"Interesting!"
Hai Wuya chuckled, starting to pay more attention to Ye Chen. A genius who could reach the sixth level definitely couldn't be ignored. Indeed, there was a big gap between the sixth and seventh level, and he and Yan Fengfeng were both geniuses who had reached the seventh level. However, a genius who had reached the sixth level might not be much inferior to them in the future. After all, if the difference in talent wasn't too big, it was still possible to catch up. Talent was only a general reference, and couldn't be taken too seriously.
"How is it?"
Yan Fengfeng glanced at Hai Wuya and said.
Hai Wuya said, "His talent is indeed very high, not too far from us. He might even catch up. But, if he wants to become one of the main characters of the battle, he's still a bit lacking. You should know how abnormal those guys are. You and I can barely contend against them."
"Don't jump to conclusions yet. Let's keep watching." Yan Fengfeng also wanted to see how far Ye Chen could go, and whether he could reach the seventh level.
…
The seventh level began!
Ye Chen's sharp eyes stared ahead.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The sound of spatial fluctuations rang out incessantly. As the sounds rang out, numerous figures appeared. They were so densely packed together that it was extremely terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, sixty-four yellow-robed sword artists appeared a hundred meters in front of Ye Chen. Although the yellow-robed sword artists were lifeless and lifeless, the sword Qi coiling around their bodies was extremely powerful. The sword Qi of sixty-four yellow-robed sword artists converged together, causing numerous fine sword scars to appear on the barren land, and a formless shockwave spread out.
"Chop!"
If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely dodge at top speed and look for an opportunity to break them down one by one. Even if the chance wasn't big, it would still be better than facing sixty-four sword artists all at once. If sixty-four sword artists with cultivation base and willpower that were not inferior to one's own launched a round of attacks, no one would be able to block it, and they would certainly be annihilated. However, Ye Chen did the opposite. He withdrew his Protective Zhen Yuan and used his Sword Light Flying Art. His speed soared to the limit as he crazily charged toward the crowd of sword artists.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The dozens of sword artists at the very front raised their hands, and their longswords sprinkled out crescent-shaped sharp sword Qi. They interweaved together and shot toward Ye Chen like a huge net.
Pop!
On the way, Ye Chen suddenly accelerated. This was his true maximum speed.
Dozens of beams of sword qi sliced behind him, bringing up waves of space ripples. At the same time, he himself passed through the gaps of the sword qi, his longsword out of its scabbard in a second. His unbreakable Gold Resonant Radiance Sword Art had been unleashed right from the start, creating a golden sword light in the middle of the crowd.
Three heads flew up. Ye Chen suddenly restrained his breath and turned into a black shadow. He slid along the ground and shuttled through the crowd.
At the moment when he moved close to the ground, at least seven or eight black shadows crossed each other. That sharp sword light directly left black marks in the air. If Ye Chen's speed was a little bit slower, or his reaction was a little bit slower, or if he hesitated even a little bit more, or if he continued to kill, he would definitely be dismembered by those seven or eight sword lights.
What seemed like a flash of lightning actually contained too many things. At this moment, every second counted, and there was no room for mistakes.
Huala!
The remaining sixty-one yellow-robed sword artists spread out, exposing Ye Chen in the middle.
Ye Chen sneered and stuck to the back of a yellow-robed sword artist like a shadow. Pooh! That sword artist fell down, but he did not die in the hands of Ye Chen. Instead, he died in the hands of other yellow-robed sword artists. The intense shockwave blew away Ye Chen, but it also blew him to the back of another yellow-robed sword artist.
One after another, the yellow-robed sword artists fell down. If they had their own consciousness, they would definitely have died a miserable death.
"Void Shattering Finger!"
The yellow-robed sword artists all spread out, and Ye Chen, who could no longer find anything to hide, pointed his finger at the two yellow-robed sword artists closest to him. That huge blue finger ignored the distance between them and pressed them down on the ground, rubbing the ground as it rushed forward, knocking away three or four yellow-robed sword artists who were about to launch a new round of attacks.
Boom!
The shockwave spread out wantonly, accompanied by sharp sword qi flying everywhere. The whole area was constantly being cut by sword qi.
…
"Still not out? He must have reached the seventh level!"
As time passed, the contestants finished their tests one after another. More and more gazes fell on Ye Chen, and he immediately became the focal point.
"The seventh level has sixty-four mental consciousness bodies with the same cultivation base and will. Apart from Dugu Jue and Dantai Mingyue, there are only nine people who can reach this level."
"From today onwards, it will be ten."
"Where did he come from? With such a high aptitude, it's impossible not to have heard of him before."
"He was brought by Yan Fengfeng."
"Phoenix Sect Yan Fengfeng … No wonder."
Everyone discussed among themselves, glancing at Ye Chen, then at Yan Fengfeng.
Yan Fengfeng's reputation in the Sky Martial Region was extremely great. In terms of identity, she was the head disciple of one of the nine great sects. In terms of strength, she was already a Sea of Soul Master, known as the Phoenix Master. In terms of speed, she was the number one in Sea of Soul Realm.
Yan Fengfeng's reputation in the Sky Martial Region was not inferior to those famous young tycoons. How could the people she brought be weak?
Hai Wuya's expression changed for the first time. He really didn't expect Ye Chen to be able to reach the seventh level. It seemed like he was still fighting in the seventh level without any signs of failure.
"Am I starting to believe what you're saying?" Sucking in a deep breath, Hai Wuya retracted his gaze from Ye Chen and smiled bitterly, then said slowly, "Even if he is not one of the main characters of the battle, he will still be an important supporting character."
There would only be a few main characters.
The important supporting characters couldn't be ignored either. Sometimes, their role might not be any less than that of the main character. A scene was born between the main character and the important supporting characters.
"He actually made it to the seventh level!"
Xie Zhiqiu clenched his fists, not daring to believe his own eyes. He thought that he and Ye Chen were only a few millimeters apart, and that he could surpass him at any time. But, reality had slapped him in the face, leaving him speechless.
Ling Luohan didn't say anything. Ye Chen's astonishing performance was within his expectations. He didn't like Xie Zhiqiu, but he admired Ye Chen.
On the other side, Li Xiaoyun and Jing Aoxuan sighed inwardly. In the southern regions, perhaps only Chu Zhongtian with his Evil Spirit Body could be compared to Ye Chen. Of course, the premise was that Chu Zhongtian could catch up quickly and not be left too far behind. Otherwise, no matter how powerful his Evil Spirit Body was, it would still be useless.
Time passed bit by bit, and only the last batch of contestants remained.
…
"The seventh level is indeed dangerous. Every step is filled with killing intent."
Ye Chen had never pushed himself to this point. Facing the encirclement of so many yellow-robed sword artists, his spirit, Qi, and soul were maintained at their peak, not daring to relax in the slightest. He was clear that even the slightest bit of carelessness would result in his death. Shoo!
Shoo! Shoo!
Sword light crisscrossed, interweaving into a web. Ye Chen was like a flying insect shuttling in the web, struggling with all his might, seeking a chance to survive. Meanwhile, those yellow-robed sword artists were like spiders in the web, forming groups of three to five, constantly spitting silk at Ye Chen.
At this moment, the seventh level had taken more time than the previous six levels combined, and there were still more than half of the yellow-robed sword artists left.
"Dual Sword Style!"
Crossing the two swords, Ye Chen sent a yellow-robed sword artist flying. However, he couldn't kill him, because there were several yellow-robed sword artists pincer attacking him.
Shoo!
Without any hesitation, Ye Chen flew back into the air. His Zhen yuan reversed, and his body became like a mountain. Under the pull of gravity, he descended at an extreme speed. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Like fireworks, dozens of sword Qi clashed together in the sky.
"This is really pushing me to the limit!"
Ye Chen's spirit was stretched taut. He had already displayed extraordinary strength, but the danger was getting more and more intense. If killing people in the sixth level was easy, then killing people in the seventh level would require two or even three or four times the effort. Here, killing or being killed was only a matter of a thought.
Peng!
Stepping on the shoulder of a yellow-robed sword artist, Ye Chen's body twisted, bringing the yellow-robed sword artist's body along as he spun like a tornado. Then, with a hook of his left leg, the latter's body involuntarily flew out and was sliced into four pieces by three sword Qi.
The time taken was too much, but it caused a huge uproar outside.
"This … how long is this going to last? Could it be that he's preparing to pass?"
"Last year, Dugu Jue and Dantai Mingyue spent half a day. It's easy to imagine how frightening the seventh level's difficulty is. It's already been half a day!"
While everyone was dumbfounded, Hai Wuya and Yan Fengfeng's expressions turned serious as well. They were the ones who had passed through the seventh level, so they knew very well what kind of situation it was. Although the number of mental consciousness bodies had doubled after each level, it was still within the acceptable range after all. However, at the seventh level, the number of people had suddenly increased from thirty-two to sixty-four. This kind of difficulty was no longer just doubling. It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Every additional person would be a kind of torture, and the addition of thirty-two people would be simply hopeless.
Yan Fengfeng was ranked fifth, but she had only killed six people. Hai Wuya, on the other hand, had killed four. Apart from Dugu Jue and Dantai Mingyue, they didn't think anyone could kill more than ten people in the seventh level. But now, Ye Chen's appearance might break this rule.
"I didn't think he could make it this far either." Yan Fengfeng let out a deep breath. When her master told her that Ye Chen would have a shocking achievement, she was skeptical. After all, in the Sky Martial Region, she had seen way too many martial geniuses, and Ye Chen was not one of them.
Hai Wuya said, "The appearance of Dugu Jue and Dantai Mingyue is already shocking enough, comparable to your master Xuanhou. If another one appears, this era will definitely rise to another level, and become a rare era."
Deep down in his heart, he did not think that Ye Chen would be able to make it through, because he did not believe that there would be three martial geniuses in this world at the same time. Although these three martial geniuses had not grown up yet, and could not compete with the top young warriors, with their great potential, they would only need time to build up their achievements.
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