Dark Horse
The person Chu Xingyun was staring at was a grey-clothed youth holding a pitch black broadsword. His face was rather handsome, but there was a trace of cunning between his brows, destroying his overall beauty.
This grey-clothed youth was not unfamiliar to Chu Xingyun. It was Teng Qing.
He stood on the martial arts arena with his head raised and his expression soaring, as if he enjoyed being the center of attention. What was even more shocking was that his cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Earth Spirit.
At this moment, the first round of the Heavenly Sword Trials had already been carried out four times. Half of the disciples had been eliminated, and those who remained were not weak in strength and talent.
It was indeed rare for someone at the seventh level of the Earth Spirit to not be eliminated.
The surrounding crowd also noticed this and all looked over. This action made Teng Qing even more complacent, and his entire body was filled with an arrogant attitude.
Teng Qing's opponent was a tall and sturdy black-clothed youth. His muscles bulged and he carried a yellow broadsword on his back. His cultivation far surpassed Teng Qing's and had already reached the half-step Sky Spirit Realm.
The tall and sturdy youth looked at Teng Qing and unsheathed his broadsword. A thick aura was released without any hesitation, enveloping his entire body and covering his body with a layer of yellow light.
"Begin!" Seeing that both sides were ready, the blood robed elder immediately announced loudly.
Almost at this instant, the tall and sturdy youth raised his broadsword high up and took a heavy step, causing the entire martial arts arena to tremble. He took the lead to attack Teng Qing, wanting to seize the initiative.
However, he had only taken half a step when the space in front of him actually released a dazzling purple light. Teng Qing's figure appeared, holding the broadsword tightly with both hands, he swept out horizontally towards the tall and sturdy youth's chest.
"So fast!" The crowd was shocked by this scene and subconsciously let out sighs of admiration.
On the high platform, Chu Xingyun's gaze also froze, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and his expression became even more shocked.
Teng Qing's appearance came without any warning. When the tall and sturdy youth came back to his senses, the broadsword was already in front of him, and he had no time to dodge.
Clang!
The broadsword suddenly swept over. The instant it touched the tall and sturdy youth's body, a yellow light mixed with Yang energy rose up and forcefully blocked the terrifying power of the broadsword.
"Lose!" Although he managed to block the attack, the burly young man's aura had clearly weakened. He roared angrily and swung his heavy sword at Teng Qing's body.
At this moment, the distance between the two of them was only a foot. The heavy sword was mixed with whistling gales, overbearing and heavy, and there was almost no space to dodge.
The corners of the burly young man's mouth curled up into a smile. He was confident that he would be able to defeat Teng Qing with this strike.
However, just as this thought surfaced in his mind, Teng Qing suddenly disappeared. A purple light flashed in the space beside him and Teng Qing appeared in the light once again.
He still held his sword tightly and swept it horizontally, once again aiming for the burly young man's chest.
"How is this possible?!" The robust young man was shocked. Up until now, he still couldn't believe that Teng Qing had avoided that sword strike. Moreover, Teng Qing had avoided it so easily and without the slightest pressure.
Clang!
The big sword once again bombarded the yellow light. The burly young man's body trembled. He pulled out his sword and swept it horizontally. He almost madly pounced towards Teng Qing.
However, the final result didn't change. Teng Qing had easily avoided his attack.
A bright light flashed. In the next instant, the shadow of the big sword flashed and chopped down on the burly young man's chest, causing the yellow light to completely shatter. A strand of dark red blood dripped onto the martial arts arena's ground.
"Do you still want to fight?" Teng Qing's arrogant voice sounded. He raised his head and stared at the burly young man. He sneered, "The next strike will definitely shatter your sternum!"
Hearing this, the burly young man's face kept twitching. A furious roar erupted from his throat. However, in the next instant, his body flew out horizontally and scraped against the ground for over ten meters before coming to a stop.
The crowd's gazes followed the burly young man's body and saw that a hideous sword wound had appeared on his chest. The blood that gushed out was mixed with the remains of his sternum.
"The winner is Teng Qing!" The blood robed elder's voice slowly sounded out. Teng Qing stood on the stage with both his hands raised high. At the same time, his gaze was extremely disdainful as he glanced at the burly young man. His expression was filled with ridicule and ridicule.
"He actually won again. This Teng Qing defeated someone who was half a step into the Sky Spirit Realm with his cultivation at the seventh level of the Earth Spirit Realm. He is undoubtedly the dark horse of this time's Heavenly Sword Trials. His strength is too strong!"
"Not only is the movement technique he used extremely fast, there was no sign at all. It was as if he had broken through the air. If he didn't rely on this movement technique, it would have been impossible for him to win."
"Strange movement technique, avoiding all attacks and then using the big sword to counterattack, specifically chopping at one spot. This kind of fighting method is very simple, but very practical. It makes one unable to defend against it."
A wave of clamorous discussion arose in the crowd. Even the Sword Masters looked at Teng Qing with admiration, expressing great affirmation of the strength that Teng Qing had displayed.
In this time's Heavenly Sword Trials, he was indeed a dark horse that exceeded everyone's expectations.
Chu Xingyun's gaze was still fixed on Teng Qing. After a long while, he spat out a sentence that only he could hear. He was somewhat shocked as he said, "It is indeed the Heaven Grade Wu Ling Talent."
In his previous life, Chu Xingyun had obtained the Nameless Cultivation Technique and had the ability to devour Wu Ling. Any Wu Ling could be instantly devoured and inherited the Wu Ling Talent.
Over time, he divided Wu Ling Talent into Human Grade, Earth Grade and Heaven Grade. Between each grade, it was further divided into three grades: High, Middle and Low.
The Human Grade Wu Ling Talent emitted a scarlet white light.
The Earth Grade Wu Ling Talent emitted an azure blue light.
The Heaven Grade Wu Ling Talent emitted a dark purple light.
Just now, when Teng Qing activated the Wu Ling Talent, the purple light was extremely pure. This meant that Teng Qing's Wu Ling Talent was at the Heaven Grade, and it was at the Upper Grade!
"The Heaven Grade Wu Ling Talent is something that can only be encountered by chance. Even in my previous life, I had only devoured it twice, and neither time was the Upper Grade Heaven Grade Talent. I did not expect to encounter it here." Chu Xingyun secretly sighed in his heart.
At this time, Teng Qing had already left the arena. On the Sixth Martial Arts Arena, the results were also out. Xia Qingcheng had won again, causing many people to exclaim in surprise.
Time passed slowly. The following battles were still fierce, but the speed at which Chu Xingyun ended the battle was still extremely fast. He easily won with his sword finger, and his opponent did not even have the strength to fight back.
In addition to him, the five pro-disciples were also in the same situation. They had been crushing their opponents with absolute strength.
The sun was setting in the west, and the air gradually became colder. At this time, the five pro-disciples had already finished their final battles and successfully obtained a spot in the top eight. There were only a few disciples left in the other three arenas.
The first round of the Sky Ascension Sword Meet was about to end.
"The final winner of the Sixth Martial Arts Arena, Xia Qingcheng!"
"The final winner of the Seventh Martial Arts Arena, Teng Qing!"
Two voices sounded out almost at the same time. Xia Qingcheng and Teng Qing had both advanced to the top eight.
The crowd focused their gazes on the two of them, filled with envy. The two of them could be considered as dark horses, especially Teng Qing. His cultivation was only at the Seventh Level of the Earth Spirit Realm, but he still advanced in the end.
He was fully deserving of the title of the strongest dark horse!
But not long after, the crowd moved their gazes away and looked towards the Eighth Martial Arts Arena.
Because there were six people in the previous round, there were still three people standing in the Eighth Martial Arts Arena. Everyone was looking forward to the arrangement of the following battles.
"Luo Huaimei and Ye Gui are both half-step into the Sky Spirit Realm and are extremely powerful. The former's speed is as fast as a startled swan, while the latter's sword aura is as dense as a mountain. The outcome of their battle is hard to predict."
"The strength of the Luo Yun Sword Master cannot be underestimated. From the beginning until now, he has never used a sword. He has the highest chance of winning the Eighth Martial Arts Arena."
"From the looks of it, the final battle will be between Luo Huaimei or Ye Gui and the Luo Yun Sword Master!"
After the previous battles, everyone clearly knew of Chu Xingyun's terrifying strength. They all felt that Chu Xingyun had the highest chance of winning the Eighth Martial Arts Arena.
Whoosh!
The blood robed elder in charge of the Eighth Martial Arts Arena came to the center of the arena.
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