Wei Xiao Han was very depressed. He clearly felt that his battle prowess was superior to Chen Zong's, but in the end, he was defeated by Chen Zong's brilliant and ever-changing swordsmanship.
A defeat was a defeat, and there was no excuse for it.
"Thank you." Chen Zong clasped his fist.
Defeating Wei XiaoHan was not easy. Using more than thirty sword techniques, he completely disrupted Wei XiaoHan's rhythm and brought him into his own rhythm. The ingenious use of the Silk Sword and the final Cross Drop Strike was like a stroke of genius, but it consumed half of his inner strength.
"Chen Zong, you killed the disciples of the Silver Blade Castle several times. Today, I will seek justice for my dead junior brother." Someone from the Silver Blade Castle stood up and pointed his blade at Chen Zong. "But today, I will not kill you in front of Scholar Ye. I will only teach you a lesson."
"Shameless bastard, fight me if you dare." Guan Yunxi was angry.
Chen Zong had just fought, and everyone could see that he had used up a lot of energy. Fighting him now was taking advantage of him.
The disciples of the Proud Sword Manor and the Mountain Overlooking Courtyard looked at Chen Zong with disdain.
Everyone present was a genius, and they all had their own pride. They would not do something like taking advantage of others.
"Hmph, Chen Zong and the Silver Blade Castle have a blood feud. He is lucky that I did not kill him on the spot." The disciple of the Silver Blade Castle did not feel despised at all. Instead, he sneered and walked forward step by step. His aura was like an invisible blade that locked onto Chen Zong.
"Chen Zong, you are at the peak of the three-star level, and so am I. Do you dare to fight with me? If not, you will kneel down and apologize to us in front of everyone." The disciple of the Silver Blade Castle pressed on.
Guan Yunxi appeared beside Chen Zong with a fragrant wind.
"Junior brother, let me deal with him." Guan Yunxi said.
"Junior sister Guan, leave him to me." A hearty voice sounded, and a shadow flashed under the moonlight. A man in a moon-white robe had a smile on his face.
"Xia Zun Xing, this has nothing to do with you." The disciple of the Silver Saber Castle frowned. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes as he spoke coldly.
Xia Zun Xing, a disciple of the Mountain Overlook Courtyard, ranked fifth on the Mountaineering Roll. He was also ranked on the Young Dragon Roll and the Mighty Dragon Roll.
"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Xia, let me deal with him," Chen Zong said.
"Be careful." Guan Yunxi could hear the determination in Chen Zong's calm tone. Returning to the pavilion, Xia Zunxing ignored Chen Zong. He was here for Guan Yunxi.
In just a short while, he had recovered quite a bit of his inner strength that he had used up.
"Good, you have some guts." The disciple of the Silver Saber Castle sneered. His long saber pierced through the air and slashed toward Chen Zong fiercely. The saber light was bright and sharp. It cut through the night sky as if it was going to cut Chen Zong in half.
In an instant, Chen Zong had bypassed his opponent's blade and appeared at his side. His Ancient Imperial Sword was like a mountain that struck down.
The feeling of watching from the sidelines and fighting in person was completely different.
Chen Zong also knew that his inner strength had not fully recovered. It was only about seventy percent of its peak state. It was not suitable for a long battle. As soon as he made his move, he attacked like a storm. Different sword techniques were used alternately.
Although he knew that Chen Zong was proficient in many sword techniques and was mentally prepared, he realized that he could not keep up with the rhythm in a real battle.
But this person's saber technique was superb. With a saber in hand, no matter how Chen Zong changed his sword techniques, he always defended with his silver saber.
Fight, fight, fight!
Saber light and sword shadow!
The saber pressure filled the air and the sword Qi was everywhere.
Cracks appeared on the ground as a result of the impact.
Compared to Wei Xiao, the disciple of the Silver Saber Castle was stronger. He seized the opportunity and immediately launched a counterattack.
Silver Saber Splitting Mountain!
Shocking Dust Steps!
Chen Zong quickly retreated and rushed forward again. His long sword was like an arrow leaving the bow.
The long saber whistled like a whirlwind. The saber light raged like a storm that crushed everything.
Chen Zong changed his sword technique again.
Cloud and Mist Sword Technique!
The two swords seemed to disappear into the air and turned into clouds. When the wind blew, the clouds seemed to disperse. But they were bound by an invisible force. It was hard to distinguish what was real and what was not.
Chen Zong's figure disappeared as if he had merged into the clouds. The clouds and mist covered the disciple of the Silver Saber Castle. They could not see him clearly and could not touch him. Only the continuous sound like raindrops hitting on iron plates could be heard.
"He can cultivate the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique to such a level in such a short time." Lin Mingxuan was surprised. He was a disciple of the Mountain Overlook Yard and ranked fourth on the Mountaineering List. He majored in the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique and had already reached the Tittle Realm.
Now he saw that Chen Zong's Cloud and Mist Sword Technique had reached the Consummate Realm and was only a step away from the Tittle Realm. He could not help but be surprised.
The Cloud and Mist Sword Technique belonged to the Mountain Overlook Yard and did not spread outside. Chen Zong could only master it after he entered the Mountain Overlook Yard.
Suddenly, in the clouds and mist, two dazzling rays of light seemed to be able to cut through everything.
Gold Cutting Jade Breaking Sword Technique!
This was the ultimate move of an incomplete Earth Level sword technique. It was extremely sharp.
Silver Saber Parting the Sea!
Rolling Thunder Nine Strikes!
The saber and sword clashed.
Chen Zong held the Ancient Sword in front of him and blocked the opponent's saber. The Red Thunder Sword broke through the sky and struck nine times in an instant, forcing the Silver Saber Castle disciple to retreat.
Flying Dragon Sword!
The sword soared into the sky like a flying dragon.
As the Silver Saber Castle disciple retreated, he hurriedly waved his saber to block, but he was knocked back again.
Once, twice, thrice. Chen Zong seized the opportunity and did not give the opponent any time to recover.
Not long after, the Silver Saber Castle disciple retreated to the pavilion with a pale face. Behind him was the pillar of the pavilion. There was no way out.
They wanted to teach Chen Zong a lesson, but they failed. Instead, they were suppressed. Especially when Chen Zong had just fought a battle and had used up a lot of his energy.
The Silver Saber Castle disciples did not look good either.
Chen Zong stood in front of the Silver Saber Castle disciple's pavilion. He glanced at them and asked loudly, "Is there anyone else from the Silver Saber Castle who wants to fight with me?"
Although he had less than 30% of his internal strength left, he was not afraid at all.
After winning two battles in a row, Chen Zong's momentum had reached its peak. The combat power he could display was also one or two times stronger than usual.
Chen Zong asked, but no one from the Silver Saber Castle responded.
Indeed, as long as they were willing to fight, they could definitely defeat Chen Zong. However, they would not be able to regain their face.
Chen Zong had used up a lot of his energy. He had already lost face once, so he could not lose face again.
"Brother Chen, your swordsmanship is exquisite. I'm excited to see it. After you rest, I want to fight with you. What do you think?" A disciple from the Proud Sword Villa said with a smile. His eyes were shining.
"Okay." Chen Zong looked back. He did not see any provocation in the disciple's eyes. He nodded.
When he returned to the pavilion, Shi Huanyue's beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity and admiration. Guan Yunxi took out a pill and gave it to Chen Zong. It was used to recover his internal strength.
It was like a small farce. After that, there were people who challenged him again.
Every one of them had the combat power of a Three-Star Warrior. Some of them were at the peak of the Three-Star Realm, and some were even at the peak. The battles between them were very exciting.
After a while, Chen Zong's internal strength had completely recovered. As for his physical strength, he had already recovered to the peak. During the recovery period, he carefully recalled the previous two battles and looked for his shortcomings to improve.
This kind of gathering was very rare. One had to know that not everyone could gather so many super geniuses and spar with each other. Every battle had its own uniqueness, and there were things that were worth learning from.
Chen Zong also noticed that Qiu Honglie glanced at him from time to time. It was like a sharp sword that was going to pierce through him. There was an inexplicable hostility in the depth of Qiu Honglie's eyes, which confused Chen Zong.
After all, it was the first time that he had seen Qiu Honglie. Where did the hostility come from?
Two more battles ended. Both of them had their own victories and defeats. However, such victories and defeats were not a big deal. After all, it was not a life-and-death battle. If it was a life-and-death battle, it was not impossible for a peak Three-Star Warrior to kill a peak Three-Star Warrior.
"Mr. Ye, you practice swordsmanship. We, the Proud Sword Villa, focus on swordsmanship. I, Wang Chengzhi, overestimated myself. I would like to ask for your permission. "A disciple from the Proud Sword Villa stood up.
Wang Chengzhi, ranked third on the Proud Sword List, was also the most powerful disciple of the Proud Sword Villa who came to this gathering. He had the combat power of an extreme Three-Star Warrior.
What was surprising was that he dared to challenge Ye Feifan.
Ye Feifan had the combat power of a late Four-Star Warrior. The gap between a Three-Star Warrior and a Four-Star Warrior was obvious.
"Since you asked for it, I will help you." Ye Feifan was also stunned. He did not expect that someone would challenge him. However, he still showed respect and smiled, "I will only use one sword."
"Please." Wang Chengzhi appeared more than ten meters away from the main pavilion like a flash of light. He pulled out his long sword and held it up in front of him.
It felt different from Gu Yu. It felt like he could attack and defend at the same time.
Wang Chengzhi did not have the slightest intention to attack. The combat power of an extreme Three-Star Warrior was not weak. However, compared with a late Four-Star Warrior, the gap was too big. Even if he used his strongest sword art, he could not hurt Ye Feifan at all.
Therefore, he would rather wait for his opponent to use his sword.
Ye Feifan was still sitting on the stone chair. He had no intention to stand up.
"Sir, please be careful. I am going to use my sword." Ye Feifan reminded Wang Chengzhi. Wang Chengzhi squinted his eyes and stared at Ye Feifan's sword.
Everyone was attracted to Ye Feifan's sword. They did not even blink. Even Shi Huanyue, a Four-Star Warrior, opened her eyes wide.
After reminding Ye Feifan and giving him enough time to prepare, Ye Feifan's right hand slowly approached the sword hilt. Then, he opened his five fingers and grasped the sword hilt.
A pleasant sound of the sword came into everyone's ears. It was melodious and crisp, as if it came from the sky. It moved people's hearts.
For the first time, Chen Zong felt that the sound of the sword being unsheathed could be so pleasant. It was like the beautiful music played by the strings of a zither. The sound lingered in his ears.
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