Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! As the wind blew, everyone stared at the same spot, dumbfounded.
Like a small tornado, it swept out of the Coliseum, making an amazing whistling sound, and quickly swept toward the Coliseum.
"My brother …" Xia Tiechao was startled at first, but then he smiled and said, "He's really creative."
"The world of geniuses is always so unpredictable," a Yunlong Guard said with a smile.
That's right, that small tornado was Chen Zong.
After being hit by Qing Chen's cyan meteor, his whole body was blown away. He was already a few meters away from the battle stage and was about to fall down. In this situation, there was no way to reverse the situation. Falling down from the battle stage was equivalent to losing the battle.
However, Chen Zong's entire body suddenly shook. His four limbs stretched out, and then, he started to spin in the air like a top. It must be known that even if a True Martial Realm martial artist did not cultivate any special martial arts, it would still be difficult for them to achieve this.
After all, he was in the air and was sent flying. He did not prepare in advance and had no place to borrow strength. It was difficult to even move, let alone Chen Zong, who turned into a whirlwind.
What they did not know was that Chen Zong had mastered the power of someone who was half a step away from the Completion of the Strength Training Realm. His control of his body was amazing. His internal strength filled every part of his body. When it contracted, it tilted like a flood. One side was light, and the other side was heavy. Naturally, his body started to spin.
He spun faster and faster, turning into a whirlwind and floating toward the Coliseum.
When he landed, the whistling sound weakened and the spinning speed slowed down. The whirlwind also disappeared.
"Good." Qing Chen was startled. Then, a smile appeared on his face. His body trembled slightly, and the cyan light gushed out again. It was like a burning flame. The strong aura once again filled the Coliseum.
Chen Zong shook his two swords. The sound of the swords was melodious, as if it came from the sky. The sword light swayed and shone in all directions. Around him, there seemed to be invisible sharpness gushing out.
At this moment, Chen Zong immediately gave people a different feeling.
The cyan palm imprints broke through the air and bombarded Chen Zong continuously. Chen Zong's footsteps were extremely fast on the broken battle platform. His silhouette was erratic, sometimes he would rush out, sometimes he would suddenly stop. Only after being bombarded by the palm imprints did he realize that he was merely a shadow.
Avoiding the dozen cyan palm prints, the red sword light tore through the air like lightning. With a sharp whistling sound, it pierced toward Qing Chen. The Mountain-Beheading Sword from bottom to top, aimed at Qing Chen's waist.
Qing Chen suddenly felt that Chen Zong was different from before. he was. before, he had been restrained, but now he was free.
Once he was free, he could fight.....
The two swords were incomparably sharp. The sword light was like a flood dragon striking the water, overturning rivers and seas. The feeling of attacking without restraint was wonderful.
...... and he had.. Chen Zong....... Chen Zong......... He...... He. was.... he..... he.....
Like a tiger out of the cage, like a dragon rising from the abyss.
Chen Zong's two swords became incomparably agile. As they moved, their sharpness was threatening.
"That's the feeling." Qing Chen was secretly happy.
"Is this his true strength?" Chi Chang Feng and the others were shocked, and they all thought to themselves.
In the previous battle between Chi Changfeng and Chen Zong, Chen Zong was not in this state. Now, he was obviously much stronger.
"This is the demeanor of a great national scholar," a Yunlong Guard said in a low voice.
Compared to before, it was like a bright pearl compared to a grain of sand.
Chen Zong seemed to have broken free. He performed all the Earth-level sword techniques he had learned.
Under the performance of Chen Zong's two swords, every sword technique released the strongest power. Countless sword lights filled the surroundings. They were like countless dragons flying through the clouds and rain, drowning Qing Chen.
In just an instant, Qing Chen was attacked by countless sword lights from all directions. He could clearly feel that each sword light contained a different force.
The sword lights were either sharp, domineering, strong, flexible, cold, fast, or heavy …
Qing Chen found it hard to imagine that there was someone who could cultivate so many different sword techniques. Moreover, he could cultivate all of them to the Minute Subtlety Realm and unleash their full power.
Different sword techniques contained different forces and attacking methods. Qing Chen used his palm to resist. He could break one, two, three, or even ten sword lights, but he gradually felt the pressure increase.
There were too many sword techniques. The sword moves were different, and the changes of forces were also different. If there was no counter, he would have to use more force to break them. Qing Chen's internal force was very strong. It could deal with many changes of forces, but it was not omnipotent.
It was as if he had fallen into a world of sword lights. Even when he breathed, he felt like he was breathing in sword lights. His lungs hurt.
Qing Chen ignored that feeling and took a deep breath. Suddenly, the swaying green light around his body shrank and burst out crazily.
The extremely strong force broke the limit in an instant. The roar was like a landslide, and the surrounding sword lights were instantly destroyed.
Then, Qing Chen put his palms together and faced each other. The green light was like lightning, shining in all directions. Even Qing Chen's eyes seemed to have a trace of green light shining like stars.
"Cut!" It was like a Sanskrit chant. The void shook. Qing Chen's palms suddenly separated. A green light was so strong that no one could look at it directly. It turned into a green blade and slashed through the air.
"What a strange attack."
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
All of them widened their eyes in shock.
Chen Zong was also very surprised. Saber Qi and Sword Qi were not considered rare among martial artists in the Force Training Realm, but this kind of attack was very strange. He could feel that it was not an attack similar to Saber Qi or Sword Qi, but an attack similar to a real saber or sword.
The speed of the cyan blade was astonishing. With a sharp whistle that made one's scalp go numb and their hair stand on end, it brazenly slashed towards him.
Chen Zong did not dodge. His two swords followed a mysterious trajectory. The green blade seemed to have a mind of its own. It avoided Chen Zong's first attack, but it could not avoid the second one.
Metal clashed and sparks flew. The strong force went straight through the sword.
But the green blade was also cut in half.
Holding his sword, he drew two streaks in the air as he swiftly charged towards Qing Chen like a flying swan. Suddenly, Chen Zong felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't have time to turn around to look as he hurriedly executed the Shocking Dust Steps, using his fastest speed to dash to the side, keeping his body low.
Sharp whistles sounded in the air from both sides. The sharp breath felt like it could cut open one's scalp. Chen Zong also saw two green lights flashing through the corner of his eye.
Wasn't that the green blade that he had just cut in half?
Was it cut in half?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, the two green blades turned back in two arcs in the air like swallows. They crossed from the left and the right and attacked Chen Zong.
He did not move at all. When the two green blades were about to attack him, his sword came out like a dragon.
Under the two swords, the two green blades were cut in half again. Chen Zong's eyes were fixed on it. He saw that the broken green blades had become four smaller blades.
Although he did not know the secret, Chen Zong was sure that it was a very strange martial art. After being cut in half, the blades would become more numerous and more difficult to deal with.
In this case, he would not cut them in half, but cut them into pieces.
The sword moved according to his heart. The two swords were like dragons flying in the air. As they wriggled, they hit the four green blades almost at the same time. The swords trembled slightly. The domineering Chaotic Origin Breaking Force was like a flowing sea. The four green blades were instantly shattered into countless green light spots.
In the green light all over the sky, Chen Zong rushed toward Qing Chen like a flash of lightning. He was light but fierce.
Countless sword lights swallowed Qing Chen again.
He was fighting to his heart's content. This kind of battle made Chen Zong let out a long roar. His roar was like the roar of thunder. It contained a sonorous sound, like the sound of divine swords fighting. It made people's blood boil and their hearts surge.
Qing Chen broke out again. After destroying the sword lights, he pulled away like a green meteor.
"Qing Chen, show me your full strength." Chen Zong roared. Everyone was shocked. This was not Qing Chen's full strength.
Then what level has his combat strength reached?
"I thought your combat strength was only so-so. I was a little disappointed." Qing Chen smiled and said unhurriedly. In the fierce battle just now, his breathing was still steady and long. There was no sweat on his forehead. Apparently, the fierce battle just now did not consume much of his energy. "But now I know I was wrong. You can make me use my full strength."
"Come on." Chen Zong smiled. He was in high spirits and his fighting spirit was soaring.
"Then … Next … I will use the power of the bloodline …"
"My combat strength … will surpass the limit!"
Qing Chen's words suddenly became erratic. The last two words were low and heavy like a drum. It made people's hearts beat uncontrollably. They were inexplicably filled with anticipation.
At the same time, Qing Chen's aura changed rapidly. It seemed to have become lighter and more profound.
Vaguely, Chen Zong felt that something in Qing Chen's body seemed to be awakening.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to attack. He gave Qing Chen time to use his full strength and break through the limit. Only then could he fight to his heart's content.
"The power of the bloodline …"
"What kind of power is that?"
Chen Zong thought to himself as he observed Qing Chen's changes.
Demonic beasts had bloodlines. As for human martial artists, they did not, except for the Black Demon Sect.
Could Qing Chen be similar to the Black Demon Sect?
The more he explored, the more he found that the world of martial arts was full of mysteries. It attracted people to go deeper and deeper into it. The feeling of uncovering mysteries was wonderful.
There was an ordinary-looking old man in the crowd. He glanced at Chen Zong and fixed his eyes on Qing Chen.
"I thought Young Master Chen was just going for a walk."
"I didn't expect that someone could make Young Master Chen use the power of the bloodline. It was worth the trip."
The old man muttered to himself. No one could hear his voice except for himself.
"However, with the power of the bloodline, Young Master Chen's combat strength will surpass the limit and reach the seven-star level. I wonder how many moves his opponent can take?"
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