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Chapter 209

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Zhaowu was dead.

Murong Haoyue was shocked. His eyes narrowed as he stared at Wutian. His right hand gently stroked his beard. No one could tell what he was thinking.

The top ten disciples of Sky Beyond Sky were all geniuses. To think that they would die in the first battle. This was a heavy blow to the prestige of Sky Beyond Sky.

Some people were sad, while others were happy.

Zhaowu's death made many happy. "Sky Beyond Sky's disciples are only so-so."

Those who were secretly dissatisfied with Dragon Xiaotian laughed coldly. This time, Wutian brought them to give Dragon Xiaotian a ruthless slap. The beating was too satisfying.

"Void Piercing realm."

"Heng heng … …"

In the corner, Liu Shuanghan smiled coldly, looked at the sky, and released a strong fighting spirit. Last time in the abyss of ten thousand snakes, if not suddenly entangled him, I am afraid that I have already condensed the flesh body, and I will not be manipulated.

Other than the Violent Sky young master who was secretly shocked, Qin Tian who was in the stands was also stunned.

In just a few days, Wutian had stepped into the Void Piercing realm. With the powerful flesh body of the Thousand Snake Clan, to Qin Tian, Wutian was a very strong opponent.

He would definitely face him.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian frowned slightly and took a deep breath. The corner of his mouth rose slightly, and a strange smile hung on his face … …

The competition continued.

The judge walked up the stage and once again asked the participating disciples to be merciful. They were all from the same sect, so there was no need to kill each other.

However, no one listened to him anymore. It was a battle of life and death.

"Zhao Chong against Guo Changhe … …"

Another Sky Beyond Sky disciple.

Just as the judge finished reading the list of names, he felt a gust of wind. In a blink of an eye, a figure landed. His gaze was as sharp as a knife. Standing proudly on the stage, a ruthless killing intent was emitted.

The judge's heart trembled and he immediately walked down the stage.

Guo Changhe, rank 9 Ascension realm, disciple of Southern Sun Pillar Master Wu Yue. His sunset swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and he had comprehended the essence of the sunset swordsmanship.

Just as he stepped onto the stage, the sword in Guo Changhe's hand trembled.

Just as he opened his eyes, an incomparably large sword intent suddenly attacked. Caught off guard, the sword intent cut through everything in his divine sense.

"Weng … …"

The sword fell, not leaving a single drop of blood.

The corners of Zhao Chong's mouth curled up, and he sneered. He turned around and stepped out of the barrier, a look of disdain on his face.

Everyone below the stage was shocked. Why did he walk out of the arena before the fight had even begun?

No one had seen them draw their swords. Did Zhao Chong admit defeat?

It was absolutely impossible. How arrogant were the top ten disciples of Sky Beyond Avalon? Would they give up their pride and admit defeat?

On the grandstand, Wu Yue's face was pale. His heart suddenly sank as he asked himself, "Can I withstand the profoundness of that sword?"

His Adam's apple bobbed, and cold sweat seeped out of his palms.

"Bang!"

Just as everyone was puzzled, and even the judge was at a loss as to what to do, Guo Changhe's body fell heavily to the ground, dead.

His eyes widened as he stared in the direction where Zhao Chong had left. That sword was unstoppable.

In the square, there was an uproar in the stands.

Those who were originally rejoicing over Wutian killing Zhao Wu were now disheartened. In the blink of an eye, the rank 9 Ascension realm Guo Changhe died just like that. Even they did not know how Zhao Chong had drawn his sword.

The profoundness of that sword could only be discerned by those who had comprehended the essence of the sword.

Zhao Chong's final sneer seemed to be saying, this is the strength of a disciple of Sky Beyond Avalon. Who can compete with him?

Instant kill, this is the strength of a disciple of Sky Beyond Avalon!

"The top ten disciples are indeed impressive. I couldn't even see how the sword was drawn."

"I'm afraid there is no doubt that they will enter the top ten."

"It seems that the sovereign is determined to win this time."



The inner disciples below the stage were in an uproar, whispering to each other.

"Top ten disciples?" Liu Shuanghan said coldly. He looked at the remaining nine disciples of Sky Beyond Avalon and revealed a sinister smile, "Those who block me, die!"

"Dragon Xiaotian, it seems that you are really preparing for a big purge." Wuyue thought in his heart, clenching his fists.

Wuyue was a trusted aide of the previous sovereign, Cang Tianji. He had always been dissatisfied with Dragon Xiaotian's forceful usurpation of the position. He even suspected that Cang Tianji was killed by Dragon Xiaotian. However, he did not dare to do anything because he had no evidence.

Now that Dragon Xiaotian had the support of the Great Elder, he entered Sky Beyond Avalon and cultivated the Golden Hepta Qi. His strength had improved by leaps and bounds and he was no longer someone that Wuyue could deal with. Perhaps now was the time to clean up Nan Yang Pillar.

Wuyue was faintly worried and immediately issued an order. As long as they fought against a disciple of Sky Beyond Avalon, they were to kill with all their might.

"Nan Yang Pillar's days are not going to be good." The head of the Golden Sun Pillar smiled faintly and then said to the disciples behind him, "Kill Nan Yang Pillar!"

The disciples were stunned and immediately nodded their heads.

The Palace of Gold Sun had the smallest influence, but the Palace Master of Gold Sun Palace knew how to curry favor with those in power. His analysis was very thorough. No matter how strong the Palace of South Sun was, it was impossible for them to be Dragon Xiaotian's opponent.

Disciples were killed in a few consecutive matches.

For a while, the disciples were filled with killing intent.

The competition continued.

… …

"Liu Shuanghan wins, enter the next round … …"

The person who fought with him died, his body turned into ashes, and his soul scattered.

… …

"Wu Tian wins, enter the next round … …"

The person who fought with him died.

… …

"Qin Tian wins, enter the next round … …"

The disciple who fought with him died and gained 600,000 experience … …

… …

"Zhao Chong wins, enter the next round … …"

The person who fought with him died and was killed with a sword.

… …

"Zhao Qing wins, enter the next round … …"

The person who fought with him died.

… …

After a few rounds, more than a dozen people died. The entire square was filled with the aura of death. Some disciples finally realized that this disciple ranking competition was somewhat different from before.

Some of the elders of the Tianji Sect had dark clouds on their faces. Every time they saw someone die, some of them would secretly feel pain. These were the elites of the Tianji Sect. In the future, they would become the mainstay of the sect, but they died in the ring.

If this continued, the Tianji Sect would have a shortage of young and old. Their strength would be greatly reduced and they would probably be squeezed out of the top ten sects within a hundred years.

Some of the elders felt pain in their hearts while some were enjoying it. They acted as if it was none of their business and had the attitude of watching a show. Seeing someone die, they even cheered.

"Zhou Wei, Qin Tian, Yan Xin, Yan Bing, the four of you have entered the top hundred. You only need to win three more matches to enter the top ten. Do your best." Shen Yan's face was filled with excitement, unable to conceal her joy.

Out of the ten disciples, four entered the top hundred. She did not expect such a good result.

Because the Fierce Sun Pillar had always been neutral, no one killed them. Out of the six disciples who failed, only one was lightly injured. The other disciples were unharmed.

Shen Yan's ecstasy made Qin Tian feel even more uneasy. He felt that Shen Yan could not wait to obtain the Golden Hepta Qi.

After a few serious observations, the Golden Hepta Qi was indeed very powerful. But what use was it to Shen Yan? If she obtained a pot of Golden Hepta Qi, could she improve her strength?

Or was she going to use it to refine tools?

Sure enough, it was just refining tools. What kind of weapon did she want to refine?

Shen Yan's expression became more and more undisguised. This made Qin Tian have no choice but to analyze it. However, in the end, he still could not understand why Shen Yan was so fanatical.

Next was the battle of the top hundred disciples. Their strengths were all very powerful. Among them, other than Qin Tian who was rank 3 ascension realm, there was another person, Lai Bai.

This person only had the strength of rank 1 ascension realm and did not join any forces. He was an inner disciple who signed up to participate. His swordsmanship was very unique. Qin Tian paid attention to a few matches and found that his comprehension of swordsmanship was beyond imagination. Even Wu Yue, who was known as the Sword King, would stand up and watch his matches seriously. He was secretly amazed. He had comprehended the sword intent for hundreds of years but had never found such a unique sword intent.

Lai Bai looked to be less than 20 years old. He had a trace of indifference and his eyes carried the profoundness of someone who had grown into an adult overnight after being rebellious.

He and Qin Tian were the biggest dark horses so far.

"Yan Xin, Yan Bing, admit defeat in the next match." Qin Tian's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"Why?" Yan Bing stared blankly. Now that they had entered the top hundred, if they won another match, they would be able to obtain 10,000 merits. If they won another match, they would be able to obtain 100,000 merits. 100,000 merits could be exchanged for many good things. Since they had already fought till here, there was no reason to give up.

Yan Xin also looked at Qin Tian, feeling puzzled.

Qin Tian hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm worried that something might happen to you."

"Hubby, don't worry, I'm very powerful." Yan Bing clenched her small fist. After breaking through to the Rebirth realm, they were full of confidence. Now that they had entered the top hundred, they were even more excited.

Seeing their excited expressions, Qin Tian knew that it was impossible to persuade them to give up. He could not help but worry.

Zhou Wei glanced at Yan Xin from the corner of his eyes and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, "Slut."

After the top hundred disciples were born, the list of names was tabulated. Not long after, the judge walked towards the stage and shouted, "Zhou Wei against Yan Xin … …"

"Eh?!"

Qin Tian was startled. He looked at Yan Xin and said, "Give up."

Yan Xin looked at Qin Tian seriously and revealed a happy smile, "Don't worry, I will protect myself."

"Sister, give Zhou Wei a taste of your strength." Yan Bing said angrily.

Yan Xin walked down from the stands. When she passed by Shen Yan, she did not say a word, her expression calm.

Qin Tian was secretly shocked and became even more worried.

Zhou Wei was rank two Rebirth realm, while Yan Xin was rank one. The difference in strength was not big, but it would be difficult for Yan Xin to win against Zhou Wei.

The reason why Yan Xin ignored Qin Tian's objection was because she wanted to give Qin Tian a gift. This was a gift that she and Yan Bing had discussed long ago. White shadow robe, high-grade immortal robe, required 100,000 merits to exchange.

Qin Tian did not know about this.

As long as they won another match, they would have 100,000 merits.

Both of them had a total of 90,000 merits. As long as they won another match, they would have 100,000, and they would be able to exchange for the white shadow robe for their hubby. In their hearts, Qin Tian would definitely be more handsome wearing it.

After winning this match, if Qin Tian asked her to give up again, she would definitely give up.

"Sister, you must win against Zhou Wei. Release all the resentment you have been suppressing all these years. It would be best if you can kill him." Yan Bing looked at Yan Xin on the stage, clasped her hands together and prayed in her heart … …

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