"Senior Brother Ma's Mountain-Measuring Ruler weighs eight hundred and eighty-eight Jin."
"It's hard to imagine that Senior Brother Ma has been carrying such a heavy Mountain-Measuring Ruler all the time except when he sleeps."
The standard limit of a warrior's body was one thousand Jin. Using one thousand Jin of strength to carry almost nine hundred Jin of weight was a huge burden. It might not be a big deal in a short period of time, but after a long period of time, one's whole body might be crushed.
However, Ma Zhengyu's strength limit was not one thousand Jin, but one thousand five hundred Jin. Of course, carrying almost nine hundred Jin of weight with one thousand five hundred Jin of weight was also a huge challenge. However, Ma Zhengyu did not just use his body to bear the weight, he also used some of his inner strength to share the burden, allowing himself to constantly refine his inner strength.
This was a method that Ma Zhengyu found in an ancient book. After a long period of weight bearing training, the inner strength that had already reached its limit would change again and become even purer. Ma Zhengyu had already felt the benefits of this method.
Below the battle stage, each and every one of the disciples widened their eyes in excitement.
"Cold Face, how long do you think that Chen Zong can withstand Ma Zhengyu's weight?" The red-haired Yang Santian said lazily. He was ranked sixty-third on the Mountaineering Ranking. In terms of strength, he was much stronger than Ma Zhengyu. Under normal circumstances, he would not have come to watch the battle. However, he just happened to come back from outside and decided to take a look.
"Within ten moves." Leng Dao held his long blade with both hands. His eyes were sharp, as if the blade could cut through everything. His voice was equally cold. Leng Dao was also ranked sixty-second on the Mountaineering Ranking.
"Why don't we have a bet too?" Yang Santian rolled his eyes and said, "You think Ma Zhengyu can defeat Chen Zong within ten moves, but I think it will take twenty moves."
"Bet on what?" Leng Dao's expression did not change.
"If you lose, lend me your Cold Light Blade for a few days." As soon as Yang Santian finished speaking, a cold murderous intent fell on his body like ice water from the extreme north. Yang Santian could not help but tremble slightly.
"As long as the blade is here, so will the man." Leng Dao's voice was not only cold, but also murderous.
"Forget it, I can't communicate with you." Yang Santian did not dare to talk about the Cold Light Blade anymore. He knew Leng Dao's temper.
"Take my attack." Ma Zhengyu shouted in a low voice. He raised the Mountain-Measuring Ruler and slashed it down fiercely. It was like a big knife, but it gave Chen Zong a feeling that it was as if a mountain was falling down. It was so heavy that the pressure formed by the ruler directly froze the air below, making it impossible for him to breathe. He felt that his whole body was bound.
"Slash!"
The Red Thunder Sword was completely unsheathed, turning into a red sword light. Like a red arc of light, it tore apart the invisible ruler pressure and slashed towards Ma Zhengyu.
Both sides were only using ordinary moves.
To Ma Zhengyu, winning or losing those bets had nothing to do with him.
When the ruler and the sword collided, an ear-piercing sound reverberated, as if a demon's voice was piercing through one's brain. It was extremely uncomfortable. Once again, to Ma Zhengyu's surprise, Chen Zong's sword was not knocked away, nor was it repelled.
"What a strong inner force and physical strength," Instructor Liu said to himself, but he did not doubt that Chen Zong's cultivation method was a Peerless Earth Level cultivation method.
Swinging his sword, it was like raindrops falling from the sky. Every strike contained an extremely terrifying impact force, and the speed was even more astonishing. Dense, scarlet sword light came from all directions, like arrows shot out from a strong bow after being pulled to a full moon, shooting out in rapid succession.
Ma Zhengyu looked dignified. He could only feel wave after wave of horrifying power coming at him. It was forceful and fierce, as if it was going to penetrate him from all directions.
"Unity of Essence, Qi, and Spirit!"
"Measuring a Mountain with a Foot!"
With the help of his inner force, Ma Zhengyu performed his moves. The Mountain-Measuring Ruler, which was originally 1.2 meters long, seemed to stretch continuously until it was the size of a door. It firmly protected Ma Zhengyu and blocked all of Chen Zong's attacks from all directions.
Like a mountain, it did not move an inch.
Without waiting for Chen Zong's next attack, Ma Zhengyu waved the Mountain-Measuring Ruler. The strong wind roared, and the Mountain-Measuring Ruler seemed to be infinitely enlarged. It soared into the sky as if it was going to measure the size of a mountain, and then it slammed down fiercely.
The roar was dull like rolling thunder, and the momentum was vast as if a mountain had collapsed. Below the battle stage, many disciples felt their hearts palpitate and had difficulty breathing. Their hearts seemed to have jumped out of their throats.
Chen Zong looked up slightly with a slightly dignified expression.
It was very powerful. If he had not practiced the Chaotic Heaven Breaking Energy, he would not have been able to withstand this attack.
But now …
Lightning swept across the sky!
The sword tore through the sky like lightning, and collided with the falling Mountain-Measuring Ruler.
Countless forces burst out, rolling and shaking like endless waves. The two figures collided again and again in the midst of it.
Sword and Ruler!
The moment they passed each other, they each attacked dozens of times, and countless sparks splashed out.
Below the battle stage, some of the disciples' faces became more and more gloomy because a few more moves had passed. There was only one move left before the 20th move.
"Senior Brother Ma, kill him in one move."
"Yes, kill him in one move."
The group of disciples who bet that Chen Zong would lose in 20 moves shouted one after another, forming layers upon layers of sound.
Ma Tianyu acted as if he did not hear them and was not disturbed at all. In fact, he also wanted to kill Chen Zong in one move, but Chen Zong's strength surprised him. Chen Zong was very strong, and definitely had a two-star combat strength.
What was even more strange was that from the start of the battle until now, Ma Zhengyu could feel that Chen Zong's inner strength was at the early stage of the Eighth Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm.
In other words, Chen Zong's cultivation could really be at the early stage of the Eighth Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm.
A martial artist who was only at the early stage of the Eighth Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm had a two-star combat strength. When his cultivation reached the peak of the Ninth Cycle of the Qi Refining Realm, how many stars would he have?
He would definitely have a three-star combat strength, and maybe even a four-star combat strength.
Ma Zhengyu's heart could not help but tremble at the thought of a four-star combat strength.
The sword light was like a waterfall. Ma Zhengyu quickly collected his thoughts and focused on defending.
His spirit, essence, and soul combined, causing his strength to be more condensed. The Mountain-Measuring Ruler, which weighed almost nine hundred pounds, was as light as a feather in his hand.
Slash, slash, slash!
The Mountain-Measuring Ruler was like a giant knife, slashing down continuously. It was not sharp, but it carried the weight of a mountain.
"Two Feet Mountain Movement!"
Ma Zhengyu leaped up in the air. He held the Mountain-Measuring Ruler with both hands and channeled the Astral Flow Force into the Mountain-Measuring Ruler. The shadows of the mountains on the Mountain-Measuring Ruler shone brightly, as if they had been activated. As the Mountain-Measuring Ruler slashed down, the shadows of the mountains appeared out of thin air, suppressing Chen Zong.
Each of the shadows of the mountains carried a heavy force, weighing more than ten thousand pounds. The moment they slammed down, the force was unbelievably strong. The Mountain-Measuring Ruler had not completely slashed down, but the terrifying pressure had already landed on Chen Zong's body. Tiny cracks appeared on the hard ground of the battle stage.
"Ma Zhengyu's move has improved again." Yang Santian touched his chin and said casually. His tone was light, and he did not take Ma Zhengyu seriously. After all, his strength was much stronger than Ma Zhengyu's.
"If Chen Zong's strength is like this, it would be hard for him to block it." Leng Dao said.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong instantly entered the state of Spirit, Essence, and Soul. An indescribable aura spread out.
"Perfection of Spirit, Essence, and Soul!" Instructor Liu's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief. Then, he became excited. This time, the Mountain Overlook Courtyard had picked up a treasure.
Yang Santian and Leng Dao also widened their eyes. Because they had also reached the state of Spirit, Essence, and Soul, they were very familiar with Chen Zong's state.
"Chaotic Heaven Breaking Energy … Lightning Mountain Splitting Lightning!"
The sword light, which was red and gray, was like thunder. It tore the sky apart and descended with a destructive will. In an instant, it shattered the shadows of the mountains.
The sword and the Mountain-Measuring Ruler collided, and a terrifying force burst out, causing the Mountain-Measuring Ruler to fly backward.
"Slash!" Chen Zong roared. His sword struck down like a thunderbolt, ruthlessly slashing down.
"Mountain-Measuring Ruler!"
Ma Zhengyu's expression changed drastically. He quickly unleashed his strength and blocked the attack with the Mountain-Measuring Ruler. This was a defensive ruler technique. It could even block attacks that were slightly stronger than it.
The sword slashed down, and the lightning was shattered. But this was just the beginning.
"Chaotic Heaven Breaking Energy … Limitless Lightning!"
Chen Zong leaped up, holding the sword with both hands. He kept slashing down. As soon as a new lightning appeared, another one followed closely behind.
The sword and the sword connected in an endless chain.
Slash, slash, slash!
Everyone's eyes widened, and they were all astonished.
"That's not right. Senior Brother Ma Zhengyu is being suppressed."
"How can Chen Zong be so powerful?"
At this moment, no one cared about how many moves Chen Zong would take. Instead, they were shocked by Chen Zong's strength, which was completely beyond their expectations.
What they cared about now was whether Chen Zong could defeat Ma Zhengyu.
Slash after slash seemed endless. Ma Zhengyu's hands trembled, and his body gradually became numb. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he gradually lost his strength.
"Lightning Striking Wood!"
"Lightning Mountain Splitting Lightning!"
After two slashes, Chen Zong leaped up again with the help of the recoil. Then, he turned around and faced down.
"Extreme Flash Thunder Killing Sword!"
With a sizzling sound, as if countless electric arcs were wandering around, they all poured into the Red Thunder Sword, shining with dazzling light.
"Lightning!" Someone exclaimed.
That slash was like a thunderbolt that tore the sky apart, descending with endless dominance and destruction.
"Three Feet Shattering Mountains!"
Ma Zhengyu let out a roar, and the Astral Flow Force gushed out. The Mountain-Measuring Ruler seemed to have grown in size, and after swinging its arms in a circle, it was like a flood dragon coming out of the abyss. Shadows of mountains appeared one after another, and then, they were all shattered by the ruler. Every time a shadow of a mountain was shattered, the ruler light would become stronger, and its power would become more tyrannical.
Ruler and sword!
A head-on collision.
The light was so dazzling that only one figure could be vaguely seen rushing up, and another figure was thrown back.
Chen Zong quickly landed. His powerful strength left two footprints on the battle stage. The Red Thunder Sword trembled slightly, making a slight buzzing sound.
Ma Zhengyu kept retreating until he reached the edge of the battle stage. His palm holding the Mountain-measuring Ruler was cracked, and blood was dripping down. His arms were trembling, and he was weak and pale.
Below the battle stage, there was no sound.
Everyone could see that Ma Zhengyu was completely at a disadvantage.
Without saying anything, Ma Zhengyu turned around and jumped off the battle stage. Everyone could see that he almost fell to the ground. He was staggering. Obviously, he was holding on.
"I announce that Chen Zong has succeeded in his challenge and is ranked 89th on the mountaineering list." Mentor Liu's voice was full of excitement.
But the surroundings fell into an eerie silence.
"Brother Chen, good job!" Lin Ji came to his senses and shouted excitedly, which woke everyone up. Ma Zhengyang looked as if his parents had died. Even his cousin, whom he always relied on, had been defeated. What else could he use to deal with Chen Zong? Now, he owed him 120 spirit shells, and he didn't know when he could pay it off.
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