Many people fixed their eyes on Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin, and some fixed their eyes on the dark golden sword in Chen Zong's hand. Their eyes were cold.
"Junior Brother, this sword is called the Heavy Dragon Sword. It weighs ninety-eight thousand jin, just right for you," Yu Nianxin said with a smile.
It looked like a sword of normal length and width, but it actually weighed ninety-eight thousand jin. Naturally, it was extremely amazing. He didn't know what material was used to forge it, but Chen Zong could feel its amazing weight, as well as the terrifying power and sharpness it contained.
[Good sword!]
[With this sword in hand, my strength will increase by a few notches.]
"Senior Sister, please lend me this Heavy Dragon Sword. I will return it to Senior Sister after the Sect Competition," Chen Zong stared at Yu Nianxin with a solemn expression and said solemnly.
If it was only a Fifth-Grade or Sixth-Grade Spirit Artifact, Chen Zong wouldn't hesitate to accept it, but this was a very valuable Ninth-Grade Spirit Artifact.
From Chen Zong's eyes and tone, Yu Nianxin could feel his determination and determination. After a little hesitation, she nodded. In fact, she really wanted to give this sword to Chen Zong.
After all, for her, although this sword was good, it wasn't suitable.
A sword cultivator should use a suitable sword.
The sword cultivator chose the sword, and the sword cultivator chose the sword cultivator.
Those who walked the hard and powerful path were not suitable to wield a thin sword, and those who walked the tricky path were not suitable to wield a heavy sword. The principle was the same.
The Heavy Dragon Sword weighed ninety-eight thousand jin. This weight was nothing to a Late Stage Transcendent Realm cultivator. If they circulated their Spirit Qi, they could easily pick it up even if it was twice as heavy, but that would inevitably increase the consumption of their Spirit Qi.
But a heavy sword was a heavy sword, this was something that couldn't be changed.
Yu Nianxin focused on Qi Cultivation, not Body Tempering, so a heavy sword was indeed not suitable for her. On the other hand, Chen Zong's Body Tempering was tyrannical, so he didn't need to use his Spirit Qi to play with a heavy sword. Naturally, ninety-eight thousand jin was nothing in his hands.
When the onlookers heard the conversation between Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin, they were all stunned.
A heavy sword of ninety-eight thousand jin!
What kind of weight was this? When such a powerful force was swung, the explosive power would be even more terrifying. It was simply violent.
Seeing Chen Zong casually holding the Heavy Dragon Sword with his left hand and hanging it on his waist, many disciples couldn't help but tremble. They imagined the scene of fighting against Chen Zong and being chopped by his heavy sword. It was too terrifying.
The force generated by the 98,000-kilogram heavy sword was more than a few hundred thousand kilograms. Including Chen Zong's own strength, it would be even more terrifying.
The battles in the arena continued, one after another, with both wins and losses.
Yu Nianxin was up against Yu Shuiyuan.
There was no doubt about Yu Shuiyuan's strength. He was very strong. Even when Yu Nianxin used his full strength, he was still defeated in the end.
Until now, there were only a few people who were still undefeated. There were only four of them: Fu Yunxiao, Bai Xiyue, Ning Tianming, and Chen Zong.
Fu Yunxiao and Bai Xiyue were in the top three of the previous Cloud Roll. Although Ning Tianming wasn't, he was still ranked fourth. Naturally, he was extraordinary. As for Chen Zong, he was a rising star and had even defeated Gao Hongjing.
In the arena, Chen Zong was facing Ning Tianming, who had a solemn expression.
Facing Chen Zong, Ning Tianming had a lot of pressure in his heart. Because the strength that Chen Zong had displayed in the previous battle with Gao Hongjing was too tyrannical, he didn't have much confidence.
However, Ning Tianming wasn't an ordinary disciple. He had sufficient strength and a strong will. He wouldn't retreat without a fight.
Fight!
With a shake of his hands, a light shot out and a pair of truncheons appeared in his hands.
The bronze truncheons were covered with patterns of flowers, birds, insects, and beasts. They looked very mysterious and had a unique charm. The truncheons were ninth-grade spiritual weapons. Each truncheon weighed 5,000 kilograms. They were considered quite heavy weapons.
"Chen Shidi, please." As soon as Ning Tianming's voice fell, his eyes suddenly emitted a terrifying light. He suddenly stomped his legs and a terrifying force bombarded the ground through his feet. Layers of ripples spread out. Ning Tianming shot towards Chen Zong like a powerful giant crossbow.
With a shake of the truncheons, a simple and vigorous light emerged. It rolled up a shocking storm and raged towards Chen Zong in all directions.
As soon as he made his move, the truncheons were as violent and overbearing as fierce tigers. They were powerful and heavy. The shocking pressure seemed to want to crush Chen Zong's body.
Under the dance of Ning Tianming, the power of the 5,000 kilograms truncheons was extremely terrifying. It was enough to shatter a mountain. The strong wind blew and roared in all directions, making people tremble in fear.
However, Chen Zong didn't have any intention of dodging. Instead, he stood in place and waited for Ning Tianming's truncheons to arrive.
As the truncheons approached, a terrifying aura pressed down. It seemed to want to crush Chen Zong's body.
He held the scabbard with his left hand and pressed his thumb on the Dragon Head Sword Guard. With a slight flick, the Heavy Dragon Sword instantly shot out from the scabbard. His right hand grabbed the sword hilt and suddenly swung it forward.
The Heavy Dragon Sword, which weighed 98,000 kilograms, was unsheathed. Under Chen Zong's tyrannical strength, it burst out an extremely shocking force.
The pitch-black sword cut through the air and left a pitch-black mark. It was as if a heavy brush was drawn with thick ink.
Slash!
This slash was powerful and heavy!
This slash was extremely tough and powerful!
This slash was violent and overbearing!
This slash was unparalleled in power!
This slash made Chen Zong feel even more satisfied.
Because the sword was heavy enough, the power it released was even more tyrannical.
Ning Tianming's expression suddenly changed. The might of that sword was even more terrifying than the might of his two truncheons. The astonishing sword pressure was as vigorous as a mountain, and it also had a terrifying sharpness. The sword slashed through the sky and attacked.
It was too fast and the pressure was too strong. Ning Tianming could only swing his truncheons to smash against the black sword body and meet force with force.
An incomparably majestic aura roared. It was as if ten thousand beasts were roaring. The shockwaves were shattering. Ning Tianming could only feel an extremely terrifying force bombarding him. That force was extremely violent and overbearing. It was even unreasonable to the extreme. It directly suppressed him.
Ning Tianming was able to obtain the fourth place in the previous Cloud Roll. Other than his powerful strength, he also had an advantage, which was his strength.
To be able to use the truncheons, which weighed 20,000 kilograms, as weapons, his physique was already extraordinary. The martial arts that he cultivated emphasized on strength. It was extremely tough and ferocious. Under the superposition, the power of each strike was extremely terrifying and could crush everything.
Because of this, Ning Tianming defeated one opponent after another with the truncheons and finally obtained the fourth place in the previous Cloud Roll.
After five years of cultivation, Ning Tianming's strength had improved tremendously. Even the truncheons had been upgraded from the original 2,500 kilograms to 10,000 kilograms, which was even more tyrannical. However, under the direct collision of such power, Ning Tianming was pushed back by the slash.
On the other hand, Chen Zong did not move at all.
He took a step forward and the Heavy Dragon Sword slashed down again.
There was no need for any exquisite moves or techniques. The terrifying weight of 98,000 kilograms was slashed down directly. One slash could break a mountain.
Chen Zong's cultivation was at the later stage of Dragon Power Realm. His physique was shocking. The strength of one arm was hundreds of thousands of kilograms. Moreover, his control of his own strength was also at its peak. He could fully unleash every bit of his strength. As such, it was naturally not difficult for him to lift the Heavy Dragon Sword.
If he were to use spiritual power, he would have to increase the consumption of his spiritual power, which would be disadvantageous to him.
The sword was a good one, but not everyone could use it.
If the sword was in Ning Tianming's hands, he would not be able to unleash its power. That was because he did not have the terrifying strength of Chen Zong.
Slash!
When the second slash landed, a shocking explosion occurred. It shook the heavens and the earth, and the air fluctuated. A vacuum was created under the slash of the sword.
Ning Tianming quickly retreated and dodged. He did not dare to face Chen Zong head-on. That kind of power was too terrifying.
The third slash!
Slash!
One slash after another, it was endless.
The Heavy Dragon Sword, which weighed ninety-eight thousand kilograms, was incomparably powerful and violent. Every sword strike was vast and majestic as if it had exhausted all of its strength. However, in Chen Zong's hands, it did not seem to be strained at all. It seemed to be as light as a feather and was incomparably agile.
There was no gap between each slash. It was as if there was no gap between each slash. Ning Tianming could only dodge continuously. He did not have the slightest chance to counterattack.
Ning Tianming was waiting. He was waiting for the moment Chen Zong was exhausted. That would be the moment for him to counterattack.
He did not believe that Chen Zong could keep swinging the 98,000 kilogram sword. After all, its weight was too shocking.
Every slash of the sword made the audience feel that the air in the arena was shaking. It was very shocking.
Ten slashes!
Twenty slashes!
Thirty slashes!
Not only did Chen Zong not show any signs of exhaustion, but he seemed to be even more spirited and powerful. His eyes were shining brightly, becoming more and more terrifying.
For Chen Zong, although the sword was heavy, it was not heavy to the point that he could not bear it. It was just nice.
The weight of the sword allowed him to bring out his tyrannical power incisively and vividly.
Every slash brought about a shocking storm, wreaking havoc in all directions.
Ning Tianming felt very uncomfortable. The entire arena was filled with the wind created by Chen Zong's Heavy Dragon Sword. It was incomparably violent, strangling everything. Its power was too terrifying.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Ning Tianming had no choice but to wield the two maces to break the storm and gain enough space for himself to dodge. In the past, this kind of situation would only happen to his opponents. Now, he was experiencing it personally.
There was no such thing as the most violent, only more violent.
Chen Zong seemed to have changed his fighting style from before. He was using his own powerful strength to sweep everything away.
This scene made everyone's eyelids twitch. Even Gao Hongjing was the same. This kind of power was too shocking. A graze would cause injury, and a touch would cause death.
After dodging continuously, Ning Tianming was shocked to find that he could not dodge anymore. He was forced into a corner by Chen Zong. He could only take it head-on.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Tianming unleashed all his power. The two maces bloomed with an extremely shocking light, like a volcano erupting. He lifted the maces high up and suddenly attacked, cutting off all means of retreat.
"Good!" Chen Zong laughed loudly. His aura was shocking, and the Heavy Dragon Sword slashed out fearlessly.
Boom!
The two maces were immediately split apart. The extremely terrifying power was like a moving mountain. No matter what was in front of it, it would be directly crushed.
Ning Tianming felt as if he had lost all feeling in his arms. His Qi and blood were scattered. The terrifying force directly hit him, as if it was going to crush his body. It felt as if he had been hit by an ancient giant beast and almost fell apart. He couldn't stop himself from retreating and finally fell off the arena.
There was nothing he could do!
But a defeat was a defeat.
Yu Nianxin's face was full of smiles from the bottom of his heart, like a blooming flower.
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