(My cousin got married a bit later.)
"Oh, they've met." On the spectator stand, Qi Kang was startled at first, then he looked at He Tielin with a cold smile.
He Tielin frowned slightly. If Chen Zong lost to Huo Yihong, then he would lose this bet. Five hundred sword merit points! He Tielin's heart twitched as he thought about it.
From the first round of the test, Huo Yihong had reached twenty, while Chen Zong had only reached fifteen. There was an obvious difference. Of course, they didn't know that Chen Zong had just casually attacked.
"You think too highly of yourself." Chen Zong replied indifferently, but it seemed that he had angered Huo Yihong. His eyes turned cold, "Okay, I'll let you know how bad it is if you don't admit defeat."
"Attack." Although Huo Yihong was angry, he didn't take the initiative to attack. He seemed to be very proud of his status.
Chen Zong was speechless. This guy must have been spoiled and thought too highly of himself.
Pulling out the ceremonial sword, Chen Zong's aura changed immediately. Then, he waved his sword and cut towards Huo Yihong with a gust of wind.
"Severing Wind Sword Art!"
The elder in charge of the Rising Star Competition was startled. Maybe the new disciples didn't know, but as an elder, he had a deep understanding of all the sword arts in the Real Sword Academy.
The Severing Wind Sword Art was also known as the Severing Wind Thirteen Swords. As the name suggested, there were a total of thirteen moves.
Among the hundreds of Earth Level Low Rank sword arts on the third floor of the Sword Martial Tower, there were a few that were the most difficult to practice, but also the most powerful. The Severing Wind Sword Art was one of them.
The first move to the tenth move were the basic moves without a name. The eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth moves had names, and they were the essence of the Severing Wind Sword Art. They were considered as killing moves, and they were not weak.
The senior brother in charge of the Sword Martial Tower was a quiet and cold person. He had no relationship with Chen Zong, so he naturally wouldn't tell Chen Zong that the Severing Wind Sword Art was one of the most difficult sword arts to practice among the hundreds of Earth Level Low Rank sword arts.
Of course, even if he told Chen Zong, Chen Zong wouldn't change his mind.
Just from its name, one could tell that the Severing Wind Swordsmanship was a swordsmanship that focused on speed. It could even intercept the wind, so how could it not be fast?
Chen Zong was performing the first move of the Severing Wind Swordsmanship. When he drew his sword, he had already crossed five or six meters and slashed at Huo Yihong. The speed of the sword was so fast that it surprised everyone. It also surprised Huo Yihong. He quickly retreated and drew his sword.
"Do you think you can fight against me just because your sword is fast? You are too naive." Huo Yihong's voice faded as he used his Dark Light Sword Technique. The sword light flashed and interfered with Ye Futian's vision.
With a shake of his wrist, Chen Zong's sword immediately crisscrossed. He performed the second move of the Wind-cutting Swordsmanship, which passed through the dazzling sword light and hit Huo Yihong's chest directly.
The speed of the sword was so fast that there was no way to dodge it. Huo Yihong was immediately hit. While Huo Yihong was enraged, Chen Zong performed the third sword attack.
This sword touched Huo Yihong's wrist. The tyrannical power made Huo Yihong release his grip. With a twist, the ceremonial sword in his hand was immediately sent flying.
"How could this be!" Qi Kang's eyes widened. He Tielin was also stunned.
This meant that Chen Zong had won, and it also meant that He Tielin had won the bet.
"Not bad. This person has just broken through to the Qi Refining Realm. That is to say, he has just started practicing the Wind-cutting Swordsmanship. To be able to perform the first three moves of one of the most difficult Earth Level Swordsmanship, he is extraordinary."
At the top of the spectator stand, a disciple of the palace nodded and commented.
Huo Yihong's expression kept changing. He wanted to be angry, but he had to hold it in. That kind of sullen feeling, especially when he thought about how he had made Chen Zong admit defeat, was immediately reversed. He almost vomited blood. Picking up his sword, he was too ashamed to stand in the arena anymore. He quickly jumped down and left.
At this time, Huo Yihong hated Chen Zong to the core. He also wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. He felt that the surrounding people were looking at him with ridicule.
Looking at Huo Yihong's embarrassing figure leaving the arena, the elder could not help but shake his head.
"He has some talent, but his temperament is not good."
"This kind of person is destined to have no achievements."
A few disciples of the palace said casually. Their voices were not loud, and they were far away from the others, so only they could hear them clearly.
"Qi Kang, when will you give me the 500 Sword Merit Points?" He Tielin walked to Qi Kang's side and sat down. He asked with a smile, feeling very satisfied.
"I will give it to you after the competition." Qi Kang gritted his teeth and said. His eyes were full of anger and hatred when he looked at Chen Zong.
Because of his opponent, he had lost 500 Sword Merit Points. Those were the points that he had worked so hard to accumulate, and now they were gone.
After defeating Huo Yihong, Chen Zong did not feel anything. He looked calm, but the elder secretly nodded and gave him a good evaluation of his temperament.
In fact, before Chen Zong's cultivation had reached the Qi Refining Realm, his strength was already comparable to that of an ordinary Qi Refining Realm cultivator. After the breakthrough, and after more than ten days of cultivation, his strength had increased by several times. An ordinary Qi Refining Realm cultivator was no match for him at all.
Huo Yihong was indeed a genius, but it had not been long since he reached the Qi Refining Realm. How could he be Chen Zong's opponent?
Chen Zong had his eyes set on the twelve disciples who had reached the Second Transformation of Qi Refining Realm. If there were no accidents, the twelve disciples who had reached the Second Transformation of Qi Refining Realm would be the strongest candidates for the Seven Rising Stars.
One match after another.
Number 77 against number 78.
Number 77 was one of the twelve disciples who had reached the Second Transformation of Qi Refining Realm.
"Make your move." Chen Zong looked at his opponent, a disciple who looked a little shy and looked like the boy next door. This person was Lin Tianyu.
Lin Tianyu was the disciple of the mayor of Ultimate Martial Main City. His cultivation was at the First Transformation of Qi Refining Realm, but he had already reached the peak.
After Lin Tianyu drew his sword, the sword light suddenly burst out like a storm. It was completely different from his shy appearance, and it brought a strong contrast to the others.
Lin Tianyu's opponent was also surprised, but he reacted quickly and immediately drew his sword.
"Oh, a mid-tier Earth Level Sword Technique!" The elder looked at Lin Tianyu's sword technique and was a little surprised. "It should be the Rainstorm Sword Technique. This kid's swordsmanship is quite good, and he shouldn't be a beginner. It seems that he has learned it from his family."
Indeed, Lin Tianyu was the disciple of the mayor, so it was not surprising that he had learned a mid-tier Earth Level Sword Technique. Even the technique that he had learned was a mid-tier Earth Level technique.
There was no difference in the strength of the Qi and Blood Force cultivated by a Mortal Level technique in the Qi and Blood Force. The only difference was that the higher the level of the technique, the more power one could master. For example, the Earth Dragon Force from the Earth Dragon Technique, the Astral Force from the Astral Technique, and so on.
The Earth Level Martial Arts of the Training Stage were different. Among Martial Arts of the same level, not only did they have different characteristics, there were also differences in strength. Of course, since they were of the same level, the difference in strength would not be very obvious.
However, the difference between different levels was very obvious.
For example, for a mid-tier Earth Level technique, even the most common mid-tier Earth Level technique, the amount and purity of the Inner Force cultivated by a low-tier Earth Level technique would surpass the amount of Inner Force cultivated by a low-tier Earth Level technique.
Quantity was quantity. The more Inner Force one had, the longer one could last in a battle. After all, not every battle could end quickly.
Purity was closely related to power. The purer the Inner Force, the stronger the power.
Lin Tianyu had cultivated a mid-tier Earth Level technique, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the First Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm. The amount and purity of Inner Force in his body were very close to the Second Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm.
As soon as he used the mid-tier Earth Level Rainstorm Sword Technique, sword after sword, it was like a torrential downpour, suppressing his opponent.
Although his opponent's cultivation was at the Second Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm, his technique and sword technique were only at the low-tier Earth Level. The difference in level itself meant that there was a difference in power.
Although Chen Zong did not fight personally, his senses were very sharp. He could sense the fluctuations of Inner Force from both parties in the ring.
The Inner Strength of the Second Refinement Stage cultivator leaned towards the feminine side, but his swordsmanship was insufficient. Combining the two together, it was difficult for him to unleash the full potential of his Inner Strength. On the other hand, Lin Tianyu's Inner Strength aura was vast and mighty, and his swordsmanship was vast and mighty.
"However, this kind of purity seems to be worse than the Zhengyuan Inner Force that I cultivated," Chen Zong thought to himself.
The Zhengyuan Inner Force did not focus on the purity of Inner Force. It only focused on quantity. The purity of his Inner Force was comparable to or even better than the Second Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm's Inner Force.
After all, Inner Force was refined from the body and Qi. The body and Qi were the foundation. The stronger the foundation, the stronger the Inner Force refined.
"Rapid Rainstorm!"
Lin Tianyu's sword paused for a moment. More Inner Force gushed out as he performed the most powerful sword technique of the Rainstorm Swordsmanship. With a thrust of his sword, the light from the sword immediately split into dozens. It was as if a rainstorm was falling down, faster and fiercer.
The powerful force shattered his opponent's sword. More than ten consecutive strikes landed on his opponent's chest, sending him flying.
Without a doubt, Lin Tianyu won. He became the first First Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm disciple to defeat a Second Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm disciple.
Sheathing his sword, Lin Tianyu's face was once again filled with shyness. The change in styles was surprising.
The competition continued, match after match. Every match had a winner and a loser.
Soon, the first round was over. Out of the one hundred and twelve people, fifty-six people won and fifty-six lost.
Before the second round began, they drew lots again.
It was all based on luck. If they drew an opponent that they could not defeat, they could only blame it on their bad luck.
This time, Chen Zong drew lot number seven, which was closer to the front. His opponent was number eight.
Number one versus number two.
Number three versus number four.
Number five versus number six.
It was Chen Zong's turn.
This time, Chen Zong's opponent was unfortunately Gu Xiaolin, a disciple of the Seven Lights Martial Academy's Tianyao Hall.
Gu Xiaolin felt a little helpless about this, but he still had to fight.
"Chen Shidi, please." Seeing Chen Zong's battle, Gu Xiaolin did not have the slightest intention of underestimating Chen Zong, even though he had broken through to the Qi Refining Realm earlier than Chen Zong.
"Senior Brother Gu, please." Chen Zong also said.
Both of them drew their swords.
"Chen Shidi, take this." Gu Xiaolin was not an arrogant person like Huo Yihong. He immediately drew his sword as soon as he finished speaking. He had broken through to the Qi Refining Realm when he was in the Tianyao Hall. Naturally, the Seven Lights Martial Academy had taught him Earth Realm Lower Grade martial arts and sword techniques.
When the sword was unleashed, it was like a falling leaf spinning in the wind. Its trajectory was light and unpredictable, making it difficult to determine where it would land.
This was the Falling Leaf Sword Technique.
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