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Chapter 359

Words:2784Update:22/06/21 11:47:40

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In the blink of an eye.

The sword was like a white dragon flying out of the abyss, crossing the sky with unstoppable momentum.

Cyan light surged around Qing Chen and spread out like ripples. It swept past Chen Zong and tried to stop his attack, but it was shattered by the dragon-like sword.

The blue deer-horse and the blue boa attacked from the left and right sides at the same time. Like falling meteorites, the atmosphere roared and many more cracks appeared on the already broken fighting ring.

Qing Chen's left palm condensed a cyan light, and then he pointed his finger forward, stirring up the air. Ripples spread out, and a beam of cyan light shot towards Chen Zong like an aurora, unstoppable.

Pincer attack from three sides!

In a flash, Chen Zong was facing the joint attack of three early-stage seven-star warriors.

Ignoring the green deer-horse and the green python behind him, Chen Zong's sword speed increased by a bit. The white dragon roared, dominating the world. The moment it collided with the green finger light, the mysterious vibrating power shattered the green finger light. It was like a hot knife through butter.

This sword was too fast and too fierce.

Qing Chen could only raise his hands. The cyan light condensed into a huge millstone. This was a defensive move.

Under the white dragon sword light, the spinning millstone paused. Then, the millstone was shattered from the middle. The white dragon, which had shrunk to half its original size, rushed in and slashed Qing Chen away.

Chen Zong's body flashed. The blue deer-horse and the blue boa shattered his shadow.

The sword light rushed toward Qing Chen again like a waterfall.

Retreat! Retreat!

Countless cyan light rippled on the fighting ring like blue waves on a lake.

Chen Zong's two swords contained amazing power. Each of his attacks was at the peak of the early-stage seven-star level. He was as one with the swords. His speed was amazing. The blue deer-horse and the blue boa were exhausted and Qing Chen had a hard time dealing with them.

Qing Chen had never imagined that he would be forced to use his bloodline power. He had thought that he would be able to defeat Chen Zong after using his full strength, but it was still not enough. Chen Zong had actually brought out an even stronger battle prowess.

Qing Chen could tell that it wasn't the power of a secret technique, nor was it the power of a bloodline. It was Chen Zong's original combat strength.

In other words, Chen Zong had been hiding most of his combat strength from the very beginning.

While smiling bitterly, Qing Chen also mustered all his strength to counterattack.

Once the power of his bloodline was activated, it had a special characteristic, and that was an inexhaustible force that was vigorous and majestic like the sea.

However, Chen Zong's dual swords were still terrifying even though most of them were still preserved in the state of Wuzhen.

With a loud boom, half of the Ferocious Three Battle Platform collapsed under the intense battle between the two. The remaining half was barely intact.

However, with half of the Battle Stele destroyed, the area where the two of them could fight was greatly reduced.

As the two continued to fight and collided again and again, the cyan light sputtered everywhere. The fighting stage continued to collapse until only a small area of a few meters was left.

In close combat, every move was aimed at the opponent's weakness. It was extremely dangerous.

Qing Chen, the cyan deer-horse, and the cyan python surrounded Chen Zong while Chen Zong defended himself with his dual swords. The onlookers were fascinated by the battle.

The cyan light was shattered and Qing Chen flew backward. As soon as he landed, the Battle Platform under his feet seemed to break apart. He didn't have time to react and could only fall down.

"This …"

"How can this be …"

The onlookers who were enjoying the battle were all stunned and confused.

"Brother Chen, this battle is over. I lost." Qing Chen said. The cyan light in his eyes dissipated, and so did the mysterious cyan patterns on his body. The mysterious aura also disappeared without a trace.

He had stopped the power of his bloodline.

With Qing Chen's current cultivation and state, he couldn't sustain the activation of his bloodline for too long. If he exceeded the time limit, it would put a burden on his body and cause some negative effects.

Nodding, Chen Zong's dual swords turned into flowing light and returned to their sheaths like swallows.

He had gained a lot from this battle.

"Young Master Chen lost." The old man was surprised, but soon after, he shook his head: "Body and sword as one, Spiritual Martial Realm, half a step into the Qi Refining Realm, Enlightenment Realm, exquisite and peerless swordsmanship … any one of these, if placed on any warrior, would make that warrior a genius that surpasses ordinary people. However, all of these are concentrated on one person, so winning is within reason."

"It's a pity that I swore not to take any disciples in my early years. Otherwise …" The old man shook his head again and looked very regretful.

It would be great if he could take such a genius as his disciple.

What a pity.

For a moment, the old man felt bitter and resentful. He was very angry that he swore not to take any disciples. He had missed a genius for nothing.

"Congratulations to Chen Zong for winning the challenge and becoming the champion of this year's Genius Competition," Hui Ziyue said with a smile as he touched his goatee.

The people from the three first-rate forces looked strange and had mixed feelings. The Red Wolves and the Grizzly Gang looked gloomy.

The stronger Chen Zong was, the worse it would be for them.

"Five seats. The champion will get a pseudo-spiritual weapon as a reward. There are a total of three pseudo-spiritual weapons to choose from." Hui Ziyue smiled and said, "Please carve your name on the battle preparation."

"Okay." Chen Zong nodded. His body lightly floated toward the Three Ferocious Battle Tablet. Then, he leaped into the air and unsheathed his sword. The red sword light swept through the air like lightning.

The sharp tip of the sword was like the tip of a brush stained with thick ink. It fell on the hard back of the battle tablet.

With a flick of his wrist, it was as if he was holding a brush and writing paper. The rustling sound was uniform and rhythmic.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the battle stele and the sword tip.

The brush was like a sword!

Chen Zong's body seemed to stop a few meters in the air. Under the sword, the two words Chen Zong were carved. Dust rustled. Chen Zong also landed and sheathed his sword.

"Good words!"

"Words like a sword, showing its sharpness."

"Indeed, good words."

The two words Chen Zong were carved into the top of the left side of the battle tablet. Each word was as big as a fist and emitted a sharp light. It was very eye-catching.

In the blink of an eye, under the sunlight, it seemed to reflect a golden light.

Everyone stared at the two words. That name was like a brand, engraved on the battle tablet, and also engraved in everyone's hearts.

Qing Chen was ranked second. He didn't fly up, but waved his palm in the air. Within the green palm light, there was a force that outlined the two words Qing Chen. It was three inches into the battle tablet, below Chen Zong's name. It was smaller than Chen Zong's name and emitted a faint green light.

Then, it was Chi Changfeng's turn. Chi Changfeng flew up, and his long spear pierced through the air. After the spear light, Chi Changfeng's name was engraved on the battle tablet.

Then, it was Xiao Mingjin's turn. His two palms continuously struck out, and Xiao Mingjin's name was engraved.

Finally, it was Wu Ying from the Shadow Mist Sect. She also left her name, but she was ranked fifth, and her name was the smallest.

In any case, the first Genius Competition led by the three first-rate factions had come to an end. The Giant Axe Sect and the Black Light Sect hadn't gained anything. Instead, they had lost quite a bit. On the other hand, the Shadow Mist Sect had at least placed fifth.

It couldn't be helped. Everything was completely unexpected. The contestants were too strong, such as Xiao Mingjin, Chi Changfeng, Qing Chen, and Chen Zong.

The prize for the first of the five was the best. It was a pseudo-spiritual weapon.

The Giant Axe Sect, the Black Light Sect, and the Shadow Mist Sect each took out a pseudo-spiritual weapon for Chen Zong to choose from.

The first pseudo-spiritual weapon was a pair of silver-gray gloves covered with barbs. It looked ferocious and had a strong visual impact. Unfortunately, Chen Zong practiced swordsmanship, so such gloves were useless to him.

When choosing a pseudo-spiritual weapon, one must first choose one that was useful to oneself. If it didn't work, one could consider other values.

The second pseudo-spiritual weapon was a long sword. It was simple in style and dark in color. It was engraved with mountain patterns and had an extraordinary aura.

The third pseudo spiritual artifact was a folding fan, a very gorgeous folding fan.

Without any hesitation, Chen Zong chose the second pseudo-spiritual weapon, the long sword.

As soon as the long sword entered his hand, it felt heavy. When he waved it, sword light overflowed and sword flowers bloomed in the air.

"Good sword." Chen Zong was quite satisfied.

The long sword came from the Black Light Sect. Since Chen Zong chose it, the Giant Axe Sect and the Shadow Mist Sect had to compensate the Black Light Sect.

As for the prizes for the second to fifth place, although they were also good, they couldn't be compared with the pseudo-spiritual weapons. For Qing Chen, even a pseudo-spiritual weapon was nothing.

After all, it was only a first-level pseudo-spiritual weapon.

The first genius competition came to an end, but there were still many idle topics. People in the Three Ferocious City wouldn't get tired of talking about it for ten days or even half a month. Of course, as time went by, people would gradually fade out of sight. However, the Three Ferocious Battle Stele was still there. Anyone who came here would see it and also see the five names engraved on it.

With the pseudo-spiritual weapon in hand, Chen Zong returned to the Cloud Dragon Mansion and carefully studied it.

"Mountain-splitting Sword …"

Chen Zong's eyes fell on the sword body connected to the sword guard. There were two words engraved on it.

"Mountain-splitting Sword … Mountain-beheading Sword … Mountain-splitting Sword … Mountain-beheading Sword. What a coincidence." Chen Zong couldn't help but smile. Immediately, he pulled out the Mountain-beheading Sword.

With a flash of sword light and a melodious sword sound, Chen Zong was surprised to find that the Mountain-splitting Sword and Mountain-beheading Sword in his hands seemed to be exuding a strange aura.

Chen Zong suddenly had a very strange feeling. It was as if the Mountain-splitting Sword and Mountain-beheading Sword were two friends who had been separated for many years.

Chen Zong carefully thought about this situation and remembered that he had once read about pseudo-spiritual weapons in ancient books. Generally speaking, the Mountain-splitting Sword and Mountain-beheading Sword were forged in the same furnace by the same person. Because of the unique forging skills and so on, the two swords were like brothers and sisters. They were related to each other.

This kind of pseudo-spiritual weapon was called a set of pseudo-spiritual weapons. It was relatively rare among pseudo-spiritual weapons.

A set of pseudo-spiritual weapons could combine to unleash a greater power.

"If the Mountain-splitting Sword and Mountain-beheading Sword are really a set of pseudo-spiritual weapons, the combination of the two swords should be able to unleash an even greater power." Chen Zong thought to himself.

Whether or not the Mountain-splitting Sword and Mountain-beheading Sword were a set of pseudo-spiritual weapons only needed to be personally tested. The method of testing was very simple and direct, and that was to directly stimulate the power contained in the two swords.

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