Chen Xuan had just defeated Wang Daoling, and three third-grade A-level disciples had joined forces to injure Wang Boyuan.
This incident spread instantly in Fentian Clan, and many disciples were filled with shock.
When did Chen Xuan's strength reach this level?
This battle also completely spread Chen Xuan's name within the Burning Heaven Clan.
Even some of the highest-level disciples noticed him.
On this day, Lu Xian found Chen Xuan.
"Chen Xuan, this is the empty jade that entered the Tower of Heavenly Sword."
Lu Xian said.
"The senior management said that this empty jade can be regarded as compensation for you."
After Chen Xuan heard this, he immediately took the empty jade.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Xuan has been back to Burning Heaven Clan for several days.
On this day, Chen Xuan received news that in a few days, the Nine Palaces would jointly hold a duel between first-class disciples.
The first place will receive a rich magic weapon.
In Chen Xuan's courtyard, Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun were both there.
"Chen Xuan, you will definitely win the championship in the battle between Grade 3 A disciples in a few days."
Wang Bing said with a smile on his face.
Without Chen Xuan, Wang Bing could still strive for first place.
But after seeing Chen Xuan's fierce strength, Wang Bing gave up this idea.
"Chen Xuan, it is said that the reward for first place this time is very generous."
Lei Shaoyun said.
Chen Xuan asked: "What's the reward for first place?"
"Chen Xuan, do you know about burning ruins?"
Wang Bing asked.
Chen Xuan shook his head slightly.
Seeing this situation, Lei Shaoyun said: "Most of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures of our Burning Heaven Clan come from the ruins."
"These relics are controlled by the Burning Heaven Clan and used to cultivate heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
Lei Shaoyun said.
"Burning the ruins is one of them."
When talking about burning the ruins, Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun's pupils were also filled with solemnity.
"What's so strange about this burning ruins?"
Chen Xuan asked.
"It is said that some people have seen the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass in the Burning Ruins."
Wang Bing said.
After hearing this, Chen Xuan's expression also changed slightly.
Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass?
Eating the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass can instantly condense the power of true energy into the air sea.
In other words, as long as you have the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass, it means that your cultivation level can be improved by one level.
It is difficult to improve each level of the Shenxuan realm, and the appearance of the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass has made many warriors extremely excited.
However, the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass also has flaws. Each warrior can only use three Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass.
"Is there still Sky Burning Immortal Grass among the Burning Ruins?"
Chen Xuan asked hurriedly.
Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun looked at each other, then nodded at the same time and said: "A certain highest-level disciple of the Burning Palace once entered the burning ruins and got a Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass."
Chen Xuan thought that if he could obtain the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass, his cultivation level would soon reach the early stage of the fifth level of the Shenxuan realm.
When the time comes, even if it is a life and death battle, he will not be afraid at all against Wang Boyuan.
"The ruins of Burning are said to be the place where a certain peak powerhouse was killed. There seems to be a legacy of assassination in the ruins."
Lei Shaoyun continued: "But now no one can get it."
"Chen Xuan, don't underestimate the inheritance of assassination.
The inheritance of this powerful assassin can easily kill an invincible warrior at the fourth level of Shenxuan realm."
Wang Bing said.
Chen Xuan's face showed surprise.
"Chen Xuan, when you enter the Burning Ruins, you first look for the assassination inheritance, and the second is the Heavenly Burning Immortal Grass."
Wang Bing said.
At this time, in the other eight palaces, all the first-class disciples were also preparing.
Burn the palace.
"Burn the ruins, hehehe, this is my chance."
A third-grade first-class disciple suddenly laughed.
Burn the eighth palace.
"This time, the number one third-grade first-class disciple belongs to me, Hong Yuanshan."
Hong Yuanshan, holding a long sword in his hand, smiled slightly.
Hong Yuanshan is very powerful and is recognized as the number one among the third grade A disciples of Fen Ba Palace.
In addition to these two palaces, other palaces are also making intense preparations.
During this time, Chen Xuan has been practicing the Moon Sea Sword Technique and the Sky Fire Sword Technique.
After reaching the fourth level of invincibility in the realm of Shenxuan, the practice of Sky Fire Sword Technique becomes easier.
However, Chen Xuan could not expose his Heavenly Fire Sword Technique in front of many warriors.
Facts have proved that after practicing the Yuehai Sword Art to perfection, Chen Xuan's strength doubled.
If other warriors understood it, they would be filled with shock.
If he wants to break through the way of heaven, the only way is to improve his strength.
In a few days, the competition for Class A disciples will also begin.
First is the competition between the third-grade A disciples, followed by the sixth-grade A disciples, the ninth-grade A disciples, and the highest-grade A disciples.
After several days of preparation, all the third-grade A-level disciples were already ready.
The place where Class A disciples compete is Fen Yi Palace.
In the morning, Lu Xian took the third-grade A disciples from Fen Qi Palace to Fen Yi Palace.
"You go with me."
Lu Xian said loudly.
Today is a competition between third-grade A disciples. Some sixth-grade A disciples and ninth-grade A disciples will not go to Fenyi Palace.
Three quarters of an hour later, many warriors arrived at Fenyi Palace.
As soon as he entered Fenyi Palace, Chen Xuan felt a breath.
"It is worthy of burning a palace."
Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Among the nine palaces, the warriors from Fenyi Palace are famous for being warlike.
In the lobby of Fenyi Palace, a competition stage has been prepared for a long time.
There are a large number of warriors in the lobby.
Today is the battle between the third-grade A disciples. The third-grade A disciples from other palaces also gradually came to the lobby of Fenyi Palace.
"Look, it's Hongyuan Mountain."
Several first-class disciples from Fen Qigong discussed in low voices.
The pupils of Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun were also constantly observing Hong Yuanshan.
Especially Wang Bing, he and Hong Yuanshan had some hatred.
"I hope I can fight him."
Wang Bing said in a deep voice.
Hong Yuanshan, who was in Fenba Palace, seemed to have noticed the gazes of Wang Bing, Lei Shaoyun and others, and then turned to look at a few people.
However, his pupils were filled with a disdainful smile.
Immediately afterwards, Hong Yuanshan walked calmly to the area of Fenba Palace.
"Chen Xuan, you should be more careful when meeting Hong Yuanshan."
Lei Shaoyun said softly.
"Yes...Hong Yuanshan is actually the number one disciple of Fen Ba Palace's third grade A class. He is very powerful."
Chen Xuan nodded heavily.
Although Hong Yuanshan is strong, Chen Xuan is not a vegetarian.
Half an hour later, the third-grade A-level disciples from other palaces also rushed over.
Chen Xuan's eyes swept over every third-grade first-class disciple in the other eight palaces.
"The third-grade A disciple standing at the front of the Eight Great Palaces should be the strongest third-grade A disciple."
"Everyone, this year the battle for the first and other disciples of the Nine Palaces begins. The rules are the same every year. First, the Nine Palaces choose the battle number."
In the past, every champion of a third-grade first-class disciple would receive a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Wanyan Qinghong is a top powerhouse who once won the title of Third Grade A First Disciple.
Through his efforts and the sect's best efforts to train him, he finally became the deputy highness of Fen Yigong.
After Chen Xuan chose the battle cry, he came out.
However, this time Fen Qigong’s opponent is Fen Baigong.
Among the nine palaces, Burning Eighth Palace is relatively strong.
"The opponent is Fen Ba Gong."
Wang Bing said with a gloomy expression.
"I met Fen Ba Gong in the first game."
Lei Shaoyun said in a deep voice.
When encountering Fen Ba Gong, Fen Qi Gong was helpless.
However, now that things have reached this point, they have no other choice.
Half an hour later, the first game started.
Fen Qigong has seven first-class disciples, while Fen Baigong has nine first-class disciples.
The first person to fight in Fen Qigong was Zhang Zilong.
"Burning Qigong Zhang Zilong."
On the competition stage, Zhang Zilong said to many warriors.
"let me."
In an instant, in Fenba Palace, a third-grade A disciple flew directly to the competition stage.
The competition stage was suddenly filled with the mysterious power of true energy.
Except for Chen Xuan, the cultivation levels of the other third-grade A-level disciples are basically at the late stage of the fifth level of Shenxuan realm.
In just a short while, the battle on the competition stage entered a fierce stage.
Zhang Zilong became more and more courageous as he fought, and finally found an opportunity to defeat the third-grade A disciple of Fen Ba Palace.
"Zhang Zilong wins."
The elder in charge said loudly.
At this time, Zhang Zilong got a Burning Sky Point.
"You have a quarter of an hour to recover."
The elder in charge looked at Zhang Zilong and said.
Zhang Zilong shook his head and the elder in charge left the competition stage.
Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Zilong had fought eight battles.
At the end of the eighth game, several sixth-grade disciples in the viewing area also nodded slightly, and then recognized Zhang Zilong.
However, the next moment, Hong Yuanshan walked into the competition stage.
Hong Yuanshan looked at Zhang Zilong, and then said: "Surrender?"
Zhang Zilong's pupils glowed with aura, his expression changed, and he finally gave up the fight.
"I surrender."
Zhang Zilong knew very well in his heart that he was no match for Wang Bing, Lei Shaoyun and others, let alone Hong Yuanshan.
"After Hong Yuanshan, there is hope to become a being like Wanyan Qinghong."
"That's right. Hong Yuanshan's talent is too strong. In this battle between Grade 3 A disciples, Hong Yuanshan is the first."
In the next battle, there were several third-grade A-level disciples, none of whom were as strong as Zhang Zilong.
However, Lei Shaoyun won several battles, and after the battle, Chen Xuan was ready to step onto the high platform.
But he was stopped by Wang Bing.
"Chen Xuan, please wait a moment."
After Wang Bing finished speaking, he took his place on the competition stage.
From the first battle, Wang Bing showed amazing strength and defeated several people in a row with lightning speed.
Finally, his eyes rested on Hong Yuanshan.
"Hong Yuanshan, come up."
Wang Bing said in a deep voice.
Many warriors in the lobby were also shocked.
"Wang Bing is too strong. He may have a chance to threaten Hong Yuanshan."
In the Fen Qigong area, Lei Shaoyun said slightly: "Chen Xuan, do you think Wang Bing can fight Hong Yuanshan?"
Chen Xuan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Although Wang Bing is strong, he is not Hong Yuanshan's opponent."
"Hong Yuanshan is too strong."
On the competition stage, Hong Yuanshan gently shook the sword in his hand and looked at Wang Bing.
Hong Yuanshan said: "The result has been decided between us. You are no match for me."
"It's impossible for me, Wang Bing, to admit defeat."
The power of true energy near Wang Bing increased several times.
"kill!"
Wang Bing clenched his sword tightly and suddenly displayed his unique skill.
His long sword suddenly struck Hong Yuanshan.
In an instant, the aura of the terrifying Divine Sword Dao was in the sky, carrying the power of a blazing flame, and headed towards Hongyuan Mountain.
Seeing this situation, Hong Yuanshan's expression also changed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Hong Yuanshan's hand burst out with a light that ordinary people could not imagine.
Then there were crackling sounds in the sky.
Bang! Wang Bing’s body fell under the competition stage.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned slightly pale.
This battle filled Wang Bing's heart with dissatisfaction.