Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

Chen Yu actually admired Xue Zhan Feng's strength from the bottom of his heart.    

    

Initially, Chen Yu had even wanted to use the Wind Transformation Movement to stall for time, but it was obvious that he couldn't do so now.    

    

That palm strike just now was actually formed from a part of the Blue Blood Ape's Spiritual Soul. It seemed weak on the outside, but it wasn't easy to break it. At the very least, Chen Yu was unable to do so with just his Supreme Force.    

    

Xue Zhan Feng obviously did not expect that a portion of the Spiritual Soul's power would be able to take down Chen Yu, but since Chen Yu was unable to dodge the attack, he was truly confident that he would be able to receive the next strike.    

    

Chu Tianshu, who was whispering with the Elder beside him at the main seat of the viewing gallery, suddenly looked towards the arena where Chen Yu and Xue Zhan Feng were seated. A trace of surprise appeared on his face.    

    

"Sect Master, if I'm not wrong, that is the condensation and release of blood energy?" The elder next to Chu Tianshu also noticed Chen Yu's attack. He was also stunned for a moment before he spoke.    

    

"It's true that the power of one's blood vitality is not bad, but to be strong to this degree is truly rare!" Chu Tianshu said: "Three years ago, Falling Star Immortal also mentioned that this is Chen Yu's biggest survival support when stripping off Spiritual Soul. I always felt that no matter how strong his qi and blood were, there would always be a limit, and only today did I know that I still underestimated this little guy's attainments in body refinement!"    

    

"He looks a little demonic!" The elder beside Chu Tianshu was around seventy years old and was slightly well-built, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle. His name was Qi Zhengnan, and he was one of the elders in Principal Peak Clan that had more seniority than Chu Tianshu.    

    

"The power of blood vitality is able to form and release out like astral energy. This is already strange and bizarre!" Chu Tianshu said, "I remember Chief of the Ling family also mentioned this to me, but I didn't take it to heart. "From the looks of it, this Chen Yu really does possess an extraordinary skill and his luck is not small!"    

    

"In the end, this child only has a cultivation of Heavenly Astral Stage. Whether or not he will be able to pass the first round is still not certain!" Qi Zhengnan narrowed his eyes and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen the physique of an ethereal body!"    

    

"Shixiong Falling Star, your choice shouldn't be wrong, right?" Chu Tianshu said, "At least, there's no problem for Chen Yu to win this round!"    

    

As they spoke, spirit energy rose again and again from the Thousand-zhang Plateau.    

    

At this point, more than five hundred of the eight hundred battle arenas had already been closed. The remaining two hundred or so were also being closed.    

    

Facing Xue Zhan Feng's palm, Chen Yu could clearly feel the formidable strength contained within. This strength was even slightly stronger than his.    

    

"With the fusion of the Blue Blood Ape and my fleshly body, the strength of this fusion is indeed not to be underestimated!" Chen Yu thought for a while, then he straightened his body and threw out a punch.    

    

Ang    

    

The Dragon Roaring Sound rang.    

    

With the movement of the Howling Dragon Fist, other than the Spirit Vortex in his dantian, all of Chen Yu's body's power started to move at the same time.    

    

Without a doubt, Xue Zhan Feng was most proficient in close combat, and Chen Yu just so happened to be proficient at that. So, in the clash of fists and palms, there was not the slightest bit of fancy, simple, direct, and overbearing ruthlessness.    

    

"Who's stronger and who's weaker?" Excitement flashed through Xue Zhan Feng's eyes. He had long known from Zong Zhen's defeat that Chen Yu's physical body was extremely tyrannical, but he was still not afraid of such a collision of strength. This showed his confidence and determination in his martial arts.    

    

PENG    

    

The fist and palm collided.    

    

The Astral Energy dragon carried by the Howling Dragon Fist shattered. Chen Yu's body sank and his legs stepped on the iron wood under his feet until it cracked.    

    

Xue Zhan Feng's expression suddenly changed as the tremendous force poured forth. With a cracking sound, the shadow of the nosebleed Giant Origin's arm on his arm suddenly disappeared, and his bones shattered. His entire body was flung into the air, flying out of the arena.    

    

Chen Yu shook his fist with a slightly cold expression.    

    

Xue Zhan Feng was indeed powerful. After merging with the spirit body of the Blue Blood Ape, the strength behind that palm strike was no less than ten thousand Jin. It was even stronger than Chen Yu.    

    

If it wasn't for the increase in power from the Howling Dragon Fist, Chen Yu wouldn't have been able to gain anything from such a confrontation.    

    

Therefore, fusing with a powerful Spiritual Soul would bring too great of an advantage to warriors.    

    

A figure flew out to prop up Xue Zhan Feng. It was the referee in charge of this arena.    

    

Chen Yu looked at the cracks on the ironwood planks beneath his feet and looked down at the arena.    

    

"Hey Chen, I'm here to fight you!" A figure flew up and arrived on the arena. It was another Dragon Head Peak disciple.    

    

Chen Yu looked around at the arenas on the Thousand-zhang Plateau. Spiritual Light shot out like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. The majority of the 800 arenas were already sealed, and only 100 remained in battle.    

    

He patted the Storage Bag and it flew into his hands.    

    

The Dragon Head Peak disciples that came up were only at the fourth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage. He shouted angrily as he raised his Spirit Sword and charged towards Chen Yu.    

    

Chen Yu slashed out.    

    

The waves parted and the world was destroyed.    

    

On the martial arena, only the saber light remained. It was difficult to describe with words the destructive power and dazzling power of this saber light.    

    

Tink    

    

With the spread of the Wind Stabilization Blade Domain, it enveloped the entire arena, causing the sword aura to appear dim, as though it was being completely suppressed. Along with the clashing of the blade and sword, the in the Dragon Head Peak disciple's hand broke apart, the blade light cut through his body, and the sharp blade edge was about to split him into two.    

    

"Have mercy!" A cry of alarm came out, a massive and refined gale flew out, and just before the Wind Stabilization Blade slashed down, it collided with the astral blade, causing the Wind Stabilization Blade's blade force to be slightly stifled.    

    

Even so, in the next moment, the Wind Stabilization Blade still swept past the Dragon Head Peak disciple's body and tore his chest apart.    

    

The Dragon Head Peak disciple cried out in pain, fell on his back, and blood started to gush out of his mouth.    

    

A figure flashed, and blocked the path of the Dragon Head Peak disciple that was on the ground. It was the referee responsible for this arena, and this referee was a deacon that was at the peak of the main peak, possessing the strength of a peak Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

    

Chen Yu retracted his saber and stood up, but he did not attack again.    

    

"You …" The referee lowered his head to look at the Dragon Head Peak disciple's injuries. He saw that the latter's stomach had been cut open and his injuries could be described as extremely heavy. He opened his mouth and wanted to scold Chen Yu a few words, but he was speechless.    

    

A few Dragon Head Peak disciples ascended the arena, fiercely glared at Chen Yu, and brought the heavily injured disciple off the stage.    

    

"The sword in Evil Bandit's hand is a Profound Artifact!"    

    

"Truly despicable, using Profound Artifact to participate in the Large Competition!"    

    

"That surnamed Chen, Evil Bandit, has consecutively defeated Senior Xue and Senior Jiang. I'm afraid that Senior Xu will have to make a move."    

    

Beneath the arena, all of the Dragon Head Peak disciples looked at each other in dismay. No one dared to make a move.    

    

Chen Yu's slash was too astonishing, defeating a practitioner at the fourth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage with one slash. Their battle prowess was too strong, so their strength was not much weaker than the one being defeated.    

    

"I'll do it!" Just as the Dragon Head Peak disciples were hesitating, a figure walked out from the crowd.    

    

The man was in his thirties, medium and slightly fat, with a smile and shrewd eyes.    

    

"Who is this person?"    

    

"Small Blue Peak, Zhu Mingyi. Peak of the sixth level. Top five in Small Blue Peak. His strength is about the same as senior brother Xue!" Some Dragon Head Peak disciples who recognized this person cried out in alarm.    

    

"Similar to Xue Zhan Feng? You think too highly of Xue Zhan Feng, and are giving too much gold to your Dragon Head Peak! " Some Small Blue Peak disciples said with a sneer, and with a hint of ridicule, "Your Dragon Head Peak can compare to our Small Blue Peak?"    

    

The group of Dragon Head Peak disciples were speechless and were unable to refute his words. Because, what she said was the truth. In Ruling Spirit Sect, Dragon Head Peak was only ranked thirty-first, and it was indeed impossible to compare it with Small Blue Peak ranked eleventh.    

    

Amidst the discussions of the crowd below the stage, Zhu Mingyi had already jumped up and onto the stage.    

    

"It's time to act!" At the same time, on the Dragon Head Peak viewing platform, Xu Renfeng stood up and took big steps. He walked down the viewing platform unhurriedly, towards the arena where Wu Tie was. Behind him, the haze in Zong Yan's eyes dissipated, leaving only a look of anticipation on his face.    

    

"Small Blue Peak Zhu Mingyi is here to receive Junior Brother Chen's guidance!" On the arena, Zhu Mingyi cupped his hands towards Chen Yu with a smile on his face. He seemed very amiable without a single trace of hostility, as if his goal was only to spar.    

    

Looking at the polite Zhu Mingyi, he suddenly looked around at the four corners of the arena and said: "Senior Zhu, only dozens of the eight hundred arenas are still battling. Aren't you afraid that if you can't beat me, you won't have the chance to pass the first round of the tournament?"    

    

"It's alright!" Zhu Mingyi laughed, "With my strength, I will at most enter the third round. It's basically impossible for me to enter the fourth round. On the contrary, if I were to defeat you, I will get more benefits! "    

    

"Senior Brother Zhu, you think too highly of yourself!" Chen Yu said lightly.    

    

"We have to give it a try to know. Junior Brother Chen, be careful!" Zhu Mingyi patted the Storage Bag, and an oddly-shaped long sword appeared in his hands. Spiritual light floated in his body, and a shadow of a Spiritual Soul appeared.    

    

Surprisingly, the shadow was a clock. The clock cover was flashing with patterns of rivers and mountains.    

    

With the appearance of the bell, Zhu Mingyi took a step forward and thrusted out his sword. A vigorous sword intent appeared, causing the sword to be as heavy as a mountain.    

    

At this moment, an invisible force suddenly exploded. With Zhu Mingyi's long sword as the center, it extended outwards and seemed like it would cover the entire arena in an instant.    

    

Chen Yu felt that the True Divine Spirit Qi in his body was slightly sluggish and his circulation was sluggish.    

    

"Profound Artifact!" The moment this formless power appeared, Chen Yu immediately understood that the ancient sword in Zhu Mingyi's hand was a Profound Artifact.    

    

Beneath the Profound Artifact, it was not appropriate to use the Wind Transformation Movement to dodge. Chen Yu had no choice but to slash out with his blade, the force of the blade was as violent as thunder.    

    

Ding Feng's field spread out, similarly clashing against Zhu Mingyi's Profound Artifact.    

    

The sword intents intertwined with each other. After the clash of sabers and swords, the sabers and swords clashed, and in an instant, the sabre aura was torn apart.    

    

Zhu Mingyi was, after all, at the peak of the Spirit Accumulation Stage, so his spirit energy's purity and density was much higher than Chen Yu's.    

    

However, Zhu Mingyi still could not defeat Chen Yu with just this one move. He stopped his steps, rotated the Qi Gu long sword, slightly rotated the force of the sword, and used the second move.    

    

Chen Yu instantly felt the pressure increase. On the basis of the first strike, both the sword intent and the power contained in the sword had increased by a large amount.    

    

Without a doubt, Zhu Mingyi was also performing sword techniques like the Nine Thunder Prison Breaking Blade. If the sword force was not stopped, the power of the sword moves would continue to superimpose.    

    

Chen Yu's body spun as he slashed out the second move of the Nine Thunder Prison Break Blade.    

    

After their second clash, Zhu Mingyi suddenly grinned. His smile contained a trace of craftiness and weirdness.    

    

After the clash of swords, Chen Yuzheng was about to make his third cut. Seeing Zhu Mingyi's smile, his heart suddenly throbbed.    

    

Right at that moment, the bell-shaped Spiritual Soul on Zhu Mingyi's body suddenly became solid. The patterns on its surface started to circulate, and a bell suddenly rang out.    

    

This bell chime was so sudden and yet so vast and profound, it carried with it a strange power that shook the soul.    

    

The moment the voice rang out, cries of alarm came from below the arena. The spectators were caught off guard as they covered their ears with their hands, their faces pale. Some people even had blood flowing from their ears as they fell face first onto the ground.