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Chapter 219 Advance to the quarterfinals

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Chen's body was swallowed up by the black sun and seemed to be annihilated in the endless black flames.

However, Ao Canyang suddenly showed an incredible look in his eyes, because he clearly felt that Zhan Chen's aura still existed.

At this moment, a ray of golden light penetrated the endless black flames, as eye-catching as the dawn sunlight, and then Zhan Chen's entire body was revealed. His eyes were steady, his face was calm, and he was not panicked at all.

Looking in front of him, there was a large golden character. The radiating light blocked all the black flames three feet away from his body, preventing them from getting any closer.

Everyone in the audience was stunned by this scene. They didn't know what kind of power could resist Xia Ao Canyang's all-out attack.

Even Zhan Chen himself was surprised. Since he used this move in the outer sect martial arts competition last time, he has never reproduced this golden character again. Moreover, the Phaseless Golden Body Art is a passive defensive martial art. Who can usually do it?

If there's nothing wrong, just trigger it

However, today, at this most critical moment, the mysterious word appears again, and once again demonstrates its unpredictable power.

Zhan Chen seemed to feel that the Wuxiang Golden Body Technique was a natural enemy of the demonic cultivator. Whenever he faced off against the demonic cultivator, he could always bring out its more powerful power.

With a knife slashing through the air, Ao Canyang felt a sense of weakness in his body, his legs softened, and he almost knelt on the ground, but he still managed to hold on.

This moment of emptiness was accurately captured by Zhan Chen's eyes, and of course he would not let it go. In a duel between two people of equal strength, the outcome often happens in an instant.

Zhan Chen's feet automatically took out the Feihong Yingxue Step, and shot towards Ao Canyang like an arrow. He pointed out his sword and used the strongest sword in the Jinzang Sword Sutra to reach the sky with one sword.

Nowadays, the move of One Sword Reaching the Sky has changed in his hands. Zhan Chen has been able to integrate all his energy and spirit into the Silver Dragon Kiss Sword. The man is the sword, and the sword is the man.

Accompanied by the indomitable momentum and the unyielding will, the power of this sword was amplified to the extreme, firmly locking Ao Canyang.

Ao Canyang felt that a cold star was slowly growing in his eyes. He couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to, so he could only deal with it, squeeze out the last bit of true energy remaining in his meridians, and slash at the Silver Dragon's Kiss Sword.

The blade and the tip of the sword finally collided and became deadlocked.

Did you withstand it? This question arose in the minds of everyone in the audience.

Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the Silver Dragon Kiss Sword, and a sword light that was only as thick as a thumb penetrated the defense of the dog-headed sword and shot towards Ao Canyang's chest.

It turns out that at the critical moment, the watery properties of the Silver Dragon Kiss Sword burst out, causing Zhan Chen's sharp sword energy to deflect, making Ao Canyang unable to completely seal his sword.

Pupa Ao Canyang watched helplessly as his chest was penetrated by the sword energy. He immediately took a few steps back to stabilize his body, took out the healing elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.

However, the sword energy containing the sharp sword intention could not be so simple. The residual energy it carried turned into countless slender sword lights, spread along the wound, and began to wreak havoc and destruction in his body crazily. Ao Canyang immediately

He vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood and lost the ability to fight again.

Zhan Chen did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but stood quietly on the opposite side and looked at the opponent. He had his own considerations. Ao Canyang was a leader in the inner sect of the Mo Luo Sect and was also watched by the senior officials. If he killed him casually,

, will definitely cause some dissatisfaction in existence.

He could kill or not, it was better not to kill, but there was one person he probably couldn't let go, and the figure of Bleeding Wuhen couldn't help but appear in his mind, that was a more powerful enemy.

Zhan Chensheng With the elder’s loud announcement, the winner of the No. 4 fighting stage was finally chosen.

Zhan Chen stepped down amidst the cheers and exclamations of everyone. After this battle, he became completely famous, and he couldn't keep a low profile even if he wanted to.

Not long after, the winners of other stages were also born. Zhan Chen and these people gathered on the central stage. He naturally saw Xue Wuhen, and his expression was stern. He also scored without exception.

The second round.

As if in response to his gaze, Xue Wuhen also looked at him, with judgment and ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a group of four people.

At this moment, Cheng Xiao came to them personally and said to them: Everyone, the thirty-two of you are the winners of each stage of the inner sect competition. Today’s competition is over, but tomorrow’s competition will be over.

The competition will be more intense, and you will also compete on the central stage to eventually compete for the top ten players. But you must remember one thing, only the top eight people will be eligible to participate in the day after tomorrow.

Decisive battle, do you understand?

Everyone understood and answered in unison.

Okay, I won’t bother you any more today. I’ll go back and take good care of myself, recover from my injuries, and prepare to fight again tomorrow.

Thank you Elder Cheng.

After the disbandment, Zhan Chen was walking back to Shadow Peak, still thinking about tomorrow's competition. Compared with the competition in the outer sect, the schedule of the inner sect competition was much more humane, and the competition was divided into three days.

It can also be seen from this that the Mo Luo family attaches great importance to the inner disciples and hopes that they can be in the best condition to decide the winner.

That night, Zhan Chen also relaxed for a while and adjusted his condition to the best. To enter the quarterfinals, he needed to defeat three opponents in a row, and these three opponents may all be on the same level as Ao Canyang.

Yes, one can imagine the great pressure.

Early the next morning, he hurried to the Xuanming Peak Fighting Stage again. This time all competitions would be held in the central fighting stage, which had already been surrounded by water.

Zhan Chen squeezed through the crowd and gathered on the stage with the other players again. Cheng Xiao brought a lottery can in front of them and asked them to draw their own numbers first.

Zhan Chen also drew a card, opened it, and saw the number 17 written on it. After drawing the numbers, they all registered their numbers and then left the stage.

Cheng Xiao, on the other hand, went up to the rostrum and sat at the head of the table, continuing to pay attention to the competition with more than a dozen sect elders. This competition actually attracted so many important people's personal attention, so it was of extraordinary significance.

Almost every contestant's face was aroused with the pride of determination. The disciples who had already achieved success and fame were naturally aiming for the top ten; while some people who were less powerful or had been unknown before were also gearing up, hoping to wait.

Show off your skills in a competition, win the favor of an elder, become their disciple, and change your status and destiny.

At this time, an elder walked to the center of the wide fighting stage and said: Now I announce that the second round of the competition has officially begun. The first duel is between No. 5 Liu Qingyu and No. 10 Zhao Ruyan.

Following the command from Mr. Zhang, a man and a woman jumped onto the martial arts stage. The competition began immediately. The man's name was Liu Qingyu. He was good at using concealed weapons. He cultivated the blood-attributed true essence, and he was able to attract harsh blows.

The blood attribute is an extremely sinister attribute. As long as it is slightly touched on the opponent's skin and a cut is made, the blood will not stop flowing.

But that woman was cultivating poison-attributed essence, and her whole body was filled with poison.

The two used yin to yin, and poison to poison. In the end, Liu Qingyu was slightly better, defeated Zhao Ruyan, and advanced to the next round.

Zhan Chen watched their game with a solemn expression on his face. Although these two people are not as powerful as Ao Canyang, they are more despicable and vicious. If they are not careful in dealing with them or underestimate the enemy, they may end up in trouble.

The serious consequences will inevitably be defeat.

It's unimaginable that I will have to fight against such a monster later. Sure enough, those who can reach the top thirty-two are not easy to compete with.

Just as Zhan Chen was thinking this, he heard the elder shout loudly: In the next game, No. 7 Zhou Yongmang will face No. 17 Zhan Chen

His heart couldn't help but: Is it finally my turn? I wonder what kind of opponent this Zhou Yongmang is.


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