The murderous sword dance before him was made up of elite disciples. Its overall might was more than double that of the one he faced on the jade bridge, making it even harder to deal with.
Under the guidance of the murderous sound, the Bright Moon Sword Dance, an ancient inheritance of the Lunar Palace, lived up to its reputation after tens of thousands of years of modification.
The combination of ten grandmaster-level Martial Sages and one Fang Qingxuan's flute did not simply merge the strength of these people together. Instead, it multiplied the strength of these people.
As long as one fell into it, any of the Holy Scions would have to fight a bitter battle.
Several of the outstanding talents did not want to go down early because they were not confident of breaking this murderous sword dance in a short time. Even if they won, they would have to put in a lot of effort.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen snatched away the limelight. Now, they could not help but call him an egomaniac in their hearts.
Many people smiled coldly. They wanted to see how the arrogant Xiao Chen would fall into this murderous sword dance and lose the chance to obtain the Dragon's Gate's mountain tablet for the sake of showing off.
Would Xiao Chen waste a lot of time in this murderous sword dance and expose his trump cards?
Clearly not. Since Xiao Chen could not find an opening, he would force one out.
Just as the spiraling murderous sword dance was about to envelop Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen smiled faintly and let out a loud roar.
The Magic Energy in Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness burned as he executed the Dragon Tone Art at full power. The dragon roar that erupted out instantly tore through the sky, ten thousand times more horrifying than the thunder of the nine heavens.
A beam of light pierced through the shattered clouds and landed on Xiao Chen's body, illuminating the white-robed Blue Dragon King with a dazzling golden light.
Following that, the clouds for five thousand kilometers around scattered like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The light from Xiao Chen's body spread throughout the world.
In an instant, it was like the entire world had become several times brighter because of Xiao Chen, giving everyone a piercing sunlight.
This was because he, the Blue Dragon King, roared and tore through the sky, shaking the surroundings and shattering the clouds for five thousand kilometers around.
The [Bright Moon Swordsmanship] did not have any flaws, but as long as one grasped it well, one could easily create an opening.
That flaw was naturally in Fang Qingxuan's flute music that was filled with murderous intent.
The Dragon Tone Art was mainly used to deal with the Deity Race's Mental Energy Martial Techniques. However, Martial Techniques were dead, while people were alive.
As long as it could disrupt the opponent's rhythm, any martial technique could be used. This was the principle of learning and applying flexibly.
The instant the clouds for five thousand kilometers around shattered and the sunlight shone on the ground, Xiao Chen moved. He charged forward in a straight line, knocking the white-clad disciples in front of him into the air like sandbags.
The rhythm of the Bright Moon Sword Dance had already been broken. Before Xiao Chen, these Lunar Palace disciples were just ordinary grandmaster-level Martial Sages. Naturally, they could not block Xiao Chen.
In an instant, Xiao Chen arrived before Fang Qingxuan. As she was the one blowing the flute, Xiao Chen's Dragon Tone Art focused on Fang Qingxuan.
At this moment, Fang Qingxuan's complexion was pale, and blood leaked out of a corner of her lips. She had just grasped her sword when Xiao Chen struck her wrist with a palm strike, causing her sword to fall to the ground.
Xiao Chen did not stop moving. He pressed forward and sent out another palm strike. Just as his palm strike was about to land, he thought of something and held back in time.
When his palm strike landed on Fang Qingxuan's right shoulder, he sent out a force that knocked her back but did not injure her at all.
With one dragon roar and one exchange, Xiao Chen easily broke the famous [Bright Moon Sword Dance].
The situation of Xiao Chen getting tangled up in several people's expectations did not happen. Instead, Xiao Chen quickly broke the [Bright Moon Sword Dance] with a lightning-fast momentum.
Like a whirlwind, Xiao Chen did not drag things out, clean and efficient.
Xiao Chen's white robes fluttered as he stood on the most eye-catching arena. If not for the clouds slowly gathering for five thousand kilometers in the sky, many people would have suspected that everything they saw was just an illusion.
Everything they saw was just an illusion.
"Thank you for letting me win!"
Xiao Chen said with a cupped-fist salute as he turned around and faced the white-clad disciple still on the arena.
The Lunar Palace disciple bowed gracefully and returned the greeting before drifting away. She was like a fairy dancing in the air, a delightful sight to behold.
The various Holy Scions in the many jade pavilions in the air were all shocked. They had not expected Xiao Chen to break the [Bright Moon Sword Dance] so easily.
All of them remained silent as if they could not accept this reality.
In the jade pavilion where the Zodiac Hall was, Chu Yang stood up with a sullen expression, preparing to charge down. However, Fu Hongyao and the group of Elders quickly stopped him.
"Holy Scion, there is no need to rush. This is just the beginning. He will not be able to maintain his might for long," an old man with a goatee in the Zodiac Hall advised.
Fu Hongyao said softly, "Senior Brother, there is indeed no need to rush. There are many experts in the one hundred small arenas below. Several of the outstanding talents from the previous Four Seas Hero Gathering are there. Those people are all in their forties, and their cultivations are not low.
"We will definitely be able to force him to draw his saber. At that time, we will know his limits with one look."
Chu Yang's expression changed. He slowly sat down and said, "I'll let him be cocky for a while first. When he jumps high enough, I'll trample on him."
In the jade pavilion where the Five Poison Sect was, the Holy Scion of the Five Poison Sect showed an uncertain expression. Soon, he made a decision to watch for a while longer.
In the Myriad Fiend Island group, Yan Shisan was somewhat stunned. He said, "I forgot that he knows the Dragon Tone Art. Let's wait a little longer. We will be able to see his true strength after he draws his saber."
"Bang!"
The white-clad girl had just left the arena when someone flew over impatiently. This person held a heavy staff and arrived before Xiao Chen.
"It's Wang Meng!"
"In the previous Four Seas Hero Gathering, he ranked fourth. Now that twenty years have passed, his cultivation has already reached the level of the Blue Robed Emperor. He will definitely be able to hold his own against Xiao Chen!"
The moment this person appeared, he immediately caused a huge commotion. Many people recognized him.
Xiao Chen squinted and looked over. This person's cultivation was indeed deep, not much weaker than that of some of the Holy Scions. His only regret was that he was rather old, and his potential had already been mostly dug out.
Without any fortuitous encounters, it would be very difficult for him to advance to Martial Emperor in this lifetime.
Wang Meng's staff struck the arena heavily, and countless cracks immediately appeared in the ground. As the wind blew, Wang Meng's aura gathered continuously.
Wang Meng held his staff with one hand and spun it around. The strong wind howled even more intensely. This simple action pushed his aura to the peak.
Even the air turned solid under the pressure of his aura, pressing down on Xiao Chen like a mountain.
"Wang Meng, I have long heard of the name of the Blue Dragon King. Today, I came to fight you. Sorry for the offense!"
Right after Wang Meng spoke, he shouted ferociously and soared into the air. Then, he swung his staff at Xiao Chen.
Wang Meng's body was like a mountain. The moment he stood up, the force of his feet pushed off the ground. The arena could not withstand it, and it shook intensely.
When the staff pressed down, a mysterious phenomenon appeared. Three huge mountains gathered in the sky. The mountains were so vast that it flabbergasted everyone.
Indistinct cracks appeared in the air. It was easy to imagine how strong this staff strike was.
Just when everyone thought that Xiao Chen would have to take out his saber to deal with this strong Profound Martial Technique, Xiao Chen took out a staff as well.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen also took out a staff.
The staff in Xiao Chen's hand spun like the wind. A strong wind howled, and an aura that could topple mountains and flip seas poured out. The sky instantly turned dark, and thunderclouds filled the sky. It was like the end of the world.
Bolts of lightning tore through the sky. Just as the staff in Wang Meng's hand was about to press down, Xiao Chen's staff suddenly stopped spinning.
The strong wind carried tens of thousands of bolts of lightning behind Xiao Chen. It was like he was pulling tens of thousands of ancient ferocious beasts running in the air. It was a boundless and shocking scene.
Xiao Chen did not move. He gently pushed the staff in his hand at Wang Meng. The power of wind and lightning burst forth in an instant.
He was like a king leading an army of ten thousand. Dressed in white, he stood in the middle of the blood-soaked battlefield. His elegance was outstanding; no one could compare to him.
When Xiao Chen stabbed with his staff, the three mountains pressing down crumbled in an instant.
Wang Meng, who had charged over with a ferocious aura, vomited a mouthful of blood in midair and staggered to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
Xiao Chen held his staff like a spear and leaped into the air. The instant Wang Meng landed, he pressed forward.
Wang Meng retreated again and again. The tip of the staff was always only an inch away from his throat. That intimidating aura forced him to retreat in a fluster.
Wang Meng kept retreating until he reached the edge of the arena. He nearly fell off. Xiao Chen's footsteps sank, and he quickly withdrew his staff.
Wang Meng's heart thumped heavily. He thought to himself, That was close. If I really fell off, I would have lost a lot of face.
"Thank you for letting me win!"
Xiao Chen cupped his hands in greeting. He did not show any arrogance from defeating his opponent, nor did he show any hypocrisy. He was as calm as the autumn water, polite and restrained.
Wang Meng felt his face burn. He did not say anything and turned around to leave. He was truly speechless.
Before Wang Meng ascended the arena, his thoughts were very simple. He just wanted to trample on this outdated Blue Dragon King and gain a good reputation in the Four Seas Hero Gathering.
If Wang Meng had really done that, he would have been mentioned as the outstanding talent of the Northern Sea who dealt the final blow to the Blue Dragon King.
However, the outcome was rather cruel. Wang Meng could not even receive one move from Xiao Chen. If not for Xiao Chen pulling back in time, Wang Meng would have lost in an even more unsightly manner.
Not only could Wang Meng not accept such an outcome, but the many cultivators of the Heavenly Starry Ocean also could not accept it.
How could an outstanding talent of the Heavenly Starry Ocean, a veteran, be unable to receive even one move from this outsider? Furthermore, he lost to the Staff Technique that he was most proficient in?
The entire place fell silent. Hundreds of thousands of people did not say anything, like they were all mute. They were all planning to see how the arrogant Xiao Chen would be trampled on.
However, reality ruthlessly slapped them in the face. How could they accept this? How could they accept this?!
It seemed like such a scene had never happened in the past ten thousand years in the extraordinarily bustling Four Seas Hero Gathering. Hundreds of thousands of people fell silent, the place quiet.
After a while, another three outstanding talents stepped up. However, they all lost to Xiao Chen, all in one move.
Xiao Chen used whatever weapon his opponent used. With the simulation of the Changing Character Formula, Xiao Chen was no weaker than his opponent in every weapon.
The Four Seas Hero Gathering continued in silence. There was no commotion or shouting. No one spoke; there was nothing to say.
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