Third round, sixth wave!
Chen Zong was facing six late-stage Transcendent Realm Sixth Layer opponents at the same time, and when they joined forces, their strength was even more astonishing.
With light feet and swift movements, Chen Zong constantly dodged the sword lights of the six powerful opponents and counterattacked with his sword.
His sword was as fast as the wind, as fierce as lightning, and the sword lights were both dazzling and deadly.
Kill!
Taking advantage of the flaws in the opponents' teamwork, Chen Zong killed them one by one.
With the difference in cultivation realm, personal strength, and Martial Arts attainments, Chen Zong could easily grasp the flaws of his opponents and break through them.
Kill, kill, kill!
After the sixth wave, the number of opponents increased to seven.
This was also one of the difficulties. After passing a wave, there was no time to rest, immediately entering the next wave without giving one a chance to breathe.
If one was strong enough, of course, it wouldn't matter, but if one just barely passed a wave and immediately entered the next wave, they would be flustered and might even be defeated.
Although the seventh wave only had one more opponent than the sixth wave, the threat level had risen sharply.
Eighth wave!
Ninth wave!
Tenth wave!
With ten opponents joining forces, the battle array suddenly became complete, and the threat level rose sharply.
The ten sword lights seemed to have transformed into thousands of sharp swords, each of which was incomparably sharp, tyrannical, and ferocious.
Wave after wave of sword light came out in an endless stream, making it difficult for people to find any openings, because the openings were all covered up by the sword light that came out at high speed.
It was as if every inch of space was filled with incomparably sharp sword light. However, Chen Zonghua did not treat this as a possibility. Under his super strong perception, he simply looked for an opening to move. His body twisted more nimbly than a snake as he avoided the sword light.
All in all, the True Martial Battle Tablet's challenge only limited one's cultivation, but nothing else. Although because of the restriction on one's cultivation, other aspects were also affected, unable to display the full potential of one's true body, but it was still much better than cultivators at the same cultivation level.
After adapting to the attacks of the ten powerful opponents, Chen Zong began to counterattack.
However, the cooperation between the ten opponents was very tacit and complete, making it difficult for Chen Zong to break through.
Finding an opportunity, Chen Zong swung his sword and shot out like a bolt of lightning.
One of them was stabbed in the throat. Blood spurted out, and he died instantly.
Although these opponents were not real people, under the mysterious power of the True Martial Battle Tablet, they were no different from real people. They had vital points, they could bleed, they could be injured, and they could die.
With one of his opponents dead, the remaining nine were still working together, but they were not as perfect as before. Suddenly, the pressure was greatly reduced, and Chen Zong killed them one by one.
He passed the third round.
The fourth round did not stop, and it began immediately.
Peak Transcendent Realm Ninth Layer!
The aura emitted by this opponent was very strong. The sword light was extremely dazzling. The sword broke through the air and slashed out. The Sword Qi was majestic. It was like a huge wave that could topple mountains and overturn seas. It was as if it was going to tear Chen Zong into pieces.
The power that burst forth from this sword was actually stronger than the third round's tenth wave.
The difference between the Early Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm and the Peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm was obvious, not just a few tenths, but several times.
In short, under normal circumstances, a peak Transcendent Realm cultivator could easily kill an early Transcendent Realm cultivator.
However, Chen Zong was not an ordinary Early Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivator.
In fact, this was one of the mysteries of the True Martial Battle Tablet challenge.
If all the challengers had the same cultivation, no one would be able to challenge them.
The True Martial Battle Tablet challenge did not focus on one's cultivation, but on one's realm and Martial Arts attainment.
This was also a unique feature of the True Martial Upper Realm and was undoubtedly more suitable for it.
Chen Zong was not afraid at all, instead his fighting spirit soared to the Heavens.
In the past, his Spiritual Energy had always been far superior to his peers. He had never encountered such a situation where his Spiritual Energy was at the same level as his opponent's.
This time, he would fight to his heart's content.
Stamping his feet, a tyrannical force rushed up from below as sword light tore through the air.
This was a powerful opponent, one worthy of him using his full strength.
Sword light flashed and Sword Qi swept out in all directions. After a brief exchange of blows, Chen Zong also realized that his opponent's Sword Dao had reached the Grand Accomplishment Second Layer.
Ordinary Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivators could reach the Second Layer, but most of them would only reach the Minor Accomplishment Second Layer. Reaching the Grand Accomplishment Second Layer was already impressive, and reaching the Grand Accomplishment Second Layer was even more impressive.
If one could reach the Grand Accomplishment Third Layer, they would be considered geniuses.
Chen Zong did not know what level the challengers had reached in the past, nor did he think too much about it. Since this was his challenge, he might as well use his own strength to pass.
When the swords collided, a powerful force burst forth from Chen Zong's sword. This was the suppression of power brought about by the difference in cultivation. However, Chen Zong's expression was cold. With a flick of his wrist, he immediately used his extremely high cultivation level to guide the terrifying force that was rushing towards him away. His sword moved along the body of Chen Zong's sword and cut horizontally.
His opponent's reaction was very fast. With a shake of his sword, countless collisions of power burst forth, shaking Chen Zong's sword away. However, Chen Zong also took advantage of the momentum to make his sword bounce up, and then slashed down with an even more ferocious momentum.
With swords in hand, the two fought in close quarters. Close quarters combat was even more dangerous, each blow aimed at the opponent's vitals. It was even more terrifying than an assassin who dealt a fatal blow.
This was a battle of life and death.
If there was someone watching from the sidelines, they would definitely hold their breath as their heart raced and their blood boiled with excitement.
It was too exciting and too dangerous.
Every exchange of blows stimulated the hearts of the spectators and challenged their nerves.
But Chen Zong enjoyed it, because it was a wonderful feeling, as if he was dancing on the tip of a knife. It was very exciting.
"But, it's still not enough. This level of strength is still not enough."
A voice suddenly sounded. It sounded like a low murmur, but it also sounded like a thunderclap.
Shua Shua Shua!
Chen Zong instantly slashed out three times, one to block his opponent's sword, one to push it aside, and one to pierce straight through.
Behead!
With the death of his opponent, two peak Transcendent Realm cultivators immediately appeared, both of them having reached the peak of the Second Layer of the Sword Dao.
With the two of them joining forces, the pressure on Chen Zong was even greater.
However, Chen Zong, who had already adapted to the first wave of pressure, performed even more amazingly in the face of a stronger opponent.
In fact, although this body was very ordinary, Chen Zong's potential was constantly being stimulated as he continued to fight.
Another point was that the spiritual energy in this body was limitless and could never be used up.
Otherwise, if this body only had a normal level of Spirit Energy, it would have already been exhausted in the first few rounds of battle. No matter how strong this body was, it would be impossible to rely on one's realm and Martial Arts attainments to defeat a powerful opponent.
Even if Chen Zong's Sword Dao had reached the Fourth Layer, it would be impossible for him to defeat a Transcendent Realm cultivator without the support of his cultivation.
Only if Chen Zong could break through to the Fifth Layer of the Sword Dao would his strength be able to increase dramatically.
Chen Zong did not use any special Sword Skills, but because of his profound attainments in the Sword Dao and Martial Arts, Chen Zong was able to display the full power of his cultivation with each of his sword strikes.
This meant that the power of Chen Zong's casual sword strike could reach the level of a Spirit Grade Top Rank Sword Art. If that was the case, was there any need for him to use a Spirit Grade Sword Art?
There was no need!
In the end, all Sword Arts were based on the basic Sword Arts, integrating various kinds of power and mysteries into them in order to possess astonishing power.
Thus, when one's cultivation reached a certain level, Martial Arts would no longer be able to keep up with one's realm. At this point, only Saint Grade Martial Arts could make one stronger.
However, such an opponent was not enough for Chen Zong to use a Saint Grade Martial Art.
Moreover, it would not be easy for an Early Stage Transcendent Realm cultivator to use a Saint Grade Martial Art.
In the third wave of the fourth round, there were three Peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm opponents.
In the fourth round, the number of Peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm opponents increased to four.
The pressure Chen Zong was under grew greater and greater, but Chen Zong was also becoming more and more excited.
It had been a long time since Chen Zong had experienced such pressure and a battle. His blood was boiling and he felt like his whole body was on fire.
At this moment, Man Ba had already failed his challenge and was bounced back.
A bronze name appeared on the True Martial Battle Tablet. It was none other than Man Ba.
The bronze name immediately caused a commotion. This was a result that was enough to rank him on the overall ranking list.
Man Ba was quite satisfied with his result, but seeing someone still challenging him, he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy, especially since the other party was from the Sky Pillar Upper Region.
"This person is too shameless."
"He's still stalling for time."
"Hmph, it doesn't matter how long he drags on, he'll be bounced back in two hours at most."
Two hours was the upper limit for challenging the True Martial Battle Tablet. No matter how one challenged, one would be out of two hours.
Inside the Battle Tablet, Chen Zong was fighting against ten Peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm opponents.
The pressure was too great, so great that Chen Zong felt suffocated. Facing the attacks of ten powerful opponents, Chen Zong struggled to hold on. He felt as if he was a small boat drifting with the waves, and could be crushed by the waves at any time.
[Dodge, dodge, dodge!]
Chen Zong pushed his perception to the limit and constantly dodged the attacks. If he couldn't avoid them, he would use his sword to block them, causing his sword to tremble violently.
Rushing left and right, Chen Zong's expression was cold and his eyes were sharp, as if they could see through all illusions. Under Chen Zong's powerful perception, the ten long swords slashed towards him one after another, seemingly in a disorderly fashion, but incomparably tight, as if they were a single entity.
Pushing his movement skill to the limit, Chen Zong constantly dodged the attacks of his ten opponents, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
His robes were torn apart like rags, and even his skin was affected by the sword slashes, but Chen Zong didn't seem to notice them and simply ignored them.
Circulating his Spirit Qi, Chen Zong thrust out his sword finger, repelling the incoming sword, and the sword in his right hand turned into a stream of light, piercing through his opponent's forehead.
Chen Zong's sword finger on his left hand was also wounded, bleeding profusely.
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