The Eighth True Sword Style was about to be displayed.
In the arena, two figures stood opposite each other with swords and sabers in hand. Their auras gradually condensed.
Below the arena, dozens of pairs of eyes were fixed on the arena. They held their breaths and were secretly excited.
This was the fight for the King of the Chief Disciple, the final showdown, and the collision of sabers and swords.
Eagle Strike Swordsmanship Starting Stance and Chain Blade Technique Starting Stance!
"Take the saber!" With a light chant, Chen Fenghua rushed forward like a sharp blade. His black wooden saber slashed down, creating a chain of saber shadows that turned into a black saber curtain that seemed to tear the air apart.
Chen Zong advanced instead of retreating. His legs were like water. His wrist trembled slightly, and his black wooden sword stabbed out fiercely like an eagle pouncing on its prey.
The saber and sword collided, and the clanging sounds continued. Their figures approached, intertwined, spun, and brandished their sabers and swords.
Chen Fenghua's expression was still calm. Chen Zong's eyes were as sharp as swords.
The Chain Saber Technique was displayed to the extreme. It suddenly changed into a heavy saber strike. It was the Heavy Blow Saber Technique that was famous for its direct attack power. Chen Zong was prepared. He immediately changed from Eagle Strike Swordsmanship to Whisk Willow Swordsmanship. After blocking the saber strike, he changed to Afterimage Swordsmanship. He created three afterimages and forced Chen Fenghua to retreat.
Advance!
Seizing the opportunity, he alternated three Peak Dacheng Swordsmanship, which was unpredictable. Chen Fenghua kept retreating and brandishing his saber to block. His body trembled slightly, and his skin turned slightly red. He had activated his blood Qi, and his strength and speed were enhanced.
Chen Zong's saber strike paused for a moment. He immediately retreated, then suddenly rushed forward and chopped down with the Heavy Blow Saber Technique.
Under the activation of his blood Qi, Chen Fenghua's strength increased by 50 pounds. The power of the Heavy Blow Saber Technique was even more powerful. Chen Zong had to retreat. Immediately, Chen Fenghua used the Chain Saber Technique to pursue.
The Heavy Blow Saber Technique was more suitable for ending, while the Chain Saber Technique was more suitable for suppressing.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's body trembled slightly, and his skin turned slightly red. This immediately shocked Elder Xing and the other Chief Disciples.
"Chu Yun, when did he start cultivating the Tiger Roar?" Elder Xing asked in a low voice.
"After entering the Clan Hall." Chen Chu Yun's voice was still cold, but it was trembling slightly out of excitement. He had thought that Chen Zong was a genius in swordsmanship, but he did not expect him to be so amazing in cultivation as well.
"After entering the Clan Hall …" Elder Xing murmured. His eyes shot out a shocking light like the sun. "I never thought that after so many years, such a genius would appear in our Chen Clan again."
Elder Xing muttered to himself as he watched the battle on the stage. In the end, he decided to discuss with the other elders of the Clan Hall to seal off the news.
After all, to be able to go from coming in contact with the Tiger Roar Skill to completely refining one's Blood Qi within a month was something that had only appeared in the entire Chen Family for hundreds of years. Even in the entire Martial Wind City, it was considered to be one of the top cultivation speed.
Moreover, Elder Xing also had another concern. Could it be a coincidence? Similar cases had appeared in the Martial Wind City before, so he needed to observe for a while longer.
After making the decision, Elder Xing stopped thinking about it and focused on watching the sword and saber duel in the ring.
"Chen Zong, I never thought that you, who came from a branch family, would have already refined your Blood Qi. You have indeed surprised me." Chen Feng Hua laughed softly. He was not afraid at all. Instead, he was in high spirits. "You … have the qualifications to make me use my full strength."
Chen Feng Hua's words immediately shocked everyone. He was so powerful, but he had not used his full strength.
Chen Feng Hua once again assumed the starting position of the Chain Saber Skill. The aura that emanated from his body was different. There was a kind of sharpness that seemed to be able to cut through everything, causing Chen Zong's pupils to shrink.
"Perfection …" Chen Zong, Elder Xing, and the instructors of the five groups all exclaimed.
At the Martial Disciple level, they could at most cultivate the Foundation Establishment Martial Arts to the peak of the Upper Realm. There were very few who could cultivate it to perfection.
Hearing the exclamations of the crowd, the other Martial Disciples widened their eyes in shock. Especially the First Seats of the various groups, their faces were full of astonishment and bitterness. It turned out that Chen Feng Hua had defeated them without using his full strength. A deep sense of defeat made them feel as if they had lost all their strength.
"The King of the First Seats has basically been decided." Chen Zong sighed. His voice was somewhat gloomy. The others all nodded.
The difference between the Perfection Stage Chain Saber Skill and the Upper Realm Peak was very obvious.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's shock turned into excitement. Now, in terms of cultivation, the two of them were equal. However, Chen Feng Hua had the Perfection Stage Chain Saber Skill. It seemed that he already had the upper hand.
"Chen Feng Hua did not use his full strength just now. I also did not use my full strength." Chen Zong thought to himself. "I still have the Eight Forms of the True Sword, which is even more powerful. I also have twenty pounds of iron plates tied to my arms. Whether I use the Eight Forms of the True Sword or remove the heavy iron plates, my strength will increase."
"It should be enough to choose one of the two."
"Although without the scabbard, the Eight Forms of the True Sword cannot be used continuously from the Crouching Sword Style, and its power will inevitably decrease. However, each of the moves is still much more powerful than the Eagle Strike Sword Style."
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong made his decision. He displayed the Crouching Sword Style of the Eight Forms of the True Sword.
"What kind of sword style is that?" Below the arena, everyone was surprised.
"Take the blade!" With a light chant, Chen Feng Hua rushed forward. The Perfection Stage Chain Saber Skill was displayed. The black blade light connected into one, like a long river rushing forward. Its speed was faster and its power was greater. The continuous aura was oppressive, making Chen Zong feel as if he was suffocating.
Sword-drawing Style!
A sword was drawn forward. Without the support of the scabbard, Chen Zong could feel that the power of this sword was somewhat weak. However, in the eyes of the others, this sword was fast and fierce, as if it could cut through everything in front of it.
The Eight Forms of the True Sword were displayed.
Crouching Sword Style!
The blade and the sword kept colliding.
"Oh … What kind of sword style is this? It's so powerful. " Elder Xing had excellent eyesight. With a few glances, he concluded that Chen Zong's sword style was far superior to the three foundational sword styles collected by the Chen Family Hall.
Ring Sword Style!
Chopping Sword Style!
The sword fell. The black sword light was dazzling. The wind was whistling, and the momentum was threatening. It forcibly restrained the power of the Chain Saber Skill.
The essence of the Chain Saber Skill was the word "chain". Once it was restrained, its power would be greatly reduced.
Chaotic Sword Style!
The black sword light was chaotic, and the whistling was mixed, disturbing people's ears.
Rapid Sword Style!
The dazzling sword light was fast and accurate. It seemed to break out from the black clouds and stabbed toward Chen Feng Hua. Chen Feng Hua hurriedly waved his blade to block.
With a light tap, the black wooden sword was withdrawn. Chen Zong's body moved up and down. His strength surged and rushed to his right arm. Blood and Qi filled his palm, and the strength penetrated the sword.
Explosive Sword Style!
The sword broke through the air. The sword light was so dazzling that it was difficult to look at it directly. The whistling sound was like the surging tide in the sky. It became more and more heroic, shaking people's hearts. Under the sword, there were sparks, giving off a burning smell.
"Chop!" Chen Feng Hua opened his eyes wide and shouted. He held the blade with both hands and performed the Heavy Blow Saber Skill with all his strength.
The blade and the sword collided. There was a cracking sound and they broke at the same time. Chen Feng Hua couldn't stop retreating and fell out of the arena. Only Chen Zong stood in the arena with the broken sword in his hand. He was as steady as a mountain.
"He won …" Chen Yidao and Chen Yuyao couldn't tell what they were feeling at this time. Was this still the Chen Zong they knew?
The others were also shocked and didn't react for a while. It was too sudden.
Originally, after Chen Feng Hua displayed the perfect level of the Chain Saber Skill, even Elder Xing felt that Chen Feng Hua would be the King of the Chief this time. In the end, Chen Zong performed a never-before-seen Foundation Establishment Sword Technique. After a series of attacks, he gained the upper hand and defeated Chen Feng Hua.
Chen Feng Hua was also a little stunned. Chen He's face was gloomy, and Chen Chuyun's face was cold. In her opinion, Chen Zong should have won.
"Hahahaha …" Elder Xing stepped into the arena and couldn't stop laughing. "This time, I'm very surprised. I didn't expect that our Chen Clan Hall would produce two young talents this year."
As an elder of the Clan Hall, everything he did was for the sake of the Clan Hall. The more outstanding the disciples, the better.
"Chief of the Sword Technique Group, Chen Zong, congratulations. You've won the King of the Chief this month." Elder Xing turned to look at Chen Zong. "Later, someone will send Energy Pills and Tiger Yang Bone-Strengthening Wine to you. Remember, a temporary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything. You must guard against arrogance and rashness, and continue to work hard."
"Yes." Chen Zong replied seriously.
"All of you must also remember what I've said." Elder Xing retracted his gaze and looked at the others. He said in a deep voice, "Alright, this month's King of the Chief Disciple competition has come to an end. I hope to see each of you improve next month."
"Instructor." Chen Zong jumped off the arena and walked in front of Chen Chuyun.
"Very good." Chen Chuyun nodded. However, Chen Zuifeng and the others didn't dare to look Chen Zong in the eye. Only now did they understand that there was a huge gap between their strength and Chen Zong's.
"Although you've won the King of the Chief Disciple competition, it doesn't mean anything." Chen Chuyun said, "Now, follow me to train."
"Yes." Chen Zong followed Chen Chuyun's footsteps. If it wasn't for Chen Chuyun's guidance, his strength wouldn't have been able to reach this step in such a short period of time.
"Damn it, if I could get an instructor to train alone, I might be the King of the Chief Disciple." Chen Zuifeng gritted his teeth.
After training with Chen Chuyun in the courtyard for a while, Chen Zong returned to his room. At the same time, ten energy pills and a jar of Huyang Bone-Strengthening Wine were delivered to him.
"Thirteen energy pills." Chen Zong was a little excited. He was a little intoxicated by the fragrance. In the past, it was very difficult for him to obtain even one energy pill. But now, it was simple.
Among them, ten were the reward for becoming the Chief Disciple of the swordsmanship group, and three were given to each person.
"Next month, the King of the Chief Disciple title will still be mine." Chen Zong thought to himself.
With ten energy pills and a jar of Huyang Bone-Strengthening Wine, if he trained hard for a month, he might be able to refine his blood and Qi again. As for his swordsmanship training, there would definitely be improvements.
The others definitely wouldn't stay where they were, but Chen Zong was confident that he would improve faster than them.
After a short rest, Chen Zong began to cultivate the Tiger Roar Incantation. But before he started, he opened the jar of Huyang Bone-Strengthening Wine. A strong wine fragrance with a slight fishy smell wafted out, entering his nostrils and penetrating his heart and lungs.
"It smells good, but I wonder how it tastes?"
Muttering to himself, he took out a small bowl and poured the wine. The wine was dark red in color, without any impurities. It was very beautiful. He sealed the jar of wine, picked up the small bowl, and brought it to his nose to take a sniff. En, this was how Papa drank in the past.
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