Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

This round was the sixth round of the third round of the third round of Xiao Heng. The seventh round, Guan Yuan Feng, Koo Xiaochen, defeated the main peak's Hong Feng. This round was also a fierce battle between two evenly matched opponents.    

    

There were only ten matches in the third round, Chen Yu had drawn the eighth round.    

    

Chen Yu strode towards the arena as his opponent, Faang Jian'ge, flew straight up from the arena. A Three-jaw Red Dragon surrounded his body and carried him into the air.    

    

Surprise immediately sounded on the Thousand-zhang Plateau.    

    

Flying through the air was the dream of all low level warriors, but if one wanted to fly through Spirit Accumulation Stage, they had to rely on some special flying type Profound Artifact, which was unattainable for the majority of Spirit Accumulation Stage warriors. For Faang Jian'ge, who did not need to borrow the help of Profound Artifact, directly flying through the first level of Spirit Accumulation Stage with the help of Spiritual Soul, it was enough for many people to be envious of him.    

    

Who knew how many people were envious of Faang Jian'ge's physique and his fortuitous encounter when he was chosen by the Spirit King's Three-jaw Red Dragon s.    

    

Chen Yu looked up and shook his head.    

    

Faang Jian'ge was too cocky. Although he did have the right to be cocky, his mentality could not bear the consequences of that!    

    

Chen Yu still walked towards the arena at a leisurely pace. He was thinking about what he could do to deal with Faang Jian'ge.    

    

It wasn't just because of the oath he made on the Myriad Spirit Palace back then, it was also because of the Polar Extreme Peak branch.    

    

As long as he defeated Faang Jian'ge, Chen Yu would be able to advance to the top ten of the Large Competition, allowing the name of Polar Extreme Peak to continue to exist.    

    

In a short period of time, Faang Jian'ge had already landed on the arena. The Three-jaw Red Dragon flew up and its body was much smaller than before as it floated above Faang Jian'ge's head.    

    

At this moment, it was unknown how many inner disciples of the Ruling Spirit Sect sensed that the Spiritual Soul in their bodies were trembling, shrinking, and bowing their heads.    

    

The Ice Fish Spiritual Soul and Golden Centipede Spiritual Soul in Chen Yu's body trembled as well. It, who was already weak, could feel the might of the Three-jaw Red Dragon.    

    

On the other hand, the black Broken Sword was completely unaffected by it, while the Spirit Connecting Vine was spinning inside Chen Yu's dantian, carrying a sense of fear and disdain.    

    

As for the Star Soul, they didn't have any reaction at all.    

    

The differences between the various Spiritual Soul s were fully displayed at this time.    

    

Three-jaw Red Dragon were indeed strong, no matter how strong they were, they were not something any ordinary Spiritual Soul could resist.    

    

To Chen Yu, as long as he could entangle the Three-jaw Red Dragon, defeating Faang Jian'ge was an easy task. However, it was unknown whether the black Broken Sword could stall the Three-jaw Red Dragon.    

    

Before long, Chen Yu had ascended the arena.    

    

Faang Jian'ge looked over at Chen Yu, and the Three-jaw Red Dragon suspended above his head suddenly stuck its head out a little, releasing a monstrous might onto Chen Yu, covering him.    

    

Chen Yu only felt that there was an additional invisible resistance in the air. His aura burned intensely and tyrannically, causing him to be suffocated.    

    

"Chen Yu, you will lose this battle without a doubt!" Faang Jian'ge proudly said: "That battle between you and Cyan Sun Peak Lin Miaojin was not light, and when I came crushing down on you, you were merely a small stone on the path of many geniuses, not even a stumbling block. You are destined to not contend with me!"    

    

Chen Yu shrugged and looked at the elder.    

    

"The martial arts competition begins!" The guard elder said expressionlessly.    

    

Faang Jian'ge was in no hurry to make a move and continued: "Chen Yu, you should know that in all the previous rounds, the Dragon God didn't use his full strength. If you kneel down and admit defeat now, you can still escape with your body intact. Otherwise, Heh, if you attack without mercy, even an elder would not be able to save your life from the claws of the furious Dragon God! "    

    

"So much nonsense!" Chen Yu suddenly smiled, his body flashed, and he pounced towards Faang Jian'ge. A punch was thrown out, and the boxing aura was like a spear thrusting forward.    

    

Faang Jian'ge sneered: "Since you are suicidal, then I will fulfill your wish, Dragon God!"    

    

Just as the first word left his mouth, the Three-jaw Red Dragon flew into the air and smacked down at Chen Yu.    

    

A tyrannical wave of mind consciousness covered the area. The dragon claw swiped down, but the flames did not spread out. Instead, it was like a volcano about to erupt, containing terrifying high temperatures of raging flames.    

    

However, before the dragon claw could land on Chen Yu, he had already twisted his body and flew to the side.    

    

At the same time, the black Broken Sword flew out from Chen Yu's head and hovered above his head.    

    

The Rumbling Dragon Claw was controlled by the claw, and a terrifyingly strong spirit attribute still overflowed from the claw and landed on the martial arena. The spirit pattern array on the stage was obviously strengthened to the extreme, but it still dimmed down.    

    

"Beat him to death!" Faang Jian'ge shouted coldly and waved his hand. Just like how he did with his opponents in the previous rounds, he was in high spirits. Actually, with just a thought, the Three-jaw Red Dragon could feel his intentions and follow his wishes. The reason why he waved his hand around was just to show that he had the demeanor of a Ranker.    

    

However, this time, the Three-jaw Red Dragon did not follow his wave and instead stopped in the air in his dreams. With the descent of the dragon's whisker, the dragon's scale was flawless and it contained a natural dao sound.    

    

The black Broken Sword was suspended above Chen Yu's head, the sword blade continuously moved around, but there was no sword intent coming out, but the moment it appeared, the Three-jaw Red Dragon stopped attacking.    

    

Faang Jian'ge couldn't help but be surprised.    

    

Below the arena, everyone was watching this scene. Some of the more intelligent warriors also noticed that something was wrong.    

    

Faang Jian'ge, as the Fire Spirit Body that everyone paid attention to with his Ruling Spirit Sect, and with the fusion of Three-jaw Red Dragon s, every single match in the Large Competition was being watched by countless people. The method of every fight he had previously was to wave his hand and release the Dragon God without any other methods, but this time, the 'Dragon God' did not seem to listen to his words as though it was normal?    

    

"You're just an ant!" Just as everyone was puzzled, the Three-jaw Red Dragon raised its head slightly. It stared at Chen Yu and suddenly, its consciousness soared as it let out a low and domineering dragon cry.    

    

"It actually chose you?" The next moment, Faang Jian'ge's expression became odd. He looked at Chen Yu with some uncertainty and asked.    

    

Chen Yu was also surprised. He was already prepared to be chased by the Three-jaw Red Dragon, but he didn't think that the Three-jaw Red Dragon would have such a reaction.    

    

Stopping, Chen Yu looked at Faang Jian'ge's strange expression, his mind quickly turned, and suddenly understood that the Three-jaw Red Dragon was using Faang Jian'ge's mouth to speak.    

    

Spiritual Soul, after all, was a spirit body of the void. Unless one had extraordinary talent, and was a Spiritual Soul that was directly formed from the fall of a powerful dire beast, it was impossible for it to speak the human language.    

    

"You are just a Psionic Waste Body, why did it choose you?" Without waiting for Chen Yu's reply, Faang Jian'ge said again.    

    

Although his voice came out of Faang Jian'ge's mouth, Chen Yu could feel the surprise and incomprehensible emotion from this question.    

    

"Could it be that the Three-jaw Red Dragon knows the origin of the black Broken Sword?"    

    

Below the arena, most of the inner disciples were baffled as to why Chen Yu and Faang Jian'ge had not started their fight yet.    

    

Chen Yu raised his head and looked at the black Broken Sword floating in the air. He saw that there was nothing abnormal with the black Broken Sword. This caused him to be puzzled in his heart.    

    

Judging from the Three-jaw Red Dragon's reaction, it could be seen that it had seen the black Broken Sword before in the Myriad Spirit Palace, this was not strange at all. After all, millions of Spiritual Soul were gathered in the Myriad Spirit Palace, and the powerful Spiritual Soul amongst them had good intelligence, so it was normal for them to have seen each other before. It was just that the Three-jaw Red Dragon's words seemed to contain a sense of bewilderment, making it hard for Chen Yu to understand.    

    

Furthermore, the Three-jaw Red Dragon seemed to know how extraordinary the black Broken Sword was.    

    

Before Chen Yu replied, the Three-jaw Red Dragon flew into the air. It did not attack Chen Yu, but Faang Jian'ge, and disappeared into the room.    

    

Faang Jian'ge opened his mouth again very quickly and said: "You little ant, answer my question!"    

    

The word "ant" had already come out, it was obviously the tone of a Three-jaw Red Dragon.    

    

The Three-jaw Red Dragon clearly felt that its spirit body was outside and could not get Faang Jian'ge to convey what it wanted to say completely, so it fused with Faang Jian'ge.    

    

"Since you see me as an ant, why bother saying so much nonsense?" Chen Yu spoke coldly, he slapped his Storage Bag and an arrow flew into his hand. With a flick of his hand, the arrow shot towards Faang Jian'ge.    

    

This was a consumable type of spiritual weapon. Chen Yu couldn't remember where he got it from, and it had always been placed in the Storage Bag.    

    

Accompanied by a sharp whistle, the sleeve arrow shot forward, accompanied by a dazzling icy blue light.    

    

"Humph!" The Three-jaw Red Dragon seemed to be infuriated by Chen Yu, Faang Jian'ge waved his hand, and a dragon image appeared on his palm, slapping towards the arrow.    

    

Before the blast of cold air could burst out, it was already extinguished by the blazing aura of the dragon claw. The sleeve arrow that held Chen Yuqiang's strength suddenly turned into powder.    

    

Chen Yu's pupils couldn't help but constrict when he saw this. The material of the spirit treasure could be said to be tough and durable, but under the dragon claw that was originally an ethereal spirit body, it was like a clay sculpture.    

    

"You little ant, you think that you can contend against me with just your black sword? "How naive!" Faang Jian'ge bellowed as he spoke the thoughts of the angered Three-jaw Red Dragon. The Three-jaw Red Dragon soared out from his body and pounced towards Chen Yu.    

    

The Three-jaw Red Dragon's reaction was exactly what Chen Yu wanted, but there was nothing for him to be happy about. He waved his hand and activated the black Broken Sword with determination.    

    

The black Broken Sword grew in size and became thirty feet tall, slashing down at Chen Yu's will.    

    

The sword intent did not make a sound, but it tore the air apart and slashed at the Three-jaw Red Dragon.    

    

A dragon cry sounded out, and an oppressive pressure shot straight into the heavens. The dragon claw swiped towards the sword, and in the process of striking, pure red flames appeared, burning the dragon claw.    

    

The clash of two powerful Spiritual Soul!    

    

Chen Yu knew that with his strength, he wouldn't be able to fight against the Three-jaw Red Dragon and could only rely on it.    

    

With the collision of the dragon claw and the black Broken Sword, a muffled sound like a drum reverberated through Chen Yu's soul. Chen Yu only felt two stars lit up in his sea of consciousness shake.    

    

This was the ripple that came from the collision of the Spiritual Soul's soul.    

    

At the other side of the arena, Faang Jian'ge's face turned pale.    

    

Looking ahead, they only saw that after the dragon claw and Broken Sword collided, they seemed to be at a stalemate. The sword blade had already cut into the dragon claw, and the terrifying aura of the fire on the dragon claw had already filled the entire black Broken Sword, revolving on it.    

    

Beneath the arena, a commotion had broken out!