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Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Even a follower of Changsun Liang was so awesome, so just how strong was that Holy Son?
The red-haired young man swept his eyes over the crowd, a hint of a sneer at the corner of his lips, and said, "With a single strike from Lord Holy Son, 99 of these 100 holes will light up simultaneously …"
Hiss, 99!
Everyone's mouths gaped wide, appearing incredibly shocked.
Most of them had tried, and even if the gap in strength was extremely large, the number of holes reflected was only one or two, and the total number was over 30. With a difference of 60 holes, how great was the gap in battle prowess?
It was practically unimaginable.
This was the strength of the Holy Son of the Black Moon Sect, so powerful that others did not even have the right to look up to him.
"Then, how many holes do we need to light up to ascend to Celestial Clouds Island?" someone suddenly asked in the crowd. That was a very ordinary-looking young man, and was shorter than the average person by half a head, so only his voice could be heard.
However, after he said this, those in front of him all moved aside, making him stand out.
The red-haired young man walked over, and his pupils involuntarily contracted as a chill rose up from the bottom of his heart. His whole body bounced up from the ground, and he entered into a guarded state.
It was as if he was not a person, but rather a primordial beast.
Those that could appear here were all top prodigies. Seeing this, they were all shocked. The red-haired young man was actually scared to such an extent; could it be that this short young man was very strong?
They did not come out because they were not strong enough. For example, Ling Han nodded internally. This short young man's strength was definitely above that of the red-haired young man.
"70 holes, and you have the right to ascend to Celestial Clouds Island." The red-haired young man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead before answering. Then, he glanced at the short young man, his eyes filled with wariness.
The short young man nodded, and smilingly said, "Then let me try." He walked out, and arrived in front of the copper pillar. Then, he paused, turned his head, and asked, "How many times can I try?"
"Three times." The red-haired young man broke out in a cold sweat again. He felt that the feeling of being stared at by the other was like being stared at by a terrifying great beast; it was too frightening.
The short young man smiled, clenched his right hand into a fist, and very casually punched at the copper pillar. Weng, row after row of holes lit up.
All seven rows lit up, and one in the eighth row also lit up.
Seventy-one eyes
Everyone was shocked. It turned out that there really were people who could reach the battle prowess of more than seventy eyes. They couldn't do it because they were far from being strong enough.
"How should I address you, sir?" In front of such power, the red-haired youth became respectful, no longer as arrogant as before.
"Swift Thunder City, Bian Zhe," the short young man said casually. He stared at the bronze pillar, and his expression turned solemn. Although he had obtained the right to enter the island, he was not overjoyed. Instead, he was extremely cautious.
He could only light up seventy-one eyes, but Changsun Liang could light up ninety-nine. How great was the difference between them?
"Let me try again," Bian Zhe said as he began to accumulate power.
A bestial roar came from his body. It sounded a little like a dragon's roar, but also a little like a tiger's roar. After the roar, a large number of people in the vicinity directly collapsed to the ground. What astonishing strength. He hadn't even made a move, but with just a roar, he had already subdued the enemy without a fight.
Wave after wave of powerful aura surged out from his body like a tsunami, pushing the people in the surroundings into a continuous retreat. What peak stage Saint Kings? They were completely insufficient to resist him.
In this way, the true elites immediately stood out. For example, Ling Han, the Empress, and a dozen or so others all stood proudly where they were, not taking a single step back. But similarly, there were still different levels of elites. Some people were only barely holding on, while people like Ling Han and the Empress were completely unconcerned. When they released their aura, that was what was truly frightening.
Bian Zhe's release of his aura was not to show off, nor was it meant to wound the enemy. Instead, he was accumulating power for a powerful move, and that was why the aura in his body had gone out of control.
No prodigy would admit defeat. This bronze pillar was the medium for him to exchange blows with Changsun Liang. The latter could light up ninety-nine eyes, and if he couldn't even light up 90 eyes, then no matter how rich his battle experience was, under the suppression of absolute power, he would only be left with a grievance.
He finally moved, still delivering a punch, but this time, his fist was wrapped in a ball of lightning, and one could clearly see multiple patterns of great dao pulsating, turning into multiple lightning dragons.
The punch landed, and lightning spread out, shaking the heavens and the earth.
When the lightning disappeared, it could be seen that there were also rows of holes on the bronze pillar that had lit up.
There were still eight rows. The first seven rows had all lit up, and the eighth row had nine.
What?
Such a terrifying attack, and it had actually only increased from 71 eyes to 79 eyes, and hadn't even broken through 80 eyes!
99 eyes, this was practically a record that could make one despair!
Hiss, just how strong was this Holy Son of Changsun Liang?
Bian Zhe couldn't help but be convinced. He stared blankly at the bronze pillar, his expression filled with desolation. At first, he had thought that he stood at the highest peak of the Saint King Tier, and only he had the right to look down on others, but only now did he know that there was always a higher mountain.
This gap was too wide, so wide that even he could not muster the confidence to surpass it.
As it turned out, even if they were at the same cultivation level, the gap could still be so wide.
However, Bian Zhe himself was also someone that others had to look up to. 79 eyes, the current best result, and the only person that had obtained the right to enter into Celestial Clouds Island.
If any Tom, Dick, or Harry could become a guest of Celestial Clouds Island, then the true prodigies would definitely not spare them a glance, and would be ashamed to be associated with them. But even an elite like Bian Zhe had only managed to unleash 79 eyes, and this caused the ambition of the top prodigies to rise.
'How many eyes can I unleash?'
"Hoho, I'll give it a try as well." A white-clothed youth walked out, his bearing graceful. His outward appearance was much better than Bian Zhe's. However, his abilities were inferior to Bian Zhe's, and even when he used a powerful technique, he had only managed to unleash 74 eyes.
Although there was only a difference of five eyes, the gap was still very, very big.
But he was still taken seriously by everyone, and they were certain that he would definitely shine brilliantly in the competition ten days later. Every time this kind of competition was held, it would be the moment when prodigies like this would shine brilliantly like fireworks.
Prodigies continued to emerge, and though there were a few who managed to unleash the result of over 70 eyes, there was still no one who managed to break through the great barrier of 80 eyes.
Mao Shuyu, Wei Bo, and the others also went up to give it a try, but even after they unleashed their treasured tools and gave it their all, Mao Shuyu, who was the strongest among them, only managed to unleash 62 eyes. She seemed to be only eight eyes away, but it was unknown how much more she would have to increase her abilities in order to catch up.
Perhaps only after several million years of accumulation, and raising the number of stars to the level of 20 billion, or even 30 billion, would she be able to unleash a result of over 70 eyes.
They were just about to encourage Ling Han to go up and give it a try, but a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.
"Quick, Yuan Xingping is here!" Amidst such exclamations, the crowd parted like tidewater, allowing a person to walk over.
Yuan Xingping, the publicly acknowledged number one expert in this competition.
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