The first, second, and third rounds had eliminated over two hundred and sixty people in total. There were still around thirty people left. Among these thirty people, eight of them were already Early Clasping Yuan Realm warriors. It would be very hard for them to make a breakthrough, but they could still reach the peak-level Early Clasping Yuan Realm.
The remaining twenty or so people might not be able to reach the Clasping Yuan Realm for sure, after all, everyone had different situations. For example, among the people who had been eliminated in the first three rounds, six of them had made it to the Clasping Yuan Realm, and did not even have the chance to take the fourth round.
The ninth sealed room in the north.
The blade light danced like snowflakes, fluttering in the air like a dream. Amidst the blade light, two pure white silhouettes clashed with each other from time to time, creating thousands of sparks. Although these two silhouettes were both white, one of them was slightly transparent, which was obviously a structure of energy. The other person's white clothes fluttered in the wind, and his temperament was out of this world. One didn't need to look at him with their eyes to feel the gentleness of the spring breeze.
After pushing back his opponent with a single blade attack, the white-robed young man finally relaxed his eyebrows. He had finally reached the Clasping Yuan Realm after being stuck at the peak of the Late Condensing Reality Realm for two years.
Raising his head, the young man revealed a handsome and gentle face. If someone was here, they would definitely recognize him as the head disciple of the North Snow Martial Academy, Young Master North Snow.
The third sealed room in the north.
The head disciple of the South Rudra Martial School, Lotus Fairy Qin Yulian, had been promoted.
The eighteenth sealed room in the south.
Zhu Mei was eliminated.
The fourteenth sealed room in the south.
Zhen Qi vibration, which only belonged to Early Clasping Yuan Realm martial artists, burst out from Xu Jing's body. With a single punch, she shattered the head of the white silhouette.
Letting out a heavy breath, Xu Jing slightly closed her eyes and murmured to herself, "Finally, I can practice that body-strengthening technique. I wonder if it is as powerful as the ancient scroll said?"
Once Xu Jing made the breakthrough, a total of three Clasping Yuan Realm martial institutions in the Windy Nation had reached the level of Clasping Yuan Realm. They were the head disciple of the North Snow Martial Academy, Qin Yulian from the Rudra Martial School, and the core disciple of the Sky Cloud Martial School, Xu Jing. As for Young Master Duanmu, 'Blade' Yu Yue, 'Rain Hero' Nangong Yun, Yuan Xuemei, Liu Wuxiang, and Ji Xueyan, they had all been eliminated in the first three rounds, just like Luo Hanshan.
Right now, only Lynch and Ye Chen hadn't made any moves among the disciples of the Windy Nation.
Scorching Ancient Desert.
Outside the door of light.
Young Master North Snow, Qin Yulian and Xu Jing were teleported out one after another.
"Junior Sister Xu Jing, you've broken through."
Both Lou Hanshan and Zhu Mei hadn't made any breakthroughs, although they were a bit disappointed, they soon stopped worrying about it. As a martial artist, the most important thing was to be persistent. A temporary loss wasn't a big deal, but a lifetime's worth of gains and losses was the most important. Perhaps, even if they didn't make any breakthroughs today, they would still be able to make great progress in the future. Of course, this trip to the Heavenly Dream Ancient Region was full of dangers, and the four of them had gone through all kinds of hardships to get into the Heavenly Dream Battle Palace. If none of them had made any breakthroughs, that would be too unreasonable. Seeing Xu Jing right now, the powerful sense of power released from her body told them the answer.
Xu Jing nodded and said, "The sixth round is not something that an Early Clasping Yuan Realm martial artist can pass. I lost within ten attacks."
In the fourth round, she had already reached the Early Clasping Yuan Realm. In the fifth round, the white silhouette had made some adjustments according to her cultivation, but she was still able to handle it. She had to exchange over a hundred attacks before she could pass. However, in the sixth round, the white silhouette's power had reached the peak-level Mid Clasping Yuan Realm. Each of its attacks had the power to shake mountains.
"Haha, it's great that you have reached the Early Clasping Yuan Realm. As for whether you can pass the sixth round or not, it doesn't matter." The Head Elder hadn't been this happy for a long time. First, Ye Chen had attained the Sword Intent and killed the two top-ranked disciples of the Purple Sun Martial School. Then, Xu Jing had stepped into the Clasping Yuan Realm and become a powerful young martial artist who was as powerful as Young Master Emerald. All of these were great news for the Sky Cloud Martial School. Therefore, the Sky Cloud Martial School needed to hold a big banquet and invite all the powerful martial artists from all over the Windy Nation.
The elders of the North Snow Martial Academy and the South Rudra Martial School were also very happy. Finally, one of their disciples had reached the Clasping Yuan Realm. Especially for the North Snow Martial Academy, apart from Young Master North Snow, they also had the 'North Snow Fast Blade' Lynch, who had yet to come out. Therefore, there was a ninety percent chance that he would become a Clasping Yuan Realm martial artist.
"You've all come out. Only Lynch and Ye Chen are still in there, I wonder how they are doing now." Luo Hanshan said.
Xu Jing said, "I think Ye Chen will definitely succeed."
"Indeed, there's a great chance." The Head Elder and the Fourth Elder both nodded.
In the Heavenly Dream Battle Palace.
In the twenty-first sealed room in the north.
No one had ever imagined that Lynch would be able to last until now. It seemed that everyone had underestimated his power. Because in the fourth round, the white silhouette had already reached the Early Clasping Yuan Realm, and in the fifth round, it was even more powerful. It was only one step away from the Mid Clasping Yuan Realm. Of course, this was only for ordinary martial artists. If the white silhouette had been replaced by Hong Qianjun, Lynch would have been defeated long ago. After all, Hong Qianjun was able to fight against ordinary Mid Clasping Yuan Realm martial artists.
The battle had already started long ago. The only reason why Lynch was able to stay undefeated was because of his amazing willpower. Right now, the blade aura released from his body was getting stronger and stronger, it seemed like it was going to transform.
"Die!"
Each blade was faster than the previous one. The only thought in Lynch's mind right now was to be faster, faster, faster, faster than his original limit, and reach a higher level.
Crack!
The white silhouette, who had been steadily suppressing Lynch, suddenly stopped moving. Its right arm, which was holding the great blade, was sent flying into the air. In the next moment, its body was cut into dozens of pieces and turned into white light.
Buzz!
The Zhen Qi swirl in Lynch's Dantian vibrated at an extremely high speed, and eventually shrank into a spherical shape, while the Zhen Qi swirled inwards.
"I made a breakthrough! I didn't expect to comprehend the blade intent first, and then make a breakthrough in cultivation."
If he hadn't comprehended the blade intent just now, no matter how fast his blade was, he would have failed. However, he succeeded, and became an Early Clasping Yuan Realm martial artist. Moreover, he had also comprehended the blade intent, which was the dream of all saber artists. After the leader of the village, Xue Wuren, he was the second person in the Windy Nation who had comprehended the blade intent.
The sixth round of the test.
Lynch gasped. Because he had made a breakthrough in cultivation, the white silhouette had adjusted its power according to his own. It had reached the peak of the Mid Clasping Yuan Realm, which was even more terrifying than Xu Jing, Qin Yulian and Young Master North Snow's sixth round of the test.
The higher one's cultivation was, the more difficult it would be to challenge someone with a higher cultivation. Lynch had just stepped into the Clasping Yuan Realm, which meant that he was at the bottom of the Clasping Yuan Realm, while the white silhouette was at the peak of the Mid Clasping Yuan Realm. The gap between them was not just one level, but one and a half levels. Even if Lynch had comprehended the blade intent, he would not be able to defeat it.
In the entire South Zhuo Region, there were less than five young martial artists who could challenge someone with a higher cultivation than them. For example, the top three young martial artists in the Hidden Dragon Rank, although they were only at the Mid Clasping Yuan Realm, they were as powerful as the leaders of the top five martial artists in the Windy Nation. However, in terms of talent, they were much more powerful than Lynch. As for Lynch's blade intent, it was not strange at all. Many of the top thirty young martial artists in the Hidden Dragon Rank had comprehended the blade intent and the sword intent, not to mention the top three young martial artists in the South Zhuo Region.
The white silhouette had only launched one attack, but Lynch had been forced back for ten steps.
For the second attack, Lynch had barely dodged.
For the third attack, blood gushed out from the corner of Lynch's mouth.
…
For the sixth attack, Lynch was defeated, and was sent out of the Heavenly Dream Battle Palace.
Since then, Ye Chen was the only one among the young martial artists in the Windy Nation.
"Lynch is out!"
On the Scorching Ancient Desert, all the elders of the top five martial institutions of the Windy Nation looked over, staring at Lynch, who had just been sent out of the light gate.
Lynch walked to the North Snow Martial Academy with a bland look.
The other four martial institutions had all gained something, so their facial expressions were still normal. Only the group of people from the Purple Sun Martial Academy looked gloomy. Their eyes were filled with blood streaks, as if they wanted to kill someone.
"Head Elder, Ouyang Lie and Ouyang Ming might be able to hold on till now, it's hard to say!" An inner elder of the Purple Sun Martial Academy couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore, and said something that even he himself didn't believe.
The Head Elder of the Purple Sun Martial Academy snorted coldly. He didn't want to talk anymore. Although his subconscious didn't want to admit that Ouyang Lie and Ouyang Ming were already dead, his mind told him that it was hopeless.
"When we go back this time, secretly arrange some people to kill the top disciples of the Sky Cloud Martial School, I want their happy event to turn into a funeral."
"Of course, we can't let the Sky Cloud Martial School grow any further."
In the fifth sealed space in the west of the Heavenly Dream Battle Palace.
Yuanheng Ying smashed the head of the white silhouette with a palm attack, then laughed out loud. His face was filled with pride, arrogance, and arrogance.
"The Heavenly Dream Battle Palace can't possibly let me break into the mid Clasping Yuan Realm from the early Clasping Yuan Realm all of a sudden, but reaching the peak of the early Clasping Yuan Realm has also largely improved my fighting power. Disciples of the Sky Cloud Martial School, wait for me to kill you! Now, I can crush you to death with only one hand, especially that little bastard who has mastered the sword intent, I want you to die miserably! "
Yuanheng Ying seemed to have imagined himself killing Ye Chen, he laughed out loud again. Zhen Qi surged out from his body, and that great and fierce Zhen Qi made him look like a devil.
In the sixteenth sealed room in the east.
Zhuang Fei slapped on the back of the white silhouette. The extremely condensed power of his palm instantly shattered the silhouette, without even a little bit of power leaking out.
"The Windy Nation will be mine in the future."
After killing the white silhouette, Zhuang Fei released an aura that was not any weaker than Yuanheng Ying's. Apparently, he had reached the peak of the early Clasping Yuan Realm.
No one had ever thought that he would be able to reach the next level. After all, he was only ranked sixty-eighth in the last Hidden Dragon Ranking, and was one of the weakest ones among the nine nations.
Ye Chen didn't know about the other people's changes, and he didn't have the time to think about it.
This time, the white silhouette was quite powerful among the mid Clasping Yuan Realm martial artists, which was only slightly weaker than the peak of the mid Clasping Yuan Realm. However, this was already his limit. He was only able to fight until now because of his increasingly powerful sword intent.
When Ye Chen had just entered the Heavenly Dream Ancient Region, his sword intent was still in a relatively young stage. After the fight against Hong Qianjun, his sword intent had started to grow, and was still in the early stage. Now, after five rounds of tests, his sword intent had grown again, and was only one step away from reaching the entry level.
The entry level sword intent was terrifying, it was much more powerful than the sword intent at the early stage. In comparison, the current Ye Chen would only need a few moves to defeat himself, who had just entered the Heavenly Dream Ancient Region.
One thousand moves!
After a whole one thousand moves, Ye Chen chopped off the white silhouette's head with one sword strike. At that moment, he only felt dizzy and dizzy.
But of course, no matter how tired he was, it was all worth it. The Zhen Qi swirl in his Dantian had finally become a perfect Zhen Qi swirl.
At this moment, Ye Chen had officially reached the Clasping Yuan Realm.
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