World's Strongest Martial Warrior

"Chen'er, for Gong Ling to be ranked on the Prodigy Roll of the Grand Desolate Plateau, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Even though your strength is extraordinary, you still have to be careful when facing him. "    

    

Ji Wushuang took a deep breath and reminded Peter Parker.    

    

The Realm Heart Divine Crystal was passed down to her after the death of the supreme elder.    

    

In Ji Wushuang's heart, he naturally didn't wish for the Realm Heart Divine Crystal to be taken away by someone else.    

    

If Peter Parker could fight for the first place in the Prodigy Challenge and obtain the Realm Heart Crystal, it would undoubtedly be Ji Wushuang's opinion.    

    

With Peter Parker's talent, if he could obtain the World Heart Crystal, he might be able to quickly break through to the World God Venerable Realm.    

    

Not long after he entered the Divine Realm, Catherine Waters and the other girl were forcefully taken away.    

    

Only by breaking through to become a World God Venerable would Peter Parker have the strength to find Catherine Waters and the others.    

    

Peter Parker smiled faintly, "Mother, don't worry."    

    

While Peter Parker and Ji Wushuang were communicating via voice transmission, nearly a hundred genius disciples of Cold Moon Palace were quickly gathered in the martial arena.    

    

Looking at the scene in front of him, Peter Parker couldn't help but sigh at the cruelty of the Prodigy Challenge.    

    

Nearly a hundred genius disciples of Cold Moon Palace participated in the competition, and they were divided into three groups. Each group had more than thirty people, and only the top four could enter the next round of the ranking competition.    

    

This probability of advancing was almost one-tenth!    

    

Next.    

    

Zhong Lishui commanded the referees to start grouping. The sixty to seventy disciples were divided into three groups.    

    

Peter Parker picked a 1-6 number, which was the number 6 of the first group.    

    

The drawing of lots was completed.    

    

Zhong Lishui moved his palm, and a mysterious bead that emitted the mighty divine might of the realm appeared in his palm.    

    

In the next moment.    

    

The mysterious bead directly appeared in the center of the square and transformed into three arenas that were over a thousand feet in size.    

    

"As expected of the World God Sect, what a great effort, actually using a World God Weapon to create an arena, to be used as the arena for the Prodigy Challenge."    

    

Peter Parker looked at the three rings that appeared out of thin air in the center of the martial arena, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of shock.    

    

Following the appearance of the three arenas, the three judges also began to host the battles of the groups that drew lots under Zhong Lishui's instructions.    

    

"The first group, number five against number nineteen."    

    

"Group two, number six against number twenty-three."    

    

"Group three, group one against group eight."    

    

After hearing the three judges announce the numbers for the first round, each student stepped onto the arena and began to fight with their opponents.    

    

Peter Parker was not selected for the first round. He was watching the battle below the arena of group one.    

    

The first match of the first group had drawn Lu Chuan, one of the ten great sect geniuses of Cold Moon Palace.    

    

His opponent was a skinny youth, a late Third Order Heavenly God.    

    

"Ice Dragon Break!"    

    

The skinny youth clearly knew that he was inferior to Lu Chuan, and wanted to seize the initiative. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he immediately attacked with all his might.    

    

Boom!    

    

The surrounding air was instantly torn apart by the thin youth's explosive world power. Then, it transformed into an ice dragon, and with an aura that froze space, it bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it roared at Lu Chuan.    

    

Lu Chuan held a black short knife with both hands, and stood motionless on the spot.    

    

It was only when the thin youth's attack appeared in front of him that he gently slashed out.    

    

Bang!    

    

The ice dragon that carried a cold aura was instantly shattered by Lu Chuan's saber. The thin youth was forced back several steps.    

    

After forcing back the thin youth with one move, Lu Chuan did not spare him. The short black hair in his hand instantly weaved into a saber net, locking down the thin youth.    

    

"I admit defeat!"    

    

The skinny youth laughed bitterly and hurriedly admitted defeat.    

    

The qualifying round had a total of ten rounds.    

    

Facing Lu Chuan, one of the top ten prodigies, even if he used all his strength, he wouldn't have much of a chance of winning. He might as well conserve his strength and deal with the upcoming matches.    

    

If that was the case, he might have a chance to get into the top four and qualify for the ranking competition.