Xia Zixuan's purpose is simple, to intercept all opponents.
This is not against Chen Xiao, he gave his best to the previous two opponents.
"please!"
Chen Xiao made a gesture of invitation. The people he encountered in the first two games were all second level Zhenwu. The real battle had officially begun.
"In this match against Chen Xiao, who is at the third level of Zhenwu, what are his chances of winning?"
A small number of people outside the field bet on Chen Xiao's championship. If he is upset, they will make a lot of money.
However, the bet to buy Chen Xiao's champion is not big, only a thousand spiritual stones at most.
"It's very difficult. The best we can do is a draw."
Most people shook their heads. Chen Xiao's ability to reach this point was incredible.
The war is about to break out!
"brush!"
Xia Zixuan unsheathed his long sword, drew a sharp arc, and headed straight for Chen Xiao's door.
The sword is fast and fierce.
Chen Xiao stepped on the Seven Stars and performed the Nine Phantom Transformation Technique, shuttling across the ring like a civet cat.
"Chen Xiao, I'm already familiar with your movements. You can't avoid it."
In the past few battles, Xia Zixuan had been paying attention to Chen Xiao's trajectory.
His swordsmanship is sharp and his footwork is weird, which is extremely difficult for ordinary people to detect.
Xia Zixuan's footwork suddenly accelerated, and his speed was actually not as fast as Chen Xiao's.
In an instant!
Xia Zixuan's long sword appeared on Chen Xiao's chest.
"Huhuhu..."
The sword energy compressed the space, and there was a buzzing sound, like a hurricane coming. Chen Xiao had no room to retreat.
As expected of the third level of Zhenwu, his combat power is many times more powerful than that of the second level of Zhenwu.
Seeing that Chen Xiao was about to be stabbed by a sword, at this moment, Chen Xiao's long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and instead of using the sword-drawing technique, he cut ruthlessly.
The Seven Styles of Cutting Heaven were used for the first time.
The moment it struck, the wind and clouds changed, and a strong wind blew around, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.
Xia Zixuan's expression changed drastically. Everyone thought that Chen Xiao's sword-drawing skills were great, but they didn't expect that his swordsmanship was even more cunning.
"Qiang!"
Xia Zixuan's long sword was split open by Chen Xiao. The sword's momentum did not decrease and he continued to rush towards Xia Zixuan.
Having entered the top ten, Chen Xiao's mission has been completed and he can now perform to his heart's content.
"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Chen Xiao sneered and drove his sword straight in. His momentum became stronger and stronger, and the oppressive Xia Zixuan could hardly lift his head.
"How could this be? Chen Xiao has been hiding his strength."
Everyone in the stands looked shocked.
"Strong, so powerful. This sword is comparable to the fourth level of Zhenwu."
The full version of the ruthless style forms rolling air waves, like overwhelming magma, crushing it.
Xia Zixuan's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he quickly changed his moves.
He changes moves quickly, and Chen Xiao changes moves even faster.
Each of the seven moves of Caitian contains countless changes, making it difficult for people to guard against.
"Chi chi chi..."
The sword energy was flowing horizontally and vertically, like a stormy wave, which swept Xia Zixuan away.
It is simply unbelievable that a dignified third level Zhenwu could not resist Chen Xiao's sword.
"jump!"
The Merciless Slash crashed down, and an unparalleled sword beam landed on the ring.
The moment the sword fell, a long ravine appeared on the arena, and Xia Zixuan's body flew out like a kite with its string broken.
"puff!"
Xia Zixuan spurted blood and slammed his body onto the ring.
The sword energy did not diminish and was still raging. The clothes on Xia Zixuan's body were all torn apart and turned into countless pieces.
The appearance was terrible. In the previous scenes, Chen Xiao almost sealed his throat with a sword, but he didn't have such a tyrannical momentum.
This sword made everyone get to know Chen Xiao again.
"What a terrible sword!"
Before, everyone thought that Chen Xiao won with his sword-drawing skills.
Unexpectedly, his swordsmanship was superior.
Xia Zixuan's body was seriously injured and he was basically disqualified from fighting in the following battle.
Chen Xiao still stood on the ring, waiting for the next opponent.
The battles in several other arenas ended one after another, with Chang Yong and Jin Yunjin defeating their opponents respectively.
Su Lanhui continued to win this battle, and Ye Wendong won.
Liu Xingchun, Jiang Gongming, Xia Zixuan, and Qin Yongzhen still scored zero points.
There is no time to rest, the game continues.
Xia Zixuan was carried down, and the deacon in charge began to treat his injuries.
After waiting for about a few minutes, another figure appeared in front of Chen Xiao.
"Junior Brother Chen has a good trick!"
After Ye Wendong came on stage, he hugged Chen Xiao. He had already scored two points and had a great chance to hit the top three.
"Senior brother is laughing!"
Chen Xiao still said politely.
After the two of them stood still, boundless air waves rolled. Although Ye Wendong's cultivation level was also at the third level of Zhenwu, in terms of combat effectiveness, he was stronger than Xia Zixuan.
"Let's not waste time. Let's decide the outcome with one move."
Ye Wendong said.
It was already the fourth battle. Everyone's spiritual power was severely depleted and the battle needed to end as soon as possible.
"good!"
Chen Xiao nodded. Although his spiritual power was not seriously consumed, there was no need to be too stunning.
The two of them were ready to go, and a thick vortex appeared above their heads. The vortex above Chen Xiao's head was even more terrifying.
Ye Wendong's eyes narrowed, Chen Xiao could not reach the eighth level of spiritual martial arts, and the purity of his spiritual power was actually more terrifying than the third level of true martial arts.
Chen Xiao pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword and did not perform the Seven Heavenly Styles.
His eyes suddenly shrank, the Nine Heavens Divine Pillar moved, and the airflow around him began to slow down. He adjusted his breathing.
Chen Xiao opened and closed, and every breath he took was very rhythmic.
It was as if the whole person was integrated into the heaven and earth.
Ye Wendong's pressure increased, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
"Sword power!"
At such a young age, this boy actually understood the power of the sword.
There was a trace of surprise in Mo Hong's eyes. Chen Xiao was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he actually realized the rare sword power.
The power of the sword is even more difficult to comprehend than the intention of the sword.
Mountains have mountains.
Everyone has power.
The sword has sword power.
The towering mountains give people a sense of weight.
The superior person gives people a sense of majesty.
The force of the sword gives people a sense of oppression.
Each of the three trends has its own merits, and one cannot say who is stronger and who is weaker.
The mountains are too strong and daunting.
The power of people is too strong, which increases the pressure on people.
The power of the sword is too strong, making people fearful.
What Chen Xiao released was the power of his sword.
"I lost, I am no match for you!"
Ye Wendong suddenly put away his long sword and admitted defeat in public.
"Forehead!"
The people in the stands around looked astonished.
No one expected that Ye Wendong would take the initiative to admit defeat.
"Ye Wendong is very smart!"
An Earth Martial Realm elder said in the stands.
The moment Chen Xiao used his sword, everyone in the Earth Martial Arts Realm felt it.
"Concession!"
Chen Xiao did not expect that Ye Wendong would take the initiative to admit defeat.
The artistic conception just now was inexplicable, and Chen Xiao was unwilling to get out of that artistic conception.
"Can you tell me how you understood the power of the sword?"
After Ye Wendong calmed down his momentum, he chatted enthusiastically with Chen Xiao.
"Sword power?"
Chen Xiao was confused. He didn't know what sword power was at all.
The feeling just now was the first time he had experienced it.
"You don't know the power of the sword?"
This time it was Ye Wendong's turn to look stunned, and then he let out a wry smile.
"Monster, you are a monster!"
Ye Wendong shook his head. He was so angry when comparing people to others.
"Senior Brother Ye, tell me about the sword power?"
The competition in other arenas is not over yet, and there is still some time to ask Ye Wendong about sword power.
"Let's go down and talk!"
The two of them walked down together and stood on the side of the ring. Ye Wendong collected his thoughts and explained the sword moves to Chen Xiao.
"The power of the sword is the general trend of heaven and earth, and there is no single person who understands it. You can touch the artistic conception of the sword power, which has surpassed countless people."
Ye Wendong said sadly.
