking energetic.

Opposite him, Linghu Teng glanced at Murong Xuan and curled his lips. "It's you. What a disappointment."

Murong Xuan said, "Are you looking down on me?"

"You're not even a Young Emperor. What right do you have for me to look up to you?" Linghu Teng sneered. After all, he was a Young Emperor, one of the most outstanding young men in the world.

Although Murong Xuan was a Daoist of the Black Heaven Sect, everyone knew that a Daoist was much weaker than a Young Emperor of the other orthodoxies.

"Do you know? I've been waiting for this match for a long time. "

Murong Xuan smiled.

He had been wanting to fight in the previous two rounds but had never succeeded. He had been holding back until now.

Now, he finally had the chance to fight!

"Oh, is that so? Then I'll let you … "

Whoosh!

Before Linghu Teng could finish his sentence, Murong Xuan, who was right in front of him, had already disappeared.

When Murong Xuan reappeared, he was already in front of Linghu Teng. His speed was so fast that Linghu Teng could not help but narrow his eyes.

"So fast!"

Linghu Teng channeled the spiritual energy in his body into the longsword in his hand. A mysterious Daoist Rhyme filled the air as he swung his sword.

A violent sword qi poured out like a tornado!

Murong Xuan seemed to have seen through his movements. Before he swung his sword, he had already leaped into the air, dodged the attack, and appeared behind him.

"Oh no!"

Linghu Teng's expression changed.

The power of his sword was very strong. However, every time he used it, his body would freeze for a moment due to the impact of the spiritual energy in his body.

Compared to the power of his sword technique, this momentary paralysis was something that not many people would notice in a battle.

However, it was as if Murong Xuan had been waiting for him to make his move. After dodging the attack, he appeared behind Linghu Teng and took advantage of the momentary paralysis to quickly attack. Scorching and explosive sword qi instantly erupted!

Boom, boom, boom …

The majestic sword qi continuously attacked Linghu Teng's body. In an instant, he was sent flying and crashed into a wall far away.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Linghu Teng roared in anger. When his body recovered from the paralysis, he was about to counterattack. However, he saw six huge fireballs above Murong Xuan's head, looking extremely imposing.

"Divine Nine Suns Technique, Six Suns Slash!"

Six huge fireballs wrapped in sword qi shot out, smashing into Linghu Teng's body one after another.

When everything had dissipated, Linghu Teng's entire body was charred black as he lay on the ground. His eyes had rolled back and he had fainted.

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