"Xiao Chen, how about we decide this in one move?" Duanmuqing asked softly.
Xiao Chen did not reject. He nodded and said, "Make your move!"
"Frost's Rage!"
Duanmuqing's black hair turned white. He immediately took out his killing move, a slender sword covered in frost. A sharp state of ice spewed out from the tip of the sword. It seemed like it wanted to engulf the world and seal the sea in ice.
"Ka ca!"
Xiao Chen drew his saber and used his thirty-percent-comprehended saber intent. A solid crystalline saber Qi flew out from his saber.
After chopping his opponent's state of ice in half, the saber Qi's sharpness did not diminish. Then, it broke through Duanmuqing's protective Essence and left a shallow wound on his body.
Duanmuqing knew that this was Xiao Chen showing mercy. At the same time, she was even more astonished at Xiao Chen's strength. At the last moment, he could still control the saber Qi he sent out as he pleased.
As of now, the gap between her and Xiao Chen could no longer be described as a chasm.
Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and thought for a while. Then, he said, "Your state of ice is somewhat superficial. It looks very mighty, but its energy is scattered. You are not Liu Xiaoyun. Without sufficient accumulations, you will not be able to withstand a single blow from an expert.
"You might as well turn the state of ice into a cold wind and infuse it into your Sword Technique. Although it will be weaker this way, it will be more condensed."
When Duanmuqing heard this, she entered deep thought. She vaguely felt like she figured out some problems. After a while, she said, "Many thanks."
The victor was already decided. The jade pendant at Duanmuqing's waist shot out a golden line uncontrollably and entered the little dragon in Xiao Chen's jade pendant.
Xiao Chen immediately felt that the golden dragon had become slightly stronger. Furthermore, it appeared to be very happy.
Sima Lingxuan stepped out after Xiao Chen. Before Sima Lingxuan's strong self-confidence, his opponent did not even dare to look him in the eye. The moment Sima Lingxuan stepped out, he admitted defeat.
When Sima Lingxuan saw the golden line enter the jade pendant, his lips curled up. He shook his head gently and said, "How boring."
The competition proceeded in an orderly fashion. There were some lessons learned earlier. When the ordinary participants met with the scions of the eight Noble Clans or young giants like Xuanyuan Zhantian, they would not be able to win.
He could either choose to admit defeat or directly choose to use one move to determine the winner and loser. He wanted to understand the gap between him and the giants.
In this way, the progress of the fifty matches wasn't slow, and a round was completed in two hours. By the time the sun was about to set, twelve rounds of competition had already been carried out. Xiao Chen had won twelve matches in a row without losing a single match.
The little golden dragon in the jade pendant at his waist was not only bright and did not dim in the slightest, but it had also grown significantly larger. The entire jade pendant was covered in blood. One more victory and the jade pendant was about to break out.
As for the golden dragon in Murong Chong's jade pendant, it was far inferior to Xiao Chen's. Of the twelve matches, Murong Chong only obtained five victories. Not only did the golden dragon not grow larger, it even dimmed and became smaller.
Murong Chong sneaked a glance at the golden dragon in Xiao Chen's jade pendant and felt somewhat dispirited. Comparing oneself to others was truly infuriating. If not for Xiao Chen's existence, no matter how bad Murong Chong's results were, he would be able to shake the Heavenly Saber Pavilion.
However, when compared to Xiao Chen, the gap immediately became apparent. How was his golden dragon a dragon? It was not even comparable to a worm. Murong Chong felt very depressed. When he returned, he would be too embarrassed to speak of his results.
"Roar!"
Just at this moment, there was the melodious sound of something breaking. A dragon roar resounded. After Wang Quan defeated his opponent in one move, the jade pendant at his waist shattered. A golden light flickered, and a fifteen-meter-long five-clawed golden dragon appeared above his head.
"It broke! Wang Quan's golden dragon, which won thirteen matches in a row, finally came out. The moment it came out, it is already fifteen meters long. It looks like his Luck is not weak. When a regular contestant's golden dragon breaks out of their jades, it is only ten meters long."
"That is natural. Wang Quan obtained the sixth rank last year. How can other cultivators compare to his Luck?"
"Ka ca!
After Wang Quan's golden dragon broke out of his jades, the golden dragons of the top ten contestants of the previous Five Nation Youth Competition also broke out of their jades.
"Incredible! Nangong Ziyue's golden dragon is also fifteen meters long. Qian Wen's golden dragon is also fifteen meters long."
"Gong Yangyu's golden dragon is slightly weaker. It is only forty-five meters long. It is only one meter stronger than Liu Xiaoyun's."
"However, in terms of strength, Bai Qi's golden dragon is still stronger. It is twenty-five meters long. The second-ranked contestant in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition is indeed extraordinary."
Bai Qi had just finished his match. The twenty-meter-long golden dragon above his head looked down on the crowd. The other golden dragons circling in the sky were all inferior to him.
"Next match: Sima Lingxuan against Gao Wei!"
After the referee's voice rang out, Sima Lingxuan's figure flashed a few times. He arrived on the arena and stood there proudly. Naturally, he attracted everyone's attention.
"After this match, Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon will probably come out as well. I wonder how long it will be? Will it be able to surpass Bai Qi?"
"He will definitely surpass Bai Qi. It just depends on how much he surpasses him. Is it one meter or three meters?"
The crowd was filled with anticipation. They wanted to see how long the golden dragon of this man, who had been a seeded participant for two consecutive Five Nation Youth Competitions, would be.
The contestant named Gao Wei was a disciple of a large sect in the Great Jin Nation. Although his sect was not one of the top ten great sects, it had a lot of accumulations. It controlled more than ten Spirit Veins.
His sect did not lack resources. Furthermore, his talent was outstanding. Furthermore, he came from the Great Jin Nation, which was rich in Spiritual Energy. Thus, he managed to enter the top hundred rather easily.
However, when Gao Wei heard that his opponent for this round was Sima Lingxuan, his expression turned extremely depressed. He unwillingly walked to the Wind Cloud Arena.
When Gao Wei fought with the other Noble Clan disciples, even if he could not defeat them, he would choose to win in one move. He wanted to see if he could comprehend some Martial Techniques. However, when facing Sima Lingxuan, he had no choice but to admit defeat. This was because Sima Lingxuan's strong self-confidence had completely merged with his aura.
If one exchanged glances with Sima Lingxuan, they would automatically feel inferior to him if their thoughts were not strong enough. Under such circumstances, they would not even be able to bring out half of their strength. How could they exchange moves with Sima Lingxuan? This was simply a joke.
"I admit defeat!"
As the crowd expected, Sima Lingxuan's thirteenth opponent chose to admit defeat like the ones before him. He did not even have the courage to exchange moves.
After Gao Wei admitted defeat, a golden Dragon Qi from the jade pendant at his waist shot into Sima Lingxuan's jade pendant with a 'xiu' sound.
"Ka ca!"
The sound of the jade pendant shattering rang out. A dazzling golden light flickered, and a twenty-three-meter-long five-clawed golden dragon circled above Sima Lingxuan's head. Then, it soared into the air.
The twenty-three-meter-long golden dragon immediately outshone Bai Qi's twenty-three-meter-long golden dragon. Among the many golden dragons that were forty or fifty meters long, it stood out like a crane among a flock of chickens.
"Sima Lingxuan is indeed Sima Lingxuan. No wonder he is so strong and has such strong Luck. No one can defeat him."
"He is six meters taller than Bai Qi. That is a suppressive advantage. Although Luck does not represent a person's strength, it is still an important factor."
"Ha ha! This is just the beginning. When the ranking matches are over, we will be able to determine his Luck."
"That's true. I wonder if Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon can reach twenty-three meters, reaching the peak of the nine digits and becoming a true Sovereign."
The Golden Dragon Breaking Out of Jade — that was the golden dragon that represented Sima Lingxuan's Luck. The moment it appeared, it shocked everyone.
When Xiao Chen saw Sima Lingxuan's golden dragon, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, I wonder how much Luck I have?
However, when Xiao Chen thought about it, it should not be as high as Sima Lingxuan's. At most, it should be about the same level as Wang Quan and the others, slightly weaker than Bai Qi.
After all, Xiao Chen had only been in this world for a short time. If he had not reached the eighth floor of the Ancient Desolate Tower, he would have been slightly weaker than Wang Quan and the others, who had obtained Dragon Vein Luck in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition.
However, Xiao Chen did not worry too much. This was just the beginning. As long as he kept winning, his Luck would increase and his opponent's Luck would decrease.
Taking over another person's Luck to strengthen one's own body. The strong would become stronger and the weak would become weaker.
When Chu Chaoyun saw the Luck above Sima Lingxuan's head, an undetectable desire flashed in his eyes. He muttered to himself, The Luck of the Wind Cloud Platform is indeed strong.
It is even stronger than the Luck of my Tianwu Dynasty's remnant races. However, after this competition, your Luck will end here.
As the thirteenth round of matches progressed, the jade pendants on the waists of the contestants who ranked highly in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition and won thirteen matches in a row shattered, turning into golden dragons soaring in the air.
"Next match: Nangong Ziyue versus Li Tianhua!"
Nangong Ziyue was ranked eighth in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition. Li Tianhua was the scion of the Li Clan, one of the eight Noble Clans. He was ranked fifth in the previous Five Nation Youth Competition.
In the thirteenth round of matches, the Wind Cloud Platform finally welcomed a match between the strong. The disciples of the eight Noble Clans fought together. This immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Li Tianhua's weapon was a spear. He specialized in the Coiling Dragon Spear Technique. It was famous for its ferocity and tyranny. It was a peak Superior Grade Earth Ranked Martial Technique.
The Coiling Dragon was like the flood dragon, horned dragon, earth dragon, and fire dragon. They were all high-ranked Spirit Beasts that contained the bloodline of dragons.
The Coiling Dragon was one of the more noble ones. It contained large amounts of True Dragon blood. However, it had lost its ability to soar through the nine heavens and spent most of its time in hibernation.
However, the energy that the Coiling Dragon spat out was no weaker than that of a True Dragon. It could easily shatter mountains and split the earth. Hence, it was known as the True Dragon of the earth.
Xiao Chen had seen Li Tianhua make a move before. The moment the two of them appeared, he could roughly guess the result. Nangong Ziyue was not a match for Li Tianhua. The state that Li Tianhua used happened to be the nemesis of the state of mountains and rivers.
In a situation where their cultivations were similar, the states countered each other. If Nangong Ziyue wanted to win, she could only rely on technique.
The development of the Wind Cloud Platform was similar to what Xiao Chen expected.
Li Tianhua held his spear and took the stance of a coiling dragon. As the spear danced, it was like a coiling dragon soaring up and down. Its aura was vast and imposing. On the ground, Li Tianhua was able to suppress Nangong Ziyue's Immortal Mountains and Rivers Fist.
Occasionally, the spear shattered a tall mountain. The river splashed up into the sky. The water flowed continuously. It was difficult for the towering mountains to form a strong momentum.
When it came to Nangong Ziyue's Fist Technique, its might was significantly weaker. Her aura lacked a tyrannical air.
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