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Many people were stunned when they saw what happened at the waiting area.
"I knew he would do that."
"I knew it."
There were three young men sitting together in the spectator area. Two of them laughed and the other one smiled.
In theory, this was not considered breaking the rules of the Hundred-Battlefield. After all, that person had to hand over the wooden plate after being pressured. If he refused to hand over the wooden plate, the people of the Hundred-Battlefield would intervene. However, the Hundred-Battlefield would not care about what happened afterward.
Chen Zong was a little surprised when he saw the young man who appeared in front of him like a sword beam piercing through the air with a shocking sharpness.
"Are you surprised?" The young man smiled, but his face was cold. "I already told you not to be too arrogant. Do you know that your name is very loathsome? Every time I hear it, I feel like vomiting. Are your parents sick in the head to give you such a name?"
Chen Zong didn't care about the first part of the sentence, but the last part made Chen Zong's eyes narrow and a trace of coldness spread out.
His mother passed away after he was born. He had never enjoyed his mother's love. Deep in his heart, he longed for it. However, as time passed, his longing seemed to fade. In fact, it was hidden even deeper. His father brought him up single-handedly and tried his best to create the best conditions for him to grow up.
Chen Zong's parents were the closest people to him.
Now that he was far away from his father, he would occasionally miss them. He would not allow others to belittle them.
"Are you angry?" The young man felt a wave of coldness and suddenly felt his hair stand on end. His eyes narrowed and his power surged. He suddenly smiled and said, "Is it because I mentioned your stupid parents? What a filial son."
When he was about to continue speaking, a sword light seemed to fly from the sky with amazing sharpness. It tore the sky, leaving a straight cut. It was cold.
"How dare you take the initiative to attack me? You're courting death!" The young man was enraged. He brandished his long sword, and the sword light flashed like a gust of wind, aiming at Chen Zong.
The sword light was shattered, and the young man appeared in front of Chen Zong. He used his sword art, and countless sword lights swept out like a storm. With amazing power, they strangled everything and covered Chen Zong.
Chen Zong's sword trembled, and his sword energy surged, shattering all of his opponent's sword light.
"You have some strength."
"Not bad."
The three youths in the spectator stand were discussing.
They had never seen how powerful Chen Zong was, so they thought that hearsay was exaggerated. Therefore, they never thought that Chen Zong could defeat their clan brother.
"Residual Wind!" With a low shout, the young man waved his sword. A green light condensed on the blade of the sword, and it was incomparably sharp. Looking at it, one would feel as if one's eyes would go blind.
With a swing of the sword, the green sword light was like a broken wind. A long arc of sword light was directly drawn on the brand new Hundred Battles Arena. It was extremely sharp, and there was nothing it couldn't cut.
Chen Zong felt a slight chill, as if he was being torn apart. His bones, muscles, and even his organs felt an amazing sharpness.
"Sure enough, he's from the Xin Family." Inside the Hundred Battles Tower, one of the pseudo-Transcendents' eyes flashed as he secretly nodded.
"As a sword family, the Xin Family's Divine Wind Sword Art is indeed extraordinary."
Residual Wind was one of the ultimate moves of the Divine Wind Sword Art. In an instant, it was as if it wanted to cut Chen Zong in half. The power of this sword had completely reached the peak of Four-Star.
Chen Zong's eyes flashed with a trace of coldness. His long sword pierced through the air, and he used the fortieth form of the Unhindered Sword Art, Unhindered Disdain.
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It became even more terrifying.
With a single slash, Chen Zong's Sword Qi continued towards his opponent.
If it were any other time, Chen Zong might have suppressed the majority of his strength and slowly fought with this person, using him to hone himself and display his ultimate move. However, the other party had belittled his parents, which angered Chen Zong. With a single slash, he shattered the Waning Moon Sword Art and continued to slash at his opponent's body.
The terrifying Sword Qi instantly broke through the other party's True Qi protection, causing the young man's expression to change drastically. He hurriedly activated the power of his Second Grade Pseudo-Spirit Artifact, but it was also cut open by Chen Zong's sword. With a cracking sound, even the tough Second Grade Pseudo-Spirit Artifact was cut open by Chen Zong's sword.
However, Chen Zong's Sword Qi was endless. It broke open the young man's chest, cut into his body, and wreaked havoc. The young man's body flew out of the Hundred Battles Arena. His bones, muscles, and internal organs were all destroyed by the Sword Qi. In just a few breaths of time, more than half of them were destroyed. He fell outside the Hundred Battles Arena, vomiting blood non-stop, unable to get up.
The new Sword Qi formed from the combination of physique power and Unhindered True Qi had an even more shocking power. Because of the physique power, the damage to the body was also very shocking.
"Big Brother Yuan."
The three young men's expressions changed drastically. They exclaimed as they rushed down from the spectator seats and quickly helped the young man up. The young man's face was as white as gold paper. Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth and could not be stopped. His breath was like a candle in the wind, dying.
The young man in the lead frowned. After a quick check, his eyes emitted a terrifying murderous intent. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Zong. The murderous intent in his eyes was so dense that it could not be dispersed. The murderous intent spread out and seemed to have traces of blood rolling, causing the surrounding people to feel a chill in their hearts.
"Let him take this." The young man took out a pill and gave it to the other two young men, then put it into the injured young man's mouth.
With a flash, the young man in the lead landed on the Hundred Battles Arena. His murderous intent soared to the sky, causing the surrounding air to distort.
"You actually used such a vicious method in a challenge. Even if you died a hundred times, it wouldn't be enough." The young man in the lead had a murderous look on his face. His voice was like a cold wind blowing from the underworld. His face became even more ferocious and ruthless. "I will put you to death by a thousand cuts."
As his voice fell, gusts of wind blew in the air. Each of the gusts of wind carried an astonishing sharpness and murderous intent. They swept around the young man's body like an angry dragon that wanted to soar into the sky. It was abnormally terrifying.
Clang! The sharp sound made people's scalps tingle.
A bright light flashed by. A sword was in his hand. The sharpness of the sword made people feel like their eyes were being cut open.
"Stop." A loud shout sounded. A powerful aura came down and directly annihilated the murderous aura storm around the young man.
"No one can break the rules of my Hundred Battles Arena. If you want to fight, then follow the rules of my Hundred Battles Arena." A pseudo Transcendent Realm master appeared on the Hundred Battles Arena and stared at the young man with an oppressive gaze.
"You should know that I come from the Xin Family," The young man glared at the pseudo Transcendent Realm master from the Hundred Battles Arena and said in a threatening tone.
"It doesn't matter if you come from Sacred Martial Palace," The pseudo Transcendent Realm master from the Hundred Battles Arena sneered.
[You want to use the Xin Family to oppress me? What a joke! The Hundred Battles Arena is the property of the Lord of Hundred Battles City, and the strength of Hundred Battles City is not inferior to the Xin Family.]
"Good, very good." The young man's murderous intent fell on Chen Zong's face, "You'd best stay in Hundred Battles City for the rest of your life, otherwise, I'll put you to death by a thousand cuts."
Saying so, he sheathed his sword and his figure flashed outside the Hundred Battles Arena. After examining the injured young man again, he found that after taking some pills, the young man's condition had improved. However, his injuries were still very serious and he needed to leave quickly.
"Good, the challenge continues," After the pseudo Transcendent Realm master finished speaking, he returned to Hundred Battles Tower.
"First, you crippled the core of Sacred Martial Palace."
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This disciple seriously injured a Xin Family disciple, this Chen Zong is going against the Heavens. "
"After watching the battle for so many days, this is the first time I've seen him so angry."
"Insulting one's parents is wrong."
Amidst all kinds of discussion, the challenge continued.
Although Chen Zong did not kill his opponent on the spot, it was not much different from killing him. The terrifying sword energy directly destroyed his opponent's bones, muscles, and internal organs. Now, he was just barely hanging on. If he did not have any spirit medicines, he would not live for long and would instead die in pain.
This was even more ruthless than killing him directly.
This was the price for insulting his parents.
Reaching out, the young man's sword that fell on the stage flew into Chen Zong's left hand.
"Dual swords?"
"Why is he using dual swords?"
Everyone was stunned and puzzled.
Another person went up and was defeated in a single strike.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong won five consecutive victories.
The new challenger came up to the stage. It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was short, dark-skinned, and his fingers were long and slender.
This middle-aged man was one of the warriors trained by the Hundred-Year Battlefield. He was specially trained to snipe challengers who had a winning streak.
This man's hands were empty, but there were many finger-thick throwing knives on his belt. There were a total of 30 of them.
He was about a hundred meters away from Chen Zong. Although he was short, his legs were very light. He quickly moved around with great agility.
No one knew when, but he held a throwing knife in each of his hands. The throwing knives were shining with cold light and extremely sharp.
With a shake of his arms, two cold lights shot through the air with a swishing sound.
The flying daggers were extremely fast. Just as the short middle-aged man waved his arm, they had already crossed a hundred meters and arrived in front of Chen Zong. One from the left and one from the right, they shot towards Chen Zong's left and right shoulders.
The throwing knives were fast, but Chen Zong's reaction was faster. He held his two swords horizontally and blocked the two throwing knives. However, there were four more cold knife lights that shot through the air from four different angles.
But Chen Zong still blocked them easily with his swords.
"Kill!"
With a roar, the short middle-aged man suddenly jumped high. He held a throwing knife between his right index and middle fingers and raised it. His True Power surged. He shook his arm and the throwing knife turned into a cold light that shot through the air.
The cold light suddenly exploded halfway and turned into dozens of even finer cold lights. With amazing sharpness, they turned the air in front of them into a sieve. Each of them carried amazing power.
The throwing knives were shattered by the short middle-aged man's tyrannical power. They turned into dozens of pieces, each piece equal to a throwing knife.
With continuous clanking sounds, the dozens of flying knife fragments were all blocked by Chen Zong's two swords. They were not broken at all.
Swish! Swish!
"What kind of technique is this?"
"Amazing throwing knife consummate skill."
Everyone in the audience was surprised. It was very rare to see someone who could practice throwing knives to such an extent.
It was well known that the martial arts of concealed weapons were relatively rare, and the profound ones were even rarer. The power of concealed weapons was also relatively ordinary. Therefore, the martial artists who chose to practice concealed weapons were also relatively few. Most of them were not very strong, but the ability displayed by this short middle-aged man was quite astonishing.
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