* Hong! *
Like the wrath of the heavens, the majestic judgment, the majestic sword-light was insufferably arrogant as it mightily blasted towards Gao Hongjing.
This sword strike caused Gao Hongjing's complexion to change greatly.
* Hong! *
The most tyrannical power of the Scarlet Dragon Battle Body also poured into the Scarlet Dragon Sky Devastating Spear in an instant. Raging flames burned the world and burned the void. Following Gao Hongjing's final roar, it exploded out.
Sky Shattering Spear!
The spear was like a red heavenly dragon, shaking the Heavens and Earth, as if it wanted to blast a hole in the sky.
This was the collision of their strongest blows.
An extremely tyrannical power burst forth from the collision, sweeping out like void waves, destroying all tangible and intangible matter. The vacuum of a thousand meters was like an invisible sphere that stretched across the sky, and the terrifying light and heat were like the eruption of the sun with a myriad of prowess.
Such power seemed to shatter the Heavens and Earth.
Everyone around the arena was dumbfounded, whether it was their thoughts or their thoughts, all of them fell into a state of shock.
Could a Transcendent's strength really be so tyrannical?
It was impossible to imagine that this kind of power was at the half-Saint level.
Some of the disciples were truly shocked and secretly speculated.
Amidst the endless light and heat, a terrifying wave of energy swept out like a raging tide. Amidst the endless light, a figure rushed up into the sky while another figure rapidly fell down.
With a loud boom, the earth shook and the mountains shook. Countless cracks appeared in the center of the arena and spread out rapidly with lightning speed. A figure's feet were embedded in the cracks and were stuck in the arena as if they had grown out of the arena and were connected as one.
This figure was Chen Zong, both of his legs embedded in the arena from the calf down.
Gao Hongjing's entire body was sent flying by the terrifying impact of this attack, and the scarlet flames covering his body instantly collapsed and disappeared. The tyrannical power brought about by the Saint Grade Low Grade Cultivation Technique of the Fragmentary Cloud Inferno Technique also disappeared in an instant.
The Remnant Cloud Flame Art's power was very strong, so strong that Gao Hongjing could bear it but was unable to fully grasp it. Urging it again and again, colliding with it again and again, he finally completely lost control of it.
Once he lost control, he was unable to control his strength and instantly disappeared, causing Gao Hongjing's body to suffer serious injuries.
The crimson dragon scales covering his upper body also disappeared.
For a time, Gao Hongjing simply couldn't control his body that was rushing up, and it was also difficult to stop his body that was rapidly falling after reaching the peak. He could only hold the Crimson Dragon Sky Splitting Spear tightly and continuously mobilize the power in his body to heal his injuries, and control his body as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he fell from this height and hit the ground, even with his own body, he would inevitably suffer a second injury.
Even though he had the power of White Cloud Floating Island, and as long as he didn't die, all his powers would quickly recover in a short period of time, the feeling of being injured was not pleasant. He wanted to avoid it as much as possible.
At the same time, Chen Zong calmed down his Qi and blood, which were surging like huge waves. His strength exploded once again, and with a loud bang, the arena shook violently. Chen Zong's legs were forcefully pulled out of the arena, and the arena once again recovered to its original state.
Stomping his feet, Chen Zong's tyrannical power exploded once again. Amidst the rumbling sound, Chen Zong shot out like a giant crossbow and slashed his sword at the falling Gao Hongjing.
Gao Hongjing had just adjusted and was regathering his strength when he faced Chen Zong's sword.
He immediately waved the Crimson Dragon Sky Splitting Spear to resist, but Gao Hongjing, who had just recovered, could only release a limited amount of power in a hurry.
This sword directly swung the big spear away, and then, the sword light exploded, bursting out like a silver star.
Gao Hongjing only felt that his body seemed to be penetrated by thousands of sword lights. The tearing and crushing pain made Gao Hongjing tremble all over, and even the Crimson Dragon Sky Splitting Spear in his hand was somewhat difficult to hold.
His body was uncontrollably rushed to the distance, and fell again. This time, he fell directly out of the arena, and there was no way to recover.
Fall!
Chen Zong and Gao Hongjing's bodies fell together, but Chen Zong fell on the arena, and Gao Hongjing fell outside the arena.
The height of the arena was one meter, but this one meter height allowed Chen Zong to look down from above, and Gao Hongjing had to raise his head slightly to meet Chen Zong's eyes.
Chen Zong's eyes were indifferent, and there was no excitement or joy of victory, nor was there excitement after a fierce battle. It was calm, like the calm of the river and the sea, like the depth of the stars and the moon returning to the night.
On the contrary, Gao Hongjing's eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. He was unwilling to admit defeat when he had the power to surpass his opponent, and he was angry when he was defeated by someone whose cultivation was not as good as his.
The surroundings were silent, because Gao Hongjing was defeated.
It was simply impossible.
Everyone recognized that Gao Hongjing was in the top three of this year's Cloud Ranking. After all, Gao Hongjing's strength had been improving over the past five years, not to mention that he had cultivated the powerful Saint Grade Lower Rank Cultivation Method, the Fragmentary Cloud Flame Prison Technique. The power he displayed after using it was truly terrifying.
However, no one expected that Gao Hongjing would be defeated by Chen Zong, not even Fu Yunxiao and the other Saint Grade Inner Sect disciples. He was defeated by a new disciple whose cultivation was not even at the peak of the Transcendent Realm.
However, the truth was right in front of them. It was not an illusion, and it could not be reversed.
Whether it was due to strength or luck, Chen Zong had defeated Gao Hongjing.
At this point, Chen Zong still maintained his winning streak, while Gao Hongjing had no choice but to suffer a defeat after his winning streak. In other words, at least the first place of this year's Cloud Ranking had nothing to do with Gao Hongjing.
Immediately, the crowd thought of an even more shocking possibility.
Didn't Chen Zong have the ability to compete for the first place of this year's Cloud Ranking?
At the thought of this, the crowd's heart suddenly surged like a huge wave.
A slight cracking sound was heard, and everyone was stunned. The Profound Light Sword in Chen Zong's hand trembled slightly, and countless cracks appeared on the sword. In the next moment, the sword shattered inch by inch and turned into powder. In just a short moment, even the sword hilt in Chen Zong's hand was completely shattered, turning into powder.
The Profound Light Sword was a Grade Three Spirit Artifact, but the power of the fusion of Chen Zong's Qi Refining Spirit Energy and Body Refining Dragon Force was too tyrannical. With the power of the Heart Sword, White Cloud Force, Flame Force, and Purple Cloud Black Star Flame, it had already exceeded the limit of the Profound Light Sword.
Previously, the Profound Light Sword seemed to be intact with the protection of the power, but now that the power was withdrawn, the Profound Light Sword could no longer maintain its shape and directly shattered.
Chen Zong's gaze fell on the flying powder. He was first stunned, then regretful.
This sword had been with him for a long time.
Unfortunately, as his strength increased, this low-grade Spirit Artifact could no longer keep up with him. It was not that the power it contained could not keep up with his progress, but that the power it could withstand could not keep up.
It was time to change to another sword.
However, he was in the middle of the Outer Sect Tournament, where could he change to another sword?
Could it be that he would have to use the Scarlet Flame Edge Sword if he encountered a strong opponent?
The Scarlet Flame Edge Sword was a Half Sage Artifact. This was the Lingwu Holy World, and the power of a Half Sage Artifact would not be limited. With his Heart Sword Dao Realm, he could completely unleash the power of the Scarlet Flame Edge Sword. That was the power of a Half Sage.
If he had used the Scarlet Flame Edge Sword in his battle with Gao Hongjing, perhaps he could have defeated Gao Hongjing in one strike.
However, if he had done that, he would have lost the meaning of training himself, and would not have gained anything.
"Alright." The high and mighty Illusory Cloud Dao Master exhaled after a long while, and secretly nodded.
Back then, he valued Chen Zong's talent, and also cherished a bit of talent. Thus, he introduced Chen Zong as a disciple of White Cloud Mountain. He did not expect that he would be a hidden dragon, and today, the hidden dragon had risen.
Seeing Chen Zong, Xu Ling's body trembled uncontrollably. An indescribable fear surged from the depths of his heart and filled his entire body. His face was filled with fear, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Zong for fear of attracting Chen Zong's attention.
There was no other way. Even Senior Brother Gao Hongjing was defeated, let alone him.
At this moment, Xu Ling wished he could shrink himself into a small dot and hide completely.
However, Chen Zong's gaze swept past, and did not stop at Xu Ling for even a breath. To Chen Zong, Xu Ling was nothing, and there was no real grudge between them, so he directly ignored him.
"Chen Shidi, congratulations." Yu Nianxin exchanged glances with Chen Zong and congratulated him with a smile.
Of course, she congratulated Chen Zong for defeating Gao Hongjing, and also congratulated Chen Zong for being expected to be in the top three of this year's Cloud List.
The top ten were qualified to compete for the opportunity to enter the Sage Realm.
The top three were very likely to be qualified to enter the Sage Realm, and they could also choose Saint-level cultivation methods or martial arts techniques to practice.
She believed that with Chen Zong's talent, if he could get a Saint-level cultivation method or martial arts technique to practice for a period of time, he would only become more powerful.
Yu Nianxin was naturally happy for Chen Zong.
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Chen Zong smiled.
"Junior Brother, your sword is broken. What about the next battle?" Yu Nianxin changed the topic.
"If the opponent's strength is too strong …" Chen Zong didn't say it clearly, but the clever Yu Nianxin had some guesses.
"Junior Brother, this sword is too heavy. It's useless to me. Why don't I give it to you?" Yu Nianxin flipped her white hand, and a pitch-black long sword appeared in her hand.
The scabbard of the sword was pitch-black. It looked simple and unadorned, but it had the charm of a great Qi. It was very extraordinary.
Chen Zong took the sword. He felt that the sword was extremely heavy, and it was about to fall down. Fortunately, Chen Zong's physical strength was very strong, so he could hold it.
He grasped the hilt with his right hand and pulled it slightly. A vigorous and sharp sound was heard, and the pitch-black sword was ejected. It was the same length and width as the normal Jian Wuyi, but the sword guard was a dark golden dragon head. The dragon opened its mouth and spat out the pitch-black sword.
The hilt was covered with dark golden dragon scales, as if it was the body of a dragon, and the head of the sword was the tail of a dragon.
Chen Zong held the scale-covered hilt with his right hand. He felt very comfortable. No matter how hard he tried, his strength wouldn't be affected at all.
Good sword!
Chen Zong slightly probed, and knew that this sword was a ninth-class spiritual weapon.
A ninth-class spiritual weapon!
Chen Zong was stunned and shocked.
It should be known that in the entire outer sect, only the top ten of the last Heavenly Roll had a ninth-class spiritual weapon. There might be some, but there were only a few.
It was obvious that a ninth-class spiritual weapon was precious.
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