The sense of space was very important to cultivators, especially those who practiced weapons.
Weapons were an extension of the hands and feet. Some were long and some were short. Cultivators had to be clear about the length of their weapons, but that was only the first step. The more profound step was to understand the distance.
The distance between one's opponent and oneself had to be precise in order to be invincible.
Accurately grasping the distance and knowing the speed of one's movements. When one thought it was slow, it was actually very fast. This was the sense of space.
This sword seemed ordinary and there was nothing special about it. What was even more puzzling was that it stabbed into the air. This kind of mistake was absolutely unacceptable for a qualified swordsman.
In the next moment, a shocking and even horrifying scene appeared. A figure with three afterimages appeared under Chen Zong's sword as if it was deliberate.
And this sword directly hit the opponent's real body.
However, Chen Zong's attack was light. He only touched the opponent's eyebrows and left a dark red mark. The opponent was not injured.
"Another sword."
"It's just a normal sword stab, but it's so shocking. This guy's swordsmanship is terrifying."
"It's too shocking."
"Old Jiang, with your swordsmanship, can you do it?" the dark-skinned man next to Jiang Baichuan asked in a low, muffled voice.
Jiang Baichuan did not answer directly. Instead, he frowned and pondered. After ten breaths, he shook his head and said, "I can do it, but it's a bit difficult."
"What!" The dark-skinned man was shocked. "Is this guy's swordsmanship better than yours?"
The dark-skinned man was considered one of the best among the many rogue cultivators in the Dongchen area. However, he did not practice swordsmanship and did not have extensive knowledge. Therefore, he was not sure about the level of swordsmanship cultivators.
However, he knew very well that Jiang Baichuan's reputation was not undeserved. He was a real master. He had once fought with an elder of a three-star force and won. That was when the elder's cultivation was slightly higher than Jiang Baichuan's. That battle had also established Jiang Baichuan's high status and reputation among the rogue cultivators in the Dongchen area.
If even Jiang Baichuan admitted his inferiority, it meant that this disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect had an astonishing level of attainment in swordsmanship. It was truly shocking.
The eyes of the Inner Sect Elder and the Outer Sect Elders, who were hosting the Grand Competition, shone so brightly that it felt like they were going to melt Chen Zong.
"What a shocking sword technique." The inner sect disciple with the dark green sword hanging by his waist said with a serious expression.
The higher one's swordsmanship attainment was, the more they could feel the terrifying power of Chen Zong's sword.
"I hope he can become an inner sect disciple as soon as possible. When the time comes, I want to compete with him." The inner sect disciple crossed his swords behind his back. His eyes were extremely sharp and contained a hint of battle intent.
"Gao Lou, although your dual swords are sharp, I don't think you can defeat him with the same level of cultivation." The burly inner sect disciple with a heavy saber on his back laughed.
"Not necessarily." The dual swords Gao Lou laughed, but then a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes, "Did you guys notice that his aura is very hidden? We can't see his cultivation at all."
"I also have the same feeling, but the outer sect disciples are so young. At most, they should be at the peak of the 6th layer of the Foundation Realm." The inner sect disciple with the dark green sword hanging by his waist laughed.
These three people were all well-known figures among the inner sect disciples. Not only were their cultivations high, but they were also very powerful and could challenge those above their level.
The top ten outer sect disciples all stared at Chen Zong. However, Yang Chaofan's expression was still calm and his eyes didn't change at all.
It was obvious that from his point of view, the strength that the outer sect disciples had shown so far wasn't enough to threaten him.
The 64 battles in the second round ended with the final battle. Next up was the third round.
Compared to the first two rounds, the third round was even more eye-catching.
First of all, those who could enter the third round were all powerful enough to be considered one of the best among the outer sect disciples.
Second of all, after the third round, it would be time for the top 32 to receive merit points from the Sect. A total of 5,000 merit points could be exchanged for a high-grade mortal cultivation method or martial art. They could also be exchanged for pills to aid in cultivation.
"In this round, we should be able to see the strength of those people."
In the first two rounds, the disciples who were the center of attention didn't use much strength to defeat their opponents. However, the opponents in the third round would be even stronger.
The first battle of the third round of 32 began.
In the first battle, both sides' cultivations and strengths were similar. The battle was very intense, and the winner was only decided after 15 minutes. The winner was also heavily injured, but he had successfully entered the top 32 and would receive 5,000 merit points. However, he wouldn't be able to enter the top 16.
However, 5,000 merit points was already not bad. That was something that could only be obtained after completing more than 20 missions.
Doing missions would inevitably be dangerous. If you didn't handle it well, you would die and lose everything. How could it be as smooth as a life and death competition?
Second battle … Third battle …
In the fifth battle, the Blood Fiend Sword Unit Dragon went on stage once more.
"Junior Brother Dan, please." Dan Yuanlong's opponent was a square-faced youth. He was 17 years old and his cultivation had reached the peak of the 6th layer of the Foundation Realm. His appearance and expression gave off a serious and righteous feeling.
His name was Min Zheng, and just like his name, he used a pair of bronze rods.
Unit Dragon didn't respond and slowly pulled out his sword. The blade was red and the spine of the sword was a deep red, as if it was flowing. It gave people a creepy feeling.
When the blood-colored sword was pulled out of its sheath, a shocking killing intent spread out.
Min Zheng's expression became increasingly solemn. His eyes suddenly widened as he spat out a thunderous roar from his mouth. His tongue emitted a thunderous roar as his pair of ancient bronze rods swept up a storm and struck out with a loud bang. It looked like a single strike, but it was actually formed by the convergence of dozens of attacks. Its power was astonishing, and it was enough to instantly smash a thousand jin boulder into powder.
The storm surged and the pressure was shocking. Everyone was shocked and their eyes widened.
How would Unit Dragon deal with this attack?
In an instant, an astonishing evil spirit burst out from the unit dragon. The evil spirit rolled, and red mist filled the air. The blood-red sword broke through the air like a thunderbolt, and the sword slashed out.
"What a shocking killing intent!" Everyone was shocked.
"How many people did he kill?"
"What a terrifying sword art." Those with good eyesight could see that Unit Dragon's sword art was a sword art cultivated by killing. The more it killed, the stronger it became.
And Dan Yuanlong's fame was indeed built by killing.
The power of this sword was shocking, and the killing intent was like a thunderclap. Min Zheng's bronze rods paused for a moment, and the tyrannical power was instantly weakened.
Kill!
Min Zheng's expression suddenly changed and his pupils shrank. The killing intent from Unit Dragon's sword was too terrifying. It directly attacked one's mind and caused one's scalp to go numb.
Cultivators who killed more were even more terrifying and frightening.
The blood-colored sword turned into a blood-colored bolt of lightning that pierced through the pair of bronze rods and headed straight for Min Zheng.
Min Zheng's pupils shrank like needles. He only felt a red light shoot toward him. The red light was like a cold star that caused Min Zheng's body to feel cold.
"Peng!" With a loud roar, his zhen Qi erupted and rushed to his arms and rods. The power increased dramatically. One rod fiercely smashed out while the other quickly retracted to defend.
That sword directly hit the bronze rods, and a terrifying power erupted. The killing intent caused Min Zheng to slide back. His arms went numb and he almost lost all feeling. His qi and blood were in chaos, and his zhen Qi seemed to have been scattered.
"I admit defeat." Min Zheng immediately opened his mouth. In this state, he had no strength to continue fighting. He needed to recover for a few breaths.
A few breaths of time was enough for an expert like Unit Dragon to kill him several times over.
Unit Dragon, who was about to stab out a second time, turned around and sheathed his sword.
Min Zheng took a deep breath and quickly adjusted himself. He looked at the bronze rod in his hand and saw a sword mark on it.
"Unit Dragon is too strong." An outer sect disciple exclaimed.
"This kind of strength is not inferior to some inner sect disciples."
The three inner sect disciples watching the battle had serious expressions. Without a doubt, Unit Dragon made them feel threatened.
It has to be said that Unit Dragon was only at the 6th layer of the Foundation Realm, while they were all at the 7th layer of the Foundation Realm.
"Even if Unit Dragon can't get into the top three, he will probably become an inner sect disciple soon. At that time, it will be even more lively." The inner sect disciple with the heavy blade smiled.
Green Radiance Sword Liu Zhenji stepped onto the stage.
Liu Zhenji's opponent bowed and said with a serious expression, "Senior Brother Liu, please enlighten me."
"One sword." Liu Zhenji lazily said. The moment he finished speaking, Liu Zhenji immediately slashed out with his sword. The sword pierced through the air and disappeared, leaving behind only a ray of green light that shot out like a meteor.
Fast, it was simply too fast.
Just as his opponent reacted, the ray of green light was already in front of him. He could only barely block with his sword. Under the tyrannical impact, the sword in his hand deviated and the ray of green light landed on his throat.
One sword!
It really was one sword. Liu Zhenji defeated his opponent.
Flying Flower Sword Ye Xiwen unsheathed her sword, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. The sword disappeared and the ray of green light turned into a blooming flower. It was so magnificent and magnificent that people couldn't help but be captivated by it.
With another sword, Ye Xiwen defeated her opponent.
"It's Chen Qingzong's turn again."
"Who is his opponent?"
"Hong Gang!"
"Chen Qingzong against Hong Gang."
Suddenly, everyone became excited.
In the first round, Hong Gang's performance was not bad, but it wasn't that shocking. In the second round, Hong Gang showed amazing strength.
On the other hand, Chen Zong's performance had been astonishing since the first round, attracting everyone's attention.
"Can Chen Qingzong defeat Hong Gang with one sword?"
"I think it will be very difficult. Hong Gang's strength is not comparable to the previous people. Tan Li is also not Hong Gang's opponent."
"We'll know after watching."
His opponent was the outstanding Chen Zong. Hong Gang's face was full of excitement. He clenched his fists and kept colliding them. The sound of his fists was like the sound of a drum.
His momentum was astonishing. On the contrary, Chen Zong didn't show any unusual expression because his opponent was Hong Gang. He was still very calm. However, in his heart, Chen Zong was very interested in Hong Gang's cultivation. Therefore, Chen Zong decided to let Hong Gang show his strength to his heart's content instead of rushing to defeat him.
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