Chen Zong returned to the second seat and sat down. Everyone's eyes fell on him, as if they were trying to see through him.
"My brother is really powerful." Xia Tiechao smiled. Although he knew that Chen Zong's combat strength had reached the peak of the six-star level, he had never seen Chen Zong fight with his own eyes.
The shock still lingered in everyone's hearts. As the first person to be eliminated, Lin Kui could only stand in the Black Light Sect's camp and become a spectator. However, he was very unwilling to accept this and was gnashing his teeth in hatred.
"My second challenge." Wu Zisu said with a dignified expression. He glanced at Chen Zong's face and gave up challenging Chen Zong directly.
Lin Kui could not withstand one finger, so he estimated that he would not be far behind.
Needless to say, Xiao Mingjin was defeated just now and he was no match for him. As for Chi Changfeng, he was also very strong and he was no match for him.
In the end, Wu Zisu's eyes fell on Qing Chen who was in the first seat.
"You want to challenge me?" Qing Chen asked with a smile. His tone was neither high nor low and seemed indifferent.
"That's right." Wu Zisu said seriously. In fact, he was not clear about Qing Chen's background. He did not know whether Qing Chen was strong or weak, but he could only choose this way. Perhaps, he could win.
"You are no match for me, but since you chose me, I'll give you a chance." Qing Chen said as he slowly got up and walked to the three fierce battle rings. His steps were calm as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in his back garden.
"Not necessarily." Wu Zisu let out a loud roar as all of his Inner Strength erupted. Immediately after, he used a secret technique and an even more tyrannical aura rushed out from his body. In the air above his head, it was as if the shadow of a giant axe had condensed out of thin air.
This was the unique secret technique of the Giant Axe Sect. Once performed, it could increase one's attack power by 30%, directly increasing Wu Zisu's combat strength by a small level.
Holding the small Earth-shattering Axe with both hands, he suddenly jumped and slashed at Qing Chen.
"Earth-shattering Three Slashes!"
With a roar, Wu Zisu waved three times in a row, turning into three tyrannical Axe Shadows. Each of the Axe Shadows seemed to be able to split the heavens and earth, and then converged into one, turning into a giant Axe Light that was overpowering the heavens and earth.
This axe seemed to be able to split the earth. It was incomparably powerful.
Far away, many cultivators' complexions changed drastically as they retreated in horror. This kind of imposing aura was too strong, making them feel as if their bodies were about to be split apart and turned into dust.
It was unbearable.
Qing Chen's expression did not change at all in the face of Wu Zisu's full-powered attack. He was so calm, as if nothing in this world could move him.
When the axe landed, Qing Chen's body was directly split in half. The tough Ferocious Three Ferocious Battle Platform was unable to withstand this attack, and a crack several meters long appeared on it.
Qing Chen, who had been split in half, dissipated like smoke. That was not his real body, but an afterimage.
Where did his real body go?
While everyone was looking around, Wu Zisu suddenly flew backwards. Like a meteor, he flew across the sky and landed a few dozen meters away. His whole body fell to the ground. His whole body was limp and powerless. He couldn't move. The small Earth Splitting Axe fell to the side. The sharp edge of the axe was stuck in the ground, shining coldly.
"What happened?"
"I don't know. Why did Wu Zisu suddenly fly out of the Battle Platform?"
The people of the Giant Axe Sect immediately ran over and helped Wu Zisu up. Wu Zisu's body was limp, but his face was full of horror.
"How strange." Chen Zong slightly narrowed his eyes and said secretly.
In that instant, Qing Chen dodged Wu Zisu's giant axe, leaving behind only an afterimage. The moment the afterimage was destroyed, Qing Chen appeared in front of Wu Zisu. His palm struck Wu Zisu's abdomen, sending him flying. At the same time, all the strength in Wu Zisu's body dissipated. His limbs felt weak and powerless, as if all the bones in his body had been sucked out.
Fast, Qing Chen's speed was extremely fast, and his body movement was very mysterious. His attacking method was also very strange, which made Chen Zong very surprised and curious.
"This guy's fighting method is very strange."
The True Martial Realm experts were all able to see Qing Chen's movements, and it was precisely because they could see it that they felt it was inconceivable.
After easily defeating Wu Zisu, Qing Chen's face didn't reveal any trace of happiness or complacency. He was still as calm as ever, as if everything was as it should be. To him, Wu Zisu was nothing, he didn't even have the qualifications to be his opponent.
Returning to the first seat, Qing Chen's eyes stared straight ahead, as though he was staring into the distance.
"Who is the third challenger?" Hui Ziyue coughed twice before asking.
The remaining three challengers were all extremely secretive and low-profile. Not many people knew about them.
"Senior Sister Misty, my seat isn't stable. Why don't I hand it over to you?" Leng Ning abruptly stood up, as she spoke to the beautiful woman in the Hundred Flower Robes.
"Hehe, many thanks, Junior Sister." The beautiful woman in the Hundred Flower Robes laughed, not bothering to be polite at all.
Leng Ning voluntarily left the fifth seat because she finally understood that the other four challengers all had extraordinary combat prowess. At the very least, they were all at the six-star level. As for herself, she was only at the five-star level. The disparity was too obvious.
Not only that, as for the remaining three challengers, the Hundred Flower Robes Misty Misty was also from the Shadowmist Sect, but her combat prowess was many times higher than hers. As for the other two challengers, they were from the Great Axe Sect and Black Light Sect respectively. Their combat prowess was also much higher compared to Wu Zisu and Lin Gong.
Under such circumstances, no matter who Leng Ning fought against, she would definitely be defeated. Not only that, she would be utterly defeated, with no way to resist.
Since this was the case, she might as well admit defeat herself. That way, she wouldn't be defeated too badly, just like Wu Zisu and Lin Gong.
After Leng Ning admitted defeat, the Hundred Flower Robes Misty Misty sat down in the fifth seat.
Right now, the rankings of the five contenders had yet to be determined. This was only temporary. Only after the battles between the top five had concluded would it be the next round.
"Do you want to go first, or should I?" The white-robed young man asked the black-robed young man.
"Of course it's me." The black-clothed young man sneered. His long and narrow eyes flashed with a sharp glint that was as sharp as a blade. His expression was cold as he looked directly at Chi Changfeng's face. "Do you want me to invite you down?"
"You will soon know how wrong it was to challenge me." Chi Changfeng coldly laughed, his tone as cold as the northern wind.
Then, like a gust of wind, Chi Changfeng leaped into the air and kicked out fiercely. His tyrannical inner strength surged and the air beneath his leg was directly repelled. This kick gave people the feeling that it was like a thick spear piercing through the air and bombarding towards them. The wind and clouds were vast and mighty.
The black-robed young man's countenance drastically changed. The power of this kick had exceeded his expectations. But shortly after, a cold smile appeared on his face. Only now would things be interesting. He hadn't wasted his time participating in the tournament.
His palms were like sabers, slashing upwards. A black-colored saber light lacerated the air, bringing with it a terrifying sharpness that seemed capable of slicing the heavens apart.
Like a long spear and like a black saber, when they collided in an instant, there was a faint sound of metal clashing, and an extremely sharp Qi burst forth.
The black-robed young man took three steps back, while Chi Changfeng's body turned in midair and landed on the ground.
"You have some skills. You deserve my true strength." As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Changfeng quickly pulled out the spear shaft from his back. With a sharp clang, they combined into a silver spear that was almost two meters long. The tip of the spear was as bright as a mirror, reflecting everything.
With the spear in hand, Chi Changfeng's aura instantly changed, becoming sharp and fierce.
"You deserve my true strength," the black-robed young man said with a cold smile. He touched his waist with his right hand, and a black light shot out. A long black saber appeared in his hand. The long saber swayed endlessly. It was a soft saber.
There weren't many warriors who practiced soft swords. After all, soft swords were difficult to master. There were even fewer warriors who practiced soft sabers. Compared to soft swords, soft sabers were even harder to master.
However, if this kind of strange weapon was successfully cultivated, it would often be able to exert a terrifying power. It was very difficult to deal with.
Therefore, when the black-robed young man pulled out his soft saber, whether it was Qing Chen, Chen Zong, or Chi Changfeng, who was the enemy of the black-robed young man, they were all slightly startled.
With a light flick of his wrist, the black soft saber rippled out circles of black ripples. The ripples were formed by the saber light, and they filled the surroundings, making it impossible to see where the saber was.
"Break!" With a low shout, Chi Changfeng's words contained the sharpness of the spear. He held the spear with both hands and directly thrust it forward.
This thrust seemed to be able to destroy thousands of soldiers and horses, as if it could pierce through a mountain. It completely displayed Chi Changfeng's amazing attainments in spear techniques.
"What an amazing foundation," Chen Zong couldn't help but think to himself.
Any martial artist who practiced martial arts would start from the basics. However, most martial artists, after mastering the basics and having a certain level of cultivation, would practice more advanced martial arts. They would not pay much attention to the basics. After all, under normal circumstances, the power of basic martial arts could not be compared with that of ranked martial arts.
However, those true geniuses would often pay attention to the basics and take care of the basics well. A solid foundation could provide convenience for subsequent practice, and it could also strengthen one's combat power.
No matter how the saber light filled the air, it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. There was no need for me to distinguish between the real and the fake.
This was Chi Changfeng's spear technique, and it was also his fighting style.
The black-robed young man's expression changed slightly. The black saber light burned even more fiercely and filled the surroundings, directly wrapping around his body.
The densely packed sound of metal clashing continued, and countless sparks flew. This was caused by the black soft saber striking the silver long spear again and again. However, the silver long spear was incomparably firm, and the black soft saber's frantic strikes were like an ant trying to shake a tree. It could not be shaken.
With one thrust of the spear, the black soft saber's attacks were all blocked and then broken. Immediately after, the black-robed young man was pierced by the spear and quickly dissipated. It was just an afterimage.
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