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"He's actually …"
Stabilizing himself, Leng Yihan stared in shock at Chen Hao, whose expression was flickering.
Spiritual power, pure spiritual power.
In order to merge with all things in the world, one needed to restrain one's physical strength. Any strand of energy that was scattered in one's meridians, bones, muscles, and so on had to be retracted into one's dantian. Otherwise, one would not be able to merge. However, Chen Hao, who had merged with all things in the world, was still able to release energy to block his attack. What did this mean?
Only the spiritual power that was detached from the physical body and attached to the mind alone could do it!
"Dual cultivation … No wonder his energy is so terrifying …" Leng Yihan bit his thin lips. Two sharp sword intents flashed in his eyes. With a hiss, he disappeared before everyone's eyes.
"With the Profound Iron Battle Armor, I want to see what you can do to me if I launch a sneak attack. I must win! "
…
"When the will is there, the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, when the Qi is there, the Qi is there …"
Under the immense pressure, Chen Hao's mind became clear as he immersed himself in the profoundness of the ultimate martial arts.
To everyone's surprise, Chen Hao and Leng Yihan were once again facing each other. One stood motionless while the other hid in the void.
At first, they were only surprised, but after a moment, looking at Chen Hao on the stage, everyone's eyes widened in shock. The entire Martial Arts Practice Field could no longer maintain its calm.
"What is Chen Hao doing?"
Countless people asked in surprise.
No one understood what Chen Hao wanted to do. Even the elders on the rostrum were unable to understand. They all frowned and fell into deep thought.
In the arena.
Chen Hao stood in the middle, and the protective aura that covered his entire body actually slowly disappeared. Even his aura could no longer be sensed any trace of energy fluctuation. What was even more shocking was …
He slowly closed his eyes.
His appearance and expression seemed as if he'd been immersed in a state of sudden enlightenment ….
But this was a battle, a competition …
…
Hiss!
Leng Yihan, who was wearing the Black Iron Battle Armor, had his mind melded into the world after a short time. He was silent, colorless, and formless, like a poisonous snake hiding in the night. In a short minute, he suddenly appeared three meters behind Chen Hao.
The dazzling and sharp sword aura was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue. It was as fast as lightning as it pierced towards the back of Chen Hao's heart. It wouldn't endanger Chen Hao's life, but if it did, it would mean that Chen Hao had failed. Just like when Chen Hao attacked Leng Yihan, neither of them intended to take the other's life. As long as the winner was decided, that was enough.
Who could dodge such a fierce attack at such a close distance?
Before anyone could cry out in alarm, Chen Hao had already moved.
His body trembled strangely. Suddenly, a wave of pure energy condensed in front of him. The moment the tip of Leng Yihan's sword was about to reach him, he actually blocked it. His body was like a willow in the wind, drifting away. At the same time, the sword aura in his hand buzzed and fiercely attacked Leng Yihan, who had appeared like a ghost.
Ding! Boom!
The two figures suddenly separated. Leng Yihan disappeared again, and Chen Hao's eyes were still closed, returning to his motionless state. Other than the experts in the Martial God Realm and above, no one saw the exchange between the two clearly. Only the terrifying sound of the explosion made everyone understand. In that split second, the two of them had completed a surprise attack, defense, counterattack, and block.
After a short silence, the sword aura appeared again, but it was no different from the first time.
The two seemed to be in a stalemate. No one could do anything to the other.
This made Leng Yihan grit his teeth. He really couldn't understand how Chen Hao's reaction speed was so fast. If he had known, he would have activated the Dark Iron Battle Armor from the beginning and attacked with everything in the world. With the first sword, Chen Hao's reaction speed would have been enough to defeat him.
But it was too late now. Chen Hao seemed to have comprehended something in the process of the battle. It made his reaction speed and perception much sharper.
"Chen Hao …" After a full hour, Leng Yihan finally couldn't take it anymore. "You can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you. Let's call it a draw …"
"Okay."
Chen Hao slowly opened his eyes, and the mysterious aura on his body instantly disappeared as he said straightforwardly. If this dragged on, it would be difficult to determine the winner. Chen Hao used very little energy in this state and recovered quickly. And Leng Yihan had the Dark Iron Battle Armor, so he didn't use much energy either.
… …
As the two's battle drew to a close. The Hundred Empire Ranking Competition had officially ended.
The huge black tower stele once again shone with a bright golden light and appeared in the center of the main arena. All the names of the Hundred Empire Ranking contestants shone with a bright light. From bottom to top, they were fixed one by one.
Leng Yihan was first with the highest number of points.
Chen Hao was second, and Tantai Lian was ninth.
The top twenty contestants all received great rewards from the Myriad Treasures Chamber of Commerce.
Leng Yihan, who was first, received one million Level 8 Spirit Pills. Chen Hao, who had become a pauper, received eight hundred thousand pills. The third place received six hundred thousand pills. The fourth to tenth place received five hundred thousand pills each. The tenth to twentieth place received three hundred thousand pills each.
After the award ceremony, it was finally the most crucial moment for the Hundred Empire Ranking contestants — the selection of the sect.
… …
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Following the words of Liu Wuxiang, the manager of the Myriad Treasures Chamber of Commerce, more than three thousand disciples of the Hundred Empire Ranking rose into the air and landed on the huge main arena according to their respective rankings and areas.
The fifty sect elders on the rostrum also stepped on auspicious clouds and released their auras as they arrived on the main arena.
The three elders of the seventh-grade sects stood in the middle with smiles on their faces. They stared at Leng Yihan, Chen Hao, and the other top twenty contestants. Obviously, in their opinion, these top twenty contestants would be divided among them. The others were fine, especially Leng Yihan and Chen Hao. Even the three of them would have to compete. The Myriad Pill Pavilion elders, who were treated the best, were undoubtedly the most confident.
"Everyone, according to the rules of the Hundred Empire Ranking, the fifty sects will take turns to select disciples from the top to the bottom. Ten will be selected each time, and only one of the top fifty can be selected. As for the other nine, you can choose at will. If the chosen disciple has a sect that he likes, he can refuse. Okay, now the seventh-grade sect, the Myriad Pill Pavilion, will choose first! "
After everyone was in place, Liu Wuxiang's majestic voice sounded.
"Haha …"
As soon as Liu Wuxiang finished speaking, the elder of the Myriad Pill Pavilion chuckled with a touch of arrogance on his face. He looked from Leng Yihan and Chen Hao to the entire martial arts practice field and said, "I am Lu Xiang, the Great Elder of the Myriad Pill Pavilion's outer sect. I think everyone should know about our Myriad Pill Pavilion. Although we are a seventh-grade sect, in reality … the treatment of our disciples is not worse than that of eighth-grade or ninth-grade sects. Our Myriad Pill Pavilion only wants fifty disciples this time. The ranking is not very important. What is important is talent! So, disciples who are confident can wait for me to choose … The top twenty are not bad, and there are a few in the top hundred who are not bad, haha … "
As the elder of the Myriad Pill Pavilion laughed, his eyes quickly scanned all the disciples. He gave a clear look to those he liked. Especially when he looked at Chen Hao and Leng Yihan, his eyes were burning.
Such an obvious hint made the elders of the other sects look ugly, but there was nothing they could do. Anyone who went up would do the same.
"Choose one of the top fifty … Leng Yihan and Chen Hao are not bad. Old Man likes them very much. After the two of you enter our Myriad Pill Pavilion, Old Man can guarantee that you will be treated the same, and you will become the focus of the outer sect disciples. But this time, you can only choose one. Old Man will choose according to the ranking. Leng Yihan will be first! Leng Yihan, come over first … "Elder Lu Xiang smiled and looked at Leng Yihan and the other two.
This was obviously an explanation for Chen Hao. The meaning was to let Chen Hao not think too much. He was as important as Leng Yihan. It was just that he could only choose one at a time. There was no other way.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Leng Yihan's face. Countless people were incomparably envious. A seventh-grade sect, the Myriad Pill Pavilion, and to become the focus of the training. These conditions were definitely very tempting. Perhaps only the top ten disciples could make Lu Xiang make such a promise.
If the chosen disciple agreed, he would have to walk out of the camp and stand behind the sect elder.
Leng Yihan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Elder Lu, for your kindness!" After that, he turned his head and looked at Chen Hao meaningfully. His figure flashed, and he went behind Lu Xiang.
Leng Yihan was obviously more than happy to join the Myriad Pill Pavilion. Although he did not care much about the sect's grade, it was necessary to receive good sect benefits after entering. The Myriad Pill Pavilion was rich and was naturally the best choice. As for the secret arts, he did not care. He had the Dao imparted to him by his master.
Chen Hao shuddered and avoided Leng Yihan's gaze that invited him to join the Myriad Pill Pavilion. This made Leng Yihan frown slightly. Could it be that this guy had a problem with him after the draw? Or was he dissatisfied with him using the Black Iron Armor?
…
Then, Lu Xiang called out three names out of the top fifty and did not choose any more. The disciples who were called out were naturally flattered. One had to know that Lu Xiang had said that he would only choose 50 people this time. With their rankings, they were naturally excited to be chosen. They all stood behind Lu Xiang like Leng Yihan.
…
Then, it was time to choose from the seventh-grade sect, Celestial Peak Sect. This elder, like Lu Xiang, first talked about how good Celestial Peak Sect was, then clearly pointed out the disciples he liked. Then, he looked at Chen Hao with a burning gaze and said, "Chen Hao, your talent is very suitable for our Celestial Peak Sect's secret arts. As long as you join our Celestial Peak Sect, Old Man can guarantee that you will be treated as an inner disciple. Moreover, with the protection of our sect, I believe that no matter who wants to deal with you, you will be safe …"
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