Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The ground seemed to have turned into a wind tunnel. Strong winds, strong gales, and storms rose into the sky, as if they were going to blow everyone up into the sky and throw them far away.
However, everyone's body was filled with a tyrannical aura. Some were domineering, some were violent, some were blazing, some were sharp, some were cold, and some were gloomy. All of them resisted the strong gales and strong gales and fell rapidly.
Some of the geniuses' bodies fell like meteorites. Their speed was getting faster and faster. With a swoosh, a shocking flame appeared on the surface of their bodies. Those flames were formed by the friction with the air as they fell at high speed. They burned fiercely and fell like a huge fireball.
Some of the geniuses' bodies became extremely light as they fell slowly like feathers.
Some of the geniuses spread their arms as if they were flying. They immediately flew into the distance and fell diagonally.
Everyone used their methods!
Chen Zong did not control his body and allowed himself to fall. His speed was getting faster and faster.
A thousand meters seemed to be very high, but in fact, it only took a few breaths of time to fall.
When he was ten meters away from the ground, Chen Zong's rapidly falling body suddenly stopped, as if he was frozen in mid-air. Then, he fell again. His speed became slower and his body was as light as a feather.
He landed on the ground with light and silent footsteps.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! A few figures fell without slowing down. The ground shook and dust billowed in the air, creating a few large pits.
After Chen Zong landed, he did not stop and immediately went into the Cloud Wilderness Swamp.
Although it was limited to the periphery, the periphery was actually very big. It was at least tens of thousands of miles wide.
180 people, after landing, went forward without hesitation. They went deep into the Cloud Wilderness Swamp. When they were in mid-air, they had already seen the Cloud Wilderness Swamp clearly.
Five days!
The State Competition would last for five days.
There were only 30 spots.
Only by killing more Demonic Beasts and obtaining more Beast Cores would one be able to obtain the qualifications to enter the Dao Competition.
Most of the 180 people were scattered, but there were some who chose to work together. However, there were not many, only two people working together.
When more people worked together, they were stronger and could kill more beasts. However, they had to split up.
How to split the spots would sometimes become a problem.
Therefore, it was better to act alone.
Chen Zong's expression was calm. Using the Flowing Light Flying Shadow, he quickly moved forward and gradually separated himself from the others. In this way, he could avoid contact with others and unnecessary fights.
Among the 180 people, he wasn't the weakest, but he wasn't the strongest either. He could only be considered to be in the middle.
Moreover, even if he had a trump card, it didn't mean that others didn't either.
It didn't take long for Chen Zong to discover the demonic beast's whereabouts. Unfortunately, it wasn't a pseudo-high-order demonic beast, so it was useless to kill it. Thus, Chen Zong decided to ignore it. Who would have thought that the demonic beast would also discover Chen Zong's presence? It actually dashed over, trying to eat Chen Zong.
As a result, he was shot to death by Chen Zong.
His spiritual sense spread out in an instant, covering all directions.
Chen Zong's soul sense was many times more powerful than the soul sense of a high-level Half-Saint. Its range was wider, like a gentle breeze, and it was harder to detect.
Immediately, Chen Zong was overjoyed. There was a pseudo-high-level demonic beast thousands of meters to his left, but he wasn't sure which level it was at.
But as long as it was a pseudo-high-level demonic beast, he could get points by killing it and obtaining its Beast Core.
With a whoosh, Chen Zong flew across the sky at an amazing speed, crossing thousands of meters in a short time.
Suddenly, a huge tiger-shaped demonic beast appeared in front of him. The demonic beast also saw Chen Zong. It suddenly let out an extremely shocking roar, and its eyes were filled with dense bloody light.
A pseudo-high-level demonic beast!
This was the human's definition of demonic beasts.
A strong aura spread out, letting Chen Zong know that this pseudo-high-level demonic beast should be at the middle level. A Beast Core was worth two points.
This demonic beast was equivalent to a mid-level Half-Saint. Although it was a little stronger than an ordinary mid-level Half-Saint, it was still no match for Chen Zong. He killed it directly with a finger, and quickly took the Beast Core and put it into his Storage Ring.
Chen Zong turned his eyes and looked into the distance.
In the Yunhuang Marsh, the aura spread out, giving Chen Zong a feeling of desolation. Of course, it wasn't the real desolation, but it was a little similar.
The terrain and vegetation here seemed to be very ancient. The trees towered into the sky, and countless vines ran rampant in all directions like giant pythons.
The boundless and vigorous aura was everywhere, filling the air.
One by one, the geniuses flew quickly, constantly looking for demonic beasts to kill.
"Go to hell!" Yang Quan, who was wearing a red robe with a golden sun hanging in the sky, looked high and mighty, like a king descending to the mortal world. When he opened and closed his eyes, a sharp and domineering light burst out, as if with amazing heat, igniting the air.
The moment his voice fell, a wisp of golden-red Qi shot out, piercing through the sky like a thin needle. In an instant, hundreds of meters away, a python attached to a vine, as if it had fused with the vine, was shot to death.
However, the needle-like golden-red strength didn't disappear. Instead, it cut open the python's body and flew back with a Beast Core, falling into the man's hand.
"Middle-grade." The man frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the grade of the Beast Core.
However, a Middle-grade Beast Core could be counted as two points, which was better than nothing.
…
Chen Zong's figure leaped on the thick tree trunk, as shocking as a bouncing star.
Suddenly, a stream of light with a fishy smell shot out from the dense tree trunk. It was shockingly fast, like lightning sweeping across the sky, and immediately made Chen Zong's hair stand on end.
His reaction was extremely fast. Using his fingers like a sword, he drew a line in the air, and an indescribable sharpness cut through, leaving a trace in the darkness.
Swish!
The void was torn apart like a piece of cloth, and quickly spread out.
The sudden attack was a venomous snake that looked like a dead tree. With a triangular head and green eyes, it gave people a feeling of extreme ferocity.
A sword pierced through the air and directly cut it in half.
This was a high-level pseudo-high-level demonic beast. Chen Zong got a high-level pseudo-high-level Beast Core, which was counted as five points. Thus, he had seven points.
Chen Zong estimated that seven points were very little. Among the 180 people, his ranking was definitely not high.
More!
He needed more Beast Cores and more points.
His soul sense swept in all directions like a storm, and it was urged to the extreme. Like a gentle breeze and drizzle, it was omnipresent, constantly searching for the pseudo-high-level demonic beast.
In terms of the strength of his soul sense, Chen Zong was much better than the others. This was his advantage. Now, he had to make good use of this advantage.
He found another pseudo-high-level demonic beast. No matter if it was low-level, mid-level, high-level, or top-level, in short, a mosquito's leg was meat, and he couldn't let it go.
In most cases, Chen Zong didn't need to use his sword. Just his sword fingers were enough to kill those pseudo-high-level demonic beasts.
After all, with Chen Zong's current strength, unless it was a top-level pseudo-high-level demonic beast, it was difficult for Chen Zong to use his full strength against the other three levels of pseudo-high-level demonic beasts.
Even if he didn't use his sword, he could kill those pseudo-high-level demonic beasts one by one and obtain their Beast Cores.
Time flew. In the blink of an eye, more than half a day had passed.
Eight low-level Beast Cores, five mid-level Beast Cores, and two high-level Beast Cores, a total of 28 points.
Chen Zong frowned.
It was not easy to get into the top 30. There were many people who were stronger than him, at least 40 to 50 of them. Although hunting Demonic Beasts was not only related to one's strength, there was also a bit of luck involved. But no matter what, having a strong strength was always the most reliable.
Luck!
That kind of thing was sometimes good and sometimes bad. It couldn't be relied on.
Outside the Cloud Wilderness Swamp, a group of experts was waiting.
Five days was not a long time for a group of experts. Usually, they would cultivate for many days. Once they went into seclusion, they would cultivate for months, years, or even longer.
It was only five days. They could close their eyes and meditate for a while.
But to the geniuses who entered the Cloud Wilderness Swamp, five days was not easy. They had to be vigilant at all times. Firstly, they had to find pseudo-high-level demonic beasts to kill. Secondly, they had to be careful of being attacked.
This attack could have come from the Demonic Beasts, or it could have come from the other participants.
After all, the rules only forbade killing, but allowed to steal other people's Beast Cores.
If they didn't give it to them, they could just take the Beast Cores from the storage ring after injuring them. It was very simple.
At that time, strength would be especially important.
The sun was setting in the west and the night was getting darker.
Night fell and the entire Cloud Wilderness Swamp was shrouded in darkness. It added a bit of mystery and the ancient aura seemed to be thicker by a bit.
In the night, the demonic beasts became more active. The roars of the beasts sounded one after another, spreading from all directions. It made people feel as if they were in the middle of a herd of beasts.
If one was not brave enough, they would be frightened and lose their will.
But the one hundred and eighty geniuses were all talented and determined. They were not afraid at all. Plus, after fighting and killing during the day, they did not use much energy and were full of energy.
Night was the time for the demonic beasts to hunt. It was also the time for them to kill more demonic beasts.
Chen Zong's eyes shone with an extremely sharp light in the darkness. It was as if two rays of sword light were shooting in all directions. The darkness could not stop it at all.
With a glance, Chen Zong also saw a few green eyes appearing from all directions like ghost fire. They were closing in on him at lightning speed, bringing with them a murderous aura.
They were wolves. Three wolves formed a triangular formation and cooperated with each other seamlessly. They directly pounced on Chen Zong. Obviously, they saw him as their prey.
Chen Zong also noticed that the aura emitted by the three wolves were all at the pseudo-high-level level.
"Another three Beast Cores." Not only was Chen Zong not afraid, but he also showed a hint of joy.
In this way, he would get six points.
In the blink of an eye, the three wolves pounced on Chen Zong. Their sharp claws cut through the darkness. Their eyes flashed like ghost fire, as if they wanted to tear Chen Zong into pieces.
Chen Zong's body did not move, as if he had been scared silly. However, just as the three wolves were about to pounce on him, Chen Zong's right hand gently drew a half-arc in front of him. The arc of light rippled out like water waves. In the night, it was as if the moonlight was gently rippling on the water surface. There was a kind of tranquility and profoundness to it.
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