"How can he be so strong?"
"Even Senior Brother Li, who is at the eighth level of the Qi and Blood realm, is no match for him."
The disciples of Martial Yao Hall stared at Chen Zong's back as he walked forward again in horror. On the other side, the disciple who asked Chen Zong to kneel down and kowtow was lying in a pool of blood.
He was not dead, just a flesh wound. However, it was not light and would require at least seven to eight days of rest.
"Let's get a powerful Senior Brother to defeat him. Otherwise, Martial Yao Hall will become the laughingstock of other halls."
"That's right. Even if we have to ask a Senior Brother at the ninth level of the Qi and Blood realm, we won't hesitate."
Without a doubt, even if they defeated Chen Zong, they would lose face if they asked a disciple at the ninth level of the Qi and Blood realm to fight him. However, it was better than being defeated by Chen Zong and leaving calmly.
Chen Zong continued forward and was stopped by a second martial artist at the eighth level of the Qi and Blood realm. Without saying a word, Chen Zong quickened his pace. His legs seemed to be wrapped by a gust of wind as he floated forward swiftly. His sword pierced through the air and an intense light condensed on the blade. The sword was extremely fast and the tip of the sword was a little red.
The air was filled with a burning smell, like a white line and a little red light.
One Sword, Six Transformations!
Chen Zong was extremely angry and calm at the same time. He was in a strange state as if he was looking at everything from a higher point of view. Every change was within his control. Under the changes, the eighth level of the Qi and Blood realm could not resist at all. He was immediately defeated and fell to the ground before he could even use his ranked martial arts.
"Chen Zong, stop right there." Martial Yao Hall's First Senior Brother blocked his way. He knew Chen Zong because of Huan Yun Swordsman's lecture.
Chen Zong was personally called out by Huan Yun Swordsman, which was enough to attract everyone's attention.
The person in front of him had a vague Qi and Blood Force, but Chen Zong could feel how powerful it was. It was like the water of a great river, but also like a furnace that emitted an astonishing heat.
The ninth level of the Qi and Blood Furnace was very different from the eighth level. Chen Zong could match or even defeat someone at the eighth level of the Qi and Blood realm, but he might not be able to defeat someone at the ninth level.
But so what?
In this strange state, Chen Zong was endowed with unprecedented confidence. Even if the opponent before him was a martial artist of the Qi Refining stage, he was not afraid to fight.
He walked forward step by step, and his aura became more and more condensed.
"Chen Zong, I don't want to attack you." Zhan Ying, the head disciple of Martial Glory Hall, frowned and said in a serious tone.
"I'm here to challenge Bai Xingye." Chen Zong's heart was burning with anger, but his mind was becoming calmer. He did not forget his purpose of coming here.
"Why did you challenge Bai Xingye?" Zhanying asked. The other party seemed to be in a rage, so it was definitely not just a challenge. There must be some other reason. As the eldest senior brother of the Martial Yao Hall, he had to get to the bottom of this and give an explanation to those disciples who were injured.
"Bai Xingye broke a disciple's arm and leg in the name of a challenge, causing internal injuries," Chen Zong said quickly.
"It's normal to get injured in a challenge." Zhanying frowned.
"Is it normal for someone at the eighth level of Qi and Blood realm to challenge someone at the seventh level of Qi and Blood realm?" Chen Zong asked in return.
"Call Bai Xingye here." Zhanying frowned. If what Chen Zong said was true, then it was normal for him to come looking for him.
Challenges were usually between those of the same cultivation level or those of a lower cultivation level challenging those of a higher cultivation level. Using a higher cultivation level to challenge a lower cultivation level, unless the lower cultivation level was publicly acknowledged to be very, very strong, no one would do such a shameless thing.
Soon, Bai Xingye was called in.
"Eldest senior brother." Bai Xingye first bowed to Zhanying, then looked at Chen Zong. A cold glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Bai Xingye, you challenged a disciple at the seventh level of Qi and Blood realm from the Martial Glory Hall and broke his arm and leg, causing him internal injuries. Is this true?" Zhanying's tone was stern.
As the eldest senior brother, he had to protect the disciples of the Hall and consider the reputation of the Hall. He had to get to the bottom of this matter.
Challenges were normal and common. However, if one used the name of a challenge to deliberately injure someone, then the meaning was different.
"Eldest senior brother, it was that person who took the initiative to challenge me. I didn't challenge him." Bai Xingye defended himself.
"Really?" Zhanying stared at Bai Xingye and said sternly.
"Indeed. There were a few people in the Martial Glory Hall who saw it with their own eyes. They can testify." Bai Xingye vowed.
"Chen Zong, you heard it. The situation is different from what you said." Zhanying's cold gaze fell on Chen Zong's face. "I believe in the disciples of the Martial Glory Hall. However, you didn't see it with your own eyes, right? You barged into the Martial Glory Hall based on the words of others and injured more than twenty disciples. You have to give me a clear explanation for this matter."
"Bai Xingye, did Bai Yushan order you to do it? Or did Bai Yulou order you to do it?" Chen Zong ignored Zhanying. His eyes were sharp like unsheathed swords, piercing into Bai Xingye's eyes. His tone was indifferent, causing people to unconsciously feel a chill in their hearts.
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Bai Xingye's expression slightly tensed as he said.
"Chen Zong, answer me." Zhanying said angrily. As the eldest senior brother of the Martial Glory Hall, he had never been ignored like this before.
"You believe in Bai Xingye, but I believe in the disciples of the Martial Glory Hall." Chen Zong looked at Zhanying without fear. "If that is the case, I want to challenge Bai Xingye. Bai Xingye, you don't have the guts to accept my challenge."
"You think you can challenge me?" Bai Xingye smiled coldly, but he was secretly delighted. In fact, he had deliberately insulted and enraged Li Zhenshi so that he could attack Li Zhenshi and take the opportunity to seriously injure him. However, Bai Xingye knew very well that the person he wanted to deal with was Chen Zong.
However, he was still afraid of Illusory Cloud Swordsman's reputation. He did not know if Illusory Cloud Swordsman had left Seven Lights Martial Academy or not, so he could not attack directly. Now that Chen Zong had taken the initiative to challenge him, he could use this opportunity to seriously injure him. Even if Illusory Cloud Swordsman knew about it, he would not say anything. After all, no one liked people who overestimated themselves.
"Alright." Zhanying stepped back and gave the stage to Chen Zong and Bai Xingye.
"Chen Zong, I will break your limbs just like your friend. No, I will be even more thorough than him. I will break all of your limbs." Bai Xingye said in a very low voice with his back facing Zhanying. His eyes were fierce, and a cruel and hideous smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"I will pay you back double." Chen Zong's expression was indifferent.
"Hehehe." Bai Xingye laughed hideously and stopped talking. He wore a pair of metal gloves on his hands. There were granules protruding on the edges of the gloves, making them even more lethal. He stomped his right foot heavily and charged towards Chen Zong. He clenched his left hand into a fist and held it at his waist. Then, he punched out fiercely. The powerful force squeezed the air, and an astonishing wind pressure attacked first.
He did not expect that it was just a feint. The real killing move was his right hand's vertical palm. Like a hand blade, he chopped fiercely towards Chen Zong's shoulder. It was powerful enough to split a rock, and if he was hit, his shoulder blade would definitely break.
Strike!
The sword light was sharp, like a crescent moon sweeping across the sky, slicing towards Bai Xingye's chest. If Bai Xingye insisted on injuring Chen Zong, his chest would also be sliced by this sword. His body of flesh and blood was unable to contend against a treasured iron sword.
Bai Xingye paused his footsteps and twisted his body, avoiding Chen Zong's sword from below. He did not expect that the sword would change again and follow Bai Xingye like a shadow.
"Stele Breaking Hand!"
"One Palm Breaking Stele!"
Bai Xingye's Qi and blood power exploded. His face looked ferocious as his palm turned red like a blade. His speed increased exponentially, and his power became even more powerful. Under the blade and palm, the air seemed to be shattered.
Lone Star Illuminating the World!
The Lone Star was extremely bright and dazzling. It almost blinded everyone's eyes. Even the head disciple of Martial Yao Tang, Zhan Ying, had to squint his eyes.
Bai Xingye faced the Lone Star Illuminating the World. He almost could not keep his eyes open. His attention was unconsciously distracted, and the speed of his hand blade slowed down.
That Lone Star was like a shooting star flying across the sky. It was extremely fast, and it directly pierced through Bai Xingye's shoulder.
This was just the beginning.
The sword was pulled out, and blood spurted out. Chen Zong did not stop and attacked again. The sword light crisscrossed and formed a dense net, covering Bai Xingye's body from top to bottom.
"Stop!" Zhanying's expression changed drastically. With a leap, he flew through the air like a goshawk. His hands were like the claws of an eagle, shining with a metallic luster. They could easily tear apart rocks and most probably could even pierce through iron.
The martial art that Zhan Ying practiced was called the Mighty Eagle Claw. It was one of the top martial arts of Mortal Level. It was close to Mortal Level martial arts of Extreme Level. It was very difficult to practice, but once mastered, one's hands would be comparable to rock and steel. They could easily tear apart beasts and block swords.
Zhan Ying did not attack Chen Zong directly. Instead, he grabbed at the sword light with his claws.
The peak of Qi and Blood Realm Level Nine was very high. His strength was extremely strong, and his speed was even faster. Before Chen Zong could feel it, his claws had already shattered the layers of sword light and grabbed at the iron sword.
"Sky Light and Cloud Shadow!"
Chen Zong exploded. The strong sky light and cloud shadow intertwined and filled the surroundings. Even Zhan Ying could not see clearly. He could only see a vast expanse of white, but his senses were not affected. His claws were still grabbing at the sword.
The sword and Zhan Ying's claws clashed. The sound of metal clashing could be heard. The impact was so strong that Chen Zong almost lost his grip on the sword.
Taking advantage of the momentum, he held the iron sword tightly and pulled it out from the gap between Zhan Ying's claws. At the same time, Chen Zong held the scabbard tightly with his left hand. He performed the Lone Star Illuminating the World again and stabbed at Bai Xingye's other shoulder.
The scabbard was not sharp, so it could not pierce through. However, the strong force shattered Bai Xingye's shoulder blade. His whole body flew out and rolled back when he landed. His martial attire was torn, and his silver inner armor was also shattered. His wounds were everywhere, and he was bleeding profusely. It was a horrifying sight.
Especially since one of his shoulders was pierced and the other shoulder blade was shattered. Bai Xingye's arms were almost crippled. Without a certain amount of rest, he would not be able to recover.
As for the sword wounds on his body, they were not that serious. However, blood kept flowing out. If he did not stop the bleeding in time, he might die from excessive blood loss.
Bai Xingye's arms could not move, so he could not stop the bleeding. Immediately, the other disciples of Martial Yao Hall ran over and sprinkled hemostatic powder on his wounds.
"Chen Zong, you've gone too far." Zhan Ying's face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with anger.
"If I lose, it will only be worse than this." Chen Zong's expression did not change. Bai Xingye had already planned for this.
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