It was like Liu Xiaoyun had entered an illusion. With every step he took, he had to face several sword intents flying at him. He had to shatter them one by one before he could advance.
However, Liu Xiaoyun's footsteps did not stop at all. He did not leave deep footprints on the ground like Murong Chong either. He appeared to be rather relaxed.
"Pa!"
When Liu Xiaoyun got close, he immediately sent a palm strike. Then, he closed his eyes and sensed it.
One second … two seconds … three seconds … four seconds … ten seconds passed in an instant. Liu Xiaoyun was still fine.
"Someone finally passed. I thought that no one could last ten seconds on this wall."
"Liu Xiaoyun is pretty strong. It looks like he will not have any problems getting into the top ten this time."
As the crowd discussed this, another ten seconds passed. The surrounding temperature plummeted. They could clearly see that Liu Xiaoyun's thin clothes were covered in frost.
Liu Xiaoyun's aura also soared. Although he had not moved at all, it was like he was going through a life-and-death battle. His aura rose continuously.
Thirty seconds passed, and Liu Xiaoyun did not move. His palm continued to touch the mysterious Coiling Dragon Wall.
Forty seconds passed … fifty seconds passed … Liu Xiaoyun still did not move. However, his clothes had already turned into ice. The tall Coiling Dragon Wall was also covered in frost.
The surrounding temperature dropped even more terrifyingly. Everyone had to circulate their Essence to resist it.
"What exactly is on that wall? Liu Xiaoyun actually brought out his full state of ice. I can't hold on for much longer."
"Indeed, it is very cold. Very cold. This won't do. I have to move back a little."
Liu Xiaoyun's state of ice was extremely strange. Initially, no one felt that there was anything special about it. However, as it accumulated, everyone felt like the blood in their bones froze. They had no choice but to move back.
Although it was clearly very cold, that wealthy merchant's forehead was covered in sweat.
Fifty seconds had passed. That meant that he had to pay Liu Xiaoyun five hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones. That was a third of the Spirit Stones he earned. He could not help but feel the pinch.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and carefully sensed the flowing cold Qi in his body. That cold Qi was formless and formless. The moment it entered his body, it merged with his blood.
Strange. This is the first time I have encountered such a state of ice, Xiao Chen thought to himself.
Penetrating his Spiritual Sense into the blood, Xiao Chen carefully examined it for a long time before he finally found the faintly discernible Ice Qi.
After spending a lot of effort, the lightning-attributed Essence Qi in his body finally dissipated the cold Qi.
Bang!
After sixty seconds, Liu Xiaoyun finally could not endure any longer. The ice on his body exploded.
Liu Xiaoyun was not knocked back like the others. He did not move at all as he said indifferently, "The ancient Sages are indeed capable."
With a light tap of his foot, Zhang Xuan flew out.
The state of ice in the air dissipated, and everyone surrounded the Coiling Dragon Wall again. They saw the ice on the Coiling Dragon Wall turn into steam and rise up.
The hazy mist made the Coiling Dragon Wall seem even more mysterious.
When the wealthy merchant saw Liu Xiaoyun leave, he smiled faintly and heaved a sigh of relief. Six hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones were probably nothing to Liu Xiaoyun.
"Remember to find time to send the six hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones back to the Drifting Snow Sword Sect. Consider it my contribution to the sect."
Before the wealthy merchant's smile faded, a clear voice came from afar, making him feel depressed.
The strange Coiling Dragon Wall, the many failed cultivators, Liu Xiaoyun, who managed to stand for sixty seconds, and all sorts of strange things caused the matter of the Coiling Dragon Wall to spread quickly in Dragon Sealing City.
More and more cultivators gathered. Several famous demonic geniuses came to take the test out of interest.
This Coiling Dragon Wall was like a testing stone to test the strength of cultivators. Some people lasted for a long time, some only for a short time, and some could not even get close.
From a certain point of view, this indirectly showed the difference in strength between the various cultivators.
"Qian Wen of the eight Noble Clans is here as well. He also lasted for a minute."
"Nangong Ziyue of the Nangong Clan is here as well. She lasted for fifty seconds."
"The Supreme Yi Sect's personal disciple, Gong Yangyu, lasted for forty seconds."
Many people from the ten great sects and eight Noble Clans came. This increased the fame of the Coiling Dragon Wall significantly. However, very few people could last for a minute.
Sima Lingxuan did not come. Of the heirs of the eight Noble Clans, only the Qian Clan's Qian Wen lasted for a minute. The others only lasted for forty to fifty seconds.
Murong Chong looked at Qian Wen with a somewhat gloomy gaze. It looked like when Qian Wen fought with him yesterday, he had not even used half his strength.
Yun Kexin smiled and said, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, why don't you give it a try as well?"
Xiao Chen had been tempted long ago. Furthermore, he did not lack ten thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones. After paying the entrance fee, Xiao Chen stood in front of the line. He looked at the Coiling Dragon Wall five hundred meters in front and smiled faintly.
"Ka ca!"
Xiao Chen drew the Lunar Shadow Saber at lightning speed. A sharp saber intent spread out and flew towards the Coiling Dragon Wall.
"Dang!
Dang! Dang! "Something strange happened. The spinning Lunar Shadow Saber in midair seemed to meet with a Divine Weapon. It clashed with the Divine Weapon and resounded with metallic clangs.
Xiao Chen's figure flashed. His feet did not touch the ground. He followed the dancing saber and quickly flew towards the Coiling Dragon Wall.
The saber's edge spread out and chopped down all the auras in the way. Xiao Chen flew through the air unobstructed and landed directly below the Coiling Dragon Wall. "Ka ca!"
Xiao Chen sheathed his saber with a 'ka ca' sound. Then, he took a deep breath and sent a palm strike at this mysterious Coiling Dragon Wall.
In that instant, there were flashes of figures. Xiao Chen looked around and the scenery around him changed. He discovered that he was in a desolate savanna.
There were figures flashing in the air. These people all held sabers in their hands. A strong saber intent spread out on the savanna, kicking up a strong wind.
An illusory figure appeared in front. After a few flashes, he turned solid. He held a large saber and attacked Xiao Chen without saying a word.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and placed his right hand on the saber hilt. He said softly, "Let me see how strong you ancient Martial Sages are after tens of thousands of years."
A strong wind blew, and saber intent swept out. The grass bent over.
When Xiao Chen looked around, all the tall grass on the boundless savanna bent over and prostrated themselves on the ground.
That mysterious bladesman fought with Xiao Chen. After a hundred moves, his aura became unstable. Xiao Chen caught hold of an opening and chopped it apart.
Following that, another bladesman jumped out. This continued until Xiao Chen killed ten bladesmen. Then, he fell to the last bladesman.
When Xiao Chen's consciousness returned to the real world, he had already let go of the Coiling Dragon Wall. He looked at the hourglass beside him. It turned out that he had already lasted for two minutes.
After receiving the one million two hundred thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones from the wealthy merchant, Xiao Chen returned to the crowd. He said to Yun Kexin, "Let's go. There is nothing more to see here."
"How powerful! He actually lasted for two minutes. Who is this person? Why have I never heard of him before? Could he be even more powerful than Liu Xiaoyun?"
The surrounding cultivators were all astonished. They all started to guess Xiao Chen's identity.
Bai Qi, who had arrived at some point in time, looked at Xiao Chen's back. He muttered, "What a strong saber intent! This person can fight me."
After Bai Qi withdrew his gaze, he casually tested himself as well. His result was also two minutes. He was much stronger than the other disciples of the eight Noble Clans.
When the sun set, most of the cultivators on the Coiling Dragon Wall had left. It was no longer as bustling as it was during the day.
However, the arrival of a person caused the wealthy merchant, who was preparing to pack up his stall, to twitch slightly. He said somewhat forcefully, "Does Young Master Sima want to try as well?"
Sima Lingxuan revealed a faint smile on his handsome face. "Come and join in the excitement. Let's see how long I can last."
"Pa!"
Sima Lingxuan did not make any movements. His figure flashed, and he arrived before the Coiling Dragon Wall. Then, he pressed his palm against it.
After a long time, Sima Lingxuan released his palm and looked at the hourglass beside him. He had lasted for five minutes.
A strong self-confidence spread out from Sima Lingxuan's heart. He smiled gently and did not ask for the Spirit Stones. Instead, he left.
--- Two days later, night fell, and Dragon Sealing City was shrouded in darkness.
In the courtyard belonging to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, Jiang Chi and the other elders gathered Xiao Chen, Yun Kexin, and Murong Chong.
"The arena battles will officially begin tomorrow. The four hundred people will be split into twenty groups. There will be two rounds of elimination. Each round will eliminate half of the people.
"The rules for advancing to the next round are based on points. In each round of elimination, the participants will have to fight twenty matches. A win will give you two points, a loss will give you two points, and a draw will give you one point. After that, the bottom ten people in each group will be eliminated."
Jiang Chi gave the three a detailed introduction of the rules and system of the competition. "After the two rounds of elimination, the remaining top hundred will have a ranking battle. Only the top fifty will obtain Luck."
When the three heard Jiang Chi's explanation of the rules, they all had different expressions. Yun Kexin appeared rather casual.
Although she cultivated a Heaven Ranked Cultivation Technique, her talent was limited. It was difficult for her to bring out the full advantage of a Heaven Ranked Cultivation Technique. Furthermore, she had not cultivated it for long.
Right now, she was only a Superior Grade Martial King and had not broken through to half-step Martial Monarch. If she was lucky, she might be able to make it through two rounds of elimination.
However, she would not have any chance of entering the top fifty to obtain Luck.
Yun Kexin understood this principle as well. Hence, she was very open-minded and did not mind it too much.
Murong Chong's expression was rather grave. He was a Small Perfection half-step Martial Monarch, someone who was neither strong nor weak.
Originally, Murong Chong was very confident in his own strength. Even if he was weaker than Xiao Chen, it would be easy for him to make it into the top fifty.
However, after Murong Chong arrived at Dragon Sealing City, he discovered that his vision was too narrow. When he was trying to become a seeded participant, he was forced back by Qian Wen in five moves.
He could not even last ten seconds on the Coiling Dragon Wall. All this gave Murong Chong a clear understanding of his own strength.
With his strength, it should not be a problem for him to make it through two rounds of elimination. Of course, that did not include getting severely injured the moment he entered the arena.
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