C1120 God Tier High Grade Martial Arts
C1120 God Tier High Grade Martial Arts
Enormous waves covered the sky and the earth. The mighty and awe-inspiring power shook the heavens and shook the earth.
On the other side, the sky and earth were dark, the wind was howling, and the apocalyptic volcano was erupting.
The scorching Geocentric Magnetism unceasingly gushed out, gushing up to the skies. The scene was extremely shocking.
"This is?"
Looking at the two completely different phenomena in front of them, the hearts of the people surrounding cupola all trembled uneasily. Even though it was only an illusory image, the crowd could clearly feel the fierceness and violence of the power.
"What a shocking aura!"
"Is this the disturbance caused by a high-rank Divine Ranked Martial Technique?"
"Who is so lucky?"
Everyone was startled, their gazes sweeping across the seven young figures on top of cupola, only to see that the two people with a thick gold luster around them were Ji Jingsheng and Tan Zhong.
"It's him!" Lin Kun clenched both his fists tightly, and a trace of ice-cold chilliness surged within his eyes as he looked at Ji Jingsheng.
Not long ago in the battle, Lin Kun had lost to his opponent, but this time, even his innate talent was weaker than his opponent's. This caused Lin Kun, who had an arrogant personality, to once again experience a feeling of defeat.
"I had thought that one of them would be Han Chen!" Li Mao muttered softly.
Xie Qufeng chuckled from the side, and said with a calm and resolute tone. "Han Chen definitely has surpassed them."
"Hmm?"
Li Mao was startled, he was surprised that the other would say such words, but if it was anyone else, not only would they scoff at him, they would even ridicule him.
However, it was not only Xie Qufeng who looked so full of confidence. Even Lin Pu, Feng Yunu, Yang Dingjie and the others had some confidence in Han Chen.
"You?"
"Han Chen might not be able to surpass those four, but he will definitely be able to." Feng Yunu said gently.
"I believe it too!" Guan Ye also agreed, although she had not known Han Chen for more than three months.
After a while, the turmoil on the cupola subsided.
"Swoosh!"
Ji Jingsheng and Tan Zhong were teleported out one after another.
The two of them exchanged glances with each other. Their eyes revealed a sharp glint. One could tell that they were secretly competing with each other.
"Elder Brother Jing Sheng, you've obtained a high-grade Divine Rank martial skill?"
Earlier, a young woman called 'Shuiyue' came up and asked while accompanied by the two arcane dust brothers.
Ji Jingsheng's brows furrowed as he revealed a proud look, "Of course."
"Crash!"
The crowd was stirred up, and everyone's eyes were full of envy.
Tan Zhong also returned to the front of the Jin Yan Dynasty, and there was a similarly undisguised smile on his face. It could be seen that he had also successfully obtained a high-grade Divine Ranked Martial Technique.
In just one breath's time, two high-grade Deity Tier martial arts appeared. This kind of shock caused everyone to be unable to calm down for a long time, and it also attracted the envy of countless people.
"There are actually five more people?"
Ji Jingsheng looked back at the cupola, a little surprised in his heart. When he saw the fifth figure, his expression immediately darkened.
It's that bastard!
Third Prince Tan Zhong, who was on the other side, was similarly surprised. A faint coldness flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes.
cupola's Martial Skill Space.
Yellow sand filled the sky, dancing in the air like howling demons and devils.
This was an endless desert, and all he could see was a golden world.
Within the sea of sand, Han Chen's body bent slightly as he struggled to move forward, step by step.
The current Han Chen was riddled with scars, looking extremely miserable. On the left side of his face, there was a gaping wound that looked like a hole in a wall that had dried up in the wind. It was a shocking sight to behold.
Han Chen already could not remember how many iron gates he had walked through. Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, Bramble Forest, Ice Snow and Rain of Evil Water.
In a situation where one was unable to use martial arts energy, it would be extremely difficult to pass through these obstacles.
As he walked over, Han Chen's body became riddled with holes.
The strong wind from the sea that was blowing towards them lifted countless fine grains of sand into the air. When these grains of sand hit his body, they were like thin needles that pierced into Han Chen's flesh and blood.
"Hu hu!"
The strong wind whistled, as if it was mocking Han Chen for overestimating his capabilities.
Looking at the endless desert, Han Chen's eyes turned yellow.
"Bam!"
Han Chen's legs suddenly staggered, and fell powerlessly. Endless fatigue and tiredness flooded his mind like a tide.
Too tired, give up!
A voice that came from an unknown place sounded out in Han Chen's mind. As long as he chose to give up, he could immediately return to the previous checkpoint, and could even bring away the martial skill behind a metal door.
It was already quite impressive for him to have reached this stage.
Stop!
"No!" Han Chen's throat lightly rolled as he spat out a dry and coarse word.
"This hasn't reached my limit yet. If I can't even break through this, how can I still have the ability to enter the holy gate? "What qualifications do I have to enter the peak of martial arts!"
Han Chen clenched his teeth, his resolute eyes revealed a glimmer of determination, "Even if my legs don't have the strength to stand up again, I will still crawl to the end."
Soon after, Han Chen dragged his exhausted body, trying his best to crawl in the desert.
Gradually, a drag mark appeared behind Han Chen's back, and it slowly grew longer. At the end, the initial drag marks were actually buried by the wind and sand.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, under the ravaging of the sandstorm, Han Chen had long since lost his' human form '. His skin was dry and cracked, and his hair was filled with sand, as though he was a patient struggling to survive.
Just as Han Chen felt that he had exhausted most of his energy, his eyes suddenly lit up. An iron gate suddenly appeared in front of him.
"It's a success!" Han Chen was ecstatic, the tiredness in his body seemed to have almost disappeared.
"Is it over? This is the last checkpoint! "
Just as Han Chen was rejoicing, Weng! With a 'bang', the space trembled slightly. Immediately afterwards, a dazzling white light flashed. On the right side of the metal door, a second metal door appeared.
"This?"
Han Chen was stunned, he stared blankly at the second iron door that appeared out of thin air, and immediately felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured all over him.
This was not the second barrier.
This was actually not the end!
In this sudden attack, Han Chen's mind also suffered a heavy blow.
Han Chen struggled to stand up from the ground.
He walked step by step until he reached the front of the two iron gates. The situation was exactly the same as before. Behind the iron gates on the left was a small room, and on the stone table in the room was a martial skill scroll surrounded by golden light.
Behind the iron gate on the right, it was pitch-black, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.
Compared to the choices he had made a few times before, it was extremely difficult for Han Chen to make a choice this time.
He couldn't hold on any longer. He really couldn't hold on any longer.
He was afraid that it would be difficult for him to move another ten meters forward.
"Forget it, I'm already satisfied." Han Chen's face revealed a faint smile, and immediately after, he extended his hand towards the iron gate on the left, and a cold sensation was transmitted through his fingertips.
Just as he was about to open the iron gate, Han Chen frowned, he retracted his hand and clenched his fist, his sharp gaze turning to the iron gate on the right.
In his heart, he told Han Chen that he was not satisfied.
As long as he was still awake, he wasn't at his limit.
"Creak!"
Without any hesitation, Han Chen used all of his strength to pull open the iron door on the right, and an ancient Qi that had long been covered in dust rushed towards him.
Han Chen clenched his teeth and stepped inside. In the blink of an eye, it was enveloped by an endless darkness.
Darkness!
A darkness that could not be seen through!
It had been a long time since Han Chen had such a feeling. Following the growth of his cultivation, the eyes of the strong martial cultivation no longer showed any darkness. Even if it was a dark night, his eyesight would not be limited.
However, the darkness before his eyes was an indescribable darkness.
Han Chen couldn't see anything. He felt as if he had been swallowed by darkness and this boundless darkness gave him a huge palpitation.
It was as if the man-eating demons in the darkness could jump out at any moment to take his life.
This was the most primitive fear of mankind, like a child who fears the coming of night. It was a fear that could pierce deep into one's heart and trace its origins.
cupola!
In the blink of an eye, another two days quietly passed by.
The five figures on the stage were like petrified statues. Even their auras were concealed.
Ink Splitting Holy Brush arcane dust, Little Tyrant King Zhao Qi, Western Ancient Clear Eyes, Soul-Burying Bell, kill without mercy!
Under the halos of these four people, the silent and unknown Han Chen, was especially dim in the eyes of the masses. It was like a flock of chickens standing on their cranes. While it was true that it was eye-catching, it was quickly disregarded by others.
"It's been three days. When are they going to comprehend it?"
"Who knows!" Let's wait and see! We've already waited for so many days and the answer is about to be revealed. "
"That kid still hasn't awakened? Did he get lost in the martial arts space?"
"Hehe, that's a possibility."
Not only were there some doubts in the hearts of the others, even Lin Kun, Xie Qufeng, Guan Ruyue, and the others felt a sense of restlessness in their hearts.
Other than the Baize s and Qi Qi s, the others had all entered the Martial Skill Dimension.
He still had some understanding of the situation of the internal level. The further one went, the more difficult the level of the level would be, and there were many who would challenge the limits of the human body.
"How many doors has this guy reached?" Lin Kun said with a serious face.
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, just as the mood of the audience was in turmoil, a resplendent cyan light surged up from the stage into the sky.
Everyone was shocked. It was another high-grade divine rank martial skill!
Accompanying it were the surging waves of energy that were surging forward violently.
"Boom!"
"Bang bang!"
Immediately after, before the crowd could see which genius had won the Divine level martial art, two beams of light shot up into the sky one after another.