Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

"The Spiritual Soul with the surname Zhu is so strange!"    

"Ahhh, what did you all say?"    

Below the arena, it was chaos. Only the few Small Blue Peak disciples who came with Zhu Mingyi looked at the other people's performance, gloating. Obviously, they were prepared for Zhu Mingyi's Spiritual Soul's bell sound.    

Zhu Mingyi naturally wouldn't be affected by the bell sound. He looked at Chen Yu and saw that his body was stiff and his face was dull. The third slash of the Nine Thunder Prison Saber had suddenly stopped because his soul was affected.    

With a smug smile, Zhu Mingyi thrust his sword towards Chen Yu's chest again.    

When experts competed, a single line of difference was enough to affect success or failure, not to mention this sudden shock to Zhu Mingyi, who felt that his victory was assured.    

Just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce Chen Yu's chest, Wu Tie suddenly moved. The long sword slashed diagonally towards Zhu Mingyi's ancient sword.    

Zhu Mingyi's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. He did not expect Chen Yu to recover so quickly, but his sword momentum did not pause at all. Zhu Mingyi's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, he did not expect Chen Yu to recover so quickly.    

Tink    

The blade landed on Zhu Mingyi's sword and shook it slightly. Zhu Mingyi slightly moved his wrist and the powerful sword was as immovable as a mountain. Even though Chen Yu was extremely powerful, his sword only slightly tilted to the side as it continued to pierce towards Chen Yu.    

The Lone Peak of Thirteen Swords was a powerful sword technique of the Small Blue Peak branch. Zhu Mingyi's attainment in this sword technique had already reached the pinnacle of perfection.    

However, just at that time, Chen Yu's body suddenly threw away his blade. After twisting his body a bit, he revealed the profoundness of his movement technique and actually brushed past Zhu Mingyi's Profound Artifact Long Sword and collided into Zhu Mingyi's chest, slapping out with his palm.    

A bloody light suddenly appeared.    

Zhu Mingyi did not expect that his attack would miss. His eyes narrowed and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that this kind of response was as if Chen Yu had prepared for a long time, especially the dodging movement, which showed that he had stored up his strength for a long time.    

The Astral Sword tore through Chen Yu's clothes, leaving bloody marks on his body. However, Chen Yu had already completely avoided the attack's strongest point. Zhu Mingyi quickly retreated, and the bell-shaped Spiritual Soul that enveloped him started to quickly spin, the veins on it started to emit a light aura, and the entire bell became even more condensed and sturdy.    

When    

Chen Yu pressed his palm on the clock wall and let out a muffled sound. The muffled sound carried with it a power that could shake the soul.    

The bell shaped Spiritual Soul suddenly stopped circulating and the patterns on its surface became dimmer. A blood-red palm imprint appeared on its surface, causing the bell shaped Spiritual Soul to dim slightly.    

Zhu Mingyi was overwhelmed with shock as he quickly retreated and swung his sword horizontally at Chen Yu.    

Chen Yu stepped on the ground and without any warning, his body changed direction and moved around Zhu Mingyi, avoiding Zhu Mingyi's long sword and striking down with his palm.    

For a time, two figures moved swiftly in the arena, entangled with each other.    

Dang, dang, dang, dang    

When the bell rang for the fourth time, the shadow that had enveloped Zhu Mingyi vanished, and Chen Yu's bloody palm came crashing down on Zhu Mingyi's back.    

"I admit defeat!" Zhu Mingyi shouted loudly as he spun around to dodge.    

Chen Yu's palm was like a shadow, hanging behind Zhu Mingyi's back. In the end, he didn't press down on Zhu Mingyi's back.    

"Ah, how is this possible?"    

"Damn it, even Senior Brother Zhu is not his match?"    

Below the stage, the crowd went into an uproar.    

Zhu Mingyi stopped. Sweat covered his forehead as he slowly turned around and looked at Chen Yu, saying, "Junior Brother Chen is amazing indeed!"    

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhu!"    

"You weren't affected by my Myriad Mountains Bell at all?" Zhu Mingyi asked with a wry smile.    

"When I saw Senior Brother Zhu's Spiritual Soul, I was already prepared!" Chen Yu said flatly, "The bell-shaped Spiritual Soul, if it is not attacking the opponent, it is shaking the soul with its voice. Actually, with Senior Brother Zhu's sword skills, defeating Senior Brother Zhu was not so easy. On the contrary, it was Senior Brother Zhu who believed too much in the bell's power that could shake the soul. That's why I seized the opportunity! "    

"You!" Zhu Mingyi was speechless. He rarely used the soul shaking sound of his Spiritual Soul and usually hid it extremely well. He never expected that it would be seen through by Chen Yu. He didn't know that Chen Yu had merged with Bloodfire Emperor's memories, so Bloodfire Emperor's fighting experience was far beyond his imagination.    

"Junior Brother Chen is so capable!" After a moment of silence, Zhu Mingyi cupped his hands together and walked down the stage.    

Chen Yu picked up the Wind Stabilization Blade, but his expression was serious.    

"My cultivation base is still too low. Zhu Mingyi is already quite difficult to deal with. Wanting to get first place in the Large Competition is not an easy thing!"    

No matter if it was the physical strength, Spiritual Soul, or martial skills, Chen Yu was confident that he would not lose to anyone. However, just the cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Astral Stage was a huge restriction on him.    

However, the first place of the Large Competition, Chen Yu, was determined to win.    

Shua, just at this moment, a figure jumped onto the arena.    

"Brother Xu!"    

"Senior Brother Xu has finally made his move. I'm sure that Chen Wei will die!"    

"You think your Small Blue Peak is impressive, but you are still unable to deal with Evil Bandit with the surname Chen. Now, all you have to do is look at Senior Brother Xu. Once Senior Brother Xu appears, you will definitely be able to capture him easily!"    

"Brother Xu is someone who has the chance to fight his way into the top ten of the Large Competition!"    

"…"    

Beneath the arena, the group of Dragon Head Peak disciples were excited, excitement appeared on their faces once again, while the expressions of the Small Blue Peak disciples were somewhat ugly.    

Small Blue Peak and Dragon Head Peak were different after all. To the disciples of Small Blue Peak, they really wanted to block Chen Yu, preventing him from passing the first round of the competition. However, their hatred towards Chen Yu was not as strong as their Dragon Head Peak's, and Zhu Mingyi was also their strongest opponent in the first round.    

Looking at the entire Thousand-zhang Plateau, one could see that only twenty or so people were still fighting in the eight hundred arenas. In other words, there were only twenty or so slots left to fight for.    

On the main seat of the spectator stand, Chu Tianshu took a sip of the tea cup in front of him and looked at the sparring ring ring ring on Chen Yu's side.    

On the other viewing platforms, everyone's eyes were on Chen Yu's sparring stage.    

When there were only 20 over arenas left, Chen Yu's place became the focus of attention.    

Chen Yu sized up Xu Renfeng and saw that the latter had an indifferent expression, as if everything was unrestrained in his heart. His body of wood type spirit energy was as dense as the ocean and unfathomably deep.    

Seventh level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage! Chen Yu felt a chill in his heart.    

"Chen Yu, you're not my match!" Xu Renfeng was also looking at Chen Yu. When he said those words, his tone was calm, without any hint of arrogance, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. He said, "You should get down from the stage now.    

Chen Yu's heart sank when he heard Xu Renfeng's emotionless words.    

This kind of apathy was not an act, but a form of martial dao mentality.    

"Admit defeat and fight for another arena. After that, you'll continue attacking the battle and block me from passing the first round?" Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu's fighting spirit ignited as he sneered.    

Xu Renfeng shook his head, "I don't have the habit of admitting defeat. Furthermore, I will stop you a second time, you are not qualified!"    

Although his tone was calm, his heart was filled with pride and confidence.    

Chen Yu believed what Xu Renfeng said was true. He wouldn't stop him a second time, but at the same time, Chen Yu's heart was also full of pride.    

"There's no need to say anything more, Elder Brother Xu, please!" Smiling calmly, Chen Yu put away the Wind Stabilization Blade and took out the Angry Front Sword.    

When the Angry Front Sword appeared, Xu Renfeng's gaze became serious, and a trace of anger flashed across his indifferent eyes.    

Below the arena, an uproar broke out.    

"Dammit, he actually used Elder Yi's Angry Front Sword!"    

"We have to get the Angry Front Sword back!"    

"Shameless!"    

"…"    

"Senior Brother Chen will win!" Amidst the invectives and criticism, a voice that encouraged Chen Yu sounded.    

"Bastard, who are you?" The group of Dragon Head Peak disciples all stared at him with anger.    

When that person was stared at by the crowd, his expression immediately changed and he revealed a bashful expression.    

"If you say anything else, I'll beat you up!"    

"Where did this bastard come from?"    

"It's a disciple from the Thousand Feathers Peak. He met him three years ago when he went to the Thousand Feathers Peak with the real person.    

Wen Congann was a bit at a loss for what to do.    

"Brother Chen will win!"    

"Brother Chen will win!" At this moment, two figures squeezed through the crowd and stood beside Wen Congann. Wen Congann didn't expect that there would be someone like him who would support Chen Yu. He glanced at the two people standing beside him. Although they were strangers, he immediately felt a lot more confident.    

On the stage, the moment Chen Yu took out the Angry Front Sword, he immediately felt Xu Renfeng's aura soaring as a strong pressure appeared and swept towards him.    

Chen Yu straightened his back and held his sword tightly.    

The black sword image appeared, overlapping with the Angry Front Sword, all the pressure on Chen Yu instantly disappeared.    

Xu Renfeng's eyes focused and said: "Broken Sword?"    

"Please, Senior Brother Xu!" Chen Yu said lightly.    

Xu Renfeng nodded. He gently waved his hand and five sharp azure sword Qis suddenly appeared and attacked Chen Yu.    

Every single sword qi was condensed to the extreme, spinning into a sword wheel. The sword wheel faintly had runes appear on it, giving it an additional mysterious tenacity. The sharp sword wheel seemed to want to shatter anything blocking its way.    

"So powerful!"    

"Senior brother Xu's control over sword energy has improved again!"    

"This sword qi is not something that Heavenly Astral Stage fighters can block!"    

Shouts and exclamations rang out from the audience.    

On the viewing platform, Chu Tianshu revealed a face of praise, and said: "This child is a Dragon Head Peak disciple? Their strength and talent are extraordinary! "    

"Sect Master, it looks like it will be difficult for your Polar Extreme Peak disciples to reach the top ten in the Large Competition!" Qi Zhengnan laughed, "It's a pity about that little rascal, Falling Star!"    

"That might not be the case!" Chu Tianshu said, "A chance obtained by Junior Brother Falling Star even risked his life to win it, might be able to create a miracle!"    

"It's too difficult!" Qi Zhengnan sighed lightly. "Defeating the seventh level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage with the ninth level of the Heavenly Astral Stage, if it really is done, then it would break my Ruling Spirit Sect's record, which is unprecedented!"    

Under the sharp sword intent, Chen Yu's expression turned serious. With a slight shake of his wrist, the Angry Front Sword domain instantly opened up.    

However, even though the domain had instantly expanded to a radius of several meters, Chen Yu could not sense that it had any effect on Xu Renfeng's sword qi. Although it was just a casual attack from Xu Renfeng, the sword intent was extremely sharp and the impact of the Profound Artifact's domain could be ignored.    

The seventh floor of the Spirit Accumulation Stage was already in the late stages of the Spirit Accumulation Stage, but it was on a completely different level from the sixth floor of the Spirit Accumulation Stage.