Chapter 86

Lang Shiting gave Xu Zhong a sword salute and took the initiative to swing his sword towards Xu Zhong's face. The sword was flowing with a fiery red aura. The sword moves were both violent and swift.

On the other side, Xu Zhong responded calmly. He waited until Lang Shiting's sword was close to him before he raised his sword and blocked it steadily.

Only to hear a 'ding' sound, Lang Shiting's sword was actually firmly blocked.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. Not only was Xu Zhong able to display the defensive power of the earth attribute to the extreme, but he was also able to block Lang Shiting's sword even though he attacked later.

The following battle was even more obvious. Lang Shiting's sword was as fast as a meteor. Although Xu Zhong's sword was slow, it was not far from his body. His defense was also very tight. Lang Shiting was unable to take down Xu Zhong for a long time. In a moment of impatience, he revealed an opening. The movement of his sword was too big and he could not retract his sword in time. His body froze for a moment.

At this moment, Xu Zhong made his move. He gathered strength in his wrist and twisted it. With a backhand move, he flicked Lang Shiting's sword away.

Lang Shiting felt a huge force coming from his hand. His treasured sword almost fell out of his hand. He hurriedly used all his strength to grip his sword. However, with this delay, the outcome of the battle was already decided.

Xu Zhong took the opportunity to raise his sword and fiercely slashed at his body. The weight of the earth attribute on the sword was reflected. It was like a small mountain falling from the heavenly mountains. It was like a thunderbolt and was difficult to block.

Lang Shiting, who had just steadied his sword, subconsciously raised it above his head in a vain attempt to block Xu Zhong's sword. However, Xu Zhong's sword knocked the sword out of Lang Shiting's hand in an instant. Then, it slashed at his body, leaving a deep wound.

"Ah!" Lang Shiting screamed and knelt down on one knee. This was a match where Xu Zhong did not use his full strength. If it was a life and death battle, he would have lost his life long ago.

This first match did not seem to be of a high standard. However, it gave Zhan Chen a lot of inspiration. In the battle, Lang Shiting's sword was clearly faster than Xu Zhong's. Xu Zhong's sword was even slower than a normal Martial Master in the Great Perfection stage. However, why was the result exactly the opposite?

"Looks like 'slow' isn't necessarily a bad thing for martial arts. It can disrupt the enemy's rhythm. Sometimes, 'slow' can even stop 'fast'!" Zhan Chen seemed to have vaguely grasped something. He muttered to himself, "Using slowness to counter speed, using stillness to stop, using ingenuity to break power."

He had only heard of these martial arts terms in the past, but he had never thought about them in detail or practiced them in his martial arts. Now it seemed that he had made a huge mistake.

As he thought about it, Zhan Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter. It was as if a brand new martial arts door was gradually opening in front of him.

"Xu Zhong Sheng! One point for Yellow Gang Sect, "Qiu Wuya sang loudly.

The Misty Wind Sect disciple hurriedly added one point below Yellow Gang Sect.

Xu Zhong leaped off the dueling platform. He had just finished a battle and needed to rest.

"Chen". and "Feng". Li. and Xu Shone. Li Daxiao gnashed his teeth in hatred and muttered, "This is only the beginning. Huanggang Sect, just you wait!"

"Let's move on to the next match. Who will go first?" Qiu Wuya asked.

Following that, pairs of people started to jump onto the dueling ring one after another to fight. The winners were overjoyed, while the losers were dejected. The scores of the various sects also rose one after another.

However, the disciples who went on stage followed the rule of the weakest to the strongest. The stronger disciples were hidden by the sects. They would only go on stage at the last moment. The weaker disciples were arranged to go on stage first.

Zhan Chen was the second elite disciple of the Golden Elephant Sect. He was now a Martial Master Great Perfection. Li Jianshu thought highly of him and placed him last.

As it neared the end of the competition, the situation was getting worse. The situation of the Golden Elephant Sect was not optimistic. Seven out of ten people had been eliminated. Only Li Jianchen, Zhan Chen, and Su Yun were left.

Li Jianshu looked at the other sects. The Fire Cloud Sect was the worst with only one person left. The Rejuvenation Sect had two. The Yellow Gang Sect had three, and the Flowing Water Sect was the strongest with four.

On the scoreboard, the Golden Elephant Sect had seven points. The Fire Cloud Sect had six. The Rejuvenation Sect was still the worst with only four points. The Yellow Gang Sect had nine points, and the Flowing Water Sect had eleven points!

The meticulous Li Jianshu thought to himself, "I can't follow the normal course of the competition. Otherwise, even if the three of us win all the way, we won't have enough points to surpass the Flowing Water Sect. What should I do?"

Suddenly, he came to a realization, "The Golden Elephant Sect needs consecutive wins. If I can beat all my opponents by myself, then I'll have enough points!"

Having made up his mind, he turned around and said to the three seriously, "Jianchen, Zhan Chen, Su Yun, you can see the situation now. If we want to surpass the Flowing Water Sect, we must win five points in a row. However, including you, there are only thirteen people left. If we want to take first place, we can't let the other sects get points, especially the Flowing Water Sect! “

"Now I need one of you to go up and defeat the remaining opponents one by one, especially the Flowing Water Sect people. Who has the confidence?"

A difficult expression appeared on the faces of the three. Fighting continuously, regardless of winning or losing, the recovery of True Qi was a problem.

However, time waits for no man. While they were talking, another match ended. Fortunately, a disciple of the Yellow Gang Sect was slightly better and won against a Flowing Water Sect disciple. However, this still made Li Jianshu's expression change slightly. It seemed that the battle could not be delayed any longer.

"Consecutive wins? Apart from the three of us here, there are still nine opponents left. That means we need to win six or seven matches in a row to have the confidence to win the final victory. This requires not only the support of deep and powerful True Qi, but also a tyrannical battle strength. It seems that only I am suitable! "Zhan Chen thought to himself.

He, who cultivated the Sharp Metal True Qi, had a much thicker True Qi than others of the same level. Coupled with the Eye of Dao and the Daluo Golden Body, he was not afraid of any opponent of the same level.

"If anyone can do it for me, I will definitely reward them handsomely!" Li Jianshu said eagerly.

Zhan Chen's heart was still conflicted. On one hand, if he went up at this time, it was very likely that he would not be able to defeat Li Jianchen and the other experts and obtain the Tiger Tendon Pill because his True Qi was insufficient. But on the other hand, regardless of the sense of honor of the sect, Li Jianshu had shown him gratitude. Master had a request, so a disciple should be duty-bound!

Thinking of this, he finally decided to recommend himself. He raised his head and said to Li Jianshu, "Sovereign, I am the most suitable person to go!"

Li Jianshu looked at him for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Zhan Chen, do you have the confidence?"

Zhan Chen also looked at him and nodded calmly.

"Alright, you have to do your best!"