Dust, debris, and shockwaves …
Countless shockwaves surged and collided with each other in all directions, shattering everything.
"Die!" A dark golden figure dashed out with his mace raised high and struck down at an astonishing speed. It was like a waterfall from the Nine Heavens. It was unbelievably powerful.
"Roar!" Wang Manglie roared as he gathered all of his strength into his right arm. He clenched his right fist tightly and threw it at Hou like a meteor in the most berserk manner.
Fighting with his life!
With a bang, Wang Manglie's head was hit hard. His skull caved in and blood flowed out from his seven orifices. However, his fist also hit Hui at the same time. It hit Hui's Nine Mysterious Body Protection Technique. The violent power that carried the power of the Nine Layers of Slaughter shattered the two layers of protection and hit Hui's body, causing some injuries.
Wang Manglie fell to the ground and struggled to get up. He had lost the ability to fight and was on the verge of death.
There was a trace of blood at the corner of Hui's mouth. He had been hit many times and was severely injured, but he still had a terrifying fighting ability.
Wang Manglie had lost his ability to fight, but the other five were not in a good state either. They were all pale and had some injuries.
This battle was extremely difficult. Hui was simply a monster. He was able to fight against six people at once. It was terrifying.
If this battle continued, it would be hard to predict the outcome.
Chen Zong kept his Sword World. He had used up too much energy after maintaining it for a long time. However, he was not injured, but his face was pale. He had used the embryonic form of the Song of the Wind Ao Wu a few times, which consumed his Divine Will. The recovery speed of the Divine Will was too slow.
Chen Zong was not injured because the others cooperated with him. After all, they all knew that Chen Zong's Divine Will was a threat to Hui. Therefore, Chen Zong could not die. Once he died, the others would be less of a threat to Hui.
Hui was injured because he was hit by Chen Zong's Divine Will. There was a momentary pause, which allowed them to take advantage of the opportunity to attack him.
"How many more Divine Will attacks can you use?" Deng Xing asked quickly as he crossed paths with Chen Zong.
"Three times," Chen Zong replied quickly.
"Alright, kill Hui within three times." Deng Xing's tone was resolute.
Chen Zong performed the Song of the Listening Wind once again. Every time he performed it, Chen Zong's usage of the Song of the Listening Wind became better.
Divine Intent attacks were hard to dodge and hard to defend against.
Kill!
Others took advantage of the opportunity to attack, and Rong was more seriously injured.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong unleashed two more bursts of power and performed the Song of the Listening to the Wind twice. The power of his Divine Will was almost depleted, and he felt as if his head was being pricked by needles. The excruciating pain made Chen Zong frown. He felt extremely uncomfortable and lost the ability to fight for a while.
After all, the Ninefold Mixed Killing Mystic Technique could also stack the power of the two attacks.
The other four people also erupted with power, disregarding everything else.
Attack!
Bombardment!
In an instant, Denglong was heavily injured. As his body trembled, he coughed up blood.
However, in that instant, he erupted again, brandishing his great mace to counterattack.
Mo Luoluo was directly hit and was sent flying. Blood spurted out from his mouth as his figure slowly faded. He was already dead.
It was extremely tragic!
Chen Zong did not attack again. Instead, he focused on recovering his power. Cultivation power could be recovered with the help of elixirs, but it was difficult to recover the power of his Divine Will. He could only recover it on his own.
The remaining three people attacked Denglong with all their might. Denglong stood where he was and continuously brandished his great mace to counterattack.
Boom!
Saintly Sky Tassel was also killed. However, Denglong staggered and his robe was torn apart.
Blood flowed out from his body as he panted heavily.
Deng Xing and Green Nightmare were the only ones who could fight, but they were also exhausted.
One of Deng Xing's arms drooped down, as weak as a snake that had its spine removed. Green Nightmare's leg was crippled, so his speed was limited.
"You're all dead." Denglong grinned. His aura was extremely dangerous.
"You're the one who's going to die." Deng Xing forced a smile and attacked again.
Green Nightmare also gave up on his speed. He gathered the last of his strength and performed the embryonic form of the Ao Wu again.
Collision!
The final collision.
Deng Xing and Green Nightmare flew backward and spat out blood. They fell to the ground and lost the ability to fight. Denglong retreated and staggered as if he was drunk. In the end, he knelt down on one knee and supported himself with his great mace to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
He squinted one of his eyes and blood flowed down from the corner of his eye. He looked at Deng Xing and Green Nightmare with the other eye and smiled.
A cruel smile!
Deng Xing and Green Nightmare were still alive, but they had fallen to the ground and could not get up immediately.
"Should we take this chance to kill them?" Some of the people who were watching the battle from afar were bold enough to think about it.
Their thoughts were like the temptation of the devil, growing crazily and uncontrollably.
Normally, they would not have dared to think about it. However, they were all heavily injured and seemed to have lost the ability to fight even though they were still alive.
Wasn't this the best chance to kill them all?
They had been killed by them before. If they killed them now, it would be the same as killing them back.
Finally, that thought could no longer be suppressed. The group of people immediately moved, exploding forth with their fastest speed. Without hesitation, they directly attacked Feng Xian, erupting with their most tyrannical attacks.
Denglong raised his head slightly and looked at them with a ferocious expression.
"A bunch of ants." As soon as he finished speaking, Hou once again burst forth with a terrifying power. The huge truncheon swept across the sky, bursting forth with a dark golden ring of stars that swept out. Immediately, all the incoming attacks were shattered, and Hou even counterattacked.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
"Oh no!"
"Run!"
In an instant, their expressions changed drastically. They were horrified.
However, they were still one step too late. Under the impact of the dark golden ring, these audacious people were all killed.
At the same time, a cold green light pierced through the sky.
Chen Zong attacked with his sword.
He gathered the last of his strength to perform the Wind's Extremity of the embryonic form of the Ao Wu. It was the fastest and sharpest sword.
After this attack, Denglong's strength was almost exhausted. He could not maintain the Nine Mysteries Protection Technique.
Facing Chen Zong's sudden attack, Denglong could not dodge at all. His reaction was even slower by a hair's breadth. This hair's breadth was the difference between life and death.
Piercing!
In an instant, Chen Zong's sword pierced through the center of Hou's brows. At the same time, Hou also launched a counterattack in this desperate situation. Hou shot out like a dragon, aiming for Chen Zong's body.
Mutual destruction!
Denglong and Chen Zong died almost at the same time.
However, they killed Denglong in the end.
With Denglong's death, everyone felt a repulsive force fall on them, as if trying to squeeze them out.
Sure enough, Denglong was the only disciple who survived. However, under the joint attack of six experts, he was killed in the end after a fierce battle.
Tragic!
This battle was truly incomparably tragic.
One thousand disciples quickly escaped from the ruins of the battle, which meant that this year's Disciples' Assembly was coming to an end.
Next, naturally, was the ranking.
One thousand disciples appeared in a spacious and huge hall. The hall was vast and majestic.
Soon after, a huge scroll appeared in the main hall. It opened naturally and fell down.
The gazes of all the disciples were attracted to the huge scroll.
"Top 100 List of the Disciples' Assembly!"
The seven words were very conspicuous and eye-catching.
Below the seven words, there was a blank space.
Immediately, at the bottom of the scroll, there seemed to be an invisible pen in the hand of a calligraphy grandmaster.
The first name appeared, emitting a silver-gray light. It became clear as it shone.
This name was at the bottom. Naturally, it was the 100th name.
Then, the invisible pen wrote the second name, which was the 99th name.
As the names appeared one after another, the thousand disciples stared at the scroll. When they saw their own names appear on it, some of them felt extremely excited. However, there were also some who frowned, as if they were not satisfied with their rankings.
Basically, those who frowned were full of confidence in their own strength. They thought that they could get a higher ranking, but their rankings were not satisfactory.
The last ten!
The last twenty!
The last thirty!
More and more names appeared, but Chen Zong did not see his name. He could not help but feel serious.
Could it be that he did not enter the top hundred?
That should be impossible. With the 700 points he had, it should not be a problem for him to enter the top hundred.
Now that the last fifty had been listed, did that mean that his ranking should be in the top fifty?
If one thousand disciples could see the list, naturally, the other disciples could see it too. That was because the image of the list had appeared outside.
"Chen Zong's name is not on it. Could it be that he did not enter the top ten?" Everyone in the Dao Alliance was paying close attention, especially Lin Ming. As the person who recommended Chen Zong to the Dao Alliance, he paid the most attention to Chen Zong.
"Only the top thirty are left. It seems that there is no hope."
"How can this be?" Lin Ming was confused. He felt that with Chen Zong's strength, he should be able to enter the top hundred.
Lin Ming was quite confident that Chen Zong would enter the top hundred. As for the top thirty, he had no confidence at all. After all, it was limited by race, talent, background, and so on.
It could be said that only the monster from ten thousand years ago from the human race had entered the top thirty. He was ranked thirteenth.
The twenty-ninth place was still not Chen Zong. The twenty-eighth place was still not Chen Zong.
As the names appeared one after another, the hearts of the Dao Alliance members gradually sank.
The chances of entering the top twenty were even lower.
Then, the thirteenth place was still not Chen Zong, nor was it a human. It was an Origin Clan member.
"It's hopeless," Ling Zhen said. "He can't enter the top ten."
No one in the Dao Alliance spoke.
"It's fine. Chen Zong's cultivation time is still too short. Let him stay in the Spirit Focus realm for another hundred years. I believe that in the next Disciple Assembly, his strength will increase again. He should be able to enter the top hundred." Finally, the Palace Lord spoke.
As if a hammer had struck the final nail, everyone fell silent. They could only accept this fact helplessly.
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