Zhang Ruochen's first opponent was a young warrior in yellow robes. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his cultivation had reached the highest level in the Huangji Realm.
Being able to practice to the highest level at such an age can be regarded as a martial arts genius.
The young warrior in yellow robe held a sharp sword and said with great enthusiasm: "Hao family, Hao Shiqi, are the first to challenge you, please draw your sword!"
Zhang Ruochen pressed the hilt of the Flashing Soul Sword with his right hand, shook his head gently, and said: "You are not worthy of me drawing the sword. If I draw the sword, I am afraid it will hurt you."
"Arrogant!"
The young warrior in yellow robe injected his true energy into the broadsword and activated the two force inscriptions in the broadsword. The weight of the broadsword climbed to two hundred and eighty-seven kilograms.
He held the knife in both hands, swung the sword tightly, and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen quickly.
With his momentum, even warriors in the Huangji Realm would not dare to confront him head-on.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen stood on the spot, motionless, raised his arm, swung out the scabbard, and struck the yellow-robed young warrior on the neck.
"Clang!"
The big knife fell to the ground.
The young man in yellow robe screamed and fell off the fighting platform, falling to pieces.
He covered his neck, climbed back onto the fighting platform, picked up the sword, stared at Zhang Ruochen with some awe, and said, "Thank you for not killing me."
Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen's sword was not unsheathed, otherwise, his head would have flown out of his neck.
The second game, win!
Game three, win!
Game 4, win!
Zhang Ruochen won the next three games in a row.
He stood in the center of the fighting platform, as steady as a rock, without moving at all from beginning to end.
All opponents who challenged him, no matter how strong or weak their cultivation level were, were all knocked off the battlefield by the same move, without exception.
"How can this young man be so powerful? Luo Tian, whose cultivation has reached the highest level of Huangji Realm, was actually slapped off the battlefield by him with his sword scabbard. He didn't even have the strength to fight back." A sixteen-year-old aristocratic girl was a little confused.
Staring at Zhang Ruochen curiously.
Zhang Ruochen is too young, but his strength is too terrifying. A warrior in the Huangji Realm, not to mention forcing him to use his sword, can't even force him to take a step back.
"He should have cultivated his sword intention to the point where the sword follows his heart. If he cannot break his sword intention, anyone who goes there will only be knocked off the battlefield by one of his moves."
Xue Bingsheng held the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile on his face: "Haha! Don't you know his identity?"
"What's your identity?" everyone asked.
Xue Bingsheng said: "He is the ninth prince of Yunwu County. During the year-end assessment, with his cultivation level in the Small Ji Realm, he can defeat the geniuses in the Great Ji Realm. With his cultivation speed, he should have reached the Middle Ji Realm by now.
No one can defeat him unless a warrior from the Huangji Realm of Great Perfection takes action."
"Haha! It turns out to be the famous Ninth Prince, a martial arts prodigy. I'll go meet him for a while."
In the stands, a bald man held two hammers, kicked his feet, and leaped over a distance of more than ten meters to the fighting platform.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, I, Guo Sihai, am here to fight you for the fifth battle. You must be careful. My pair of hammers weighs 800 kilograms in total. Once hit, even an iron man will be smashed.
." Guo Sihai said.
Almost all warriors who can win five games in a row in the Yellow Level Martial Palace have a cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Huangji Realm. Only a few geniuses have a cultivation level of the Great Ultimate Level of the Huangji Realm.
Guo Sihai is a Dzogchen warrior in the Huangji Realm. He is eight feet tall, his arms are thicker than Zhang Ruochen's thighs, and his whole body is covered with muscles the size of a palm.
"Guo Sihai is born with divine power. In the realm of Huangji Dzogchen, he can explode with the power of thirty cows. I'm afraid the Ninth Prince will be defeated!"
Hearing everyone's discussion, the Ninth Princess also began to worry, after all, he was a Dzogchen warrior.
A Dzogchen warrior and a Great Ultimate warrior are not at the same level of strength at all.
"Roar!"
Guo Sihai roared loudly, and his whole body's bones made a "crackling" sound. A pair of arms turned the two hammers, turning like windmills, sending out waves.
"Crazy Hammer Technique!"
Guo Sihai displayed a low-level human-level martial arts, burst out all his strength, and struck Zhang Ruochen with two hammers at the same time.
One hammer struck Zhang Ruochen's head, and another hammer struck Zhang Ruochen's legs.
Under such a violent attack, no matter how strong Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level was, he would definitely retreat.
As long as Zhang Ruochen retreats, his subsequent moves will attack one after another, defeating Zhang Ruochen with the force of thunder.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Ruochen still only made one move, splitting the scabbard and hitting one of the hammers.
The hammer immediately changed direction and hit Guo Sihai's chest.
"Bang!"
Guo Sihai and two hammers fell down from the fighting platform at the same time.
"How...why is this like this?"
Guo Sihai covered his bloody chest, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and stared at Zhang Ruochen, who was standing upright in the center of the battle stage. He didn't see clearly how Zhang Ruochen was swinging the scabbard just now?
All he knew was that he was knocked off the battlefield by the hammer in his hand.
"Guo Sihai couldn't force him to use his sword. How could he be so strong?"
Xue Wensheng's eyes became slightly solemn and he said: "The Ninth Prince's sword intention realm has at least reached the intermediate level of Sword Sui Xin, and may even reach the high level of Sword Sui Xin."
"Impossible! Even among warriors in the Xuanji realm, few can practice to the advanced level of swordsmanship."
Xue Bingsheng grinned slightly and said: "Just wait and see! It's only the fifth game now. The warriors who appear later will only become stronger and stronger. Someone will always test his strength. If he can persist until the eighth game
, I must personally get on the battlefield and defeat him."
At this moment, the Ninth Princess and Shan Xiangling were also very shocked. Zhang Ruochen's power was completely beyond their expectations.
"Defeat the Perfect Warrior of the Huangji Realm with one move! Hasn't the ninth brother's cultivation level broken through to the extreme level of the Huangji Realm?" said the Ninth Princess.
"It must be the realm of Huangji Realm!"
"How long has it been since the year-end assessment? His Highness the Ninth Prince's cultivation level has actually improved by two realms. It's really incredible." Shan Xiangling said with beautiful eyes.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that there was such an incredible person in the world.
A warrior of the Dzogchen Realm of Huangji came onto the fighting stage. She was a woman in a blue shirt in her twenties, and she also used a sword.
The woman in green shirt stood opposite Zhang Ruochen, carefully observing Zhang Ruochen's every move, trying to see the flaws in Zhang Ruochen's body.
"There is actually no flaw! Since there is no flaw, we can only force him to reveal his flaw."
"Whoosh!"
The woman in green shirt was walking as fast as lightning, holding a fish-gut thin sword and attacking Zhang Ruochen's legs.
Even if you can't defeat Zhang Ruochen, as long as you can force him to move, it is still an achievement.
As long as he moves his steps, there will definitely be a flaw. When the time comes, it will be much easier to defeat him.
Zhang Ruochen finally showed a serious look in his eyes. The woman in blue had very powerful swordsmanship and had reached the state of the sword that follows the heart. Although it was only the elementary level of the sword, it was already much stronger than other Dzogchen warriors in the Huangji realm.
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and only listened to the sound of the sword cutting through the air with his ears.
"Ding!"
He waved the scabbard and pointed it into the void, blocking the sword of the woman in blue from slashing at his legs.
The woman in green shirt was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed her moves and performed three sword moves in a row. Each move was blocked by Zhang Ruochen accurately.
When she was about to use the fourth sword, there was a thud, and there was a sharp pain in her chest, as if her ribs had been broken.
Zhang Ruochen held the scabbard of his sword, pointed it at the chest of the woman in green shirt, and said lightly: "You are defeated!"
Fortunately, it was just the scabbard. If it had been the tip of the sword, the woman in blue would have been pierced through the heart.
The woman in green clothes put the fish-gut rapier back into its scabbard, bowed her hands to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince is indeed a martial arts prodigy. I am completely convinced by his defeat!"
Another warrior who reached the Perfection of Huangji Realm was defeated, but still failed to force the Ninth Prince to even take a step back.
"Hmph! It's really abominable. He is only sixteen years old and his martial arts cultivation has reached such a level. He cannot be spared. He must not be spared."
Liu Chengfeng was very angry and said to a guard standing behind him: "Go and call Han Ax and tell him that the time has come for me to use him."
"I'm going to invite Mr. Han now!" The guard immediately retreated.
Liu Chengfeng stared at Shan Xiangling who was standing in the stands below, with a lustful smile in his eyes, "Shan Xiangling, when Zhang Ruochen dies on the battlefield, who can I think can save you? Gah!"
Because of Zhang Ruochen's unparalleled performance, the entire Huang-level martial arts palace became boiling, with deafening shouts.
Finally, Zhang Ruochen ushered in his seventh challenger.
Hong Tao, who has perfect cultivation in the Huangji realm, has developed the Xuanbing Divine Martial Seal, and has a record of four consecutive wins and seven games in the Huang-level martial arts palace.
Moreover, he has also reached the elementary level of Suixin.
However, what he uses is not a sword, but a whip. The whip can be used as he pleases.
"Hong Tao has met His Highness the Ninth Prince. If I offend you later, please forgive me for His Highness the Ninth Prince." Hong Tao seemed polite and always had a smile on his face. However, his eyes were very sharp.
Hong Tao's fingers gently touched his wrist and pulled out a long golden whip.
The golden whip is thirteen meters long and only as thick as a little finger. It seems to be a real weapon made from the sinews of some kind of savage beast.
Just wanting to swing the whip straight is not something that ordinary people can do.
"Snapped!"
Hong Tao's arm shook, and the golden whip immediately spun, just like a spiritual snake, circling around his body, appearing very flexible, and emitting circles of golden light!
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