Sword God

Chapter 355: The Battle of the Five Seats (middle)

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This year's Talent Competition was jointly organized by the three first-rate factions of the Giant Axe Sect, the Black Light Sect, and the Shadow Mist Sect, and the prizes in it were naturally also jointly awarded by the three first-rate forces.

According to the thinking of the three first-class forces, no matter what, each of the five major seats must occupy one, so that it is not a loss.

Now only the Shadow Mist Gate can be reached, the Giant Axe Gate and the Black Light Gate are really at a loss, and it feels like making wedding clothes for others.

Following the defeat of the white-robed youth from the Giant Axe Sect, the five seats were also confirmed.

The mysterious young man Qing Chen, Chen Zong of the Yunlong Dynasty, Chi Changfeng of the Yinguang Dynasty, Xiao Mingjin of the Nine Eagles Dynasty, and Wuying of the Three Ominous City Shadow Wumen.

"Congratulations to the five of you, you are included in the five seats. Your names will be engraved on the stele of the three fierce battles, and your names will last forever." Huizi smiled more and more.

Five seats can be rewarded, and their names can also be engraved on the battle tablet. Next, the ranking among the five seats is divided, the higher the better.

"In the battle of the five seats, everyone has a chance to challenge once, or they can abstain, and the challenge will start from the fifth seat." As soon as Keiko Yue finished speaking, Wu Ying of the Shadow Mist Gate stood up, with a delicate smile on his face, as soft as a silhouette Shui Bo's gaze shifted, and slowly passed over the crowd.

It was just a battle, and Wu Ying knew that none of these four people was easy to get along with.

While the eye wave was flowing, Fog Shadow was thinking.

The young man in white robes and the young man in black clothes are about the same combat strength as himself, but they are no match for Chi Changfeng and Xiao Mingjin. The combat power of the team is indeed impressive, but what they defeated was only a five-star combat power, so it is not clear how deep it is.

"I challenge..." The seductive red lips parted slightly: "Second seat."

"Please come to the battle stage, both of you." Keiko smiled and said.

Fog Shadow's eyes were like water, as if he wanted to see through Chen Zong in front of him.

"Brother Chen Zong, please be merciful later." The red lips parted slightly, and he uttered a few words softly, flowing like a trickle of water, with an indescribable temptation.

Chen Zong didn't answer, just smiled slightly, his will was firm, and a mere temptation could not shake his heart.

Wu Ying seemed to be slightly annoyed, but all of this was done to confuse the opponent. When he shot instantly, Wu Ying's figure swayed like a wisp of smoke, but Chen Zong suddenly moved to the left, a ray of cold light Passing through from the side.

It was like walking between swords, lights and swords, with cold rays of light, like torrential rain, but it still couldn't hit Chen Zong in the slightest.

"Advance and retreat freely between square inches..." Qingchen's eyes flashed brightly, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. This requires absolute control of one's own strength and precise grasp of the surroundings to be able to do it.

Wu Ying shot continuously, but couldn't hit Chen Zong at all, and realized that there was a clear gap between himself and Chen Zong, and immediately broke out with stronger combat power.

There is a thick mist covering the surroundings, and there seems to be a phantom wandering in it, shuttled indefinitely, and a cold light flickers in it, and the name of the mist shadow comes from this.

They were surrounded in all directions, as if there was no way to enter the sky, but Chen Zong didn't panic.

If you haven't entered the Realm of Enlightenment, you have to be a bit reserved. The Red Thunder Sword was unsheathed, turned into a flash of red lightning, and passed through the mist.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be the sound of gold and iron.

Fog Shadow's movement technique is very strange. When used, it can bring up fog and phantoms, making people fall into it. It is difficult to distinguish east, west, north and south, and it is also difficult to capture the real body. They can only dodge and resist attacks passively.

But Chen Zong's perception is amazing, even if he closes his eyes, he can still keenly perceive the fluctuations around him.

As long as the opponent's body moves, it will naturally drive the flow of air, and the slightest flow of air will make Chen Zong feel it and respond accordingly.

Wuying's combat power is at the mid-six-star stage, while Chen Zong's combat power without using secret techniques is at the late seven-star stage. But at this time, Chen Zong did not use the power of the Realm of Enlightenment even though he was hiding something , and did not use dual swords, and the combat power is less than seven stars, only six-star late stage, so far it is enough to deal with this mist.

With a flick of Chen Zong's wrist, the sword light poured out like a rainstorm, sharp and tyrannical, like the light of the sky piercing the clouds, tearing and shattering the fog.

Wuying felt that there were sword lights in front of him, and every sword light was so powerful that it could tear himself apart, so he had to deal with it with all his strength.

The weapon used by Wu Ying is a dagger, a sharp dagger, flashing a dazzling cold light, which is soul-stirring.

However, after just a few moves, Wu Ying was at a disadvantage and was directly suppressed by Chen Zong without any chance to fight back.

With a sword in his hand, Chen Zong never moved a single step. The sword seemed to spread to any part of the battle arena, and there was nowhere to hide. Every sword could only be resisted by Wu Ying with all his strength. Even a single sword made Wu Ying exhausted.

Strong, really too strong.

Everyone could tell at a glance that the gap between Wu Ying and Chen Zong was huge.

One is doing his best, and the other is taking it easy.

Wu Ying's body skills and attacks have already been seen through by Chen Zong, so how can she compete with Chen Zong.

The last sword, played like a thunderbolt piercing through the sky, was extremely fast, Wu Ying only felt a red light flashing in front of his eyes, which exceeded his own reaction speed.

The tyrannical force erupted, and the whole person flew upside down, falling onto the battle platform irresistibly.

The rule of defeat in a battle is to either be beaten to the ground and unable to get up, to be beaten out of the battle stage, or to admit defeat.

Fog shadow was sent flying out of the arena by Chen Zong's sword, so he lost.

This year's talent competition is not perfect in all aspects, so everyone only has one chance to challenge, and it may not be able to fully reflect their personal strength, and it is not exciting enough, but the current regulations are like this.

A chance, if you win, you win, if you lose, you lose.

Wu Ying's challenge to Chen Zong lost, which means that she can only be ranked fifth, unless someone challenges her and is defeated by her.

However, judging from the current situation, the other four were stronger than Wuying, and it was impossible for her to defeat them.

"Congratulations to Chen Zong for keeping his seat." Huizi smiled, and immediately looked at Xiao Mingjin: "Now, it's the fourth seat's turn to challenge."

"I'll challenge you." Before the fight, Xiao Mingjin was watching and thinking at the same time, he had already made a decision, his eyes passed Chi Changfeng and Chen Zong, and fell on Qingchen's face.

"Okay." Qing Chen smiled calmly and gracefully.

"This Xiao Mingjin's combat strength is at least six-star late stage or even higher."

"Maybe it's a six-star peak, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat White Axe so easily."

"This Qingchen is even more mysterious, completely impenetrable."

"It must be a six-star combat power, but I don't know what level it is at a six-star level?"

Amidst the guessing, Xiao Mingjin and Qingchen landed on the stage of the three fierce battles one after another.

"I can't see through your strength, so at the beginning, I will use all my strength." Xiao Mingjin said solemnly, with his hands passing around his waist, putting on black gloves, and spreading his arms and fingers, as if he could embrace an entire world. The mountains seem to be able to withstand the impact of the mountains.

"A sensible approach." Qing Chen said with a slight smile, his calm tone contained an astonishing confidence.

"Accept the move." As soon as the words fell, Xiao Mingjin's whole body seemed to be bombarded out like a meteorite, and the extremely strong roar of the breaking wind was like a hundred-meter tide slapping down fiercely, with a mighty momentum.

Amidst the roaring sound, Xiao Mingjin's internal strength was like waves rolling and surging, and light blue waves surged on his body surface, all of which went towards his arms, as if the sound of sea tides was rising and falling on his arms. Driven by it, it turned into the most violent waves and crashed continuously, and the turbulent waves beat the shore with thousands of waves.

Before the two palms arrived, the terrifying pressure of the palms had already squeezed the air in front of them like fine steel. The hard battle platform cracked, and the cracks moved forward rapidly, making a crisp cracking sound.

Under Xiao Mingjin's palms, Qingchen even had difficulty breathing, even unable to inhale air, but Qingchen's expression remained calm, without the slightest panic.

When Xiao Mingjin's palms were about to hit Qingchen's body, Qingchen moved.

The right hand was raised, it seemed very slow, the trajectory was clearly visible, the five fingers were close together and the palm was erected, the arm was straightened, and it was facing Xiao Mingjin who was coming with a violent impact.

Then, at the moment when Xiao Mingjin's palms struck with terrifying pressure, Qingchen's right palm trembled slightly, and an irresistible force burst out instantly.

With a bang, the entire battle platform seemed to vibrate, and everyone's hearts also jumped in an instant.

The steel-like palm pressed under Qing Chen's palm, without any resistance, it was directly crushed, like ceramics being smashed, making a crackling sound.

The invisible palm prints collided with Xiao Mingjin's palms, and Xiao Mingjin's complexion suddenly changed. Amidst the loud shouts, his figure seemed to swell, and his strength became even stronger.

It roared like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the hard bricks below shattered in an instant, and were smashed into powder by the force.

Qingchen's figure leaned back slightly, like a bamboo bent backwards in a storm, he rebounded suddenly and slapped again.

There was a hazy blue light on the palm, and the edge of the blue light seemed to be pierced by jagged needles, which could pierce everything hard and flexible, and nothing could stop it.

Under the collision, Xiao Mingjin was already a little hard to resist, and had to take two steps back to relieve his strength. The moment he regained his strength and was about to launch the second attack, Qingchen's palm had already struck.

The voice was sharp, like a magic sound filling the brain. It almost tore the scalp and twisted the brain into chaos. Xiao Mingjin's complexion changed drastically, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was very uncomfortable. His mental will was disturbed, and his highly concentrated strength was a little unstable.

In the fight between masters, Xiao Mingjin's shot was obviously affected by the slight fluctuation of strength in just one breath. Xiao Mingjin could only resist hastily when Qingchen's palm came.

This kind of resisting power was crushed by Qing Chen's green-glowing palm in an instant, and he drove straight in. After shaking his palms away, they were directly imprinted on Xiao Mingjin's chest.

The moment the palm hit Xiao Mingjin's chest, all the blue light was restrained.

Like a drum beating, the sound came to everyone's ears, causing their hearts to thump unconsciously. Xiao Mingjin only felt a force rushing from the palm into his chest, hitting the inside one after another, pushing himself All the resisting forces in his body were completely disintegrated, as if his bones and muscles were smashed, but half of his body lost consciousness in an instant and became limp and weak.

(end of this chapter)