Just as everyone saw the arena turn into a painting and Young Master Qingshu firmly trapping Xiao Chen in the painting, Xiao Chen muttered a cold, desolate, and proud poem.
The Martial Technique hidden in the fan silently unfolded. A small bridge, a flowing river, and a bright moon appeared one after another, complemented by the Thousand Frost Battle Snow. Snow filled the sky, cutting off the flowing river and making the moon appear even colder.
Everyone suddenly realized that the painting on the arena suddenly had many more sceneries, causing the originally simple and elegant painting to become colorful and colorful, competing with each other in beauty.
However, something even more horrifying happened. The instant Xiao Chen, who was clearly trapped in the painting, finished reciting the poem, he leaped out of the painting and became someone outside. Young Master Qingshu immediately leaped out of the painting, becoming someone outside the painting. As for Young Master Qingshu, who used the world as the ink and the fan as the brush to paint, he became someone inside the painting, trapped within it.
"What's going on? What's going on?!"
The crowd, who had been shouting about the inheritance of the Holy Land and the immortal for ten thousand years, stopped. Shock filled their hearts, and incredulity filled their faces. They could not understand what was happening.
Why was it that one moment earlier, Xiao Chen was still the person in the painting? In the next moment, Xiao Chen became outside the painting, trapping Young Master Qingshu instead?
How could the crowd, who had been shouting about the appearance of the Holy Son and the defeat of the Blue Dragon, endure this?
When the many older-generation Confucian sect experts in the Heavenly Province Academy's jade pavilion saw this scene, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Others might not understand, but as peak experts of the Confucian sect, how could they not understand?
The Martial Technique that Young Master Qingshu practiced was one of the academy's ten great Profound Martial Techniques, Picturesque Landscape. It had a total of four layers. They were Raising the Brush to Paint, One with the Painting, Breaking Out of the Painting, and the most profound Painting Outside the Painting.
Young Master Qingshu was an outstanding talent that only appeared once every few hundred years in the Heavenly Province Academy. He learned this Martial Technique at a young age and reached the level of Raising the Brush to Paint, using the world as his ink and the fan as his brush.
Young Master Qingshu even used a trick to enter the second layer of One with the Painting, raising the might of Picturesque Landscape to another level.
However, who knew, Xiao Chen immediately saw through Young Master Qingshu's trick? Xiao Chen's aura was not like Qing Zhu's, creating a major flaw in the painting.
As for Xiao Chen, he was like a god. With just one look, he comprehended the essence of this move. He used a poem that was similar to his own character. Whoever was laughing in the painting could laugh at who. It was clear who was superior.
"This person definitely knows some kind of Cultivation Technique that can imitate other people's Martial Techniques. Otherwise, even if he could see the essence of this move, he would not be able to jump out of the painting and trap Qingshu."
Otherwise, he would not be able to do so.
Another person added, "That can't be wrong. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why a bladesman like him knows so many weapons. Furthermore, he seems to have learned them well."
"How high must one's perception be to dare to cultivate this kind of cultivation method?" An old man sighed softly.
Indeed, even if such a Cultivation Technique was placed before these Consummation Blue Robed Emperors, they would not dare to cultivate it.
There was no other reason. Without sufficient comprehension ability, not only would they not be able to increase their strength, but they would even lose themselves in it, finding it hard to advance. Their strength might even regress.
Up in the palace, Yue Bingyun muttered to herself, "Who knows that my heart is like the moon?"
"The moon is a lone flower admiring itself, no one able to understand it. It has been alone for thousands of years, a cold, proud, and lonely existence. What kind of person could come up with such a poem, comparing himself to the bright moon?
What kind of person could use such a thought to trap the confident Young Master Qingshu in the painting?
In the arena, Young Master Qingshu appeared confused. He did not know what happened. Xiao Chen, whom he suppressed in front, suddenly moved. It was like there was a barrier that he could never cross. Young Master Qingshu could only fly forward, getting further and further away from Xiao Chen.
Young Master Qingshu clearly brought out the full might of this Picturesque Landscape. However, he could only watch helplessly as Xiao Chen moved further away from him, unable to do anything.
Xiao Chen remained silent. Then, he folded the folding fan in his hand and gently tapped the painting in front of him on Young Master Qingshu's chest.
In Young Master Qingshu's opinion, Xiao Chen, who was at the ends of the world, closed the distance with one hand, catching him off guard and forcing him to suffer this heavy blow.
To others, it looked like Xiao Chen was just standing outside the painting, gently tapping it with his brush.
"Bang!"
Young Master Qingshu vomited a mouthful of blood. His internal organs ruptured as he suffered a backlash from his Cultivation Technique. The mysterious phenomena scattered, and the painting shattered. Young Master Qingshu tumbled out of the arena. When he landed, he kicked up a large cloud of dust and rumbled endlessly.
This startled Young Master Qingshu awake. When he saw the white-robed Xiao Chen in the highest arena, his eyes widened. Then, he pointed at Xiao Chen, his eyes filled with horror. "You … you actually trapped me in the painting. How can it be …" "Pu ci!"
Young Master Qingshu vomited another mouthful of blood. He could not accept this blow, so he fainted from frustration.
When everyone thought about what Young Master Qingshu said earlier, they felt like his words were still ringing in their ears. However, despite all his scheming and shamelessness, he still could not end Xiao Chen's legend. Instead, he buried his reputation here.
If you want me to not draw my saber, I will not draw my saber. If you want to decide victory or defeat with one move, I will do as you wish.
No matter how many schemes you have, I only need one move to defeat you!
A strange silence reappeared in Bright Moon Plaza. A scene that made hundreds of thousands of people fall silent once again appeared in the Four Seas Hero Gathering.
The savior in many people's hearts still could not make Xiao Chen draw his saber. Xiao Chen still lost to the weapon he was most proficient with. Furthermore, it was just one move.
Now, the scions of the various Immortal Holy Lands and some of the hidden Noble Clans were no longer hot-blooded. Even if another one million people called themselves the Immortal Holy Lands, they would not go up.
They needed to wait until Xiao Chen showed some signs of weakness before they could go up. Otherwise, not only would they fail to trample on him, they would also lose their reputation.
The quiet Bright Moon Plaza paused for a moment. The many outstanding talents in the other small arenas had long since lost interest.
One person had snatched away all the spotlight. Even though they were fighting brilliantly, no one paid attention to it.
However, they did not have the courage to go up to the most eye-catching arena. Even the Holy Scions were defeated in one move. How could they dare to go up?
In the Yinyang Paradise's jade pavilion, a female disciple smiled and said, "First Senior Sister, these men do not dare to go up anymore. You should go up and raise the prestige of our Yinyang Paradise."
"That's right! That's right! Elder Sister said it before. In order to prevent those stinky men from injuring the Blue Dragon King, we have to defeat them gently with our own hands."
Tong Susu rolled her eyes at the two girls and scolded them with a smile, "Elder Sister has never been beaten by a man before. If I really get defeated in one move, even if I do not advance to Martial Emperor in five years and have only twenty years left to live, Elder Sister's heart will not be able to leave that person."
In the Zodiac Hall, Chu Yang and Fu Hongyao remained silent, showing complicated expressions. Chu Yang had tossed away his earlier ambitions long ago. He wished that he could immediately go up and beat up Xiao Chen.
However, his rationality told him that this was not the time to make an appearance. It was not worth it to lose his reputation at the hands of someone who did not have much lifespan left.
The Lunar Palace's judges all had expressions of having everything under control. Now, they also showed expressions of not knowing what to do. To think that one person could force the Four Seas Hero Gathering to stop. This was a big joke.
In the Myriad Fiend Island's jade pavilion, Yan Shisan stood up and prepared to go up. However, Di Xinhan stretched out his hand and stopped him. Di Xinhan said, "Brother Shisan, let me go. After all, this is the Four Seas Hero Gathering of my Heavenly Starry Ocean."
Yan Shisan turned his head and said, "Think carefully. You are just seeking defeat. If I go up, I can make him draw his saber. That will definitely increase your chances of victory. I left the Yan Clan long ago and do not care about my reputation. However, you are different. You still have the Myriad Fiend Island, an Immortal Holy Land, behind you. "
Di Xinhan smiled and said, "Victory and defeat are common in battles. It seems that since I made my debut, I have never lost to a person of the same generation in the Heavenly Starry Ocean. So what if I lose once?"
Towards the end, Di Xinhan added sullenly, "Furthermore, this is the Four Seas Hero Gathering of my Heavenly Starry Ocean. Someone has to step up. If everyone remains silent and watches, hoping to be the fisherman, then our generation will be finished. "
Yan Shisan thought for a while and did not insist. He took a step back and said, "Take care."
While everyone remained silent, the Myriad Fiend Island's Di Xinhan silently landed on the most eye-catching arena.
"Di Xinhan!"
Di Xinhan's appearance immediately lit up the eyes of several people, a flame of hope igniting in them.
Di Xinhan was born with the Heavenly Spiritual Body, a special physique. He was the top genius of the Myriad Fiend Island. Since he made his debut, he had never lost to anyone of the same generation.
The reason was none other than his strong Heavenly Spiritual Body. At the crucial moment, even if he could not defeat his opponent, he could still end the fight in a draw.
In terms of physical strength, he was publicly recognized as the strongest person of the same generation in the Heavenly Starry Ocean. No one could compare to him.
Furthermore, his cultivation, combat techniques, and comprehension ability were not bad. No matter where he went, he would always be the center of attention.
He would always be one of the few people at the top of the pyramid of the younger generation. His status had never wavered.
While the many Holy Scions watched from the sidelines, not daring to make a move, Di Xinhan dared to step forward. He was indeed a true man.
However, the people present did not say anything. They only silently praised Di Xinhan in their hearts.
"Blue Dragon King, I have long heard of your great name. I wanted to fight you in Despair City. Unfortunately, at that time, my cultivation was one cultivation realm lower than yours, so I did not dare to challenge you. Today, please give me some pointers. "
Di Xinhan performed a cupped-fist salute and looked calmly at Xiao Chen. He did not show the sophistry of Young Master Qingshu or the anger of those veteran outstanding talents.
Xiao Chen returned the cupped-fist salute. He had seen the other party in Despair City. In Xiao Chen's opinion, if Di Xinhan had challenged him at that time, he would have had a thirty percent chance of winning.
Now that Di Xinhan challenged him, he would not even have a thirty percent chance.
On the surface, it looked like the two were of the same cultivation, both Small Perfection Blue Robed Emperor. However, in reality, the difference was rather large. Xiao Chen was a peak Small Perfection Blue Robed Emperor. Furthermore, the foundation of advancing to Blue Robed Emperor was breaking through and establishing ten thousand Heavenly Sage Laws. In this aspect, Di Xinhan was not as good as Xiao Chen.
More importantly, in the half a year of seeking dragons and fixing veins, he had fought with all sorts of ferocious beasts, gaining a deep comprehension of the Changing Character Formula.
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