As the Alkaid Saint took the sword, the others were shocked, but what followed was a wave of excitement.
As a prodigy, which one of them was an idiot?
Whether it was Yao Yuekong, Xiang Yufei, or the Alkaid Saint, their reactions after taking the sword proved that this sword was not simple.
Also, other than Yao Yuekong, Xiang Yufei, and the Alkaid Saint, only the Holy Prince and Prince Tian had such a sword.
From another perspective, could it be said that only with such a sword could one be considered a "prodigy"?
And from the conversation between the Alkaid Saint and Zhou Tong, they also understood that this was only the right to challenge. Zhou Tong actually did not specify a time limit for the challenge...
Once they obtained such a sword, not only would they be able to raise their status, authority, and status, but they would also not have to fulfill the conditions of battling a werewolf like Zhou Tong...
"I'll do it! I'm also willing to accept your challenge! "At this moment, the Purple Mansion Saint stepped forward.
It was fine if he could not defeat his Saintess, but now, even the Saintess, who was his "wife", had been cuckolded by Ye Fan. What was even more tragic was that he had been ordered by his sect elders to not speak of this matter.
Who could understand the sorrow in the Purple Mansion Saint's heart?
He desperately wanted something to vent his emotions, something that could be used as a symbol of his status and prodigy status!
To the Purple Mansion Saint, the "challenge letter" that Zhou Tong had sent to all the prodigies was the best thing!
Zhou Tong glanced at the Purple Mansion Saint and could not help but feel sorry for him. However, he did not mind. He casually stabbed another sword into the ground and said, "If you're not afraid of death, come up and take this sword!"
"I'll do it!" The Purple Mansion Saint stepped forward and grabbed the sword hilt. However —
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood bloomed in the air. The Purple Mansion Saint's face was pale as he flew backward and landed heavily on the ground. His head tilted as he fainted.
"What!?"
Everyone's expression changed as they looked at the Purple Mansion Saint. Yao Yuekong, Xiang Yufei, and the Alkaid Saint were fine after receiving the sword, but it turned into a bloody incident for the Purple Mansion Saint?
"His primordial spirit was severely injured by the battle intent!" Zhonghuang Xiang Yufei said softly.
"The battle sword contains Brother Zhou's supreme battle intent. Those who cannot withstand the impact of his battle intent are not qualified to hold this sword!" Yao Yuekong's black hair danced in the wind. His expression was calm, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes as he looked at the Purple Mansion Saint.
"Do you think any Tom, Dick, or Harry is qualified to touch my challenge letter?" Zhou Tong's cold eyes glanced at everyone around him. Immediately, countless people lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
"Let me!"
But soon, a second person stood out. This person was Ji Haoyue, who had once lost to Zhou Tong.
"I advise you to give up! Those who lose to me will never be able to catch up to me in the future! In fact, your heart is filled with fear. With this mentality, even if our strength is similar, you are definitely not my opponent! "Zhou Tong glanced at Ji Haoyue and said indifferently.
The state of mind was crucial, extremely crucial!
Why did they say that once the Emperor Road was defeated, there would be no more chances?
This defeat was due to the state of mind.
Even if his strength surpassed his previous opponents in the future, as long as his state of mind did not change, he might not even be able to unleash 70% or 80% of his strength when facing an opponent who had once defeated him.
"Brother …"
Ji Ziyue, who was standing at the side, clung tightly to Ji Haoyue's sleeve, tears welling up in her eyes.
Ji Haoyue turned around and glanced at Ji Ziyue. He flicked his sleeve and strode forward. When he was in front of the battle sword, he took a deep breath and held the sword hilt with his palm.
Buzz!!
Almost instantly, Ji Haoyue's wild eyes exuded an unparalleled fanatical battle intent.
However, Zhou Tong understood that the battle intent belonged to him. Ji Haoyue's will could only hold on and resist his battle intent with great difficulty.
"Difficult!" Yao Yuekong could not help but shake his head.
Ji Haoyue had lost to Zhou Tong twice before. Facing Zhou Tong's terrifying battle intent, he was already at a disadvantage. He was even at a disadvantage compared to the Purple Mansion Saint. Being able to hold on now was already a sign of his amazing talent.
At the same time, Yao Yuekong frowned. He glanced at Zhou Tong and was secretly shocked. I wonder what path Zhou Tong is on. He actually has such a terrifying battle intent. It's terrifying. Could it be that he's on the path of the legendary Combat Immortal?
Yao Yuekong was also shocked when he thought of the legends of the Combat Immortal that he had read in ancient books.
This path was definitely the most violent and explosive path, as well as the most difficult. You had to fight your way up until you reached Immortal Ascension. Anyone who walked this path was an absolute god of war, and their battle prowess could shake heaven and earth!!
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Ji Haoyue.
He gripped the sword hilt so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged. Terrifying divine power and Dao laws spread out, distorting the surrounding space.
Ji Ziyue looked at her brother worriedly.
At this moment, she was sure that the battle sword didn't contain any trap. It was a supreme battle intent that belonged to Zhou Tong. Whether one could wield a battle sword or not was not just a test of one's cultivation level. More importantly, one's temperament and whether one could withstand the impact of the battle intent was more important.
Pfft!
Finally, Ji Haoyue spat out a mouthful of blood. His grip on the sword finally loosened.
Although he didn't vomit blood and faint like the Purple Mansion Saint, he still couldn't pull the sword out of the ground. Everyone looked at Ji Haoyue and saw a kind of loneliness in his eyes.
Ji Haoyue's eyes dimmed. He didn't stay any longer and turned to leave the Jade Pool.
"Brother!" Ji Ziyue screamed.
Ji Haoyue paused, shook his head, and continued to leave.
"Unable to withstand the battle intent, his Dao Heart has been broken … I'm afraid this is the end of a generation's talent!" Yao Yuekong sighed softly. Previously, he and Ji Haoyue were still happily chatting about all kinds of body constitutions. However, in the blink of an eye, Ji Haoyue's Dao Heart had been completely broken.
This Emperor's Road was so cruel. Since ancient times, countless talents had been buried on this road.
In the entire universe, all the talents of an era could only fulfill the one and only Emperor's Throne!
"Is there anyone else who's willing to take the battle sword?" Zhou Tong sat quietly and asked as he drank.
Everyone fell silent. With the Purple Mansion Saint and Ji Haoyue's foresight, they didn't dare to have any ideas. This sword couldn't be touched!
Not far away, the Sacred Leaders of the various sacred grounds who were gathered together fell silent as well.
When Zhou Tong just went over, they had been paying attention to the matters of that junior generation all along. However, seeing the Purple Mansion Saint and Ji Haoyue being defeated one after another made them feel bad.
"I missed it!" The Sacred Leader of the Jiang family sighed softly in his heart. Regret was written all over his face.
Originally, he had a chance to tie such a peerless overlord to the Jiang family's war chariot through his relationship with Jiang Taixu. However, he had been careless and lost everything!
"What a pity …" The Ji family was also regretful.
They naturally knew that Ji Ziyue was friends with Zhou Tong and Ye Fan. Back then, they had even ventured into the Bronze Immortal Palace together. From this point of view, they could be considered as friends who had gone through life and death together.
However, this friendship had been completely destroyed during the Heavenly Peach Banquet at the Jade Lake.
Not only were the Jiang and Ji families regretting, but the other sacred grounds, such as the Taixuan Sect, were also filled with endless regret.
However, what was the use of regretting now?
Everyone looked at Zhou Tong, who was like an unsheathed divine sword, and sighed. They had missed the best opportunity. If they went over now, he might not even care about them.
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