When Shi Hailong heard this, he was stunned. He immediately sent a voice projection to Xiao Chen, Don't fall for his provocation. Your strength is about the same. He clearly knows that you became much stronger after entering the Ancient Desolate Tower, yet he still challenged you. He must have some Secret Technique to increase his strength temporarily.
The most important thing is that you just came out of the Ancient Desolate Tower. You are blessed with great Luck. If you lose, he will snatch away all the Luck you accumulated in the Ancient Desolate Tower. Don't fall for his provocation. In the future, when you grow stronger, you will be able to destroy him with just a flick of your finger.
Shi Hailong's tone was very anxious. He said a lot in one breath, listing the pros and cons. He did his best to dissuade Xiao Chen from accepting the other party's challenge.
However, Shi Hailong had no choice but to be cautious. If Xiao Chen lost, the Heavenly Extermination Union's Luck would be damaged. If that happened, all his efforts would go to waste.
The others, Xia Xiyan and Jiang Zimo, also advised, Xiao Chen, don't accept him. This fellow definitely came prepared. He is just waiting for you to jump in.
When Xie Ziwen saw the silent Xiao Chen, he mocked, "That is all the courage you have? To think that you dare to compete with the Thunder Emperor. Xiao Chen, you disappoint me."
Xiao Chen took two steps forward and carefully sized up Xie Ziwen. Then, he said, "As you wish. Get on the arena!"
Xie Ziwen laughed loudly and floated to the largest arena in the Tianwu Plaza. He put on an expression as though he already had Xiao Chen in the bag. He said, "Good, I was waiting for you to say that!"
When Shi Hailong heard this, he said anxiously, "Xiao Chen, don't be rash!"
Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "Senior Shi, don't worry. I know what to do."
Shi Hailong shook his head and sighed, not saying anything more. Xiao Chen's battle was very important. He wanted to stop Xiao Chen, but he could not do anything about it since Xiao Chen insisted on fighting.
The Trial of the Ancient Desolate Tower was a major event in the entire Ancient Desolate Land. Countless people had already gathered outside the Tianwu Plaza.
However, the people of the Heavenly Extermination Union kept them outside. Now that the trial was over, in addition to the Evil Moon Pavilion's interference, the order of the place became chaotic.
Crowds of martial artists swarmed into the plaza.
Xiao Chen stomped hard on the ground and his figure flashed, landing on the arena in an instant.
"Is that person in white the one who reached the eighth level this year? Why is he only a Medial Grade Martial King? Are you sure? "
"That should be right. I saw him floating out from the outside. Cultivation is not the only thing that determines a cultivator."
"However, this Xie Ziwen is really vicious. The other party just came out of the Ancient Desolate Tower. If he defeats this person, he will snatch away all of this person's Luck."
"If he didn't have the confidence, he would never dare to challenge Xiao Chen at this time. This is going to be interesting."
The crowd below discussed with each other. Some of the more discerning cultivators guessed Xie Ziwen's purpose in challenging Xiao Chen.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the sunlight shone down. Up in the arena, Xie Ziwen looked at Xiao Chen and smiled coldly. "You really dare to come up. Those who hurt my, Xie Ziwen's, people have never had a good ending. I, Xie Ziwen, will be taking your Luck today!"
"Xiu!"
Right after Xie Ziwen spoke, he brought out his state of fire to its limits. This time, he would not be careless; he would not hold anything back.
Xiao Chen sent out a palm strike, and a fierce sea of fire spread around him. It rose and fell like waves, layering over each other.
The heatwave spread into the surroundings, and the temperature instantly soared.
Shi Hailong's expression changed. He said, "This fellow indeed came prepared. He has comprehended his state of fire to its limits."
"Ka ca!"
Xiao Chen's expression did not change. He placed his right hand on the hilt of the Lunar Shadow Saber and drew it at lightning speed.
"Boom!
Boom! "Thunder roared as Xiao Chen leaped into the air. A purple saber light appeared, and he hacked down. This was the saber strike that Emperor Wu Bai Shuihe executed back then.
As Xie Ziwen flew, he saw Xiao Chen's saber strike. A disdainful smile appeared on his face. "You are full of openings, and you are not embarrassed to call yourself the White Robed Bladesman. Get down here!"
"Boom!"
A sea of fire surged around Xie Ziwen's body, and his palm gave off a bright red light. A huge flame rippled and formed a jade-like palm.
As the flames surged, a huge flaming palm formed and pressed towards Xiao Chen's open chest.
Xiao Chen recalled the charm of Bai Shuihe's saber strike. He tilted his body slightly, and the huge flaming palm brushed past his shoulder.
Xiao Chen twisted his wrist, and the saber moved from top to bottom, naturally thrusting forward.
"Pu ci!"
Xiao Chen landed on the ground, and the tip of his saber stabbed in by one centimeter. It happened to be stuck in Xie Ziwen's chest, and blood immediately spurted out.
Everything was going according to plan; there were no deviations. Xiao Chen looked at Xie Ziwen calmly and said, "You have lost!"
The disdainful smile on Xie Ziwen's face did not even have time to disappear. Just as he sent out a palm strike, Xiao Chen stabbed into his chest, a vital spot.
As long as Xiao Chen used a little more force, Xie Ziwen would die.
What's going on? How did I lose? That move was clearly full of openings. At most, the saber light was a little strange. How did he manage to stab me?
Xie Ziwen showed a stunned expression. He could not understand what was going on no matter how he thought about it.
Xie Ziwen was not the only one who could not understand. The thousands of cultivators watching felt it was strange as well.
Only one move, only one move, and Xiao Chen actually defeated Xie Ziwen. Everyone still remembered the fight between Xiao Chen and Xie Ziwen seven days ago.
Xie Ziwen had only managed to defeat Xiao Chen after a hundred moves because of his carelessness. However, seven days later, Xiao Chen used only one move to defeat Xie Ziwen.
The entire place fell silent. Everyone stared at Xiao Chen in shock. Zuo Mo revealed a contemplative expression. He said indifferently, "That saber strike has its own uses!"
Ding Fengchou said softly, "I can only tell now. It seems to be full of openings, but in reality, there are no openings at all. However, there are still some flaws in the transitions, as it is a move that he just learned."
Jiang Zimo said with some envy, "I really wonder what benefits he obtained in the upper floors for him to have such strength."
Shi Hailong was slightly stunned before he reacted. He smiled and said, "No wonder this fellow is so confident. I was overthinking things."
"I did not lose. It is impossible for me to lose!"
Suddenly, something strange happened. Xie Ziwen grabbed Xiao Chen's saber and retreated at lightning speed. Then, he took out a Medicinal Pill and popped it into his mouth.
"Boom!"
The Medicinal Pill melted in his mouth, and Xie Ziwen's aura suddenly soared. His clothes and hair fluttered without any wind, and a strong wind howled behind him.
"Bang!"
Xie Ziwen ignored the injury on his chest and sent out another palm strike. A huge flaming palm the size of a small mountain pressed towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, he felt a dangerous aura from this huge flaming palm.
Xiao Chen did not block blindly. He pushed off the ground and retreated.
"Pa!"
As the giant flaming palm fell, a deep pit formed by the palm print immediately appeared on the arena. Countless stone slabs exploded and shot in all directions.
Shi Hailong said sullenly, "Half-step Martial Monarch! What kind of Medicinal Pill is that? How did Xie Ziwen become a half-step Martial Monarch in such a short time?"
The situation suddenly changed. Xie Ziwen, who had consumed a mysterious Medicinal Pill, suddenly became a half-step Martial Monarch.
When Xie Ziwen waved his palm, a berserk Essence poured out. He launched a chain of attacks without pause, beating down on Xiao Chen until he could not retaliate. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
Explosions rang out incessantly. Under Xie Ziwen's berserk attacks, the sturdy arena shattered, turning it into rubble.
"He is very strong. However, he forcefully advanced to half-step Martial Monarch. His aura is not stable. While his energy looks berserk, it is not very condensed.
Let's wait for a while, "Xiao Chen analyzed calmly. Then, his figure flashed and flew towards another arena.
"Hu chi!" Xie Ziwen quickly followed, not letting up.
The two's figures flashed and flew to another arena. Xie Ziwen laughed and said, "Xiao Chen, aren't you very powerful? Why aren't you attacking? Let's see where you can run to! "
"Thousand Flaming Palms!"
Xie Ziwen took a deep breath and released a resplendent red light from his right palm. It was as bright as day, like a small sun.
"Boom!"
Xie Ziwen spat out a mouthful of turbid Qi and shouted. Then, he sent out a palm as bright as the sun.
Suddenly, a flaming palm shot out like a meteor shower at Xiao Chen. With such a large area of effect attack, there was no chance for Xiao Chen to dodge.
Xiao Chen raised his head and looked at the flaming rain falling from the sky. He muttered, "It is time to end this. A half-step Martial Monarch is only so-so."
The purple Qi whirlpool in Xiao Chen's body spun quickly. A surging, pure lightning-attributed Essence circulated in his meridians and poured into his saber.
Xiao Chen condensed the surging energy to its limits and infused it into his saber, not letting any of it leak out.
The pitch-black saber immediately flickered with a purple light. It looked very simple and plain. It was a stark contrast to Xie Ziwen's berserk energy.
"Break!"
Xiao Chen's expression suddenly turned grave. He shouted and swung his saber forward. The flaming palms flying at him immediately shattered into countless sparks.
"Break! Break! Break! "
Facing the raining flaming palms, Xiao Chen did not move at all. It was like his feet were rooted to the ground as he stabbed his saber at the flaming palms flying at him.
Without exception, all the flaming palms that Xiao Chen stabbed shattered into countless sparks and disappeared into the air.
Xiao Chen seemed relaxed and did not feel any pressure. It was like the flaming palms were not filled with berserk Essence attacks but just tiles. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
When the other flaming palms landed on the ground, they blasted the arena into smithereens. Dust filled the air and flew everywhere.
This made it clear that while these flaming palms looked small and messy, their might was not weak at all. They were definitely not tiles.
However, the white-robed bladesman with a calm expression easily shattered the flaming palms flying at him amid the flaming light filling the sky.
Such a huge contrast was hard to believe. Were these flaming palms really that strong? It was somewhat contradictory.
When Shi Hailong saw this scene, he heaved a sigh of relief. Given this, Xiao Chen had at least a fifty percent chance of victory.
Xie Ziwen's chest tightened. He had consumed the Rank 7 Blood Essence Pill, which could raise his cultivation by fifty percent for the time it takes for a joss stick to burn.
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