Chapter Five Hundred and Sixtieth IX: Fierce Group Battle

The competition platform corresponding to the six groups was in the northeast direction of the field. Xiao Chen took a look and found that the referee had already stepped up.

The referee was an old man, with deep cultivation and long breath, even Xiao Chen's realm was a little hard to see through.

It is estimated that there is at least a middle-rank Martial Emperor, and it is definitely not an ordinary low-rank Martial Emperor. With such a cultivation level, he can easily control the scene of the martial arts competition.

Twenty arenas, that is, twenty middle-rank Martial Emperors, with such strength, the City Lord's Mansion of Fenglong City is probably much stronger than a shoe-level sect.

However, Fenglong City has been closed all year round, and the City Lord's Mansion will not interfere with power disputes in the mainland. It has maintained absolute neutrality for tens of thousands of years, so it will not arouse the suspicion of other forces.

The martial arts competition started soon, and the two contestants in the six groups, one with a knife and the other with a sword, were all around the peak of the middle-rank martial arts.

Being able to stand out from the tens of thousands of geniuses in the entire continent, it is obvious that these two people are not practicing rubbish skills and martial arts.

Fighting is also very lively, and ordinary people also have writing skills in their eyes, so they won't feel bored.

Of course, in Xiao Chen's eyes, it seemed rather boring. The two of them were two grades lower than him, and their skills were not astonishing.

After two hundred moves, the warrior who wielded the sword flew the long knife in the opponent's hand with one move, and the weapon rested on the opponent's neck.

"The outcome has been decided. Contestant No. 1 wins and gets two points." The six referees said calmly.

Afterwards, contestants No. 3 and No. 4 came to the stage. The two who took the stage this time, one has the cultivation level of a top-rank Martial King and the other has just stepped into the realm of a top-rank Martial King.

The difference in cultivation was a bit big, so there was no suspense in this match. After fifty moves, the No. 3 player with the highest cultivation level defeated the No. 4 player.

"In the next match, No. 5 Xie Ziwen will face No. 6 Zong Liang."

Xiao Chen was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet Xie Ziwen so soon, but the two are not at the same level, so there is no need to pay too much attention.

Xie Ziwen sneered, jumped up, and flew directly towards the competition platform. Seven groups of referees pointed lightly with their palms, and a gap was opened in the wind and thunder barrier, allowing it to fall down.

Zong Liang clasped his hands and said, "Zong Liang, Xia Guo's Seven Fist School, please advise."

Xie Ziwen said disdainfully: "Seven fists, where is the small sect that I have never heard of, so stop talking nonsense, let's start, take my palm first.

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Thousands of Flaming Palms!

With a loud shout, Xie Ziwen pushed forward with his right hand, and the fire attribute aura in the air suddenly boiled, and thousands of flaming palms appeared out of thin air.

Then it quickly turned into a huge flaming palm, and pressed down on Zongliang fiercely. The texture on the flaming palm was clear, as if it was real, and its power was astonishing.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and he said softly: "I have made progress, and I have one-half of Bai Zhan's strength half a year ago."

When he was in the ancient land, Xie Ziwen's huge flaming palm still needed a long time of energy accumulation to use it.

And it was used as a unique move against Xiao Chen, but now it can be used as a normal move, and it can be condensed so quickly.

In more than a year, Xie Ziwen, Xie Ziwen's progress is not small.

Zong Liang's face was solemn, knowing that his opponent was difficult to deal with, he clasped his hands together, condensed into a wall of vitality to protect his body, and turned into a defensive posture with all his strength.

boom!

During the tumbling heat wave, sparks shot out, and Zong Liang retreated hundreds of steps.

"See how many palms you can hold!"

Xie Ziwen yelled, and the huge flaming palms pressed over like a mountain again, one palm after another kept pressing over.

Zong Liang's face was pale, and after insisting on five moves, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured.

"Defeat me!"

Xie Ziwen stretched out both palms, and immediately the two flaming giant palms overlapped, doubling their power, even Zong Liangzai couldn't resist it.

The vitality of the body guard shattered, and he opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

"The victory and defeat have been divided." The seven referees said in a deep voice: "This match, Xie Ziwen won, two points."

The Great Elder Jiang Chi said solemnly: "Five strokes will seriously injure the opponent. When Xiao Chen meets him, he has to be careful. This person seems to be a disciple of Xieyue Pavilion. ranked in the top fifty."

Xiao Chen didn't refute, just smiled slightly, and continued to watch the next game.

In the group stage, each player has to fight 20 rounds, and the first round is fought in order of numbers. Xiao Chen ranked relatively low, so he appeared late.

But in the next few matches of the six groups, the level was not high, so Xiao Chen couldn't help turning his attention to other competition platforms.

With a casual glance, Xiao Chen found an old acquaintance, and couldn't help but fix his gaze.

On the No. 9 ring, Duanmu Qing was fighting fiercely with her opponent.

Duanmuqing only has the cultivation base of a middle-rank martial king, while her opponent has the cultivation base of a high-rank martial king, which is a small realm higher than her.

However, in the situation on the field, Duanmu Qing had the absolute advantage, her head full of black hair turned into white hair fluttering, her eyes were cold and unfeeling, and she was holding a slender long sword.

With every move, he firmly suppressed the opponent, like a machine, Duanmu Qing didn't feel the slightest emotion in his whole body.

Being suppressed by a person whose cultivation level is lower than her own, the other party must be very unwilling. She wanted to make a comeback several times, but Duanmuqing calmly found the flaws and cracked all kinds of killer moves one by one.

In the end, he lost helplessly and became the first player in that group to be defeated by someone crossing the border.

"Duanmuqing, it turns out that she has grown so much."

Moving his gaze to the left, Xiao Chen looked at another acquaintance, Ding Fengchou from Tianjianmen. I haven't seen him for more than a year, but Ding Fengchou's progress is astonishing.

With only three moves, he defeated an opponent of a high-rank Martial King. Now Ding Fengchou seems to be stronger than Xie Ziwen.

Next, Xiao Chen watched a few more matches. The contestants in the ring battle had the lowest cultivation level of a middle-rank martial king, most of them had a high-rank martial king, and quite a few had a half-step martial king.

There are less than ten contestants in the half-step Martial Emperor's Great Achievement Realm, and as for the half-step Martial Emperor in the peak and perfect state, I have not seen a single one for the time being.

"Look, Nangong Ziyue from the Nangong Family is here, and she won the top eight places in the last session."

Xiao Chen looked sideways, and saw a woman in a purple dress on the ring of the nineteenth group, standing gracefully, her temperament seemed extremely dusty.

Her opponent was a burly man holding a huge sword, and judging by the aura on his body, he was not weak.

"Gong Haoyu, please give me more advice." The burly man seemed more cautious, knowing the name of the Nangong family, and immediately took a few steps back after the opening.

boom!

But before he could stand still, he was knocked down by Nangong Ziyue's palm, and he didn't even see clearly how the opponent made the move.

"It's so powerful, it only took one palm to defeat the opponent."

"Then Gong Haoyu is not weak anymore. He seemed to be in the top 50 last time, but it feels like the two are not at the same level at all."

"A member of the Nangong family really deserves her reputation. I wonder if she can compete for the top five this time."

Everyone had guessed that Nangong Ziyue would win, but they didn't expect to win so easily. The geniuses in the top ten were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses.

Xiao Chen saw it clearly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Nangong Ziyue was very strong but she was not his opponent.

His real opponents are Sima Lingxuan and Xuanyuan Zhantian, and if there are more, the mysterious and unpredictable Chu Chaoyun will also be counted as one.

"Xiao Chen, No. 19, will face Huang Qiang, No. 20 in the next match."

On the seventeenth group's competition arena, it was finally Xiao Chen's turn to appear.

Above the arena, Xiao Chen's whole body breath was introverted, making it difficult for people to know how deep it was, and the competition had begun with a slight clap of hands.

"Hey, thank you for sending me two points."

His opponent, Huang Qiang, was a swordsman whose cultivation had also reached the half-step Martial Emperor realm. He held a long sword and pointed at Xiao Chen, but he didn't pay attention to him.

Xiao Chen dared to say such big words without even comprehending the sword intent, Xiao Chen was speechless.

Stepping forward, while the figure flickered, the vigor circulated rapidly in the body, and the bones of the whole body crackled.

In an instant, Xiao Chen felt the infinite strength permeating his whole body, and softly shouted: "Pierce the armor, seize the heart!"

Clenching a fist with his right hand, he formed a sharp cyan airflow, easily tearing through the continuous sword curtain that the opponent couldn't get under.

Mind Claw!

The five fingers spread out into claws, and between the transformation of the fist and claws, the flow of clouds and water flows smoothly, without the slightest unnaturalness.

Under the terrified gaze of the other party, five fingers pierced his body's protective vitality, and inserted into his heart with a swoosh.

Without really grabbing Duoxin, Xiao Chen drew out his hand, and slapped him on his chest with the back of his hand, and slammed him into the barrier of the ring with great force.

One punch, one claw, easy to defeat the enemy, luxurious and fancy.

The fist is an armor-piercing fist, designed to break defenses, and the claw is a heart-destroying claw, as hard as cold iron and as hard as a steel finger, one claw can break a heart.

The referees of the six groups were secretly surprised that the battle on the field ended a little extraordinarily quickly.

Outsiders can't judge the cultivation bases of the two, but he clearly knows that the cultivation bases of the two are both half-step Martial Emperor Xiaocheng, and the difference is not big at all.

I thought that the first place in the six groups was taken away, but now it seems that a little more variables have been added, this Xiao Chen is by no means weaker than that Xie Ziwen.

"No. 19 Xiao Chen wins, with two points." After loudly announcing the result, the seven referees took a deep look at Xiao Chen, this young man might be deeper than he imagined.

In an independent seat in the east of the auditorium, ten young talents were leisurely watching the various battles on the twenty competition platforms.

The ten people are the seed players of this five-nation competition. They are eligible to skip the first round of knockout rounds. The number one seed player Sima Lingxuan can skip the two rounds of knockout rounds and directly enter the ranking battle.

The only woman among the seeded players, Yue Chenxi, was very eye-catching among the ten players. In the past, the seeded players were basically eight places from the eight great families.

The remaining two slots appeared in your top ten sects, but this year there are three slots in the top ten sects, Tai Yi Sect Gongyang Yu, Piaoxue Sword Sect Liu Xiaoyun, Haotian Sect Yue Chenxi.

Seeing Xiao Chen defeating his opponent with two moves on the stage, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Yue Chenxi's bright eyes, and a bright smile appeared on his beautiful face.

Xiao Chen, you really didn't disappoint me, this time you should let me do my best.