"F * ck … Fifty-five! He defeated everyone from the peak of the early-stage to the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm … More than fifty people, and all of them are stronger than their cultivation level … He doesn't seem to have used up much energy? "
"This is his true strength, right? Even Chen Hao can't compare to him … Damn, how can he hide his aura so well? Our cultivation levels aren't low, right? I'm a half-step Incarnation realm cultivator, but I can't even sense his aura … How can we fight him? "
"Me too."
"Strange, how can his concealment skills be so good? In the Sky City, Chen Hao and Chen Xue also showed amazing concealment skills … Did he learn it from Chen Hao? "a disciple who had entered the Sky City said with a frown. He clearly remembered that in the last month when the Sky City opened the core palace area, Chen Hao and Chen Xue only revealed their aura when the transmission light pillar appeared.
Today's Leng Yihan had displayed such a powerful concealment technique as soon as he appeared. Every opponent was effortlessly defeated in one move at the smallest cost. One had to know that the arena used for the Inter-Sect Competition did not conceal all auras. This was to let the disciples watching the battle gain the most. Therefore, the disciples who were closest to Leng Yihan were all shocked when they saw his battle. Even Xia Youyou, Chu Qingtian, and the others were shocked.
…
"Seventy …"
Gasps of astonishment could be heard from the crowd. No one had expected Leng Yihan to be so powerful.
Moreover, there were still no signs of him being overdrawn. What did this mean?
Although Leng Yihan was in the early-stage Incarnation realm, ants could still kill an elephant. This was a continuous battle. To kill an ant, you would have to stomp your feet and waste some energy, right? Moreover, the opponent was not an ant. There was a difference in cultivation levels, but as a disciple of a ninth-rank sect, who didn't have powerful skills? The power he showed was absolutely terrifying. But looking at the situation, Leng Yihan was likely to kill a hundred people. This was a miracle that had never happened before in the cultivation world …
"Hao Hao, his concealment skills are amazing … Even if I meet him, I can only sense him when he attacks …"
Xia Youyou stared at Leng Yihan, who had once again disappeared from everyone's sight, and finally couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Chen Hao.
"Yes. This was to completely restrain one's aura and merge it with everything in the world. Before he attacks, unless it's someone two levels higher than him, I'm afraid it's really difficult to sense him … However, you don't have to worry. He wouldn't dare to use this kind of concealment technique when facing a powerful opponent … "Chen Hao whispered. Perhaps only Chen Hao was not surprised by Leng Yihan's performance.
In the past, Leng Yihan's carving skills were one or two levels higher than Chen Hao's. Now, Chen Hao, who had not practiced carving for a long time, was still inferior to Leng Yihan in this aspect. But Chen Hao didn't care at all. Because Leng Yihan's concealment technique was no longer effective against him. It wasn't that Chen Hao could catch him, but that Chen Hao could use the moment Leng Yihan released his aura to unleash his strongest attack.
This was the result of Chen Hao's crazy cultivation in the past few months. He had already formed an instinctive reaction to the Solitary Sword Tactic in his subconscious. There was no need to calculate, no need to catch. It was like a passive skill.
"Sister Lanlan said that your concealment skills are also quite good …"
"Leng Yihan and I cultivate the same kind. It's just that my level is slightly lower than his, "Chen Hao said with a slight smile.
"Did he teach you?"
"No. It's a bit complicated. I'll tell you later … "Chen Hao hesitated slightly and didn't tell her about his father and Leng Yihan's master.
After stepping into the world of cultivation for so long, Chen Hao's knowledge was far beyond that of an ordinary person. The more he knew, the more Chen Hao felt that his father was unfathomable. He was afraid that it wasn't as simple as the Eastern Continent.
And this kind of carving technique that integrated everything in the world was a supreme existence that Chen Hao couldn't measure.
…
"One hundred! F * ck, one hundred people killed! There are only fifty people left in the Piaomiao Sect! Heavens … there are already sixteen peak late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. There are still forty peak late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivators left, and they will definitely get stronger. Eight half-step incarnations and two incarnations … does this guy want to kill all the peak late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivators? "
"Impossible! Didn't you notice that his attacks are taking longer and longer? I reckon that a few more would be his limit … "
…
On the rostrum, the Pavilion Master of the Myriad Pill Pavilion was so excited that he couldn't control himself even if he had a calm temperament. He knew that Leng Yihan was strong, and he knew that Leng Yihan had a height that made him look up forty-five degrees. But he didn't expect that Leng Yihan's true strength was so strong!
Especially when he saw all the powerful Sect Masters on the rostrum gasping in shock, he had the urge to roar to the sky.
No one wasn't shocked.
At this moment, even Chen Hao's light was completely overshadowed by Leng Yihan.
The momentum of the two peerless geniuses seemed to have been broken. Leng Yihan became high and mighty, emitting an incomparably bright light.
…
"Hold on, hold on, hold on!"
On the stage, the true essence in Leng Yihan's dantian was on the verge of drying up. But at this moment, he still clenched his teeth and his mind was as calm as water. Only a trace of obsession in his heart resounded in his mind.
"I have already reached the Incarnation Realm. If I lose to him again, I'm afraid … I'll never be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him! I can't lose to him again, I can't! "
His obsession was burning. At this moment, Leng Yihan was more determined than ever. Faintly, the scene of Chen Hao and Xia Youyou sitting together appeared in his mind from time to time. Even Leng Yihan himself didn't know what kind of thoughts this was. In his opinion, it was to surpass Chen Hao. In fact, subconsciously, he had already regarded Xia Youyou as his biggest opponent.
This was a strange feeling. It came from another "her" …
…
Of course, Leng Yihan's persistence was only in terms of physical strength, true essence, and spirit. From the beginning to the end, he didn't show his trump card or killer move. First, this was not the time to expose it. Second, if he exposed it, his consumption would increase exponentially. It was impossible to defeat so many people in a row.
…
When Leng Yihan completed the Hundred Slaughter, Chen Hao didn't care much. After all, it was within his expectations. But when Leng Yihan defeated another sixteen people, Chen Hao's face showed a trace of surprise. He looked at Leng Yihan with a trace of admiration. Chen Hao could clearly feel that Leng Yihan's consumption had reached the point of exhaustion, but he still had no intention of stopping. This kind of perseverance and tenacity was not something an ordinary person could achieve. And if he was careless, he would pay a heavy price.
Finally, when the Floating Mist Sect's disciples' expressions became more and more ugly, more and more serious and fearful, the Floating Mist Sect's Sect Master felt ashamed and ashamed, and Gu Xing's expression became shocked and aghast. Leng Yihan appeared and disappeared like a ghost and lightly pierced through the last Nascent Soul Realm disciple. He said, "We lost."
But at this moment, the entire Martial Arts Practice Field, except for the nine arenas, was silent. Everyone stared blankly at the pale-faced but unharmed Leng Yihan.
Lost. The Ten Thousand Pill Pavilion lost to the Floating Mist Sect. But Leng Yihan won. With his strange and terrifying strength, he won the respect of the hundreds of thousands of people in the Martial Arts Practice Field. He defeated the ninth-rank Floating Mist Sect's one hundred and forty genius disciples by himself, leaving only ten people.
Of the ten people left, the lowest cultivation was at the half-step Incarnation Realm. If that was not the case, everyone believed that Leng Yihan would continue to fight.
Whoosh!
When Leng Yihan floated back to Chen Hao's side like a light breeze, the entire martial arts arena was in an uproar.
Leng Yihan looked at Chen Hao and Xia Youyou's expressions. Although he wanted to say something, he was too weak. His eyes carried a trace of pride and provocation. He glanced at Chen Hao and directly swallowed a large amount of pure spiritual herbs.
But Chen Hao's sudden words almost caused this fellow to spit out the spirit medicine that was in his mouth ….
"Always being chased, never being surpassed … You did well this time. Well, it's just not bad …" Chen Hao originally didn't want to say anything. After all, the tenacity that Leng Yihan displayed this time was something that even Chen Hao admired in his heart. But this guy was already like this. Why did he come back and give him a provocative look? If he didn't say anything, wouldn't he be too arrogant?
"You …"
"What about you? Hurry up and recover." Chen Hao avoided Leng Yihan's eyes and leaned back lazily.
"Okay, I want to see how many you can win in a row. If you lose, you owe me another promise!" Leng Yihan stared at Chen Hao and said.
"One is too little. How about two? Let's settle it in one go … "
"No. Only one at a time. "Leng Yihan frowned slightly and said. After saying that, he couldn't take it anymore and directly entered a half-cultivation state. He had just exhausted his energy. Before the next round, he had enough time to recover.
While the two were talking, Xia Youyou looked at them curiously. She already felt that Leng Yihan was strange. But the conversation between the two and Leng Yihan's eyes made her feel even more strange. Xia Youyou couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine …
Moreover, listening to the conversation between the two, Xia Youyou understood that the two seemed to have a deep relationship.
…
The competition was still going on.
In the last few rounds of the competition, there was no doubt that every match was of equal strength. In terms of time, it was naturally much slower than the previous two days.
In the second round, the Star-Picking Sect met another eighth-rank sect, and it was a very strong one. Knowing that he would meet the Sky Sword Sect in the third round, Chen Hao was naturally very depressed. Did he do it on purpose?
(Second update. I have something to do tonight. Two updates for today.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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