Many disciples found it hard to believe that Xiao Chen had easily defeated Zhao Yuxi. What shocked them even more was that from beginning to end, Xiao Chen had not even used a trace of his Saint Qi. He had defeated Zhao Yuxi entirely by relying on his tyrannical physical strength.
"Senior Brother Zhao was actually defeated by Junior Brother Xiao Chen!"
"How is this possible?"
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen didn't seem to have used his strength."
After a long silence, the audience burst into an uproar. Many disciples were shocked by Xiao Chen's tyrannical strength.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen was actually able to defeat Junior Brother Zhao, who was at the intermediate stage of the Profound Saint Realm." Seeing Zhao Yuxi defeated, Miao Cuiling's pretty face suddenly changed and her beautiful eyes widened. She couldn't believe it, not even bothering to hide her shock.
On the steps, many Saint King masters also showed a look of surprise. They found it hard to believe that a new disciple could so easily defeat an intermediate stage Profound Saint Realm cultivator.
The three Elders looked at each other and found a trace of surprise in each other's eyes. Even they couldn't believe it.
"Xiao Chen is from Tyrant Spirit Temple. If he had offended Elder Lin, he could have been killed, but Elder Lin did not do so. Obviously, Xiao Chen's identity is not simple, but Elder Lin told us not to ask about it and not to give out Saint Origin Stones. Instead, he allowed the disciples of Qinglan Holy Palace to bully him. Could it be that Elder Lin is worried that Xiao Chen will break through the Saint King Realm and return to Tyrant Spirit Temple? If that's the case, it seems that Xiao Chen is the disciple of a master from Tyrant Spirit Temple, and this person has a certain grudge with Elder Lin. " Looking deeply at Xiao Chen, who was walking down the square indifferently, the Palace Master frowned slightly and a complicated look flashed across his eyes.
"Stinking brat, you can be proud of yourself. You'll suffer in the next round." Jiang Ming thought to himself as he stared at Xiao Chen's back with his cold eyes. A sinister smile appeared on his face.
Xiao Chen slowly walked down. The disciples whose cultivation bases were not as high as Zhao Yuxi's looked at Xiao Chen with eyes that were no longer filled with contempt and hostility. Instead, it was replaced with fear. They all tactfully made way for him.
However, some of the disciples were cheering for Xiao Chen. They kept praising him. For this reason, Xiao Chen just smiled and nodded. He didn't say anything.
"So strong." In the plaza, Zhao Yuxi looked in astonishment at Xiao Chen, who did not appear happy at all because of his victory. Xiao Chen's calmness caused Zhao Yuxi to be in disbelief. Soon after, he smiled bitterly and shook his head as he helplessly thought in his heart.
When Xiao Chen returned to his seat, he saw that Miao Cuiling's pretty face was filled with shock. Xiao Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.
Miao Cuiling stared at Xiao Chen in astonishment for a long time before she finally regained her senses. She furrowed her brows and asked curiously, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, w-what is your cultivation base?"
Hearing this, a smile appeared on his indifferent face. He shrugged and said, "I'm not as strong as Senior Sister."
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Miao Cuiling frowned and a trace of anger appeared on her face. She wanted to know Xiao Chen's cultivation, but Xiao Chen refused to tell her. This made her go crazy and she wished she could beat Xiao Chen up.
She fiercely glared at Xiao Chen and snorted in displeasure before tilting her head to the side.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen only shook his head slightly.
The competition continued. One disciple after another was defeated. Facing the late Profound Sage and late Holy Spirit Realm disciples, they were simply unable to contend. The gap between them was too big.
After two hours, the first round of the competition was over. Half of the people had been eliminated, leaving behind only the disciples with some strength.
After drawing numbers, the second round of the competition began.
Because the number of Profound Sage Realm disciples in the second round was an odd number, one lucky disciple who drew number 22 would directly advance to the next round.
However, this lucky disciple was definitely not Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen drew number 15.
After many battles, only the late Profound Sage Realm disciples were worth watching. Even if the other disciples were strong, they would still be defeated due to the difference in their cultivation. However, there were only two or three disciples who had reached the late Profound Sage Realm.
As time passed, Xiao Chen inwardly shook his head as he saw the disciples being defeated one by one. However, he didn't feel the slightest bit of pity for them. If they didn't work hard, no one would pity them.
On the other side, the first Holy Spirit Realm disciple to fight was Miao Cuiling. In front of her powerful strength, she directly scared an early Holy Spirit Realm disciple into giving up.
The most interesting battles were the two late Holy Spirit Realm disciples. The battle between the two of them was extremely fierce, and both of them used their most powerful techniques. The fierce scene caused many disciples to cheer excitedly.
Even Xiao Chen secretly praised the battle between the two late Holy Spirit Realm disciples. At the same time, Xiao Chen's desire for strength became even stronger.
The disciples were defeated one by one, and the second round of the competition soon ended. Twenty-one people had advanced. Adding the lucky ones from before, there were a total of twenty-two people.
At this moment, among the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace who had advanced, none of them wanted to draw Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen could easily defeat Zhao Yuxi, which showed how strong he was.
"Number 1?" Looking at the number he had drawn, Xiao Chen frowned. He was a little surprised that he would be the first to fight.
"Wow, it's actually number 1. Junior Brother Xiao Chen, you have to work hard. Your opponents in this round are all very powerful." Seeing Xiao Chen's number, Miao Cuiling raised her eyebrows and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face. She seemed to be very confident in Xiao Chen.
Hearing this, his face didn't change in the slightest. He sighed and smiled helplessly. "No matter how strong he is, there's nothing I can do."
"The first battle, Xiao Chen against Wang Jian," Jiang Ming shouted from the square, his cold eyes glancing at Xiao Chen proudly.
"It's actually Senior Brother Wang!" As Jiang Ming's voice fell, the disciples below the square clamored.
"Senior Brother Wang is about to break through to the Holy Spirit Realm. Junior Brother Xiao Chen is finished this time." Seeing Wang Jian take the lead, many disciples secretly shook their heads.
Wang Jian was at the peak of the late Profound Sage Realm and was much stronger than Zhao Yuxi. In the eyes of the crowd, he was undoubtedly a strong opponent for Xiao Chen.
"Jiang Ming actually arranged for Wang Jian to deal with Xiao Chen." Frowning, Zhao Yuxi glanced at the slightly proud Jiang Ming in the square. Anger immediately surged in his heart. He felt that Jiang Ming had gone too far.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, it seems that you have no chance of winning." Shaking her head helplessly, Miao Cuiling glanced at Xiao Chen with her beautiful eyes and smiled bitterly. Originally, she was full of confidence in Xiao Chen. Now that she knew that Xiao Chen's opponent was Wang Jian, her confidence in Xiao Chen instantly decreased. It could be said that she had no confidence in him at all.
"It doesn't matter." Xiao Chen shrugged lazily and smiled faintly. Soon after, he walked onto the square.
Jiang Ming fiercely glared at Xiao Chen. When he passed by Wang Jian, he whispered, "Don't kill him. Destroy his Qi Sea for me!"
A cold smile appeared on Wang Jian's face as he nodded slightly. He didn't say much as he was worried that he would be exposed.
The surroundings quieted down as many disciples looked at the square. When they saw that Xiao Chen was actually so calm, as if he wasn't worried at all, many disciples felt a burst of contempt. They all felt that Xiao Chen was arrogant and conceited.
Liu Wen frowned deeply as he stared at Xiao Chen and guessed, "Xiao Chen doesn't seem like an arrogant and conceited person. Since he can still be so calm in front of Senior Brother Wang Jian, could it be that his strength isn't below Senior Brother Wang Jian's?"
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, I know that you are very strong, so Senior Brother won't be merciful," Wang Jian said with a smile as he casually glanced at Xiao Chen with a trace of contempt in his eyes.
"That would be for the best," Xiao Chen said with a smile.
* Peng! *
Wang Jian narrowed his eyes as his aura suddenly changed. He pushed the Saint Qi in his body to its limit. A dangerous arc appeared at the corner of his mouth as he suddenly stomped on the ground. His body turned into a streak of blue light as he rushed out from the square with an astonishing aura.
Xiao Chen didn't dare to underestimate Wang Jian. After all, the latter's cultivation was above his. However, he wasn't afraid at all.
The moment Wang Jian rushed out, his body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already close to Xiao Chen's left side. A fist containing tyrannical power smashed towards Xiao Chen's head.
Xiao Chen frowned and glanced at Wang Jian from the corner of his eyes. He quickly moved back and dodged. Wang Jian's speed was amazing. Xiao Chen, who didn't use his strength, was almost hit.
"Your reaction is quite fast." Seeing Xiao Chen dodge his attack, Wang Jian was slightly surprised. He sneered and glanced at Xiao Chen disdainfully. Wang Jian sneered, "You won't be able to dodge. … "
As soon as his voice fell, Wang Jian's figure flickered and disappeared again. He had used the Movement Skill of Qing Lan Holy Palace to increase his speed.
"Ghost Shadow Divine Secret Art!" Xiao Chen shouted in his heart as he pushed his Saint Qi. The moment his body glowed with a faint golden light, he disappeared.
"This aura …" On the steps, the Palace Master's face changed slightly. He seemed to have noticed something.
As soon as Xiao Chen disappeared, Wang Jian's foot swept out fiercely. Unfortunately, he missed.
"This guy has such speed," Wang Jian's face changed slightly as he muttered in surprise.
Xiao Chen appeared a few metres away from Wang Jian in a flash. Immediately after, he stomped on the ground and rushed out, throwing out a punch containing tyrannical power.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, good skill!" Sensing Xiao Chen's attack, Wang Jian sneered disdainfully and threw out a punch.
* Bang! *
The two fists collided in the blink of an eye. A muffled sound rang out as the tyrannical power turned into a gust of wind. Xiao Chen's punch was easily blocked by Wang Jian.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, your strength is no match for mine," After blocking Xiao Chen's attack, Wang Jian sneered with a playful smile on his face.
"Is that so?" Glancing indifferently at the complacent Wang Jian, Xiao Chen pushed the Saint Qi in his body to its limit, causing his aura to soar rapidly.
"What?" Sensing the rapid increase in Xiao Chen's strength, Wang Jian's face changed drastically. He was shocked, but there was no time for him to think too much. He quickly pushed his strength to resist.
"Late Profound Saint Realm!" Xiao Chen pushed his Saint Qi with all his strength. At this moment, the faces of the surrounding disciples changed drastically. Their eyes widened as they exclaimed.
"Xiao Chen is actually at the late Profound Saint Realm!" On the side of the square, Jiang Ming's face stiffened as he stared at Xiao Chen in shock. He simply couldn't believe it.
* Bang! *
* Pu! *
As the two tyrannical forces collided, Wang Jian's face became distorted. Finally, under everyone's shocked gazes, he was sent flying by Xiao Chen with a muffled bang. His face turned pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
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