Death Grip
Taking advantage of the moment to reveal his name, Huo Tao swiftly struck, catching Xing Chen somewhat off guard. However, his plan to severely injure Xing Chen was destined to fail.
In an instant, a purplish-red light flashed around Xing Chen, and a purplish-red shield appeared, enveloping him. The scorching waves of heat from outside and Huo Tao's incoming palm strike were all blocked by the Thunderfire Divine Shield.
At the same time, Xing Chen suddenly launched an attack, extending his five fingers forward in quick succession, all striking at Huo Tao's chest.
After this period of cultivation, the power of Xing Chen's Shattering Star Finger had significantly increased. Being hit by Xing Chen's consecutive five finger strikes, even a Fireman standing here would undoubtedly fall instantly.
“Pfft…” Huo Tao spat out a mouthful of blood after being struck five times by Xing Chen. His momentum slightly weakened, but he did not fall; instead, he quickly retreated.
“Earth-Level defensive armor?” Xing Chen saw the Earth-Level defensive armor worn beneath Huo Tao's tattered clothing.
With this Earth-Level defensive armor, even a strong opponent from Yang Po San Chong would find it difficult to injure him. However, activating the Earth-Level defensive armor was not a simple task; if his Vital Energy was insufficient, then even possessing the Earth-Level armor would not prevent him from facing death.
“What a powerful Rascal; no wonder he was invited by the Zhao Family as an external aid. If this continues, I will be in danger.” Huo Tao glanced at Xing Chen with some fear. Just to block one of Xing Chen's strikes had cost him over thirty percent of his Vital Energy. According to his estimation, continuing to fight against Xing Chen would undoubtedly lead to his defeat.
“Seven Killing Blood Seal!”
Just as Huo Tao was contemplating whether to concede, Xing Chen suddenly stepped forward. A surge of bloodthirsty energy rushed toward Nine Heavens and swept across Eight Desolations. Six Blood Seals instantly formed in Xing Chen's hands, exuding a murderous aura as if a Killing God had descended into the mortal realm.
“What a strong Bloodthirsty Aura; is this person the external aid invited by the Zhao Family?”
“The Zhao Family… are they planning something extraordinary? Where did they find such a freak? This level of strength is probably comparable to Ling Kaifeng and Fireman.”
“It seems that the Zhao Family is aiming for a remarkable comeback!”
Watching Xing Chen on the Training Ground, everyone began to discuss among themselves. Even top Half-Step Yang Spirit Realm experts like Ling Kaifeng couldn't help but look at Xing Chen.
Whoosh!
At that moment, as Xing Chen thrust his palm forward, six Blood Seals shot out with sharp whistling sounds.
“Not good; fire burns Eight Desolations!”
As six Blood Seals shot towards him, Huo Tao's expression changed dramatically, and his Vital Energy surged to a boil at that moment. Then, he let out a loud roar, summoning an endless Fire Sea that rolled in and instantly coalesced into a Flame Divine Dragon before him.
The Divine Dragon roared upwards, emitting the Thunder Dragon's Roar as it collided fiercely with the six Blood Seals.
Boom!
A violent explosion echoed, and the Training Ground was immediately engulfed in a fiery storm. Within the flames, beams of blood-red light shot out, exuding a terrifying aura that instilled fear in onlookers.
With a 'bang,' another sound emerged from the firestorm as a shadow was sent flying out, crashing hard to the ground, coughing up blood.
This person was none other than Fire Sect's Huo Tao. At this moment, he appeared disheveled, his breath weak and labored, on the verge of collapse. Even his protective armor had sustained some damage.
A deep wound caused by powerful sword energy marred his chest; this was the result of Xing Chen wielding the Earth Grade Top-Tier Divine Weapon, Slaying God Sword. Although Huo Tao's defensive armor was formidable, it was utterly ineffective against an Earth Grade Top-Tier Divine Weapon.
"Zhao Yuanlong, your hired help from the Zhao Family is truly remarkable; he managed to take down my Fire Sect disciple in just a few moves," remarked Huo Mingqing, the leader of Fire Sect, glancing at Zhao Yuanlong.
"Fire Brother is too kind; it was merely luck," Zhao Yuanlong replied calmly, having witnessed Xing Chen's strength and feeling reassured.
The other Zhao Family disciples also displayed joy upon seeing Xing Chen's dominance on stage. When Song Xingwen had come to their Zhao Family to flaunt his power, he had only shown this level of might. Now that they finally had someone capable of contending with Song Xingwen, they were naturally pleased.
"The winner is Xing Chen." With the referee announcing the result, Zhao Family disciples erupted in cheers while Ling Kaifeng and Fireman turned their attention to Xing Chen.
However, the one most focused on Xing Chen was Song Xingwen. After all, he had recently challenged the Zhao Family; now that such a strong contender had emerged from their ranks, he would surely seek revenge. Given this person's strength, he indeed had the qualifications to retaliate.
After Xing Chen stepped down, the next contestant was Song Xingwen. His opponent was ranked last among the ten disciples of Nebula Gate. Perhaps to prove that his strength was not inferior to Xing Chen's, Song Xingwen unleashed his World-Destruction Hand as soon as he entered the arena and won with overwhelming superiority.
Soon after, they entered the second round of matches. The faction with the most participants advancing to the second round was Nebula Gate, with seven individuals making it through.
Following them was Fire Sect with six participants advancing. Next came Song Family with four advancing members, while Zhao Family had three participants in the second round.
The current situation was almost clear: barring any surprises, Nebula Gate would undoubtedly take first place, followed by Fire Sect in second and Song Family in third.
However, until the end, no one dared to make rash statements; after all, Zhao Family had an anomaly like Xing Chen among them. Thus, they also had a good chance of making it into the top three.
The order for the second round of battles was quickly determined. The first pair would be the last, the second pair would be second to last, and so on.
Xing Chen was now third from the bottom, which meant he was number eighteen, and his opponent was a disciple from Nebula Gate who ranked third.
With this allocation, almost all of the Zhao Family disciples would be eliminated in this round except for Xing Chen, as they were up against Ling Kaifeng, the top disciple from Nebula Gate. The Zhao Family disciple ranked twentieth had absolutely no hope.
The disciple ranked nineteenth was Zhao Yue, the girl who had previously struck up a conversation with Xing Chen. Her strength was decent, but unfortunately, she faced the second-ranked disciple from Nebula Gate and had little chance of winning.
"The situation is dire for the family head; our Zhao Family disciples are almost all going to be eliminated this time," said the elder beside Zhao Yuanlong, his face filled with anxiety.
"There’s nothing we can do. Since the matchups have been decided, we can only accept our fate. Besides, we still have Xing Chen. As long as he isn’t eliminated, that’s what matters," Zhao Yuanlong replied, his gaze flickering slightly.
At that moment, the battles had already begun again. The disciple named Zhao Hu was almost immediately sent flying out of the Training Arena by a casual strike from Ling Kaifeng.
Zhao Yue fared slightly better; although she faced the second-ranked disciple from Nebula Gate, she managed to hold her ground for a few exchanges before ultimately losing.
Next up was Xing Chen. This time he faced the third-ranked disciple from Nebula Gate, who was not as easy to deal with as Huo Tao had been.
"Your strength is impressive; however, I will still be the final victor!" said the Nebula Gate disciple as he looked at Xing Chen.
This person was named Hua Junchu, and his strength far surpassed that of Zhao Guang, who had previously been the strongest in the Zhao Family.
"I don’t believe you will be the final victor," Xing Chen replied after glancing at him. Although this person was strong, he still fell short compared to Song Xingwen. As long as his opponent wasn’t stronger than Song Xingwen, defeating Xing Chen would be impossible.
"Nangong Brother, who do you think will win between these two?" Song Daohong asked slowly with a slight smile on his face.
"Hehe, I wouldn’t dare make any rash predictions until it’s over! What do you think, Song Brother?" Nangong Xingyun smiled and countered with a question.
"In my opinion, Hua Junchu has a greater chance of winning. After all, his strength is not much weaker than that of Xingwen. He should have no problem dealing with this external aid brought in by the Zhao Family Head. Right, Zhao Family Head?"
After saying this, Song Daohong deliberately turned to ask Zhao Yuanlong, clearly mocking him.
"Hmph! Do you think your son is that impressive? There are plenty of people in Half-Step Yang Spirit Realm who can defeat Song Xingwen," Zhao Yuanlong snorted coldly.
"Oh? I hear this person is from Snow Wind Island. Could it be that he comes from some major force in Snow Wind Island?" Song Daohong feigned surprise, although Xing Chen and Huo Tao had just demonstrated enough power in their battle, it was not enough to intimidate people like them.
"You seem to have investigated quite thoroughly. As for whether he comes from a major force, you can check that out yourself!" Zhao Yuanlong glanced at Song Daohong and then spoke.
"Hehe, let's forget it. I don't want to attract the attention of people from Snow Wind Island. The key is that I don't have the courage of Zhao Family Head! People from Snow Wind Island can easily be invited." Song Daohong shook his head with a smile.
"How about I bet with Zhao Family Head? I bet Hua Junchu can win, and the stake is the Earth-Level top treasure, Soul-Tracking Needle!"
Song Daohong then took out a three-inch-long golden needle, which shone brightly, and an aura unique to Earth-Level Top Treasure instantly radiated from it.
"Song Brother is really generous! You are willing to take out such a treasure." Nangong Xingyun, who was nearby, changed his expression slightly upon seeing the needle.
It is known that the Soul-Tracking Needle is so powerful that even he must be wary of it. Once struck by this needle, even if it doesn't take his life completely, it would at least cost him half of it.
"Alright, I'll bet with you. Do you think I would look down on something like that from my Zhao Family?" Zhao Yuanlong suppressed his shock and spoke.
"Haha, Zhao Family Head is indeed clever. I have my eyes on something from your Zhao Family; I'm interested in your Zhao Family's Ningpo Dan Formula." Song Daohong said with a gleam in his eyes.
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