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Chapter 2200

Words:2439Update:23/01/01 15:58:42

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"Boom!"

The power of the Ten Ultimate Divine Fists was completely destroyed by Ye Xiwen's palm. It could not shake Ye Xiwen, who had entered his peak state.

He was proud of his martial arts, but at this time, the Ten Ultimate Saint finally realized that compared to Ye Xiwen, his Ten Ultimate Divine Fists were far inferior. He was no match for Ye Xiwen at all.

He was like a baby next to a giant. No matter what kind of terrifying power he unleashed, he was no match for Ye Xiwen at all.

"I don't believe it. My Ten Ultimate Divine Fists are invincible!"

Ten completely different colors of light burst out from the top of his head. Spiritual Yuan soared into the sky, and his entire body shot up into the sky. He suddenly blasted a punch towards Ye Xiwen.

He roared and urged the spiritual Yuan and spiritual power of his entire body. He was going all out. He wanted to defeat Ye Xiwen in one go, regain his momentum, and turn the tables.

At that moment, he fully displayed the power of a peak Myth Realm expert. Coupled with the damaged Dao Artifact he was wearing, he looked unfathomable.

The power of the Ten Ultimate Saint exploded, forming ten mighty long rivers. They directly monopolized Ye Xiwen, trying to kill him.

"It's useless. I've said it before, you and I are too far apart!" Ye Xiwen's eyes were calm, and countless calculations were revealed in his pupils. To him, he could calculate countless possibilities in an instant. Everything was under his control. It was impossible to plot against him. "Even if I don't use the Divine Weapon, you are no match for me!"

Ye Xiwen directly grabbed out with his big hand and instantly blocked the punch. It was simply effortless. After fusing with a few incarnations, Ye Xiwen's strength had also risen to a peak in an instant. Although he was still lacking a Blade Dao incarnation, it was enough for him.

His other hand directly clenched into a fist and blasted towards the Ten Ultimate Saint.

Boom!

The power of his fist directly wreaked havoc in the Ten Ultimate Saint's body. The Ten Ultimate Saint's body trembled under this power, completely unable to resist.

An unparalleled look of horror flashed in his eyes. He could not believe it. Why, why, how could Ye Xiwen be so strong?

"Ye Xiwen, take my talisman!" He clenched his teeth, and his whole body suddenly shook. Then, a magic charm swept out from his body, and rushed towards Ye Xiwen.

In an instant, the sky and the earth shook, and the color of the sky changed. An incomparable monstrous fist energy blasted out from it, and it seemed as if it wanted to kill Ye Xiwen directly.

This was an unparalleled power. The mighty fist energy within it was invincible and unparalleled.

At this moment, Ye Xiwen felt as if he was about to be killed by this force.

"You want to kill me with this little bit of strength?" Ye Xiwen couldn't help but sneer. He didn't even use any divine tools. He just intended to contend with it with his body. He clenched his right hand into a fist and fiercely punched out. The power of the mortal world directly collided with the monstrous fist energy.

"Bang!"

An incomparably loud roar resounded, and the sky and earth changed color. The fist power that the talisman had sent out was directly dispersed by Ye Xiwen. The entire talisman flew back and blasted into the body of one of the Ten Absolute Saints on the spot.

"Puff!"

The Ten Absolute Saints spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew out. The power carried by the fist talisman did not seriously injure Ye Xiwen, but it completely blasted him away.

There was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect things to turn out like this. He slowly sat up, and then said, "I lost. You are very strong!"

There was a bit of unwillingness in his tone, but he was sincerely convinced. This was because this time, Ye Xiwen had absolutely won with his strength. He had used his strongest strength to beat the Ten Absolute Saints into submission.

He had nothing to complain about. His true strength was inferior to others.

Moreover, he had no enmity with Ye Xiwen, so there was no benefit in fighting him to the death.

The surrender of the Ten Absolute Saints also caused an uproar among the surrounding onlookers. The strength of the Ten Absolute Saints was needless to say. He had already firmly entered the top ten last time. This time, with the departure of some people, many people thought that he even had the strength to contend for the top five, and his ranking had greatly improved. However, he was unable to fight back under Ye Xiwen's attack.

"Sigh, the Ten Absolute Saints actually failed. What a pity. He was also a peerless figure, but unfortunately, he encountered Ye Xiwen!"

"Five years ago, he definitely didn't have this strength, but five years later, he has actually reached this level. He's too strong!"

Many people were completely shocked by Ye Xiwen's strength.

Many people were guessing to what extent Ye Xiwen's strength had reached, and whether anyone could force out his true strength.

"It's a pity. He originally had the ability to contend for the top five, but now he has lost here. With this failure, I'm afraid that he can only stabilize in the top ten at most!"

"However, it's hard to say how far Ye Xiwen can go. There are too many masters this time. Don't forget, although he is very strong, whether it is Yao Shengqing or the so-called reincarnation of God Jun Dingtian, they are not ordinary people. Not to mention, there are also Huyan Aonu and the others. They are definitely not ordinary people!"

Ye Xiwen easily won this round, and had already tied with Ye Xiwen's previous highest record. Just like five years ago, he easily advanced to the sixth round. A large number of points were rewarded, and these points could be exchanged for Divine Source.

Ye Xiwen estimated that the points this time were enough to exchange for one Divine Source. In addition to the rewards from winning five rounds in a row, he should be able to exchange for about one Divine Source.

For the next few rounds of competition, the more points they would be awarded, the more points they would be awarded. If they were all converted into Divine Roots, they would be able to obtain more and more points.

In the next round, if he could win again, he would be able to get two Divine Source. If he won the next round, he would get five. Then in the ninth round, he would be able to exchange for ten Divine Source. In the tenth round, which was the championship battle, if he could win again, he would be able to get 20 Divine Source in one go.

This was not a small amount. Under normal circumstances in Deification Abyss, one could only get one Divine Source in two years. If he could maintain being the champion all year round, he would not lack Divine Source. It could be said that he could cultivate to his heart's content in the future.

Thinking of this, he finally understood what it meant to say that the strong would always be strong, and the weak would always be weak. In this Deification Abyss, this was the iron law.

It might be a small gap at first, but as the winner received more and more resources to cultivate, they would naturally have an unparalleled advantage that the loser could not imagine.

He could obtain 39 Divine Source in one win, which was almost as much as what he had obtained in the Divine Tomb. Moreover, this battle was held once every six months.

He had risked his life to obtain these gains in the Divine Tomb. In Deification Abyss, as long as he continued to win, it would be enough. It was really infuriating to compare oneself with others.

However, the premise of all this was that he could become the champion. Apart from him, there was probably no one else who had such confidence.

After the battle ended, the Ten Absolute Saints and Ye Xiwen both left the space. As usual, he was the first to finish the battle. The others, whether it was the monkey or anyone else, did not finish their opponents so quickly.

Compared to the previous round, there was no doubt that the difficulty of this round's opponents was a level higher.

Almost all of them were in the top 100.

"Ye Xiwen finished again. Even the Ten Absolute Saints couldn't stop his advancement. He's too strong. I don't know who his opponent in the next battle will be, but I'm afraid it will be very difficult to be his opponent!"

"Sigh, if we had half of his strength back then, I'm afraid it would be completely different now!"

"Forget about back then, it's hard to say if we even have half of his strength now!"

Even those old antiques who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years did not dare to say that they were stronger than Ye Xiwen.

Especially when they saw his crushing battle with the Ten Absolute Saints, it made everyone gasp.

Soon, the monkey and the others also came out, beaming with joy. Obviously, they had also won one after another and successfully advanced into the top 50.

However, the monkey soon heard that the Ten Absolute Saints had been defeated by Ye Xiwen. He could not suppress the surprise in his heart. Although Ye Xiwen was strong, he did not expect him to be this strong.

"I really hope that my opponent in the next battle will be you!" the monkey looked at Ye Xiwen and said.

"As long as you keep winning, we will meet sooner or later!"

Ye Xiwen could not help but say with a smile.

"Hahaha, that's true!" The monkey laughed and immediately threw that thought to the back of his mind. As long as he kept winning, they would meet sooner or later.

Perhaps Ye Xiwen was just joking. Who knew that it would actually become a reality? Ye Xiwen's opponent in the seventh round was the monkey.

"Ye Xiwen, let's have a good fight. I've been waiting for this day for seven years!" Both of them entered the battle space. A big stick appeared in the monkey's hand. He could not suppress the excitement in his expression. Seven years ago, Ye Xiwen had already shown extraordinary strength, but he did not have the opportunity to fight with Ye Xiwen. He had been regretting this for seven years.

Compared to Ye Xiwen, he was more like a battle maniac. To him, having an evenly matched or even more powerful opponent was something very exciting.

"Let's fight!" Ye Xiwen's expression became serious. He was very clear about the monkey's strength, and he was not an opponent that could be easily dealt with. However, there was still a long way to go if Ye Xiwen wanted to defeat him.

It was unknown when Ye Xiwen had put on the Five Emperors Battle Armor, but he was like an emperor that had descended to the world.

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