"The Blue Dragon Martial Spirit has not appeared for a thousand years. It is incomparably mysterious. This old man just happened to know a little about it. If little friend is willing to tell me the truth, this old man will tell you everything he knows."
Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled, "Senior is overthinking. The so-called Dragon Qi is just my Cultivation Technique being special. I do not have a Blue Dragon Martial Spirit. If you do not believe me, you can come and check!"
Luo Chen looked at Xiao Chen's indifferent expression. His heart could not help but waver. Could it be that he really does not have a Blue Dragon Martial Spirit?
Xiao Chen stood up and said, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first!"
This mountain was not cold yet. As Luo Chen watched Xiao Chen leave, he entered into deep thought.
He did not have any malicious intentions. If the Blue Dragon Martial Spirit really appeared, it would affect the many powers of the continent.
The Thousand Sword Pavilion would inevitably be dragged into it. If he could form a relationship with Xiao Chen in advance, the Thousand Sword Pavilion would be much more at ease when faced with such a change.
From the looks of it now, perhaps he was overthinking.
How many secrets does the Blue Dragon Martial Spirit have? Xiao Chen left the pavilion and looked at the sky. His eyes were filled with confusion.
As time goes by, this secret will be exposed sooner or later. Never mind, I will deal with it when it comes. The most important thing is to raise my strength.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and stopped thinking about this problem. Then, he left with Xiao Rou, who had been waiting for him for a long time.
The scenery of Desolate City was very unique. Xiao Chen followed behind the two girls and looked at the world of mortals.
He put down the burden in his heart and did not think about anything else. His body and mind relaxed significantly. Under Xiao Rou's instigation, he agreed to pay for the two of them.
The two of them immediately walked around the streets in high spirits. They spent money like flowing water. Anything that interested them, they immediately bought it.
"How much is this hairpin? Three hundred Inferior Grade Spirit Stones. That is so cheap. Senior Sister, let's take one each!"
"This floral dress is very exquisite. How much is it? Five hundred Inferior Grade Spirit Stones. That is so cheap. Give me two of each color and size."
All sorts of noises came out of Xiao Rou's mouth. At some point in time, the smile on Xiao Chen's face started to stiffen.
"Sorry, my stomach hurts a little. You guys go ahead, I'll go back first." If this went on, no matter how many spirit stones he had, he wouldn't be able to spend them. Xiao Chen pretended to be in pain, found an excuse, and hurriedly slipped away.
When Xia Xiyan saw this, she could not help but giggle.
She thought of Xiao Chen, who remained unfazed despite facing outstanding talents from all over the world, as if he wasn't afraid of anything.
He was actually scared by Rourou to the point that he pretended to have a stomachache and fled.
Xiaorou asked doubtfully, "Hey, why do you have a stomachache? I still have a few things that I haven't bought!"
If Xiao Chen hadn't left, he would have vomited blood in anger after hearing this.
Early the next morning, when the morning sun set, Xia Xiyan and Xiao Chen went out together again, rushing to the Tianwu Plaza in the city.
When they arrived at the plaza, many cultivators had already gathered there. However, because they were not participants, they could not enter. They all looked around curiously.
Xia Xiyan stopped and sighed softly, "What will come will come. Let's meet again at the Ancient Desolate Tower!"
There were twenty spots. Xia Xiyan did not dare guarantee that she would obtain them. Thus, she said this to boost her morale.
Xiao Chen nodded and said, "See you at the Ancient Desolate Tower!"
"Xiao Chen is here. Even Xie Ziwen is not a match for him. If we run into him, it will be difficult."
"Just admit defeat. What else can they do? They clearly know that they are going to lose, but they still want to continue fighting. They probably won't be able to participate in the next round."
"This Ancient Desolate Tower has twenty spots. In my opinion, there are only nineteen. This Xiao Chen is definitely one of them."
Seeing Xiao Chen arrive, the cultivators who had already arrived before the Tianwu Emperor's statue all sighed.
To them, it was a tragedy for them to have someone like Xiao Chen. They could only pray to the gods that they would not draw him when they drew lots.
Xiao Chen did not bother with them. After he wished Xia Xiyan good luck, he blended into the crowd and waited quietly for Shi Hailong and the others to arrive.
Not long after, a group of cultivators with the Heavenly Extermination Union's emblem on them flew over and landed on the platform. The one leading them was Shi Hailong, whom Xiao Chen had seen before.
Shi Hailong swept his gaze across the two hundred-odd cultivators. Then, he said to the person beside him, "Go and do a headcount. If there are fewer people, wait another fifteen minutes. If there are more, we will start immediately."
That person received the order and went to do a headcount. After he was done, he flew back to the platform and said, "Two hundred and seventy-six people are all here."
Shi Hailong nodded and said, "Good. Let's start the first round of drawing lots!"
Four black wooden boxes had already been prepared on the platform. There were holes in the boxes that only allowed one arm to fit through.
Under the guidance of the Heavenly Extermination Union, Xiao Chen followed the crowd and drew out a red wooden token from one of the boxes. The number 18 was written in black on the wooden token.
After the lots were drawn, Shi Hailong said in a deep voice, "Numbers 1 to 18 will enter the arena first. Those who drew the red token will enter the arena first. Then, hang out your number. Those who drew the blue token will find the same number and start the match."
The rules were simple and clear. The opponent could be chosen randomly. Xiao Chen approved of the rules.
There would be thirty matches in two days. Under such rules, it would be able to test a person's strength to the greatest extent.
Xiao Chen happened to be number 18. After Shi Hailong spoke, he immediately found an arena and leaped onto it. Then, he hung his token on a pillar.
After a while, a Great Chu Nation cultivator with an extremely unsightly expression slowly walked up to Xiao Chen's arena.
"My luck is really bad. I got this jinx in the first match," that person muttered in a soft voice. As he looked at Xiao Chen, he could not muster any fighting spirit in his heart.
The two of them took their stances and bowed to each other. Then, they prepared to fight.
The two's auras clashed in the air. When the Great Chu Nation cultivator saw the calm expression on Xiao Chen's face, he thought of all the rumors about Xiao Chen.
Also, when he personally saw Xiao Chen fight Zuo Mo and Xie Ziwen, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was not a match for Xiao Chen. Just as Xiao Chen was about to make his move, the cultivator sighed helplessly and said, "Stop fighting, I admit defeat!"
There were more than two hundred contestants here who had passed the first round of selection. They were all outstanding talents from various places. Naturally, they had their own pride.
If they said that they would admit defeat before the fight started, it would be hard to avoid a knot in their hearts. First of all, it would not be easy for them to get over it.
However, when facing such a strong person like Xiao Chen, the cultivator did not have much confidence in continuing to fight. It would only hurt his Essence and increase his exhaustion.
This would be very disadvantageous for the next match. After weighing the pros and cons, the cultivator could only helplessly admit defeat. After all, the slot to the Ancient Desolate Tower was the most important.
The cultivator could not allow himself to be at a disadvantage in the next match just because of his pride.
Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly and walked off the arena. He did not agree with the other party's decision to give up.
If it were Xiao Chen, no matter how strong his opponent was, he would have to give it a try before he would know. Cowering before a fight would greatly affect the sharpness in a cultivator's heart.
If this continued for a long time, that sharpness would completely disappear. Even if his cultivation improved in the future, his combat prowess would not increase by much.
Cultivators were not afraid of failure. What they were afraid of was losing their sharpness, losing that pride in their heart.
After the first round of drawing lots ended, the second round of drawing lots started. However, Xiao Chen was disappointed. His second opponent chose to give up again.
This continued all the way until the fifth match started. Only then did Xiao Chen officially meet with an opponent.
His opponent was none other than the Myriad Fiend Palace's Jiang Zimo. Jiang Zimo looked at Xiao Chen in the arena and smiled, "How helpless. I still ended up meeting you. Let's stop here; there is no need to hurt our friendship!"
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "That is exactly what I was thinking. Make your move!"
Jiang Zimo nodded and said, "Sorry for the offense!"
"Hu chi!"
Jiang Zimo pushed off the ground and sent out an intense palm wind at Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen knew the uniqueness of Jiang Zimo's Martial Technique. From the moment he started, he would use his full power.
If Xiao Chen held back too much, once he was at a disadvantage, it would be hard for him to turn the situation around. So he immediately drew his Lunar Shadow Saber.
"Bang!"
The dense palm winds clashed with the unending saber Qi, producing a loud sound. Horrifying shockwaves spread out in all directions in the arena.
Jiang Zimo sent out three palm strikes, using his full power. He broke Xiao Chen's saber light and was about to press forward.
When a cultivator used their fist or palm against a cultivator who used a weapon, they would be at an innate disadvantage.
This was the principle of the longer one was, the stronger one was. However, once the opponent got close, the weapon would lose its effect and the situation would turn around.
Naturally, Xiao Chen understood this principle. As he moved, he brandished his saber continuously. He executed all sorts of Martial Techniques to prevent his opponent from getting close.
The two of them moved quickly on the arena. They both executed their exquisite Movement Techniques. Soon, they exchanged dozens of moves.
Both of them advanced and retreated. The two of them were very cautious. The battle slowly entered a stalemate.
"Ai, only Jiang Zimo dares to not admit defeat against Xiao Chen."
"Just thinking about it makes me feel sullen. I have been in this world for more than ten years, and I have never admitted defeat before a fight. Today, I met with Xiao Chen. I do not even have the courage to fight."
"I am the same. When I see him, I think of his fight with Xie Ziwen. You all know how strong Xie Ziwen is. In the end, he still lost to him. How could I dare to continue fighting?"
"Let's just pray that we do not get Xiao Chen. Even if it is Zuo Mo, I will not take the initiative to admit defeat."
When the group of people watched the fight between Xiao Chen and Jiang Zimo, they were shocked at Xiao Chen's strength and admired Jiang Zimo's courage.
Even though he knew that there was not much hope, he still dared to make a move. When they thought about themselves, the gap between them was obvious. They could only sigh helplessly.
The battle continued for another hour. Xiao Chen slowly discovered some problems. It seemed like he had fallen for Jiang Zimo's tricks.
The moment Xiao Chen entered the arena, Jiang Zimo used his full strength. Although Xiao Chen's Essence was abundant, he did not have the strange Cultivation Technique that his opponent had. In terms of endurance, he would not be able to last longer than Jiang Zimo.
If this stalemate continued, the one who would have the last laugh would definitely be Jiang Zimo. Xiao Chen reacted and quickly thought of a countermeasure.
After exchanging dozens of moves, Xiao Chen made a decision. He decided to give it his all.
A Arclight Chop forced his opponent back. Xiao Chen placed his saber on the ground and circulated his Vital Qi in his left arm. An azure light started to gather as he rushed forward.
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