Chen Feng frowned and looked at Xu Chen who jumped off the ring, and then looked at Shi Hao who was falling off the ring, with a pale face. Shi Hao was a warrior at the eighth level of Qi Condensation Realm, but he was punched off the ring by Xu Chen in a head-on confrontation. This is unusual. In addition to his body skills, can his fighting power head-on with others be comparable to the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm? Impossible! It should be that Shi Hao was insufficient in the end and could not exert his peak combat power, so he was defeated by Xu Chen with a skill. Yes. It must be like this. "No. 1 vs. No. 7."

It's time for him to go on stage. Xu Chen, who jumped off the ring, did not focus on the ring No. 7, but looked at the ring No. 1. At this moment, the one who was on stage No. 7 was a young man with a sword on his back, a strong and burly figure and a full body. This man had a well-known name for his inner disciples, Cao Man! The first inner disciple, the first one. The first one. The first one. His strength made all inner disciples despair, and no one dared to challenge him. It is said that Sikong Tu, the second place, once challenged him privately and lost three moves. The news is unknown. When he came on stage, no one dared to fight him, and they all took the initiative to admit defeat. It is already the eighth round.

He never took action in the first seven rounds. This time, his opponent was Li Ping, who ranked sixth in the inner sect, with the peak cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm. He won all the first seven battles. In this game, he was very unfortunate to encounter Cao Man. Under the gaze of countless people, Li Ping climbed onto the ring, held his big hand, and a long spear appeared in his hand. The spear was raised horizontally, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Cao Man. The meaning was clear. He refused to give in. He wanted to fight Cao Man. "Wow~" The crowd of people in the audience exploded. Finally, someone dared to spear at Cao Manliang. Cao Man looked at Li Ping, who was facing a great enemy, and told the facts blankly, "You are not my opponent."

Li Ping was not annoyed at all. Because Cao Man was telling the truth. Cao Man held the gun tightly and said slowly: "I know I'm not your opponent, but I won't admit defeat. I want you to use the knife and see how far the gap is between me and you."

"As you wish."

Cao Man pulled out the sword behind him. "Be careful."

He reminded him. The next moment, standing there, slashed straight out with a knife. The sword light flashed. "Crack!"

The spear in Li Ping's hand was cut off in response to the sound, and he was also chopped away, with a knife mark on his chest, and blood was spilled. "Puff!"

Li Ping fell off the ring and immediately vomited blood. He looked pale and stared at the spear that broke into two pieces in his hand. For a long time, for a long time, he finally said in a hoarse voice. "So the gap between you and me is so big."

At this moment, the whole audience was silent. Everyone was staring at the man who had his swords drawn into the sheath on the ring No. 1. The other nine players fighting on the ring could not help but stop fighting. Cao Man defeated Li Ping with one sword. Everyone knew that Cao Man held back that sword, otherwise Li Ping would definitely be split into two pieces. How strong is he? No one knew. Because, in the inner sect, no one could force him to use his full strength. "It's too powerful, so powerful!"

Su Yue widened his eyes and kept murmuring. Then, he looked at the people around him, "My sister-in-law, how strong is Cao Man?"

The cold woman said slowly, "He is no longer on the same level as you."

At the same time, Xu Chen closed his eyes and kept replaying the knife just now in his mind, and finally came to the conclusion. He was less than 30% sure, and he took the knife without any injury. He was 50% sure that he would be injured by the sword energy after taking the knife. Now, he is not Cao Man's opponent. His cultivation is too low. The sixth level of the Qi Condensation Realm is not OK. He wants to improve his cultivation before the final so that he can be qualified to fight Cao Man. Xu Chen made up his mind silently. Sikong Tu, the second in the inner sect, smiled bitterly, "He is getting stronger and stronger, what a desperate guy."

Long Feiyu, the third in the inner sect, stared at Cao Man for a moment, sighed dejectedly and said, "He may be no longer on the same level as us."

The fourth Sun Yuan tightly held the sword in his hand, "His sword is faster and sharper, I am not his opponent."

Bo Tianxiong: "..." Dongfang Sheng: "..."............ The disciples who ranked high in the inner sect each sighed. They had the same idea, and Cao Man was invincible. First, they already had a belonging. What they fought for was not the first place, but the second. Although the second place Sikong Tu was strong, he was not as powerful as Cao Man. So they still had confidence to compete for the second place. Under countless awe and admirational gazes, Cao Man slowly walked down the arena. Five groups of platforms. Gu Cheng fought against Fang Yi. Gu Cheng, the inner sect ranked eleventh, only one step away from the top ten. Fang Yi was unknown and famous in the inner sect. This battle seemed to be destined. Fang Yi was a cold young man. Facing Gu Cheng, he pulled out his sword with an expressionless face and slashed it out. "Swish!"

The golden sword light appeared and slashed towards Gu Cheng. Gu Cheng smiled faintly, drew out the sword, and waved it casually. The sword energy crisscrossed and strangled towards the golden sword light. "Swish~" The sword energy collided with the golden sword light, and unexpectedly collapsed and collapsed quickly. It seemed that the first snow met the scorching sun. It was defeated so simply and quickly. Gu Cheng's pupils shrank. The next moment, he heard a click, and the golden sword light slashed the long sword in his hand. The sword forged by the fine iron was broken into two pieces, and his chest hurt and blood shot. Gu Cheng snorted miserably and retreated repeatedly. After stabilizing his body, he looked down and saw that there was a knife mark on his chest. The light golden sword light was still destroying his wounds, causing him greater damage. "I, I lost!"

Gu Cheng's broken sword fell to the ground with a clang, and he said in a daze. He destroyed his sword energy, cut off his long sword, and left a mark on his chest. He lost no blame. The audience near the five groups of platforms were all stunned. They looked at each other in a flash. Then, there was a burst of discussion. "There was a blow to defeat the eleventh-ranked senior brother Gu Cheng, who was ranked 10th in the inner sect. Fang Yi suddenly appeared, so powerful!"

"It's incredible. When did such a powerful figure appear in the inner sect?"

"Even Gu Cheng was defeated with one sword. Wouldn't it mean that Fang Yi has the strength of the top ten in the inner gate!"

On the elder's seat, an elder noticed Fang Yi. "This Fang Yi is good, he actually understood the secret of gold. However, looking at the sword he just now, the secret of gold should not have been fully understood, it was just a half-step secret of gold."

"It's no problem to give him time and understand the complete mystery of gold. It seems that another genius is about to appear in my Qingling Sect."

"This son has comprehended the mystery of half-step gold. With the blessing of the mystery of gold, his attack strength doubled and he has unparalleled destructive power. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to enter the top ten of the competition."

"It is not easy to understand the mystery, so this student should focus on cultivating it."

Xu Chen looked at Fang Yi who was walking off the ring, "Is the secret of half-step gold? Interesting."

After the eighth game, it was dark. The participating disciples went back to rest one after another. After one night, the next day, before dawn, the martial arts square was already crowded. In order to occupy a better seat, many people did not return and rested in the martial arts square for one night. In the room, Xu Chen slowly opened his eyes. A touch of pain flashed across his face. Thirty thousand spirit stones. He consumed 300,000 spirit stones, and his cultivation level broke from the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Realm to the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

During the period, he broke through two small realms in a row, and the speed was so fast that it was shocking. But the price he paid was unacceptable to ordinary people. How many martial artists in the Qi Condensation Realm could have taken out 300,000 spirit stones? If Xu Chen had not had a trip to the Water Palace and destroyed the Zhao family, he would not have been so squandered. He turned his head and looked out the window. It was already bright. He washed his face, went out, and headed towards the martial arts square. Soon after, the elders took the stage and the competition continued. Game 9. "Group Seven, No. 3 vs. No. 20."

Number 3 is Qin Yi, Number 20 is Xu Chen. After the elder finished speaking, the audience near the seventh group of the arena was in full swing. Xu Chen and Qin Yi practiced the Fengying Step, and they all practiced the Fengying Step to the peak stage. Which of the two people with great speed is stronger? "Xu Chen, it's dangerous."

"Yes, although he has trained the Fengying Step to the peak stage, he is still quite different from Senior Brother Qin Yi."

"Senior Brother Qin Yi is at the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm, and he practiced the Fengying Step to the peak stage a year ago. No matter how you look at it, Xu Chen has no chance of winning."

"I don't think much of Xu Chen either."
Chapter completed!