"Oh, just as well. My Overlord Sage Tribe will not let you get past the semifinals," the Overlord Sage Tribe Leader said after glancing at Chu Kuangren.
Chu Kuangren yawned. "I've heard too many harsh words. It's better for you to prove your strength with your actions."
"There's one more thing."
At this moment, the Thirteenth Prefect continued, "For the sake of fairness, all medicinal pills are prohibited in this competition."
Upon hearing that, Chu Kuangren's gaze turned cold. "First, you're going to abolish the point system, then you're going to ban the use of medicinal pills. Do you want my Black Heaven Sect disciples to tie up their hands and feet to compete with you?"
"Please don't be angry, Sect Leader Chu. This is all for the sake of fairness in the competition. After all, the Black Heaven Sect's pills are really against the rules for the other participants," the Thirteenth Prefect said calmly.
"Sect Leader, even without the pills, we can still win this competition. Just you wait," Murong Xuan said with determination.
"That's right. There's no meaning in winning too easily."
Nangong Huang added.
They had long decided to bring the champion of the championship back to the Black Heaven Sect as a token of gratitude to Chu Kuangren.
Therefore, no matter what difficulties they encountered, they would not retreat.
Chu Kuangren took a deep breath, glanced at the Thirteenth Prefect, and said, "You guys are the judges. Whatever you say goes."
He chose to respect the decisions of Nangong Huang and the rest.
"If there are no objections, then let the competition begin."
"This semi-final will be a best-of-three system. Each side will send out three people, and whoever wins two matches first will advance to the finals."
The Thirteenth Prefect said.
The rules of the competition were very simple.
Very soon.
The semi-finals began.
"Sect Leader, let me go first."
Nangong Huang twisted his neck and said eagerly.
"Alright." Chu Kuangren agreed.
On the arena, Nangong Huang's opponent was the Overlord Sage Tribe's Bachelor Sage. Chu Kuangren was quite familiar with that person.
It was the Holy Son Chang Yuan whom he had met on the street that day.
The Eye of Revelation opened.
Chu Kuangren analyzed the strength of both sides. "Yo, Nan Gonghuang's winning rate is as high as eighty percent."
He smiled.
It seemed that this so-called Holy Son Chang Yuan was also a rookie.
"Come!"
Nangong Huang took out his longsword and hooked his finger at Holy Son Chang Yuan.
"Humph, arrogant!"
Holy Son Chang Yuan roared, and a black violent airflow suddenly burst out from the surface of his body.
This was the Overlord Physique unique to the Overlord Physique Clan!
The Overlord Physique was one of the three thousand physiques. Although it was not comparable to the top-notch Daoist Physique, the probability of it appearing in the Overlord Sage Tribe was very high. Almost every sky-pride could obtain the Overlord Physique.
This was a very terrifying thing, and it was also the main reason why the Overlord Sage Tribe could dominate the Black Warrior Domain.
"Brilliant Heaven Shaking Fist!"
Holy Son Chang Yuan knew that Nangong Huang's strength was extraordinary, so he immediately used one of the most powerful Sage Techniques in his clan.
He threw a punch, and the violent Strength Qi formed a torrent, wrapped in Daoist Rhymes, wind and sand, like a black tornado, blasted towards Nangong Huang.
In the face of such a powerful attack, Nangong Huang did not panic. Instead, Yin Yang Divine Light circulated in his eyes.
The power of the Yin-Yang God-eye was activated!
"Yin Yang Divine Light, Ocean Wave Sword Art!"
A surge of Yin Yang Divine Light and endless Daoist Rhymes merged with his sword qi, and the surging sword qi gushed out like a tide.
In the face of such power, Holy Son Chang Yuan's Sage Technique was obviously inferior. At the moment of impact, his fist force could not advance any further. Instead, it was continuously pushed back by the impact of the sword qi.
"How is this possible!"
Holy Son Chang Yuan's expression changed drastically.
However, after the power of the sword qi broke through the fist force, it was already right in front of him. He quickly activated the Overlord Physique's ability, and spiritual energy mixed with the unique black aura of the Overlord Physique formed a black-golden barrier in front of him.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sword qi kept hitting the barrier!
The barrier let out a cracking sound, and in less than two breaths' time, cracks appeared on it before it finally shattered.
Holy Son Chang Yuan was blasted back dozens of feet by the impact of the sword qi.
Although he was not seriously injured, he was still in a rather sorry state.
More importantly, Nangong Huang followed up with another attack. Even though he had the upper hand, he did not hold back and used all his strength.
There was already a gap between their cultivation levels. In addition, Nangong Huang had read about Holy Son Chang Yuan before, so he knew his opponent's moves and weaknesses like the back of his hand. There was almost no suspense in this battle.
Bang!
With a slash of the sword, Holy Son Chang Yuan was blasted away and smashed into the wall of the arena. Even though he had the Overlord Physique and had a strong physical body, he was already riddled with scars from Nangong Huang's continuous attacks.
He fell to the ground and tried to prop himself up, but in the end, he could only lie on the ground unwillingly and could no longer stand up.
Nangong Huang had won this battle!
"Damn it!"
The Overlord Tribe Leader was so angry that he punched the wall of the spectator stand.
More than half of the wall of the spectator stand was directly smashed by him. He said with a gloomy expression, "How could this be? Chang Yuan's strength is second only to Chang Tian. How could he be defeated so quickly?!"
"That Nangong Huang seems to have seen through Chang Yuan's moves. What's going on?!"
The Overlord Sage Tribe's various cultivation techniques were all kept secret, and Chang Yuan cultivated the most top-notch Sage Technique in the tribe. Even in the Overlord Sage Tribe, not many people knew that technique.
How did Nangong Huang know his opponent's moves and weaknesses?
"This Black Heaven Sect is just too strange!"
The Sect Leaders and sky-prides of the orthodoxies could not help but mutter.
They had also noticed the strangeness of this battle, and when they thought about how Chu Kuangren could easily see through Li Yin's flaws.
A ridiculous thought suddenly popped into their minds. Could it be that Chu Kuangren could see through their cultivation techniques and flaws?
Wasn't this ability a little too overpowered?
The crowd shook their heads and quickly threw that ridiculous thought to the back of their minds. However, they were even more afraid of Chu Kuangren now.
The semifinals continued.
Due to Chang Yuan's defeat, the Overlord Sage Tribe would not be able to advance to the finals if they lost another round. Hence, they immediately sent out their strongest cultivator, Chang Tian.
Looking at Young Emperor Chang Tian in the arena, Lan Yu, who was beside Chu Kuangren, had a stern look in her eyes. "Master, let me fight this round."
"Alright."
Chu Kuangren nodded.
Lan Yu leaped down from the skybox, and with a flash of white light, a gorgeous silver-white armor had already covered her body.
An incredibly cold holy aura emanated and turned into a majestic domineering aura that crushed towards Chang Tian.
"Hmph, Young Emperor Lan Yu, I've always wanted to fight you!"
Chang Tian snorted coldly as a purple palm qi circled around his body. An overbearing Daoist Rhyme emanated and fought against Lan Yu's domineering aura.
It was the Overlord Sage Tribe's rare Purple-Blooded Overlord Physique, which was also one of the top thirty Supreme Daoist Physiques among the Three-Thousand Physiques.
"Let's fight!"
Without another word, Chang Tian attacked with all his might!
Purple sword qi condensed on his fist and a peerlessly domineering Daoist Rhyme filled the air. As he threw a punch, a purple fist seal appeared out of thin air and charged towards Lan Yu with an unstoppable force.
Lan Yu remained calm in the face of that attack. She gently tapped the scepter in her hand on the ground, and a white barrier appeared.
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