CHAPTER 2471 - CHAPTER 2471
Defeated Gu Liangsheng
* Puff … *
Suddenly, the sound of someone coughing up blood came from the arena. A figure fell to the ground and coughed up blood. His face was pale.
It was Gu Liangsheng!
Although the Undying Golden Fist he cultivated was just as powerful, he was no longer at his peak state after enduring Mu Yun's Eight Fists Realm attack.
He really couldn't understand why Mu Yun could use it a second time.
Mu Yun was only a mid level Saint King. He was an extreme level Saint King, so he couldn't do it!
Mu Yun didn't feel much joy from victory as she looked at the slightly unwilling Gu Liangsheng.
He had spent more than ten years cultivating the Eight Fists Fist in the Secret Pavilion of Life and Death. It would be strange if he lost to Gu Liangsheng.
"I've lost …"
Gu Liangsheng lowered his proud head. There was no light in his eyes.
"Dammit …"
Chai Zheng couldn't help but clench his fists when he saw this. He cursed, "Is this Gu Liangsheng trash?"
"He lost to Mu Yun?"
However, he suddenly recalled that he had also lost to Mu Yun when he said this. Chai Zheng could only be angry, but there was nothing he could do.
Mu Yun walked down the arena.
This time, Gu Yunfei was completely stunned when he saw this junior brother of his.
She was only a mid level Saint King, but she had defeated Gu Liangsheng, who was an extreme level Saint King.
She wasn't a genius, she was a monster!
"Amazing!"
Gu Yunfei couldn't help but praise, "I hope you can reach the Saint Venerate Realm and fight me. I really look forward to seeing you at the Saint Venerate Realm."
"If that's the case, I'll have to speed up my cultivation and catch up to second senior brother."
Yi Yue was in the arena at this moment.
Her opponent was the fifth peak's Ying Yao.
Ying Yao was the top disciple of the fifth peak's extreme level Saint King. His strength was unfathomable. However, Yi Yue was an extreme level Saint King as well.
Moreover, Gu Yunfei was obviously very confident in Yi Yue. She probably wouldn't lose.
Once this battle ended, only ten people would be left.
And none of these ten people were simple characters.
* Boom … *
At this moment, a deafening roar erupted from one of the arenas.
A figure was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Bo Yi wins!"
Following the referee's announcement, First Peak's Bo Yi walked down from the arena step by step.
"You actually lost?"
Looking at Gu Liangsheng, Bo Yi was slightly surprised.
"That Mu Yun's Eight Arm Iron Fist is too strong. I lost …" Gu Liangsheng bit his lips and sighed softly.
"It's not that he's too strong!"
At this moment, Bo Yi said indifferently, "It's because you're too weak, trash!"
"You …"
Although he and Bo Yi were both on the First Peak, he had always been suppressed by Bo Yi.
And this time, he had lost to Mu Yun, a mid-level Saint Emperor. Presumably, Bo Yi would take this opportunity to mock him even more.
But Gu Liangsheng knew that the winner was king and the loser was in the wrong. He had nothing to say.
"If I meet him, I'll definitely make him wish he was dead. It's not for you!" Bo Yi said indifferently, "It's for the First Peak's face."
"Senior Cao Hefei defeated Gu Qingyi and became the first on the Sacred Sovereign Leaderboard. Our First Peak's Sacred Sovereigns have completely defeated the Sect Leader's Peak. So, the Saint Emperors can't lose."
Bo Yi snorted coldly and left.
Gu Liangsheng was annoyed, but he had nothing to say.
"If you meet that Mu Yun, you'll know …" Gu Liangsheng sighed in his heart.
The competition was still ongoing.
At this moment, the battles on the ten arenas had all ended.
The top ten had been born!
And this time, the top ten were Mu Yun and Yi Yue from the Sect Leader's Peak.
Bo Yi and Lu Yu from the First Peak.
And Wu Hongyang from the Second Peak.
Zhou Yue from the Third Peak. Liang Wenxuan from the Fourth Peak.
Apart from the remaining three and Mu Yun, the rest were all famous people. They were considered geniuses among the inner mountain Saint Emperors.
This kind of battle had greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of the outer mountain disciples.
What was the point of cultivation?
Wasn't it to protect oneself and be respected by tens of thousands of people?
Only when they became Saint Emperors would they have the chance to stand on the arena and determine who was stronger.
"Little Junior Brother, the next opponents are all ruthless."
Yi Yue swallowed a Saint Elixir to recover her strength. She reminded, "You have to be careful. If you meet Bo Yi and Lu Yu from the First Peak, they will definitely deal with you."
"I understand!"
Mu Yun nodded.
Although he said that, he would definitely not let go of the five spots.
The uniqueness of the Ancient Bronze Mountain, coupled with the potential to become a Saint Venerable, made it impossible for him to give it up!
"The last round begins!"
The white-bearded elder went on the arena again.
The martial field in the valley was divided into five arenas. The ten figures walked onto the arenas one by one.
These ten people were destined to shine brightly.
"The next round will be even more dangerous, so be careful. When you are thinking about the spots for the Ancient Bronze Mountain, don't forget that you are all disciples of the Carefree Mountain."
After the white-bearded elder finished speaking, he waved his hand, and ten balls of light appeared in front of the ten people.
"If you are ready, then let's begin!"
After the white-bearded elder finished speaking, the ten people walked out one by one. Numbers appeared in front of the ten people.
"Number one!"
Mu Yun looked at the number in front of him, and his gaze fell on the number one.
"Bo Yi!"
He glanced over and saw a figure staring at him with a pair of eyes.
"What a coincidence!"
Beside Bo Yi, a slender figure flashed his number, which happened to be number 2.
The other number two was Yi Yue.
"It seems that the First Peak and the Sect Master's Peak are really fated." Lu Yu grinned.
"Bo Yi, that kid defeated Gu Liangsheng. You have to be careful. Don't fail miserably!"
"You'd better worry about yourself. That Yi Yue is not easy to deal with!"
Bo Yi said indifferently, "If I lose to Mu Yun, I don't have to stay in the Carefree Mountain anymore."
"In that case, let's meet at the Ancient Bronze Mountain."
Lu Yu was extremely confident.
Bo Yi's gaze turned cold as he looked at Mu Yun.
"You embarrassed the First Peak. Your path ends here!" Bo Yi said coldly, "How do you feel when you see the hope that was close at hand vanish just like that?"
"I'm afraid it's not certain whose hope will vanish!"
Mu Yun smiled and did not say anything.
Yi Yue looked at Mu Yun and encouraged, "Little Junior Brother, beat him until he looks for his teeth on the ground."
"Okay!"
Mu Yun nodded and stepped out.
At this moment, the ten figures all walked towards the arena.
The five arenas gathered the attention of tens of thousands of people. All of this was too affecting.
The five strongest disciples of the Holy Emperor Realm were about to be born.
"Are you ready?"
Looking at Mu Yun, Bo Yi sneered, "I'm worried that you won't have the chance to attack."
"Then you should worry more about yourself."
Bo Yi took a step forward with a murderous aura.
A powerful aura spread out wave after wave.
Mu Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Everyone thought that he was easy to step on, but they would only know who would step on who in the end.
Buzz …
A ray of light rose at this moment, and a long sword appeared in Bo Yi's hand.
"Oh? Fifth-grade Holy Sword — Luoyu Sword! "
Seeing the long sword, Xiao Qingshan looked at the First Peak Master Cao Hong with a smile and said, "It seems that the First Peak Master really cares about Bo Yi. He even passed the Luoyu Sword that he used before to him."
"Haha …"
Peak Master Cao Hong smiled, "Sect Master, you flatter me. Bo Yi has a firm heart. It is indeed rare for him to reach the extreme of the Holy Emperor Realm. If this sword is kept, it will be wasted. It is better to give it to Bo Yi!"
Xiao Qingfeng nodded and did not say anything.
The Luoyu Sword was the Holy Sword in the hand of the First Peak Master Cao Hong when he was still a disciple of the Carefree Mountain.
The sword was incomparably sharp, and it contained a powerful frost power. Back then, the First Peak Master had used this sword to enter Ancient Bronze Mountain.
Now, it was passed to Bo Yi. This time, he was secretly worried for Mu Yun.
However, this kind of worry was not very strong.
After all, Mu Yun was the person that the senior had taken a fancy to.
Boom …
Bo Yi held the sword and slashed out. A rainbow light rose into the sky and fell, slashing toward Mu Yun.
"Fourth Fist Realm!"
With a punch, Mu Yun's body and mind were in their strongest state at this moment.
At the same time, the powerful air wave and fist wind rolled.
Bang!!!
A low explosion sounded at this moment. The power of Bo Yi's sword was blocked.
"I only used a simple sword, and you need to use the Fourth Fist Realm. If I use my full strength, I'm afraid that your Eighth Fist Realm won't be able to block it, right?"
"You can try!"
Mu Yun took a step forward. At this moment, Bo Yi brandished the Luoyu Sword in his hand.
"Heavenly Luo Colorful Kill!"
With a thrust of the sword, the sword light split into thousands of rays. Each ray was like a rainbow and gathered together. The center point was where Mu Yun was.
"Eight Arms Iron Fist, Eighth Fist Realm."
Boom …
Eight shadows of fists surrounded Mu Yun at that moment. Everything was enveloped by the shadows.
The crowd could only hear the crisp crackling sounds. At this moment, Mu Yun was like an egg, and Bo Yi was like the one who broke the egg with a giant hammer.
With one attacking and one defending, the entire arena started to shake.
This scene caused the faces of many elders present to change in shock.
These two people were favored by the heavens. Although Mu Yun's realm was lower, her strength was not weak.
Bo Yi's swordsmanship was also very good.
Both of them were qualified to represent Carefree Mountain to enter Ancient Bronze Mountain to receive the baptism.
However, a competition was a competition. Only one of them was qualified to enter.
"You're quite alert."
Bo Yi sneered. "But I don't know how strong your defense can be."
"I'm also very curious to see how strong your attack can be."
Mu Yun's figure walked out of the light, safe and sound.
The power of the Eight Arms Iron Fist once again caused an uproar among the disciples.
Although they knew the power of the Eight Arms Iron Fist, they also knew how much energy it took to cultivate this Saint Art.
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