Xiao Chen, the biggest dark horse in the Five Nations Tournament, has won all the way since the knockout rounds. Whether he is a direct disciple of the ten major sects, a peerless genius from the eight major aristocratic families, or a rookie of the same type, no one can defeat him.
Sixty percent sword intention, four seasons sword technique, killing and thunder artistic conception, no one knows how many cards he has and how deep his background is.
Such a disciple from a small sect in Qin State has so many secrets hidden in him that it is impossible to know them all.
Sima Lingxuan, the champion of the last Five Nations Tournament, is the undisputed top seed in this tournament. The artistic conception of the king and the swordsmanship of the emperor, even up to now in the ranking competition, are still so subtle that it is difficult to figure out.
Only the strong self-confidence in his heart will never sink, and there always seems to be a restrained light on his body. If he takes a glance at him, he will stand out from the crowd, and everyone will unconsciously touch him.
The Sima family's heritage, Sima Lingxuan's peerless talent, the reputation as the best swordsman in the Jin Kingdom, and all kinds of honorary auras make his self-confidence not rootless, but giving people a feeling of arrogance.
In the last three rounds of the competition, these two finally fought together. After this battle, one of them will definitely miss the championship.
No one can afford to lose. As long as they lose one game, if the remaining match points are the same, the points will be immediately left behind by the opponent, and they will be unable to catch up even if they want to.
As soon as the two of them appeared on the stage, they captured everyone's attention in an instant. When a super rookie faced off against an established giant, who would win
If Xiao Chen had not defeated Bai Qi, no one would be optimistic about the outcome of his battle, but after he displayed the Four Seasons Sword Technique that was more powerful than Bai Qi's.
Faced with this battle, no one dared to draw an immediate conclusion. Even if they felt that Sima Lingxuan's winning rate would be higher, they would not say it out loud.
After more than a hundred battles, Xiao Chen had created too many miracles. He always turned the tide in one fell swoop just when everyone thought his winning streak would be ended.
Those warriors who said he would be defeated were slapped in the face and left speechless. How could they dare to jump to conclusions at this moment
The scene was deathly silent, no one made a sound, there were only countless gazes. He stared at the two people in the field fiercely, not daring to relax for a moment, for fear of missing some exciting moments and regretting them for the rest of his life.
call out!
Sima Lingxuan waved his hand, and the simple and thick black scabbard covered the sword. With a click, it was deeply embedded in the wind and thunder platform, standing between the two of them.
The cracks spread from all sides, and dragon aura rose up from the wind and thunder platform, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, making the simple sword look extraordinary.
As soon as he came on the field, Sima Lingxuan showed off his skills. In his eyes, the hard wind and thunder platform was like mud and vulnerable to a blow.
"You are very strong, but it is a pity that you met me, Sima Lingxuan. Those who are stronger can only compete for second place. Bai Qi was like this three years ago, and you and Chu Chaoyun will be like this three years later. It will never be the same." There will be changes.”
The delicate and handsome facial features did not cause any waves. Xiao Chen said calmly: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you this time."
Sima Lingxuan laughed heartily: "I haven't made a formal move for a long time, and I really dare to talk nonsense to you. As I said before, if I can't defeat you in ten moves, I, Sima Lingxuan, will lose this battle!" "
Whoops!
The wind howled and the clouds rolled, Sima Lingxuan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly and uninhibitedly. Amid the turbulent winds and clouds, the vast king's will, along with the self-confidence in his heart that was higher than the sky, formed a general trend that swept towards Xiao Chen.
The heavy general trend can make mountains bend and rivers flow backwards. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are all under his control. The whole world is a royal land. If you dare to disobey, the world will not tolerate it.
A ripple could be clearly seen on the Fenglei Platform, squeezing the space inch by inch from behind Sima Lingxuan, and galloping towards Xiao Chen.
If it were an ordinary person, just by relying on this momentum, he would be forced to crawl on the ground, unable to move, and a single look could make his opponent frightened and defeated.
"The situation is overwhelming and the king's mood is great. Is Sima Lingxuan going to use all his strength?"
"You will defeat Xiao Chen in ten moves. Only Sima Lingxuan can say this, so no one will think it is a joke."
"Let's wait and see if it really turns out to be what he said."
As soon as the general trend emerged, the warriors outside the field immediately felt the power contained in it and were shocked. When they heard Sima Lingxuan's words, their hearts surged and their blood boiled.
Who is Xiao Chen? He is a character that even Bai Qi can easily defeat. But Sima Lingxuan said that he would defeat him in ten moves, mocking him for being arrogant and not a thing.
The wild wind was blowing, and everything seemed to disappear in the face of the general situation. Xiao Chen, standing alone, seemed to be unable to tolerate the world.
The long hair danced in the wind, revealing the blue cloth tied in front of the forehead. Xiao Chen gently pulled it, and the blue cloth suddenly disappeared with the wind and floated in the sky.
The bloody throne mark between the eyebrows flashes with red light, and the murderous artistic conception accumulated in the throne is no longer suppressed at this moment, but is released without reservation.
As the red light filled the air, Xiao Chen also gathered a general trend behind him, a killing trend. The endless killing intent is like a flood, a vast ocean, overflowing in all directions.
Just one look at it makes one's heart palpitate, and all kinds of negative emotions, killing, death, and violence, explode crazily in the mind.
"It's so painful. What kind of killing mood is this? How can murderous aura be cultivated to such a state? I don't even dare to look at it." The warrior on the stage exclaimed.
boom!
Obstructed by the sticky red light, Sima Lingxuan's momentum stopped with a bang a hundred meters in front of Xiao Chen, unable to move forward at all.
There was a huge sound, like two mountains colliding between the plains, the sky shook, and the entire wind and thunder platform trembled.
Not enough, far from enough!
Xiao Chen's eyes darkened, and he suddenly took a step forward, releasing the thunderous artistic conception. In the thunderclouds above the head, a trace of the eternal and immortal will filled the air.
It is from the Thunder Valley that I can comprehend the artistic conception of immortal thunder.
The artistic conception of killing hundreds of thousands of demons in the ancient throne, and the immortal artistic conception inherited by the peerless Thunder Emperor Sangmu, the two transcending limit artistic conceptions merged together in an instant. How could you be afraid of the king's intention in this mortal world.
The general trend surged several times, and with one step forward, Sima Lingxuan's kingly power was forced back in an instant.
The sound of mountains and rivers collapsing resounded endlessly, and the long and sinister gaps spread out on the wind and thunder platform. Before the fighting started, the huge wind and thunder platform was already torn apart and in a mess.
He, Sima Lingxuan, dared to say that he could defeat him in ten moves and insulted him that he was nothing, but I, Xiao Chen, have never been defeated among my peers in this world of heaven since I became famous.
God was unfair and made him unable to gather his martial spirit at the age of sixteen. If he had been given sixteen years, he would not even be able to take a serious look at Sima Lingxuan.
But even so, he was not something Sima Lingxuan could insult now.
The strong wind exploded and blood filled the air. Xiao Chen's face was expressionless and he said in a cold voice: "Come on, let me see how you can defeat me with ten moves. I really want to know who is uttering such arrogant words."
At this moment, Xiao Chen's momentum shook Sima Lingxuan's momentum to pieces, and he no longer had the arrogant attitude he had at the beginning.
The cold voice reached Sima Lingxuan's ears, making him feel a little uncomfortable. Xiao Chen's current situation was vaguely superior to him, and his words gave him a condescending feeling.
"If you want to lose so much, then I will do as you wish!"
Sima Lingxuan snorted coldly, and with a slight move of his right hand, the ancient long sword inserted on the Fenglei Platform was immediately unsheathed.
Sima Lingxuan leapt in the air and grabbed the long sword. He shouted softly: "The first sword, the king lands in the sky and the wind rises!"
The five-foot-long sword trembled endlessly under the blessing of the sword's will. Sima Lingxuan swung out the sword, like the destined emperor descending from the sky, and the wind and cloud gathered under his feet.
In an instant, he was riding on the wind and clouds. Thousands of miles of mountains, rivers, cities, villages, and all living beings were at his feet, which gave rise to the meaning of ruling over the sky.