In his palm, eight rays of light of different colors revolved around a bright star. The next moment, he clenched his fist and held a force that could destroy the world in his palm.
His body suddenly leaped up like a giant flea, leaping over a thousand feet.
"Open for me!"
Zhao Yuande exhaled and shouted. His fist met the mountain-sized finger in the sky.
This finger was sparkling and translucent like jade, as if it was completely made of jade. However, it gave people a bone-chilling feeling. This coldness also contained a trace of the Way of Heaven's power.
Just as his fist was about to make contact with the finger, he opened his palm in a dream and slapped the finger with his palm.
His palm contained eight types of terrifying Rule Force that revolved around the resplendent stars. Just like that, it was imprinted on his finger.
Zhao Yuande retracted his palm, and his body smashed into the ground like a meteor.
His body actually smashed a huge hole in the solid martial arts practice field, and the surrounding stone slabs cracked in a large area.
The finger in the sky was still descending slowly, and Zhao Yuande jumped out of the big pit. He did not make another move, and just stood quietly with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky.
"How is he? This palm doesn't seem to have any effect? "Some people looked at Zhao Yuande in confusion, and then looked at the slowly descending finger in the sky. They did not understand.
"I don't understand …"
"Could it be that Zhao Yuande realized that he couldn't move the finger and gave up resisting?"
"It doesn't look like it! I think he has a card up his sleeve, maybe … "
"Crack!"
Just as everyone was discussing, a crisp sound suddenly came from the finger in the sky.
Crack! Crack! Huala!
Under everyone's incredulous gazes, the finger that was comparable to a mountain actually made a huge hole in Lei Kai's hand. Then, like glass being shattered, it shattered with a crash.
"No … this is impossible! I don't … believe it! "The originally snow-white sky suddenly returned to normal, and a figure appeared in mid-air.
It was Frozen. At this moment, she was looking at Zhao Yuande on the ground in disbelief.
"Puff!" She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face immediately turned pale.
"Look, her body …" Someone suddenly shouted from below.
When everyone took a closer look, they couldn't help but reveal looks of disbelief. At this moment, cracks had also appeared on the frozen body.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, the ice seal exploded and turned into a bloody mist.
A white shadow rushed out of the blood mist and rushed towards Zhao Yuande!
The white figure exuded a powerful Spiritual Energy, which had surpassed the Divine Emperor Realm.
"You destroyed my Nine Deaths Ascension to Immortality. I'm going to tear you apart!" The white figure roared ferociously. It was actually one of Goddess Snow's soul avatars.
At this moment, everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter. This kind of Divine Soul power was simply too powerful, causing them to have no intention of resisting at all.
However, Zhao Yuande was neither anxious nor afraid. He simply glanced at the old servant.
"How dare you!" The child's voice was like thunder as his eyes swept over.
Before the white shadow could even reach Zhao Yuande, it suddenly felt an irresistible force imprison it in an instant.
"Let go of me, I'm going to kill him! I'm the high and mighty Ice God. How can I lose to a mere mortal? I can't accept this! "The imprisoned white figure roared hysterically, but he couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried.
"Hmph! Save it! There are plenty of gods like you in the Palace of Empress Wa! "The child sneered and pointed his finger lightly.
The white figure burst like a balloon, leaving nothing behind.
Only then did everyone realize that the child was actually so powerful.
"Alright, the first selection is complete. Now there are six powerhouses left. They are Wandering Sword, Sword Servant, Zhang Fan, Feng Wujiang, Ming Yu, and Zhao Yuande!" The child looked around at everyone, scanning the faces of Zhao Yuande and the other five. Finally, he said softly, "Everyone is tired today. Let's rest for a day. Tomorrow, we'll start the second selection!"
Zhao Yuande found a place to sit cross-legged. He was excited about the upcoming battle and wondered who his first opponent would be tomorrow.
Zhao Yuande's mood has always been in a state of excitement. He has an impulse to immediately fight with Zhang Fan!
The others were the same. Everyone was observing their opponents tomorrow.
The geniuses who were destined to become servants had mixed feelings. They hoped that the future master of the Palace of Empress Wa would not be too strict with them.
"Among the six of them, who do you think is most likely to win in the end?"
"I think it should be Zhang Fan. He's unfathomable and seems to have a good temper. He should be a good candidate to be the Palace Master."
"No, I think it should be Zhao Yuande. Did you see that just now? His combat strength can definitely defeat an Emperor God! He's stronger than Zhang Fan, but it's hard to say if he'll be the Palace Master. I think he's a smiling tiger. It's not a good feeling! "
"What do you know! I think I've vaguely heard about Zhao Yuande before. He's very principled and keeps his promises. If you ask me, he's the best candidate to be the Palace Master! "
"I think Feng Wujiang is a good candidate. He's forthright and generous!"
"…"
Time passed quickly. Soon, the next day arrived.
Little Boy appeared outside the martial arts arena with the old servant and waved at Zhao Yuande and the other five.
"The six of you, come here!"
The six of them hurried over.
"We won't draw lots today. My master will personally rank you and arrange your opponents!" Little Boy looked at everyone's reaction. Seeing that they did not express any objections, he nodded in satisfaction.
"The next match is Piaoling Sword versus the Sword Servant. You may go!" Little Boy nodded at the two of them. The two of them walked toward the martial arts arena.
When the crowd heard that these two were going to fight, their eyes lit up.
They had long known who was faster between the two of them!
Was it Piaoling Sword's Sword Flash or the Sword Servant's demonic sword?
Piaoling Sword stood in the middle of the arena and looked at the black saber in the Sword Servant's hand. He could not help but frown slightly.
"You're no match for me. Put away this demonic saber and leave!" Although Piaoling Sword frowned, he still tried to persuade the Sword Servant to leave.
"Hah! Don't be long-winded. You'll be the first soul to die under my demonic saber today! " The Sword Servant's hand that was holding the black saber began to tremble gradually. His face was drenched in sweat and his eyes were bloodshot. He could no longer suppress the excitement of the demonic saber.
"Alright!" Piaoling Sword held the longsword in his hand and a golden sword gleam flashed. The next moment, he appeared in front of the Sword Servant.
"Crack!"
The black saber was unsheathed and a black saber gleam met the golden sword gleam.
When the saber gleam and the sword gleam collided, an ear-piercing sound was heard.
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