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Although some people admitted defeat in the duels of the Cloud List, many of the battles were very exciting and exciting.
Soon, it was Gao Hongjing's turn to choose his opponent.
Gao Hongjing's body was strong, and his aura was extremely overbearing. It spread in all directions. When he glanced over, the crowd immediately felt extremely oppressed.
Everyone who was swept by Gao Hongjing's gaze couldn't help but feel their hearts beating wildly. An indescribable feeling welled up from the depths of their hearts.
It seemed to be throbbing.
Only a few people remained calm and composed when facing Gao Hongjing's gaze.
One was Bai Xiyue, another was Fu Yunxiao, and the last one was Chen Zong.
Gao Hongjing glanced at Bai Xiyue and Fu Yunxiao. Although Gao Hongjing wanted to challenge Fu Yunxiao and defeat him, Fu Yunxiao was very strong. It was not that easy.
Now, it was only the first battle. There was no need.
Immediately, Gao Hongjing's gaze stopped on Chen Zong's face. His gaze became sharper.
It seemed that he was going to choose Chen Zong.
This scene made many people secretly relieved. At the same time, they felt that Chen Zong was very unlucky.
Although Chen Zong would fight with Gao Hongjing sooner or later, there was still a difference between sooner and later.
Chen Zong was not afraid at all. He looked at Gao Hongjing directly.
If Gao Hongjing really wanted to choose him as his opponent, Chen Zong would not admit defeat.
Fight!
Gao Hongjing was indeed very strong, but Chen Zong was not afraid at all. Because he was not weak, either. Only by fighting could they know who would win.
Gao Hongjing seemed to have felt the fighting desire in Chen Zong's eyes. He was slightly stunned, and his pupils contracted slightly.
Chen Zong was not afraid of him at all. He even had a trace of fighting desire.
Was he overestimating himself?
Or was he confident in his own strength?
If it was the latter, it meant that he had hidden more strength than he had imagined.
However, no matter how much he hid, he was still no match for Ye Xiwen. This was self-confidence, supreme self-confidence, an unshakable self-confidence that was like an immemorial mountain.
"You're too weak right now. You're not qualified to be my opponent." Gao Hongjing sneered at Chen Zong. "Either you show me more strength, strength that is enough to attract my attention, or you challenge me yourself."
Everyone knew that Gao Hongjing wouldn't choose Chen Zong as his opponent. Then, who would be his opponent?
Immediately, everyone's hearts were raised again.
"Then, I'll pick whatever I want." Gao Hongjing grinned. His eyes shone with a cold light as he pointed his finger at random.
Gao Hongjing casually pointed his finger. Every time he pointed at a person, the person who was pointed by Gao Hongjing's finger would tremble slightly. Their expressions would change slightly, and their hearts would abruptly contract. Only when his finger pointed at someone else did they let out a sigh of relief.
It wasn't that they were cowards, but that Gao Hongjing was too strong. The problem was that when they fought with Gao Hongjing, which one of them wasn't seriously injured, or even embarrassed?
In the end, they would rather fight with Fu Yunxiao than Gao Hongjing. Because Gao Hongjing's attacks were too violent and merciless.
On the ninth time, his finger pointed.
"It's you." Gao Hongjing said.
The person who was chosen was shocked. He revealed a bitter smile and said, "Senior Brother Gao, I'm not your opponent. I admit defeat."
Gao Hongjing sneered. He didn't say anything, but everyone could see the contempt in his eyes.
The person who admitted defeat had an ugly expression on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything. The gap between their strength was too big.
Not long after, it was Fu Yunxiao's turn to pick his opponent.
Fu Yunxiao wasn't as high-profile as Gao Hongjing. He casually pointed at a person not far from him.
"Senior Brother Fu, I admit defeat." The person immediately said.
After that, no one admitted defeat. Regardless of the result, it was still a battle.
The first round of the finals ended. Some people won and received one point, some lost and didn't receive any points. There were also some who drew and didn't receive any points.
Before the start of the second round, everyone's strength and injuries had recovered, so it wouldn't affect the following matches.
The second round still began with Number One. After the first round, Number One had rested for a long time and watched a lot of battles, so he had a good idea of how to choose his opponent.
Battle after battle continued. This time, Chen Zong's opponent was Number Twelve. Number Twelve wasn't on the previous Cloud List, but his cultivation had reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Transcendent Realm. He had also cultivated the White Cloud Extreme True Art to the Sixteenth Stage and comprehended the power of white clouds to the Seventh Layer.
When the battle began, Number Twelve knew that Chen Zong's strength wasn't bad, so he used his full strength as soon as he attacked.
White clouds surged forward like a surging tide, carrying with them a terrifying force. Each wave of energy was tyrannical, condensed from Number Twelve's strength, seemingly capable of destroying everything in its path.
This kind of offensive was completely different from Hou Wu's attack just now. It wasn't a point-to-point attack, but rather an area-of-effect attack. This was also the method Number Twelve came up with to break Chen Zong's Sword Ring.
Would it work?
Chen Zong's expression remained calm and indifferent. Facing Number Twelve's tidal wave of attacks, he simply slashed out with his sword.
The sword-light scattered in all directions, forming a five-foot sword circle. Instantly, it resisted the raging tide that was pushing towards them. The raging tide surged past them.
It was like a wave crashing against a reef, rushing past an immovable reef.
As it turned out, the Sword Ring was still unbreakable.
Without a higher realm, skill, or absolute strength, it was impossible to break Chen Zong's Sword Ring. The only way to break it was to continuously attack and consume Chen Zong's strength.
But Number Twelve obviously wasn't enough.
However, Chen Zong didn't fight back immediately. Instead, he took advantage of Number Twelve's increasingly violent attacks to sharpen his Sword Ring and eliminate as many flaws as possible.
In many people's eyes, Chen Zong's Sword Ring had no flaws, but Chen Zong sensed that his Sword Ring was still incomplete and could be perfected.
Fifteen minutes later, Number Twelve had used his secret method, but he still couldn't break Chen Zong's Sword Ring. And Chen Zong's sharpening had come to an end.
Counterattack!
Following a slight flaw in Number Twelve's attack, Number Twelve attacked with his sword.
This sword was extremely mysterious.
All of Number Twelve's strength was shattered. Number Twelve's sword went straight in. An extremely tyrannical force burst out from Number Twelve's sword, instantly tearing apart Number Twelve's defense.
Defeated!
Chen Zong got three points.
Number Thirteen!
Number Fourteen!
Number Fifteen!
One challenge after another, it was Number Eighteen's turn again, Chen Zong.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong picked a random opponent and performed a five-foot-long Sword Ring. Number Twelve couldn't break it at all. After a series of fierce attacks, Chen Zong found a flaw and defeated Number Twelve with a counterattack, gaining four points.
"I've figured out Chen Zong's style. First, he performs the Sword Ring to defend himself. When Number Twelve's attack stops, he seizes the opportunity to fight back," a disciple said confidently, thinking that he had figured out the secret.
"That's right. When dealing with Chen Zong, we must grasp the rhythm and not let him seize the opportunity."
It was easy to say, but not necessarily easy to do.
What's more, this was only a small part of Chen Zong's strength.
Yu Nianxin defeated her opponent again and gained three points.
"Senior Sister Yu." Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly. He felt that Yu Nianxin's strength was extraordinary. The stronger her opponent was, the stronger she seemed to be.
This meant that Yu Nianxin's strength was not as simple as she had shown. She was even stronger.
Yu Nianxin was strong, and Chen Zong was happy for her.
Xia Minglang's strength was also very strong. He won consecutively and gained three points.
It had to be said that Xia Minglang was indeed very outstanding among the new disciples. So far, he was considered the most outstanding new disciple. Even among the veteran disciples, he was extremely outstanding.
"Xia Minglang is expected to be in the top ten."
"Yes, he's very strong."
"In this year's batch, Xia Minglang is the most outstanding, followed by Yu Nianxin and Chen Zong. The others are just average."
"Chen Zong is just so-so, if this is his strength."
There were a lot of discussions, and naturally, Chen Zong heard them. Chen Zong was not upset at all. It was as if he didn't hear them.
It didn't matter what others said. What was important was oneself.
When it was Bai Xiyue, Gao Hongjing, and Fu Yunxiao's turn, no one took the initiative to challenge them. However, when they challenged others, they all admitted defeat.
One match after another, the second round of the finals came to an end.
In each round, being challenged and challenging others could earn two points at most. However, if you lost, you wouldn't get any points.
After two rounds, there were not many who could maintain a winning record.
The third round began.
In each round, every disciple would appear in their best condition.
Chen Zong still won two matches. Yu Nianxin also won two matches. Xia Minglang also won two matches. They all got six points.
Some people were surprised that Chen Zong could win six matches in a row and get six points.
The fourth round.
Chen Zong won another match and accumulated seven points.
No. 33 chose Chen Zong as his opponent.
Suddenly, there was an uproar.
No. 33, named Xu Qinglin, was ranked fifteenth on the last Cloud List. His strength was not comparable to Hou Wu's.
"Chen Zong's winning streak is about to end."
"Xu Qinglin's strength is extremely strong. He should be able to break Chen Zong's sword circle. Once the sword circle is broken, Chen Zong will be defeated."
"That's right. Xu Qinglin also practices swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is extremely brilliant. He will definitely be able to break Chen Zong's sword circle."
To many people, the sword circle displayed by Chen Zong was a kind of swordsmanship. It was a kind of swordsmanship with impenetrable defense.
Only those who were skilled in martial arts could see that it was not a kind of swordsmanship, but a kind of extraordinary skill under a high level.
Xu Qinglin practiced swordsmanship, but his swordsmanship realm was not as high as Chen Zong's. He had only reached the second level of swordsmanship.
"Your sword circle is indeed brilliant, but my swordsmanship is even better." Xu Qinglin was full of confidence. His words revealed a trace of shocking sharpness.
Those who practiced swordsmanship needed to have a clear mind and cultivate the spirit. Only then could the sword be incomparably sharp.
Xu Qinglin's tone and eyes revealed amazing confidence and willpower, with a terrifying sharpness. This showed that Xu Qinglin had brilliant attainments and belief in swordsmanship.
Perhaps, this would be a good opponent, but he did not know how much strength he could use.
Could he deal with him with only the cultivation of Qi Refining?
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