"Whirlwind Kick!"
With a low shout, Tan Lie's body was still in the air when his legs started to spin rapidly, creating a strong whirlwind. The whistling sound was shocking.
Liu Zhenji's usual lazy appearance was replaced by a cold and solemn expression. His eyes flashed as he unsheathed the long sword at his waist, turning it into a beam of cyan sword light that pierced through the air.
Whirlwind Kick was a mid-grade mortal level martial art. When Tan Lie used it, its power was shocking. It had reached the peak of Trance Spirit and was only a step away from Perfection.
Liu Zhenji also used a mid-grade mortal level Cyan Light Sword Art, which had also reached the peak of Trance Spirit.
They were both mid-grade mortal level martial arts and had both reached the peak of Trance Spirit. Their cultivation was also the same. When they used it, the power was shocking.
The whirlwind whistled and cyan light flashed.
In just a few breaths of time, the two sides had exchanged dozens of blows. Their auras surged and their Qi overflowed.
So far, this was the most intense battle. It was even more intense than the battle between Duan Long and Yin Chong. People couldn't help but hold their breath for fear of disturbing them.
It was just a mid-grade mortal level martial art, but the two of them were performing it to their heart's content.
Soon after, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding. Tan Lie's leg technique changed. His Qi surged and his aura became even stronger.
Whirlwind Kick, high-grade mortal level.
Cyan Light Sword Hair, high-grade mortal level.
Both of them had also reached the Trance Spirit stage.
In martial arts cultivation, it was easy to get started. Small success was not difficult. Large success could be achieved as long as one was willing to put in effort and time. However, Trance Spirit and Perfection needed to be comprehended. One had to first reach large success, then settle down, comprehend, and finally comprehend.
Therefore, those who could cultivate martial arts to Trance Spirit were often outstanding. Those who could cultivate to Perfection were even more difficult. As for martial intent, it was too difficult. It was hard to find one in ten thousand.
The martial arts under the Trance level were able to move each and every move as if they had the help of the gods. They had already broken away from the stage of Dacheng where they could execute moves according to the moves and counter the moves according to the moves. They were able to use the moves of each martial art flexibly.
A whirlwind blew and there were continuous roars. A cyan light shuttled back and forth, either straight or in an arc.
The two's strength was evenly matched. The battle was fierce and lasted for a while.
Fight, fight, fight!
Tan Lie suddenly leaped into the air. Using his legs, he began to spin rapidly in midair. His body turned into a shocking whirlwind as he executed the Whirlwind Kick to the extreme.
However, Tan Lie's Whirlwind Kick was not used to attack, but to borrow momentum.
After accumulating his power to the peak, Lin Fan unleashed the most powerful attack of the Windstorm Kick Art. With a loud boom, the gigantic shadow of the kick created a terrifying windstorm. It was as if it could destroy the entire stage with a single kick.
Liu Zhenji's face turned serious. He took a deep breath and poured all of his Zhen Qi into the long sword in his hand. A green light quickly moved on the sword's spine. It was so bright that no one could look at it directly.
A sword pierced through the air. The sword disappeared, and so did the arm. Only a dazzling green light pierced through the air.
This was the most powerful move of the Green Ray Sword Technique.
Victory or defeat would be decided at this moment.
Rumbling sounds reverberated as energy overflowed and swept out in all directions, making it difficult for people to look straight at it.
Everything disappeared. Liu Zhenji and Tan Lie stood still on the martial arts stage.
Victory and defeat had been decided.
A dark red dot appeared between Tan Lie's eyebrows.
"You've won this battle," Tan Lie said with some reluctance as he walked off the martial arts stage.
He could still fight, but Liu Zhenji was indeed very powerful. Now was not the time to use his full strength.
In the eighth battle, the challenger failed.
In the ninth battle, the challenger failed.
In the tenth battle, the challenger failed.
In the eleventh battle, the challenger was Chen Zong.
Chen Zong stepped onto the martial arts stage.
"Fight with me," Zhang Tiekuang said directly.
"Yes," Chen Zong said.
Originally, Chen Zong planned to challenge Yang Chaofan directly and win the first place. However, since Zhang Tiekuang took the initiative, he decided to give him a chance.
This scene caused everyone to be dumbfounded.
While laughing, Zhang Tiekuang jumped up like a bouncing star and fell from the sky. He unsheathed both the long sword and the long saber on his back. The light of the blade and the shadow of the sword filled the sky.
He instantly attacked with 100% Zhen Qi.
Everyone was shocked.
"Seventh Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm!"
"Zhang Tiekuang's cultivation has already reached the seventh Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm."
Exclamations rose one after another.
The seventh Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm was the threshold for inner sect disciples.
The other outer sect disciples were also shocked. Even Yang Chaofan was a bit surprised. However, it only lasted for a moment.
An early Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm using 100% of his Zhen Qi. Moreover, it was the Zhen Qi of a Lv 5 cultivation method. It was even more shocking.
Sword and saber attacks!
Slash!
Shocking sword and saber Qi filled the martial arts stage. There was nowhere to hide. Even an ordinary sixth Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm would find it hard to resist. The outer sect disciples all had serious expressions.
"This Zhang Tiekuang is only 15 or 16 years old." A rogue cultivator bitterly smiled.
"A 15 or 16 year old seventh Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm. How shocking." The other rogue cultivators were the same.
Although they were the best among the rogue cultivators, when they were 15 or 16 years old, some of them hadn't even reached the fourth Lv of the Foundation Establishment Realm. It was really infuriating to compare oneself to others.
Chen Zong raised his head and stared at Zhang Tiekuang, who was falling from the sky. The sword and saber had slashed out dozens of times in an instant. It looked like a single attack.
This was the Sword and Saber Crazy Attack. It was a very violent attack that was purely destructive.
Liu Zhenji's expression was serious. This attack was even stronger than Tan Lie's attack. He wasn't confident he could block it.
Duan Long also stared at Zhang Tiekuang. His expression didn't change, but his heart wasn't as calm.
Facing this tyrannical attack, Chen Zong didn't have any intention of dodging. He unsheathed the White Great Sword and directly pierced through the air.
This sword was covered in a blue light. It was the Blue Light Sword Art.
"Is this trance?"
"No, it feels even higher than trance. There is an indescribable charm to it. That is Perfection."
"A sword art at the Perfection stage!"
Exclamations continued.
"This is not Perfection, but Martial Intent!"
The outer sect elders and inner sect elders were all shocked.
Although the Blue Light Sword Art was only a mid-grade mortal sword art, it was not easy to cultivate it to the Perfection stage, not to mention mastering Martial Intent.
For a moment, the outer sect elders began to reflect on themselves. There was such a character among the outer sect disciples, but they didn't know about it. It was a dereliction of duty, a great dereliction of duty.
If they had known about it earlier, they could have taken him as a disciple and trained him well, bringing glory to their sect.
The inner sect elder's eyes were shining.
Among the inner sect disciples, there were some who had cultivated martial arts to the Martial Intent stage, but it was very rare. Every inner sect disciple was ranked at the top.
Chen Zong's sword immediately made Zhang Tiekuang feel threatened.
The Sword and Saber Crazy Attack suddenly changed.
"Saber Tiger … Saber Dragon …"
Finishing move.
The long saber roared like a tiger, and the long sword roared like a dragon.
The saber light was like a tiger, and the sword light was like a dragon. The dragon and the tiger intertwined.
This attack was twice as strong as the Sword and Saber Crazy Attack.
But Chen Zong's sword didn't change at all. It went directly between the saber tiger and the sword dragon.
The saber and sword separated, and the sword went straight for the heart.
The tyrannical power directly hit Zhang Tiekuang's chest. It was skillful, so it didn't pierce through Zhang Tiekuang's body. It was like a hammer.
A muffled drum beat sounded, and Zhang Tiekuang's Zhen Qi protection was instantly scattered. His whole body flew into the air, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
One sword strike defeated Zhang Tiekuang, who was at the early seventh layer of the Foundation Realm. This scene shocked everyone.
Yang Chaofan's expression finally changed. For the first time, his eyes revealed a dignified expression as he looked at Chen Zong.
"Good sword … good sword skill …" Zhang Tie fell to the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He bitterly smiled.
He originally thought that after a month of hard work, he would be able to defeat Chen Zong with his Transcendent Sword and Saber Crazy Attack. He didn't think that he would be the one to be defeated.
Moreover, he wasn't defeated after a fierce battle, but in one sword strike.
Although he was unwilling, he had to admit it.
Strength, this was absolute strength, a strength that could crush everything.
The outer sect disciples and rogue cultivators were even more shocked. Only Feng Pingsheng, the head of Family Mo, and the leader of the Black Tiger Gang didn't change their expressions. They had all seen Chen Zong kill a ninth layer Foundation Realm expert with their own eyes.
The three inner sect disciples' expressions greatly changed. The Double-Sword Gao Lou, who had threatened to fight Chen Zong, revealed a bitter smile.
This kind of strength was not weak at all. If he fought against Chen Zong, he might not be able to win.
Moreover, it seemed like that wasn't Chen Zong's full strength. He had underestimated him.
Zhang Tiekuang was ranked third in the top 10. However, he was defeated and replaced by Chen Zong.
Ye Xijun blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Chen Zong. Chen Zong faintly smiled, and so did Ye Xijun.
"That sword strike wasn't his full strength, right?" Yang Chaofan suddenly spoke. His voice was calm, but it contained a trace of seriousness.
This was the first sentence Yang Chaofan had spoken since the start of the match.
"What is your talent?" Chen Zong asked. He didn't do it on purpose, but out of curiosity.
It was said that Yang Chaofan was born extraordinary and had an amazing talent, but as for what it was, very few people knew.
"Perhaps you will know." Yang Chaofan stared deeply at Chen Zong, then withdrew his gaze and didn't speak anymore.
In the eleventh battle, the challenger was defeated again.
In the twelfth battle, the challenger was also defeated.
In the thirteenth battle, Flying Flower Sword Ye Xiwen stepped onto the stage.
"Cousin, come and compete with me." Ye Xiwen looked at Ye Xijun with a smile.
Both of them came from a three-star force, the Ye family, and were cousins.
Ye Xijun didn't hesitate and directly jumped up. Her slender legs crossed in the air, and she lightly landed on the ground.
The sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was like a blooming flower. The flower's stamen poured out, and the sword light broke through the air.
At the same time, Ye Xijun's sword was also unsheathed.
What came out of the sheath was not a sword, but a mass of sword light. The sword light quickly spread out like a net, covering the blooming flower.
Cyan Luo Sword!
When the sword came out of Cyan Luo, it was like an inescapable net, and there was nowhere to hide.
Blood bloomed and withered, constantly alternating between illusion and destruction. Ye Xiwen's body followed the sword, shuttling through the net of swords, constantly approaching Ye Xijun. Ye Xijun stood still and waved her sword, interweaving into net after net of swords. The net of swords continued to encircle Ye Xiwen.
Either Ye Xiwen broke through the net of swords and attacked Ye Xijun, or Ye Xiwen was trapped by the net of swords and finally defeated.
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