It took Luo Chen about a day to master the Swordsmanship of the Five Elements and the Great Swordsmanship of the Great Five Elements. If word got out, it would definitely be a shock. Generally, it would take at least a year for a martial artist to master the Swordsmanship of the Great Five Elements.
It cannot be practiced.
Luo Chen put away the five divine swords, with a sharp aura in his eyes, and decided to hone his combat abilities and use of spells. The best way was to enter the force battlefield to fight and gain points.
Points are a good thing. Not only can you enter Xuanhuang Taihao Pagoda to practice, but they can also be exchanged for spells, weapons, and even magic weapons. If you buy these things with spiritual stones, you won't be able to get them at all if you don't have tens of thousands.
With the experience of the last battle with Ying Yue, Luo Chen came to the Force battlefield space with ease and immediately heard the sound of the Force Dzi Bead.
"Disciple Luo Chen, welcome to enter the Force battlefield space again."
"Score ten points to match your opponent." Luo Chen is now very familiar with how to use the Force Battlefield.
There are two ways to compete in the Force Battlefield. One is how Ying Yue challenged Luo Chen before, specifying an opponent, but you need to pay an extra ten points; the other is what Luo Chen does now, giving out the competition points, and then by
The Force Dzi Beads match disciples who have given the same points.
Whoosh!
Soon after, a ray of light shot down from the original battlefield space, teleporting Luo Chen to a ten-foot-wide arena.
Luo Chen's opponent was a young disciple wearing a black robe. His aura was around the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation. He had mastered at least two spells. He was considered the leader among many disciples in the outer sect, much stronger than Huang Puqi and Dragon Soul.
"Huh?" The young disciple in black robes made a confused sound. Firstly, because Luo Chen's cultivation level is only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. According to the rules of the Force battlefield, only those of the same realm can meet each other. It is impossible for an eighth level Qi Condensation disciple to match Ning Qi.
One is a disciple of the ninth level of Qi; the other is Luo Chen, whose whole body is shrouded in black robes, and his face cannot be seen clearly.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
The young disciple in black robe snorted coldly. The Force Battlefield respects the privacy of disciples. As long as you pay a few extra points in each battle, you can hide your identity so that even the cicada warriors can't tell.
Luo Chen entered the Force Battlefield to hone his fighting skills and spells, and more importantly, his sword skills. He didn't want too many people to know. After all, he was already a celebrity in the outer courtyard. If he showed terrifying sword skills, he would probably attract
The Qianlong Bang disciples' attention, and he doesn't want to confront the Qianlong Bang disciples yet.
There is another reason. If the Flying Sword Technique is shown in its true form, Fan Wuxian will definitely receive the news immediately. The same is true for the Overlord Sword Technique and the Great Five Elements Sword Technique.
"kill!"
The young disciple in black robe was too lazy to talk nonsense with Luo Chen, and waved his hand with a powerful attack spell, which made the entire arena tremble.
"kill!"
Luo Chen also roared and rushed out.
The Xuanwu heavy sword flashed past, and a sword light fell from the sky. The young disciple in black robe looked at his chest in disbelief. At the ninth level of Qi Condensation, he was actually defeated.
"How is that possible?" The young disciple in black robe understood somewhat why he was matched with an eighth-level Qi Condensing disciple as his opponent.
Outer disciples have always had misunderstandings about the Force battlefield space. They believe that matching opponents is based on cultivation. In fact, this is not the case. To be precise, it is based on combat power.
Luo Chen defeated Ying Yue in his first battle in the Force Battlefield, so it was naturally impossible for him to match up with an eighth-level Qi Condensation disciple with the same cultivation level as himself.
This is mainly because the outer courtyard has never produced anyone who can fight beyond the level before, so it has always been believed that cultivation is the only factor in matching.
After defeating the young disciple in black robe, Luo Chen gained nine points on his identity token. It was originally ten points, but one point was deducted for concealing his identity.
"continue!"
Luo Chen holds the Xuanwu epee and is looking forward to a truly powerful opponent so that he can hone himself.
Whoosh!
Another ray of light came down. This time the opponent was also at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but judging from his aura, he had at least mastered three spells.
"The eighth level of Qi Condensation?" This disciple was also stunned, and then sneered. "My luck is really good, I got ten points in vain."
"cut!"
What greeted the opponent was a sword energy. The disciple was defeated before he could figure out what was happening.
"Too weak!" Luo Chen shook his head secretly. Ordinary ninth-level Qi Condensation disciples were no match for him. In order to find a more powerful opponent, he began to increase his points.
From ten o'clock to twenty o'clock, then thirty o'clock, fifty o'clock, eighty o'clock, and finally stopped at one hundred o'clock.
Whoosh!
Teleporting again, Luo Chen stepped onto the ring. This time his opponent he knew was a famous disciple in the outer sect named Dongfang Fang. He was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Condensation and had mastered four spells. When he had the highest points,
He reached more than 14,000 points, but later he concentrated on studying the fifth spell, and his points dropped to 12,000 points, surpassed by Ying Yue, but this did not affect the opponent's strength.
"Hmm? The eighth level of Qi Condensation!" Dongfang looked at Luo Chen in surprise. He was not as contemptuous as the previous disciples, but became serious.
"Master!" Luo Chen narrowed his eyes, knowing that Dong Fang was not someone to be trifled with. He had almost mastered his fifth spell, which was very powerful.
"kill!"
Luo Chen held the Xuanwu epee in his hand and activated the epee to strike, sweeping out a large area of sword light. He wanted to kill Dongfang Fang with one strike, but failed.
Buzz!
Dongfang practiced defensive spells and instantly put up a defensive light shield to block the sword light, and then counterattacked Luo Chen.
"The black tiger takes out the heart!"
Behind the east side, a faint shadow of a tiger appeared, roaring to the sky with great power.
"Spell!" Luo Chen's expression changed, and he retreated violently, holding up the diamond shield, thus blocking the spell attack.
Dongfang Fang was very surprised, his face changed slightly, and he thought to himself, "I have only been in seclusion for half a year, and there is already such a strong person in the outer courtyard?"
"You are qualified to let me do my best!"
Dongfang Fang roared loudly, moved his left and right hands, and a green dragon and a white tiger appeared behind him. Of course, they were just shadows, but they were also extremely powerful. Their aura spread out, like the king of beasts, overwhelming everything.
"Twin spells, Qinglong Fist, White Tiger Fist." Luo Chen's face changed slightly. This is the real strong man. He also masters four spells, but Ying Yue is definitely no match.
The difficulty of practicing the Gemini Spell is much higher than that of ordinary spells, but once successfully practiced, it is enough to sweep away any yellow-level low-grade spell.
Roar~~~
Two divine beasts, the green dragon and the white tiger, rushed over. Luo Chen was hit and flew away. There were deep marks on his chest and he almost died.
"Sword mastery!"
Luo Chen stood up again, with a high degree of concentration, comprehending the mystery of the sword. Countless sword energy appeared around him, sweeping across the entire arena, and finally condensed a king's sword above his head.