The sword cut through his body like a thousand cuts. His green robe was torn into pieces, and his body trembled under the sword Qi. He gathered all his strength to resist, crush, and disperse the sword Qi.
At the same time, Chen Zong made a second attack.
Blood splattered everywhere!
The bloody light pierced through the void, and the terrifying weight of 150,000 kilograms burst out in an instant. It hit his opponent, and an amazing power burst out in an instant.
It broke through all defenses and sent his opponent flying. He crashed into a big tree hundreds of meters away. His whole body seemed to be embedded in the thick trunk, and he kept vomiting blood.
Turning around, the golden sword light shot toward the black-clothed young man.
Slash!
Seeing that his companion was seriously injured in an instant, the black-clothed young man was shocked. He immediately approached Chen Zong and chopped down with his long black saber, as if it was going to split heaven and earth.
The sword light and the saber light collided in an instant, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out. The sword and the saber also came into contact in an instant.
The black-clothed young man's face suddenly changed. He could only feel that his opponent's sword was extremely heavy. It carried an incomparably ferocious force as it blasted towards him without any reason. It was like a wild beast was pushing its way towards him.
Close!
Heart Realm!
The trajectory of the black-clothed young man's long saber was immediately grasped by Chen Zong.
Every saber technique performed by the long black saber was extremely terrifying. Its speed was amazing, and it contained a powerful saber strength, as if it could cut through and shatter everything.
Chen Zong constantly used his heart domain to observe and comprehend the profundities of this power and profundity.
Unknowingly, the two fought fiercely for a while, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.
But the fact was that Chen Zong was not in a hurry to win. Instead, he was forcing his opponent to continuously perform his saber techniques, so that he could further observe and learn from his advantages, consolidate his own accumulation, and integrate it into his unique skill, Mist Mist.
This was the Regional Competition, but in Chen Zong's eyes, it was also a kind of training for himself and his swordsmanship.
Chen Zong had an idea, and that was to break through as much as possible in the Regional Competition with the help of pressure, so that his Half-step Sword Intent could reach 80%, and further perfect his unique skill, Mist Mist.
Strength!
Improve strength!
Whether it was fighting for opportunities or something else, it was all about strength in the end.
In the end, it was all about strength.
Trayastrimsa Saber Slash!
The black saber pierced through the air and instantly transformed into thirty-three extremely dark saber lights that slashed down from all directions. The saber lights were so deep that they seemed to be able to absorb all the light in the surroundings.
Within his Heart Domain, Chen Zong could clearly see the trajectories of the thirty-three black saber lights. His entire body seemed to have lost all its weight, as if he had lost all his bones. He became incomparably soft, shuttling back and forth like a nimble snake. While avoiding the black saber lights, he did his best to observe the mysteries contained within.
Chen Zong had a profound understanding of this eighth-grade secret method.
Blood splattered from the sword!
Seizing the momentary opening, blood-red light blossomed, instantly filling the sky.
Boom!
The black-clothed youth immediately followed in the footsteps of the green-robed youth. He was sent flying with his sword, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
After defeating the two, Chen Zong heaved a sigh of relief. These two people were very strong. Except for the strength of the Asura doppelganger, he had used all the strength of his original body. It was a close call to defeat them.
If they were to fight again, Chen Zong was not completely confident that he could defeat the two of them together. Their martial arts were really exquisite and worth learning.
Since he had defeated them, the next step was naturally to collect the spoils of war.
Beast cores!
The storage rings that were specially used to store Beast Cores were not guarded. As long as he seized them, he could easily take out the Beast Cores from them.
After getting the Beast Cores, Chen Zong threw the storage rings back to the two of them and quickly left with a movement technique.
The two of them were not seriously injured, but they were not light either. They could not open the storage rings to take out medicinal pills to heal their injuries. If they wanted to recover, it would be impossible for them to recover without a few days.
This meant that they were destined to be eliminated.
The two of them failed to snatch Chen Zong's Beast Cores. In the end, they were robbed by Chen Zong instead. They were even injured, which affected their strength. Naturally, they hated Chen Zong very much.
…
"I originally had one hundred and eighteen points. Now I have three hundred and twenty-six points. Not bad, not bad." After Chen Zong quickly left, he checked the Beast Cores in the storage rings and counted them as points. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.
Sure enough, snatching other people's Beast Cores was more rewarding.
Chen Zong almost had the idea to stop hunting demonic beasts and look for others to snatch their Beast Cores. However, as soon as the idea appeared, Chen Zong immediately dismissed it.
His strength was only average among the one hundred and eighty people. He estimated that with the help of Asura's doppelganger, he could reach the top. However, Chen Zong did not know what level he could reach. And Chen Zong also did not know the strength of those extremely powerful peerless geniuses.
It was not safe.
If he really looked for others to snatch their Beast Cores, he might end up like the other two.
It was safer to hunt demonic beasts for their Beast Cores. Of course, if someone wanted to snatch his Beast Cores, Chen Zong would not be polite.
However, before that, Chen Zong planned to stop for a while. Because of the battle just now, Chen Zong had learned a lot.
The martial arts used by the green-robed youth and the saber technique used by the black-robed youth contained different but profound mysteries. Some of the mysteries were comprehended by Chen Zong. It was worth learning and referencing.
Chen Zong had learned a lot from that battle. Now, he needed to find a place to properly digest and absorb it, thoroughly integrating it into his own sword technique, especially his ultimate move, the Misty Mist Sword.
His opponent's Daluo Cloudsmoke Hand was extremely profound. Like a cloud or smoke, it transformed gracefully, yet was extremely flexible and tough. Its might was extremely terrifying. On the other hand, the Trayastrimsa Blade Slash instantly erupted with astonishing power, as if it could destroy everything.
Chen Zong thought about how he could fuse these two profound mysteries into his own unique skill.
With a leap, he landed on the top of a tree more than a hundred meters tall. The leaves were very dense. Chen Zong divided his attention, paying attention to his surroundings while comprehending.
Countless spiritual lights flashed, like thousands of fireflies dancing.
The Misty Mist Sword was dissected under Chen Zong's comprehension.
This move was created by Chen Zong. No one was more familiar with it than Chen Zong. Therefore, the analysis was simpler and more in-depth.
Time passed slowly. Countless mysteries emerged one after another, like countless spinning sword lights. It was incomparably profound.
Suddenly, a sword light streaked across the darkness, instantly lighting up. The sword light instantly dispersed in the darkness, like a wisp of smoke, like a wisp of illusory fog.
However, he could only see strands of light lingering around, covering the area in front of him and slashing madly. Every strand of light was as light as a cloud of smoke, drifting about unpredictably like a dense fog. They also had the sharpness of a sword as they slashed through everything. The arrangement of the strands seemed messy, but there was something unique about it. They covered all directions and locked onto everything.
The silk-like sword light disappeared, and darkness returned. Chen Zong continued to comprehend quietly.
Not enough, not enough.
This sword could be further improved and become even stronger.
Then, what should he do to make it stronger?
His super comprehension was fully activated, and his mind was spinning rapidly. In an instant, tens of thousands of thoughts flashed, constantly colliding and bursting into thousands of sparks.
Darkness and light erupted, as if heaven and earth had just been born. Thunder roared, drizzle fell from the sky, and a gale blew from afar, rolling into the distance.
Clouds and smoke quietly filled between heaven and earth, and the illusory fog drifted with the wind.
Suddenly, everything seemed to have turned into sword light.
Sword light like clouds!
Sword light like smoke!
Sword light like fog!
Sword light like rain!
Clouds, smoke, fog, and rain filled the air, as if the truth of the Great Dao was intertwined and diffused. Divine light bloomed, turning into a sword that was compatible with all things in the world. Wherever the sword passed, the sword light seemed to be ever-changing like clouds, smoke, fog, and rain, but also seemed to coexist, as if it was eternal and led to the future.
Suddenly, Chen Zong opened his eyes. In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be an ever-changing but endless sword light shooting out.
Then, he pierced the air with his fingers like a sword, turning into a wisp of ethereal sword light. The sword light spread out, with clouds, mist, and rain drifting, intertwining with mysterious truths.
Suddenly, the leaves under the sword light turned into powder and were completely crushed, as if a vacuum was created. Its power was terrifying to the extreme.
"This sword … is done." Chen Zong was secretly happy.
The Misty Sword had been further perfected, and its power was also more powerful. But it seemed a little inappropriate to call it Misty Sword.
"Misty Cloud …" Chen Zong thought for a while and came up with a new name.
Misty Rain Morning Cloud!
Chen Zong suddenly had another idea.
This unique skill that he had created was called Misty Cloud before, and now it was Misty Rain Morning Cloud. The name had changed, and it was more powerful, more mysterious, and more complete, but the core of its essence had not changed.
In this way, it was also an advancement of a skill, just like the difference between high and low.
Suddenly, Chen Zong felt an indescribable throbbing. His heart was beating wildly, and the space between his eyebrows twitched as if something was about to pierce through.
Breakthrough!
In an instant, a terrifying beam of light shot out from his eyes. It was sharp to the extreme. It shot out from his eyes and pierced through the sun and moon.
Half-step Sword Intent … eighty percent!
The power of eighty percent Half-step Sword Intent was more than forty percent stronger than that of seventy percent. The power of the swordsmanship driven by Half-step Sword Intent was also increased by forty percent. This kind of improvement and the improvement of cultivation were even more amazing.
Chen Zong was very happy that his unique skill had been perfected, and his Half-step Sword Intent had successfully broken through. At this moment, his strength was even more powerful, especially when he used Misty Rain Morning Cloud with eighty percent Half-step Sword Intent. Its power was even more terrifying and multiplied.
Powerful strength was the source of confidence. Only then could one calmly deal with difficulties and strong enemies.
Now that both of them had broken through, Chen Zong began to run his Cultivation Method, trying to see if he could break through his Cultivation Method as well.
The Taiyuan Cloud-scraping Skill was now at the eleventh level. If it broke through, it would be at the twelfth level, and its power would be even more powerful.
Run!
Run with all your strength!
The extremely pure Half-step Saint power filled every part of his body and swept out rapidly, as if ten thousand horses were galloping and thunder was roaring. It was extremely shocking.
Fast!
Faster!
Faster!
The speed of breaking through the limit!
Chen Zong mustered up all his strength and did it in one spurt.
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