(Second Update)
After rejecting Lin Weihan's invitation to stay, Chen Zong walked out of the Flying Snow Pavilion. From now on, he would no longer stay in the Flying Snow Pavilion to avoid causing unnecessary trouble for the Lin sisters.
It was obvious that Lin Zhenglong was targeting him, using him as an opening to attack Lin Weiyin.
It was probably some twists and turns between the younger generation or a power struggle within the family. Chen Zong was glad that he did not join the Lin family. Otherwise, he would have been affected.
However, Chen Zong was very grateful to the Lin sisters.
If it were not for them, he would not have been able to come to the Second City of World Suppression and have a new beginning.
Then, Chen Zong found himself in a tragic situation.
He needed a place to stay. Then, where should he go?
Join other forces?
Impossible!
He could only find a hotel to rent a guest room, but that would require money.
The best would be to buy a house with a courtyard, but that would require even more money.
Obviously, the Tianyuan Sacred Region's Tianyuan Elixir would not work here. Different places in the Void seemed to have different currencies, but there was one currency that was common, and that was the Void Currency.
He did not have any.
The Lin sisters obviously did not think of this. Chen Zong did not think of this before either.
Would he have to sleep on the streets?
A hero would be stumped by a penny.
When did he encounter such a dilemma again?
"I wonder how much the things from the Tianyuan Sacred Region can be sold for?" Chen Zong turned the Storage Ring and thought to himself.
As he walked and thought, Chen Zong paused and stared ahead.
The street was wide and the street was long.
A figure dressed in a black hooded robe seemed to step out from the darkness. Every step he took seemed to affect the aura in the surroundings, faintly emitting a series of rumbling sounds.
A feeling welled up in Chen Zong's heart. He knew that this person was here for him.
"Chen Zong?" A low and hoarse voice sounded from the face under the shadow of the hat, "I heard that you are the sword sparring partner of the Flying Snow Pavilion's Pavilion Master. Your sword technique must be pretty good. Come and fight with me."
The last sentence suddenly became high-pitched. The eyes of the shadowy face under the black robe and hat suddenly emitted a terrifying light, like a heavy sword being unsheathed and shooting through the air.
In an instant, the astonishingly heavy and vigorous sharp Sword Intent, like an invisible sword mountain rampaging, mercilessly passed through a hundred meters and headed straight for Chen Zong.
Pressure!
It was an astonishing pressure!
To think that such an attack was comparable to that of the Heavenly God Gong!
Sure enough, the void was a place where geniuses came forth in large numbers. There were many geniuses at the level of Heavenly God Gong.
Lin Weiyin was one, and so was Lan Yuanmeng and Chu Shanhe. Chu Shanhe might even win.
Now, this mysterious person who was shrouded in a black robe and whose appearance and age could not be determined was also one of them.
Chen Zong didn't know who the person was, but a voice came from the side of the street, so Chen Zong knew who the person was.
"Heavy Sword Maniac."
"The Heavy Sword Maniac, ranked 680th on the Sub-Divine List!"
"The Heavy Sword Maniac of the Mountain River Palace is going to attack again."
"This person is really unlucky."
"Heavy Sword Maniac," Chen Zong muttered to himself, staring at the sword hilt protruding from the person's back, and his pupils contracted slightly.
The sword hilt directly exceeded the person's head by a large margin. Judging from this, the total length of the sword was estimated to be about two meters.
And the person's height was close to two meters.
His aura was extremely astonishing.
"Did Chu Shanhe send you here?" Chen Zong asked in reply.
Chen Zong had never participated in inexplicable battles.
He didn't know who the Heavy Sword Maniac was, so presumably, the other party didn't know him. There was no conflict of interest between them.
There was only one explanation. Someone ordered him.
So, who was it?
Chu Shanhe!
After all, someone had just spoken. The Heavy Sword Maniac of the Mountain River Palace.
And Chu Shanhe was the current Lord of the Mountain River Palace.
Was this one of the methods Chu Shanhe used to deal with him?
"Come and have a fight with me." The Heavy Sword Maniac didn't answer Chen Zong's question. Instead, he spoke again. His voice was lower and fiercer, full of astonishing battle intent, and an extremely terrifying aura directly oppressed him.
"How many Void Coins can you afford?" Chen Zong thought for a moment and asked.
However, this question stunned the Heavy Sword Maniac, and he didn't know how to answer Chen Zong.
This was because he had thought that the other party would agree, and he also thought that the other party would refuse. He also thought about how he would force the other party to agree after the other party refused, but he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question.
Void Coins!
The Heavy Sword Maniac certainly knew what that was.
But to ask such a question in such a situation, it was really hard to accept.
"As long as you can defeat me, I'll give you 10,000 Void Coins." The Heavy Sword Maniac also reacted quickly after being stunned.
"10,000 Void Coins." Upon hearing this, Chen Zong's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light.
Thinking back to the rooms in the restaurant that he had inquired about, even the most ordinary room would cost 10 Void Coins a day. As for the better rooms, Chen Zong didn't ask because he was embarrassed, but they would at least cost dozens of Void Coins.
If he could get 10,000 Void Coins, at least in the future, he wouldn't have to worry about a place to stay.
He could even try and see if he could buy a small courtyard.
Then, should he fight with the other party?
Sigh, when did he fall to the point of competing with others to earn money?
A single coin stumped a hero.
Then, let's fight.
Chen Zong's eyes also emitted a sharp Sword Essence, which directly penetrated the Heavy Sword Maniac's heart. For a moment, the Heavy Sword Maniac felt as if his mind was penetrated, and he couldn't help but tremble.
An expert!
An expert swordsman.
The Heavy Sword Maniac was indeed ordered by Chu Shanhe to challenge Chen Zong and wait for an opportunity to cripple him.
Now, the Heavy Sword Maniac was even more eager to fight.
Of course, the battle couldn't be carried out here, or he would be directly taken away by the Iron-clad Guards.
In the Second World Suppression City, there was a corresponding battle arena called the Battle Arena.
There were two types of Battle Arenas, one was the Battle Arena of Life and the other was the ordinary Battle Arena.
The Battle Arena of Life and Death, as the name implied, was to determine life and death, and no one was allowed to interfere.
The ordinary Battle Arena was to determine the winner and loser. The opponent could be seriously injured or even crippled, but could not be killed.
Chu Shanhe's order to the Heavy Sword Maniac was to cripple Chen Zong, so naturally, it was the ordinary Battle Arena.
Crippling him first and then slowly torturing him was more satisfying than killing him all at once.
"Let's go, let's go and watch the battle."
"The Heavy Sword Maniac of the Mountain River Palace, there will be a good show to watch."
"Last time, the Heavy Sword Maniac's opponent's legs were cut off. I wonder what will happen this time."
The battle on the Battle Arena was allowed to be watched, but one had to pay a fee. It was not high, only ten void coins, which was equivalent to staying in the most ordinary hotel room for a night. It was a price that almost anyone could afford.
In the Second World Suppression City, the Heavy Sword Maniac of the Mountain River Palace was obviously very influential.
Thousands of people appeared around the Battle Arena, each of them a cultivator, and each of them was at least a half-step Supreme Saint.
The Battle Arena was circular, with a diameter of a thousand meters.
A thousand meters was actually not very big, but in the Second World Suppression City, because of the suppression and restrictions, even a Demigod at the pinnacle would need a few breaths to cross a thousand meters.
Without speaking, an extremely heavy aura, like that of a mountain, constantly emerged from the Heavy Sword Maniac. Layer by layer, the aura turned into dark and cold waves, constantly spreading out with the sharpness of a sword.
That was the Sword Will of the Heavy Sword. It had the sharpness of a sword, but also the majesty and weight of a mountain.
Attack!
Suppress!
If one's mind was not strong enough, facing such an attack from the Heavy Sword Maniac, he would definitely not be able to withstand it, and would collapse in an instant.
Even the strongest Ghost King of the Purgatory Ghost Territory was no match for this Heavy Sword Maniac.
Sure enough, what he encountered in the Void by accident was not only danger, but also a greater challenge.
Facing the Heavy Sword Maniac's powerful Sword Will, Chen Zong became more and more excited, and his blood boiled.
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
In an instant, the Sword Will condensed and soared into the sky, as if piercing through the vault of heaven.
Chen Zong's Sword Will had a kind of drifting and unpredictable feeling, like the wind and clouds changing, but moving according to his heart. It became sharper and sharper, tearing through everything, piercing through everything.
This was probably the first time he had truly made a move after entering the void.
The previous fight with Lin Weiyin was just a sparring of swordsmanship, and the assessment in the Nine Heavens Imperial Court was not a real fight.
Only now, the opponent was a very strong person.
Every day, Chen Zong could feel that he was improving. Compared to when he had just entered the Void, his strength was much stronger.
It had been a while since he used his full strength, and his whole body was in a peaceful and quiet state. After a long time, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Now, when he released.
Cultivation method, activate!
Under the activation of the eighth level of the [Primordial Sword Energy], the powerful [Primordial Sword Energy] surged in his body like a raging river, and the center was the mass of chaos above his qi sea.
With a swoosh, it was like a gust of wind, and turned into a violent gust of wind in an instant. Chen Zong's vision darkened, and then he saw a black shadow flying toward him at an astonishing speed, like a giant bat spreading its wings in the night sky.
It was a black robe, the Heavy Sword Maniac's black robe.
The black robe carried an incomparably strong force, and directly broke through the impact, bursting forth with an astonishing momentum, like a mountain.
It was just a long robe, but in an instant, it burst forth with the astonishing power of a mountain.
This was the prelude to the Heavy Sword Maniac's attack.
Behind the black robe, the Heavy Sword Maniac's legs bent slightly, and the muscles on his legs bulged, full of amazing power, as if volcanoes were stuffed into them.
An astonishing amount of Qi and blood surged violently within his body. It was as if the sea was overflowing, and it vaguely emitted a rumbling sound that sounded like rolling thunder.
With a boom, the arena seemed to shake in an instant, and an extremely shocking airflow rushed backward. The incomparably violent muscles instantly burst forth with unparalleled power, pushing the Heavy Sword Maniac's body forward at a low altitude at lightning speed.
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