Chapter 99 The Great Seventh Comparison

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  The night passed quickly, and the east began to show a hint of white fish color. Chen Xuan also retreated from his cultivation state, this time without choosing deep meditation, but only recovering his physical strength for the night. If he had chosen deep meditation, sometimes even several years would pass before he woke up again. Chen Xuan walked out of his cave and headed towards the square of Lian Shan Peak. Today's Lian Shan Peak was not as lively as yesterday's. When Chen Xuan arrived, he saw only about twenty people, far fewer than yesterday. After a short while, almost all the disciples had arrived, and it was Ye Yun who spoke up again. Everyone rushed towards the direction of the arena where the big competition would take place.

  Half a time later, everyone came to the scene of yesterday's big comparison again. Some high platforms already had disciples who arrived first, and even the disciples of Lian Shan Peak jumped onto their own high platform, waiting for today's competition. Today is still a 12-round match, which will end around sunset. One after another, disciples rushed over here, and all the disciples arrived within half a time.

  It was still the same people from yesterday, flying to a high platform with all seats, but today there seemed to be fewer people, not as many as yesterday. Chen Xuan also noticed that the person with the strongest aura didn't seem to have come today, and it was still the middle-aged man who spoke up again yesterday.

  "Today's match is the same as yesterday, no killing is allowed. If you can avoid injury, don't injure others. We are all fellow disciples, so I won't say more nonsense. It will be the same as yesterday, fighting according to the number plates," After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man threw out over a thousand number plates again. This time Chen Xuan received the 400th plate, meaning his opponent would be the 800th plate. All disciples had received their number plates.

  A middle-aged man began to report the numbers, "Number one versus number 1,200 on the first arena, number two versus number 1,199 on the second arena..." The reporting of the hundred arenas was quickly completed. This time it was similar to yesterday's, with the senior brother of the Individual Peak still not being called up. They were all disciples at the peak of Spiritual Martial Arts, and none had reached Half-Step True Martial Arts. The battles below quickly began, with intense fighting on each of the hundred arenas. Everyone was using their greatest strength, making the scene extremely fiery. The sound of spiritual instruments clashing echoed throughout the square, accompanied by the pounding sounds of fists and feet.

  Half a time passed quickly, the 100 arenas all ended their battles, the eliminated disciples all returned to the elimination area with disappointment on their faces, while the winning side returned to the high platform, and the first round of competition came to an end.

  A middle-aged man continued to call out numbers for the second round, and with each number called, a disciple flew down to the stage. The hundred-seat arena was once again packed with people, and this time's battle was even more intense than the last. Some disciples were seriously injured, although the rules prohibited severely injuring opponents. Once they engaged in combat, it was difficult to control their strength. Disciples were getting hurt at all times, and it was unclear what spirit drove them to exert themselves so much. Was the temptation of the Cihai Dan really that great? Every disciple wanted to get this reward.

  The battle on the stage had dozens of people carried out within half an hour, with more injuries this time, and the winning side didn't fare well either, suffering some damage. However, for cultivators, getting a little hurt wasn't a big deal, as they would recover in a few days. The second round of competition also came to a close amidst intense fighting.

  A middle-aged man continued to announce the third round, and another two hundred disciples fell onto the stage. Each one glared at their opponent with both eyes, drew out their own weapons, and clashed together. On the scene, various spiritual instruments flew up and down, and many disciples were directly kicked off the stage by some powerful forces. The third round of fighting also ended in half a time, and this time again, more than a dozen people were carried out.

  Chen Xuan also stood up, this time it was his turn to take the stage. The middle-aged man continued to announce the number for the fourth round, Chen Xuan still at No. 1 Arena, not knowing if it was a deliberate arrangement. Chen Xuan again descended elegantly, like a butterfly landing on No. 1 Arena. After yesterday's events, all the disciples had also become accustomed to it, and many of them chose to show off their skills. At the moment when Chen Xuan landed, a young man also landed opposite him, facing Chen Xuan.

  The young man opposite looked at him and saw that he was the disciple who had been beaten silly by him yesterday. His face twitched, "Brother, please advise," he said politely, not wanting to be beaten silly like yesterday again. The young man opposite Chen Xuan said:

  Please, Chen Xuan also responded with a voice, Chen Xuan did not bring out his own evil charm, now it's too rare to force Chen Xuan to bring out the evil charm.

  The young man opposite looked at Chen Xuan, standing proudly on the spot, without making a move first, waiting for himself to make a move. "Then I won't be polite," the young man growled, his long knife slashing down from mid-air, wanting to split Chen Xuan in two. A huge knife aura appeared above Chen Xuan's head, as if pressing down on him. The power of this knife was enough to split a stone the size of a house in half. The dozens of meters long knife aura was only a few meters away from Chen Xuan's head, yet he still didn't choose to make a move.

  After what happened yesterday, all the disciples believed that Chen Xuan would not be defeated so easily. Just as all the disciples were thinking about how Chen Xuan could break through this move, Chen Xuan's fist moved and punched out in front of him. The air around him began to become chaotic, and the knife aura in front of him also became unstable. Before his fist even arrived, the wind from his punch had already blown the knife aura into disarray. Chi Yan Thousand Miles, Chen Xuan let out a low shout as he punched out with his fist.

  Bang, all the knife guards were broken by Chen Xuan's punch. The young man opposite had not yet withdrawn his long knife when he was hit by Chen Xuan's fist and flew backwards, falling off the stage. However, he did not suffer any injury, as if he had floated down gently. The young man looked at himself, already off the stage and uninjured, and only then realized that Chen Xuan's strength was truly terrifying.

  Being able to knock himself off the stage without harming himself requires extremely high control over his spiritual power. The young man who fell to the ground didn't need to be said, Chen Xuan directly defeated him with one move, without wasting a single moment, clean and efficient. The young man who fell to the ground also politely nodded at Chen Xuan.

  "Brother Chen's strength is probably not even a match for some of the top masters, losing to Brother Chen is not unjust, I wish Brother Chen can go further," the young man flattered Chen Xuan;

  "Your strength is also good, and you will have a chance to reach the True Martial Realm in the future," Chen Xuan said; after finishing speaking, Chen Xuan returned to his own high platform.

  Chen Xuan defeated the disciple below him with one move, attracting the attention of many disciples. If Chen Xuan had won the previous match, it might have been due to luck, but this time he won cleanly and decisively, causing those powerful disciples to start paying attention to Chen Xuan, after all, they had gained another opponent.

  "Master, I think this Chen Xuan is not simple. One move and he can force the direct descendant of Ling Wu down from the stage. It seems his strength has already surpassed that of Ling Wu," a burly man said to Lu Yunfei.

  "This Chen Xuan's strength has indeed increased extremely quickly, if he continues like this, I'm afraid we, the older masters who are lagging behind, won't be his match. However, don't worry, this time I will definitely teach him a good lesson. His strength is at most at the peak of Ling Wu, not even close to half-step True Wu. Zhu Shaogroup's half-step True Wu is just the lowest level, far from true half-step True Wu. Although he defeated Zhu Shaogroup, in my eyes, Zhu Shaogroup is also an ant. After this matter is over, you two brothers should also restrain yourselves and not cause trouble everywhere again," said Luoyun Fei.

  "Yes, Master," Bali Ming said;

  "Ling Feng, is this the Chen Xuan you mentioned? You losing to him isn't unjust, his strength has already reached the level of half-step True Martial. Although you are also a half-step True Martial, but you relied on elixirs to rush through it, your realm is fundamentally unstable, and there's little room for improvement in the future. I didn't expect that our Dan Xuan Sect would produce another talented disciple. This time's Grand Competition seems to have many suspenseful moments, each one eyeing the top ten spots." Qian Kun said to Ling Feng beside him;

  "Qian Shixiong, this time if you meet that little beast, be sure to give him a good lesson on my behalf and vent my anger. This Chen Xuan doesn't put our Douling Peak in his eyes at all. He dares to enter Douling Peak alone and even rescues people, slapping us in the face. I hope Qian Shixiong won't show mercy when you meet him, I want to see him begging for mercy," said Ling Feng.

  "It's not like I won't let Chen Xuan off even if you don't say anything, he actually dared to charge into Douling Peak without putting me, his senior brother, in his eyes. This time, it's not only a slap in the face of Douling Peak, but also a slap in my face, Qian Kun. I will definitely get this face back," Qian Kun said coldly.