Chen Zong's Golden Fragment Sword Finger was incomparably sharp. His two fingers were also covered in spiritual power, comparable to metal.
A sword strike shattered the fiery red energy, and a misty blue sword light flashed across the sky. With an astonishing sharpness and unparalleled will, it sent his opponent flying.
Victory!
In just two moves, Chen Zong had defeated the third true disciple of the Red Dragon Sect.
"This strength …" Chi Mingyi and Chi Jiutian narrowed their eyes.
Among the disciples of the Red Dragon Sect, Chi Jiutian was the most powerful. Chi Mingyi sighed, but there was a large gap between the strength of the third true disciple and Chi Mingyi.
"He won again." Gao Bojun and the others were excited.
So far, Li Zhenyi had fought seven matches, but he had only won one at the beginning. After that, he had been continuously defeated, and the Coiling Dragon Pillar was much shorter than before.
As for Chen Zong, he had fought six matches, but he was the opposite of Li Zhenyi. He had won one match after another, and the Coiling Dragon Pillar had risen a great deal. The power of Dragonization contained within it was even more vigorous, and the nourishment of essence, energy, and soul was even more obvious.
Six victories in six matches. Chen Zong had surprised everyone at the beginning, and now he had attracted the attention of many geniuses.
For example, Chi Mingyi, Chi Jiutian, Chi Longhai, and so on. Even the more powerful disciples of Floating Cloud Palace had paid attention to Chen Zong.
But it was still not enough. Chen Zong's background was too low. Not only could he not compare with the Red Dragon Sect's Myriad River Temple, but there was also a huge gap between him and Floating Cloud Palace.
Many times, this gap would become an insurmountable gap.
Six victories in six matches. In fact, Chen Zong had not used much of his strength. He had only used the Windcutter Sword Technique and Golden Fragment Sword Finger.
This was because the previous six opponents had not been strong enough for Chen Zong to display more of his strength.
38 people had fought at least five matches, and some had fought at most seven matches. The difference between the strong and the weak began to become clear.
"According to the current situation, the top three positions will definitely belong to our Floating Cloud Palace."
"That's right, first place should be Senior Brother Lie Jingyu, second place should be Senior Sister Fan Feiyu, and third place should be Senior Brother Zuo Tianyun."
"Hehe, I don't think it's just the top three. The top ten might even be occupied by our Floating Clouds Palace."
"Although I also hope that our Floating Cloud Palace can obtain the top ten, I estimate that it will be very difficult. The Scarlet Dragon Sect's Chi Jiutian and the Myriad Water Palace's Chi Longhai are not weak. It is extremely likely that they will enter the top ten."
Although they had been eliminated, it was undeniable that their strength wasn't weak, and their eyesight wasn't bad either.
"Chi Jiutian and Chi Longhai are indeed not bad."
"Chi Mingyi and Tan Yumeng aren't weak either."
"Only Chen Zong from the Blue Cloud Sect can catch the eye of those four-star forces."
"Hehe, he's just barely able to catch my eye. The opponents he's encountered so far aren't that strong. If he were to encounter our fellow disciples from the Floating Clouds Palace, he would be defeated in an instant."
"That's true."
The Floating Clouds Palace's disciples didn't have the slightest bit of concealment in their conversation. Therefore, many people could hear them clearly.
Many people had the attitude of watching a joke, but Gao Bojun and the others were naturally very unhappy. However, even if they were unhappy, there was nothing they could do.
However, there was one thing that was not wrong. Among the four-star forces, except for Chen Zong, who had won six battles, the others had won and lost. Some had even lost consecutively. It was simply a sharp contrast to the Floating Clouds Palace's disciples.
In the seventh battle, Chen Zong's opponent was a Floating Clouds Palace's disciple. He had won four out of six battles and lost two. One was to Chi Jiutian, and the other was to Zuo Tianyun.
"As a disciple of a four-star force, to be able to reach this step is indeed very good. However, it ends here." The Floating Clouds Palace's disciple, Yan Hui, had his hands behind his back. His wide sleeves fluttered along with his footsteps like white clouds.
Although he had lost two times, his opponents were very strong. Facing Chen Zong, a disciple from a four-star force, Yan Hui's heart had an indescribable self-confidence and pride.
The gap between a four-star force and a six-star force was like a natural moat.
The gap between a four-star force and a six-star force's disciple was also like a natural moat.
Chen Zong had also seen Yan Hui's previous battles. His strength was not weak. No, it could be said that he was very strong because the opponent's spiritual power was very astonishing.
"What's with your expression? You don't accept it? Or you don't believe me? "Yan Hui looked at Chen Zong's calm expression and suddenly became somewhat annoyed.
In his opinion, a mere four-star force's disciple should not be so calm in front of him.
As his voice fell, Yan Hui waved his sleeves and directly displayed the Sweeping Clouds Technique.
The Sweeping Clouds Technique was a martial art that every Floating Clouds Palace's disciple must cultivate. When he waved his sleeves, the power was like a gentle breeze at first, but when it blew halfway, it began to become vigorous. When it approached Chen Zong, an astonishing power erupted, like a flood breaking through a dam. It was extremely terrifying.
Almost every Floating Clouds Palace's disciple's first move was the Sweeping Clouds Technique. Before, Chen Zong had been watching the battle, but now that he was experiencing it personally, he could feel the vigorous and majestic power constantly surging towards him.
Under the observation of his powerful soul, Chen Zong knew that when that vigorous energy came into contact with him, it would explode with astonishing power, destroying his defensive power as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, before hitting his body.
In an instant, Chen Zong knew that Floating Clouds Palace's Sweeping Clouds Technique was an extremely profound Mortal Level Martial Art. If it was placed in the Blue Cloud Sect, it would be ranked first. No other sect could compare to it.
This was the foundation of a six-star force. It was not something a four-star force could compare to. Under normal circumstances, Chen Zong would not be the opponent of the other party. Unfortunately, Chen Zong was not normal.
His left hand's fingers were like a sword. A golden light quickly spread like water, covering his two fingers. An astonishingly sharp aura shot out.
Golden Fragment Sword Finger!
In the six battles so far, the Golden Fragment Sword Finger had been successful.
A finger pierced through the air and struck out, piercing through the sky and hitting the Sweeping Cloud Force.
The moment his sword finger came into contact with the Cloud-sweeping Force, the terrifying power contained within the Cloud-sweeping Force instantly erupted. It made Chen Zong feel his sword finger tremble as if it was about to be crushed by a powerful force.
However, Chen Zong's Golden Fragment Sword Finger had already been cultivated to the highest level. Under the cover of the power, it was incomparably hard. Coupled with the tyrannical physique brought by the True Flames Body Refining Technique, it could completely withstand the attack of the Sweeping Clouds Technique.
Of course, Chen Zong did not activate the Tiger Force. His powerful soul and perfect control of his body allowed him to restrain his aura as much as possible. Therefore, the crowd did not know that Chen Zong had cultivated the True Flames Body Refining Technique. They did not know that he cultivated both Qi and Qi.
The Golden Fragment Sword Finger pierced through the Sweeping Clouds Technique and aimed to kill Yan Hui. Surprisingly, the Golden Fragment Sword Finger displayed by Chen Zong this time was clearly stronger than the previous battle.
"Oh, so you were hiding your strength before." Yan Hui said. His face sank slightly, and soon revealed a cold expression. "Since it's like this, I'll let you know how big the gap between our swords is."
As his voice fell, Yan Hui attacked again, and his palm blasted out.
The rumbling momentum was vast and mighty, and the incomparably vigorous palm brought with it an astonishing billowing cloud. It was the Sweeping Clouds Palm that had grasped the martial intent.
The unparalleled power that could topple mountains and overturn seas came crashing down. The pure lethality was even more terrifying than the Sweeping Clouds Technique.
After displaying the Sweeping Clouds Palm, Yan Hui once again waved his sleeves to display the Sweeping Clouds Technique. With the Sweeping Clouds Technique, the Sweeping Clouds Palm's speed suddenly increased, and the explosive power was even more tyrannical.
The void shook, and the entire arena shook. The air was compressed into a fierce wind that blasted towards Chen Zong.
The power of this attack was multiplied.
"Let's see how you deal with it." Yan Hui's mouth curved into a smile. He believed that under this attack, his opponent would undoubtedly be defeated.
The White River Sword was unsheathed, and a misty blue sword light tore through the void.
Sharp, indomitable.
Under the Beheading Wind Sword Intent, all strength was torn apart like thin paper.
Chen Zong's figure flashed, and he turned into a wisp of smoke. Man and sword became one as he approached Yan Hui, and his sword pierced through the air.
Yan Hui's complexion changed, and his hair stood on end. The cloud rolled up, and he quickly floated back. But Chen Zong's speed was even faster, and his sword followed like a shadow.
"Piercing Clouds!" Yan Hui hurriedly retreated, and his body's strength surged. He lifted his right hand, and his five fingers transformed into a bird that flapped its wings. The rapid buzzing sound made the scalp of those who heard it tingle, and it was horrifying.
"Piercing Clouds Finger!"
"Senior-apprentice Brother Yan has actually cultivated the Piercing Clouds Finger!"
The Floating Cloud Palace disciples were all surprised.
"Not only has he cultivated the Piercing Clouds Finger, but he has also cultivated it to a very profound level." Zuo Tian Yun was secretly surprised. Just now, when Yan Hui fought with him, he had used the Piercing Clouds Finger, but even if he had used it, it had not been able to change the outcome.
With a sharp sound, a white beam of light shot out from Yan Hui's middle finger like a Sword Qi. It was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Chen Zong, causing Chen Zong to feel as if he had been pierced through.
It was too fast, so fast that it was comparable to the speed of sound.
Yan Hui's strength was clearly not something that the previous six opponents could compare to. It exceeded them by too much.
Even if they were all half-step Transcendent Realm masters, there would still be obvious differences in strength due to the difference in Secret Arts and Martial Arts they cultivated.
The white beam of light left behind afterimages in the eyes of some of the weaker ones.
In an instant, Chen Zong's wisp of smoke was pierced through, but Yan Hui did not show the slightest joy, and instead became even more dignified.
The cloud surged, and Yan Hui's figure flickered, not daring to stay in one place for even a moment.
However, a wisp of smoke silently appeared beside Yan Hui and instantly condensed into a sword light that pierced through the air.
The sword light changed from its original sharpness to a vigorous one. It was incomparably vigorous and majestic, like a mountain or a tidal wave crashing down. That kind of pressure immediately caused the air under the sword to solidify, and also caused the cloud that Yan Hui had transformed into to solidify.
Pure Origin Sword Art!
After comprehending Sword Intent, the Pure Origin Sword Art was even more powerful in a head-on confrontation.
With a single sword strike, the cloud Yan Hui's body was dispelled, and he was unable to dodge the attack and was directly wounded.
Yan Hui's defeat and Chen Zong's victory caused everyone to fall silent, especially the Floating Cloud Palace disciples who had previously looked down on Chen Zong. They felt like they had been slapped in the face, causing them to feel a burning sensation.
"He's not an ordinary disciple from a four-star force."
"Indeed, Yan Hui cultivates a Spirit Grade Mid-Rank Secret Art and has already cultivated it to the fourth stage. His opponent has either cultivated a Spirit Grade Mid-Rank Secret Art to the fourth stage, or he has cultivated a Spirit Grade Low-Rank Secret Art to the sixth stage."
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