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A peak Martial King at such a young age would not cause anyone to ponder over it. On the road of martial arts, he would go even further than those who had already traveled for nearly a hundred years, and would have a higher chance of breaking through to War God.
Therefore, just the ease and power that Li Chen had displayed yesterday made all the elders of the sect s want to rope him in.
When Li Chen arrived at the training grounds, he leaped up. It was already late into the night, and Li Chen had already won dozens of matches, it was not an exaggeration to say that he had won in just five moves, which was just enough for Li Chen to quickly finish the battle.
For two to three consecutive days, Li Chen had single-handedly contracted all of the matches to train in the Eastern Door of Tyrant Sword Sect. In an instant, he was like a dark horse, charging out into the sky, and messing up what should have been a comparison between the Tyrant Sword Sect and the Neihai Zong.
All the elders of the sect s took advantage of the night time to try and rope Li Chen in.
It was already the fourth day, and when Li Chen saw the number of points he had on his small wooden tablet, a look of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes, It was only six hundred!
This Martial Arts Conference had at least five thousand people signed up for the competition! Furthermore, the time limit was only one month. Four days of six hundred wins was just too slow, and this time, the Martial Arts Conference had already won five days! Twenty-five days to go.
Li Chen's finger gently caressed the small wooden tablet. Most of the people in the training grounds of the east gate of the Tyrant Sword Sect were either Martial Ancestors or newly advanced Martial Kings.
"I'm afraid I'll have to go to the West Gate Challenge Tournament tomorrow to see if there are any stronger cultivators!" Li Chen muttered to himself, then closed his eyes to rest.
If he won, then all of them would belong to Li Chen. In order to be number one with five thousand people, he had to enter the top 100 as soon as possible to fight with the Genius Ranking geniuses, so he had to say, the more points he had, the better, and if he wanted to have more points in a short period of time, he had to go challenge the strong.
On the second day, Li Chen bypassed the east gate and quickly walked to the west gate of the Tyrant Sword Sect, but honestly speaking, Tyrant Sword Sect, the number one sect, was not just bragging. Just the sect's territory alone, was a large island, with arenas in all four directions specially for the arena competition.
Li Chen saw that the Ximen Battle Platform area was even more lively than the east gate, and it seemed that the cultivation of some people was even higher.
"Hit him, hit him!"
"The clothes are the best, the genius clothes are the best!"
Li Chen walked to the foot of the stage, and the chaotic cheers made Li Chen shiver, he looked towards the source of the sound and saw a sturdy man, who was a head taller than Li Chen, standing there excitedly with his hands folded in front of his heart, looking like a young lady, he cheered for the female cultivator!
Truly, there were all kinds of birds growing up in the forest, and it was the same for the Martial Dao Realm. There were many cultivators, and there were all kinds of people!
The fierce warrior completely ignored the surprised and disgusted eyes of the people around him as he loudly shouted on his own.
Yin Yiyi was careless on the stage, and was directly hit by the poison mist released by the Demonic Cultivator, causing the hearts of everyone below the stage to constrict. They thought that this young lady might not be able to escape the fate of having her cultivation destroyed by the Demonic Cultivator.
"Despicable! "Look at this!" Mo Yi Yi screamed, she did not care about the poison mist as she swung the whip in her hand fiercely at Demonic Cultivator.
Seeing that, the Demonic Cultivator suddenly stopped moving, a sound flute suddenly appeared in his hand. He moved it closer to his mouth, and waves after waves of exhilarating demon notes continuously sounded towards Mo Yi Yi Yi.
To be able to kill with just a sound, it looked like the cultivation level of the Demonic Cultivator was not low at all!
Everyone below the stage were also affected by the demonic sound, and those with a low cultivation could not even stand straight. Li Chen looked at the sound flute, the Mysterious rank weapon, coupled with the cultivation of a Martial King, completely displayed its power.
Not far away, the sturdy warrior suddenly screamed: "Ah! This Demonic Cultivator is too despicable, to actually use such underhanded methods, do you think that you can't see it just because you have a broken flute to hide it! How hateful! "Ahh!
Li Chen did not care about the wild screams until her entire body shivered, she quickly looked at the stage, and when she looked carefully, she realized that the Demonic Cultivator did not even press her hands on the flute holes, and Mo Yi Yi did not seem to be shocked by the sound, it was as though she was being bound by some devilish sound, her face was pale white too.
Li Chen sized up the surroundings and saw that there were countless threads twining around Demonic Cultivator's hands that flew straight towards Mo Yi as if they had come to their senses, entangling her right hand and Mo Yi Yi had reacted as well. However, at this moment, her left leg was also wrapped with threads, and those threads were extremely sturdy, and wrapped tightly around Mo Yi Yi.
On the stage, Mo Yi Yi was obviously at a disadvantage. With Demonic Cultivator's cruel methods, she would probably be bullied badly if she did not admit defeat in time.
Li Chen and the people below the stage noticed that the Demonic Cultivator had suddenly shot out a thin line, and were no longer looking at the two people in the stage.
Could it be a coincidence? Li Chen also sized up the sturdy warrior. His eyesight and analysis was extremely fast, and his cultivation seemed to have just stepped into the Martial King realm!
Li Chen sized them up a few more times before shifting his gaze away, looking at the people participating in the round from all directions! There are really a lot of experts here! "
After muttering to himself, Li Chen decided not to observe anymore. The more West Gate rankers there are, the better it is! This way, he would have the time to break through the 1000 points and head towards the competition grounds in the center of Tyrant Sword Sect! That was the key to the fight for first place!
At this moment, Mo Yiyi also knew where the strength lay. Under the situation where her hands and feet were bound, she suddenly admitted defeat with unwillingness in her eyes!
Seeing that, the Demonic Cultivator had a face of pity, he did not want to let go of his attack, but seeing that the sect Elders who were guarding the stage were about to step down, he retracted his thread, retracting his flute.
"What a pity! But ~ ~ "Demonic Cultivator mocked," What a pity. Then, he waved his hand in the air!
"What does it mean?"
"Nothing happened? I thought this Demonic Cultivator wanted to make a move! "
"Tsk, these Demonic Cultivator likes to do some weird things!"
The sudden action of the Demonic Cultivator caused everyone to be confused, but Li Chen was able to see clearly, a thin line was ruthlessly piercing towards Mo Yi Yi Yi's abdomen. Although Mo Yi Yi did not expect the Demonic Cultivator to make such a bold move, she quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late, the thin line still pierced through Mo Yi's left side!
Mo Yi Yi coldly snorted. His face was so pale that cold sweat poured out.
Mo Yi Yi's sudden dodging and her even paler face also caused the people below the stage to come back to their senses!
"Damn, this Demonic Cultivator is too despicable, he doesn't even put us in his eyes! You actually attacked after admitting defeat! "
"Disqualify, disqualify!" Too despicable! we should not have allowed these Demonic Cultivator s to join our Martial Arts Conference! "
"Yes!" I should drive these despicable and malicious Demonic Cultivator out of the Stellar Sea! "Chase him out!"
"Get out, get out!"
The elder did not care about the jeering crowd as he quickly protected Mo Yi Yi's entire body's meridian! This thread was actually poisonous!
Looking at the 'actually dodged it' expression on the face of the Demonic Cultivator, the Glazed Sect Elder Zi Yun, who was also Mo Yi Yi's master, when he saw his disciple like this, he was enraged. Everyone was pressured by the strength of the elder who was only half a step away from the Martial Saint level and did not dare to make a sound.
Although Li Chen was a Martial Saint and was not affected by the power, it was still the first time that he saw a strong Ranker with a high cultivation. However, he also knew what was going on right now and quickly suppressed the boiling blood in his heart!
The Demonic Cultivator could be said to be the target of the might, and at the moment, he was feeling quite uncomfortable. Although it was not good, but his expression was still extremely arrogant.
"All of you clan elders of the sect who are talking to themselves in an upright manner are nothing more than this! You want to use bullying to avenge your disciple? "Come on!"
Elder Ziyun's agitation caused the power of the attack to increase by ten or even a hundred times. The guardian elder extended his palm and suppressed Elder Ziyun's power, bringing Elder Ziyun back to his senses.
"Don't be rash, this is the Martial Arts Conference, don't break the rules! We are not allowed to interfere in a match between juniors! "
Elder Zi Yun was very unwilling and wanted to say: "But!"
"Quickly bring your disciple to heal her wounds!"
Another Elder standing guard spoke out, stopping Elder Zi Yun from speaking further.
Zhang Yun won! The competition will continue! "
Once Elder Zi Yun left, everyone relaxed a lot! A quasi-Martial Saint! Once its power was unleashed, it would put these Martial Ancestor and Martial King kids down until they could not even breathe! In the path of martial arts, a difference of one class was the key to life and death, not to mention a difference of one or two ranks! As long as that power was used, everything would be clear.
"He just injured my clothes, he's courting death!" With this loud and boisterous voice, a sturdy and sturdy warrior stood on the arena.
His eyes were filled with anger.
As everyone looked, they saw that this was the man who had been suppressing his voice and shouting out loud that he was the best dressed in clothes! Even though everyone had the cultivation of a Martial King, if this warrior was not allowed to speak, he could still intimidate people. However, when he spoke, he was clearly a sissy, and also a sissy with a diamond body!
"He really is a lady who got angry for the crown!"
"That person looks like his cultivation is very high, maybe he really can defeat this arrogant Demonic Cultivator."
"Hard to say. Wasn't that young lady from the Glazed Sect a second level Martial King? She still lost miserably and was poisoned!"
"If only the geniuses within the hundred of Genius Ranking were here! minute kill off this arrogant Demonic Cultivator! "
"Hehe, all the geniuses have entered the central area to compete for the Genius Ranking's ranking!"