Invincible Martial King

"The number of disciples that have successfully advanced to the second round is a total of one thousand two hundred plus people. Everyone who is standing on the high platform will continue to participate in the second round."    

"And the rules are very simple as well. Next up, we will proceed to draw lots and decide who your opponents are."    

"As long as I can defeat more than ten people, I will successfully advance to the next round."    

Seeing that it was about time, a slightly older old man slowly walked up to the stage. He looked fat, but his movements were abnormally nimble. The moment he finished speaking, he had already arrived at the center of the stage.    

In that moment, the hidden array formation on the high platform slowly rose up, forming a solid and indestructible defense. In the center area, there were ten empty spots to use as the stage. At the same time, there were also ten people with tyrannical auras that appeared next to the arena, responsible for managing the following battles.    

"What a strong energy wave. It should at least be the cultivation of the Eighth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master realm."    

"These are all members of the royal family."    

Staring at these people, the pupils of many martial artists in the sect constricted. They felt a terrifying pressure from their own bodies, a feeling that they had only felt from their own Sect Master s or elders before. The royal family was indeed a true giant, and in order to host the Hundred Sects Meeting this time, they had actually dispatched so many strong people in one go.    

"In the ten rings, those who have heard the names will begin the competition."    

"Also, by the way, it's a matter of life and death."    

This meant that the second round of the competition was still full of cruelty. Either the contestant would win, or the contestant would be killed by the contestant in the arena.    

"Blue Cloud Sect, Bu Zhan, Ring One."    

Without further ado, the fat old man announced the name of the first fight.    

"I'm actually the first, haha." Bu Zhan was stunned at first, then immediately laughed out loud with an unusually calm expression.    

"Bu Zhan …"    

"You have to be careful." Lee Mubai and the rest looked worried.    

"Senior Brother Bu, you can do it!" Nodding to Wu Tie, Lu Chen cast an encouraging gaze.    

"Haha, don't show that expression one by one."    

"Right now, I am a martial artist at the Second Sky of the Martial Master Realm. No matter what, I will take it down to show our Blue Cloud Sect to others. It will not be so easy to bully them."    

Bu Zhan laughed heartily and strode towards one of the rings.    

"I never thought that it would actually be Bu Zhan who is leading the charge." Xie Wantian said in a serious tone with a hint of worry on his face.    

"Bu Zhan's strength seems to have improved a lot. It shouldn't be a problem." Lee Daoming hesitated and said.    

"I hope so."    

"But his opponent is no ordinary martial artist either. Let's see how Bu Zhan will perform next." Xie Wantian slightly raised his head and his gaze landed on a figure opposite Bu Zhan. Even though there was a distance between them, he could still feel the powerful aura coming from within. This aura, even he couldn't help but to slightly glance at it.    

"To think that Blue Cloud Sect people would fight in the first round. Let's see what kind of strength they have to challenge the Yunhai Sect."    

"It's not that simple. This Blue Cloud Sect disciple's opponent is someone from the Qiushui Sect. The number of people in this sect is extremely few, but every single one of them are exceptionally strong. I think that this Blue Cloud Sect disciple has no chance at all."    

… ….    

The moment Bu Zhan ascended the stage, the surrounding people started to discuss in low voices.    

"Autumn Water Sect, Lu Xiaobing."    

At this moment, a handsome youth was already standing on the stage. He held a golden fan in his hand and his face was relaxed and satisfied. He raised his chin as if he didn't place anyone in his eyes.    

"Blue Cloud Sect, Bu Zhan."    

Seeing this, Bu Zhan frowned slightly, but he still maintained his basic courtesy.    

"Then let's begin." With that, the young man named Lu Xiaojia disappeared from the spot. At the same time, a sharp cold light appeared in the air in front of Bu Zhan in an instant.    

Quick.    

Too fast.    

"What terrifying speed." Bu Zhan's pupils violently contracted. He felt his scalp go numb, but he quickly reacted. He immediately clenched his five fingers and used his strength to smash at the cold light in front of him.    

"Bam!"    

As if two mountains were colliding, a dull sound was emitted. Bu Zhan only felt a surging force from his right arm that forced him to take five to six steps back, leaving a clear footprint on the abnormally sturdy stage.    

His fist was pressed against a folding fan. It was clearly just a fan, but it was like an unimaginably heavy mountain, pressing down on him until he had a difficult time breathing.    

"Just this level of strength?" Lu Xiaobing shook his head. There was a trace of contempt in his eyes. Then, he pressed down his palm which was holding onto the fan. Bu Zhan was forced back two steps and his feet sank into the ground.    

In just one exchange, Bu Zhan was completely suppressed. This disciple of the Autumn Water Sect had extremely strong strength.    

"The Autumn Water Sect is indeed as the rumors say. Bu Zhan's match is not an easy one." Although Bu Zhan's cultivation level had temporarily surpassed his, his opponent was too strong. According to his estimate, although this Qiushui Sect disciple was only at Second Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master, his true strength was enough to compete against a martial arts master of the third heaven, and even amongst the remaining one thousand or so people, he was still considered to be at the top.    

"Trust Senior Brother Bu, he won't be knocked down that easily." Lu Chen looked at Bu Zhan and was filled with confidence in the former. He believed that with Bu Zhan's strength, he would definitely not stop at this point.    

As expected, just as Lu Chen finished his sentence, the atmosphere in the arena changed drastically.    

Boom!    

The Qiushui disciple Lu Xiaoji's fan was suddenly sent flying by a majestic energy. His tenacious and indomitable body retreated several steps and heavily crashed into the protective array, creating a loud sound.    

"This is …"    

Lu Xiaojia's expression changed as he stared at Bu Zhan. Bu Zhan's body grew in size as he stared at Bu Zhan. Every inch of his muscles were like tough tree roots coiled around each other, filled with a strong sense of power.    

"Profound Sky Nine Transformations."    

Bu Zhan let out a low growl, and his voice rang out like a large bell. At this moment, his aura had reached its peak. Regardless of whether it was his soul power or physical body, they were both in a very powerful state. This was a special martial skill that he cultivated.