Chapter 214: The Strong Get Stronger
Chapter 214 – The Strong Get Stronger
Chen Fei purposely stayed for a moment, seeing one of the martial artists have his arm broken and thrown out of the martial arts arena, before the competition finally came to a halt.
Early the next morning, led by the elders of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, people from various sects arrived on the main peak of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.
Stepping into the main peak, Chen Fei instantly and obviously felt that the Yuan Qi around him had further elevated, and had surpassed the Yuan Chen Sword Sect’s True Successor Peak, the compound where Chen Fei was located.
Arriving at the peak, Chen Fei saw at a glance a large hall towering in the distance, glittering under the sunlight. At the same time a majestic aura came over him, pressing straight into one’s mind.
Only by averting one’s gaze would this aura that oppressed the mind dissipate.
In front of the main hall, there was a huge martial arts arena, the position for observing the ceremony had already been prepared, Yuan Chen Sword Sect followed the guide and came to the position to sit down, just so that they could see the entire martial arts arena.
The only thing was that the Yuan Chen Sword Faction’s people were at the bottom of the four factions at the moment. Obviously, in the Immortal Cloud Sword Faction’s mind, the Yuan Chen Sword Faction’s strength was considered the weakest, and naturally, the position was also at the back.
It was only slightly better than the other even smaller sects, but it was only a little bit better.
The sixth hour quickly arrived, and the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect’s true biography competition, also began immediately.
Chen Fei’s body slightly leaned forward, looking down at the Xian Yun Sword Sect’s true bias competition.
Immortal Cloud Sword Sect does not have a lot of true biographies, and Yuan Chen Sword Sect is not much different, about a hundred. However, in terms of battle power, it surpassed the Yuan Chen Sword Sect by a lot.
Taking the Xian Yun Sword Sect’s last true biographer as an example, his cultivation level was directly at the peak of the Viscera Practicing Realm.
In addition to cultivation, there was also the subtlety of the moves displayed, which was also far beyond. Take the set of techniques that Chen Fei had always been familiar with, the Shocking Thunder Sword Strength.
All the true traditions were cultivated to the point of subtlety, and when the sword came out, the Thrilling Thunder appeared.
The Immortal Cloud Sword Sect’s true disciples had long been accustomed to this kind of thunder, and thus their resistance was extremely high, with little effect. But if it is against disciples of other sects, this kind of mind-shaking sword strength, ordinary people simply can’t resist.
“It’s not much of a problem for their ninety true disciples to defeat our sect’s fifty true disciples.”
Yan Shi Jin sat next to Chen Fei and said with a gloomy expression, “Whether it’s the whole, or the top combatants, the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect is far superior to us, and it feels like the gap is even bigger than in previous years.”
Speaking at the end, Yan Shi Jin couldn’t help but sigh.
Chen Fei nodded his head slightly, with the military chaos outside, many people had purposely migrated to Immortal Cloud City, and undoubtedly many martial arts geniuses had come. And these martial geniuses, one by one, their first choice was naturally the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.
Only after being selected by the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, the remaining ones that were not wanted were then absorbed one by one by other sects.
It could be imagined that after a few years, the new disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect had all reached what level of strength. Thus, it seemed that in the last few years, the other sects were advancing in strength, but the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect was undoubtedly advancing even more.
Two hours later, the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect true disciple competition ended. The disciples of the other sects watched the entire competition with almost bated breath.
The competition ended somewhat quickly, because when it came to the top twenty true disciples, there was almost no challenge left. Especially the top ten, the rankings hadn’t moved.
It seems to understand that the strength of the first ten true biographies is powerful, the disciples outside the top ten, almost do not dare to come forward to challenge, thus the crowd present, but did not see the first ten true biographies, in the end, what kind of strength.
But just look at the other true disciples, that kind of battle strength, all dare not challenge up, can also see a lot of things.
“Today is a bit early to end, or else today, the matter of the disciples of the various factions competing in the competition, is also completed together.”
The Immortal Cloud Sword Sect’s headmaster looked at the martial arts field, his own true disciples, and couldn’t help but say with a smile on his face. One generation was stronger than the next, as the sect head, seeing such a scene was naturally extremely gratifying.
“Honor the order of the Sect Master!”
The people from the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect had no choice but to start informing the four sects of the Beidou Building. One day earlier and one day later, the greater impact was actually the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect’s own disciples, after all, they had just finished the competition.
Even with the repair of the elixir, there was still more or less a loss. But the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect didn’t care about this, being strong, sometimes the bottom line is indeed just that strong.
The four sects were a little surprised when they got the news. But since it was Immortal Cloud Sword Sect that proposed it, they naturally had no intention of opposing it, after all, they were more dominant.
The only thing was that after watching the strength displayed by the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect’s true disciples just now, it more or less made their hearts a little heavy. The gap seemed to have really widened even more compared to previous years.
With the strength displayed by the tenth true biographer of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, I’m afraid that it would require the top three disciples of their own sect, or even the top two disciples, to have a little bit of hope of winning the fight, and under the top three, there was no need to even go on the field.
“Wang Guiwu, I wonder which one is willing to come down?”
Wang Guiwu arched his hand at the positions of the four factions, with a hint of arrogance between his expressions. Wang Guiwu could have taken the ninth, or even the eighth position in the True Transmission Competition just now.
But Wang Guiwu purposely didn’t go for the challenge, and instead stayed in the tenth position.
Not for any other reason, it was because he hoped that he could have a few matches with the other four sects’ True Transmission.
Otherwise, if the True Faction reached the eighth or ninth place, perhaps there would be nothing left for him.
Previously, he had been competing with disciples within the sect, but Wang Guiwu was very curious about the martial artists outside of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect. He had always heard that the other four sects were far inferior to the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect, and Wang Guiwu just wanted to see just how bad they were!
Wang Guiwu waited for a few moments and did not get any response, his brows could not help but wrinkle slightly and said, “There is no senior brother or sister who is willing to point me out!”
Wang Guiwu’s tone was slightly impatient, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his expression, which flickered, but was still seen by many people.
“I’ve always wanted to learn the moves of the Immortal Cloud Sword School, today’s opportunity is just right!” In the direction of the Beidou Building, a disciple let out a low cry, his body flashed and arrived at the martial arts arena, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Wang Guiwu.
“Under me…”
“No need for an introduction, the one who beats me is the one I’m interested in hearing his name!”
Before Liu Peiyong could introduce himself, Wang Guiwu directly waved his hand to interrupt.
“Good!”
Liu Peiyong’s face was suffocated red all of a sudden, he laughed in anger, let out a low gulp, took the long knife in his hand, rushed to Wang Guiwu’s face between a few steps, and chopped down with a knife.
The sound of waves resounded with this knife, as if there was a shocking giant wave that appeared in front of Wang Guiwu.
Heavenly Sea Skill, one of the top legacies of Bei Dou Lou. It was known for its thick internal energy, and the more it was practiced, the heavier and stronger the power possessed in the body became, and the more majestic and unrivaled the aura became.
Liu Peiyong was able to display the momentum of the giant waves so skillfully at this moment, and had clearly cultivated the Heavenly Sea Skill to its depths.
“Good come!”
Wang Guiwu laughed loudly and met the momentum of the giant wave, his body not retreating but advancing, the sword blade in his hand seemed to transform into a thunderbolt, stabbing into the giant wave.
“Boom!”
The swords clashed together without any frills, and were frozen in mid-air for a moment, but immediately, the sword blade pressed against the long blade and struck Liu Peiyong’s body.
“Puh!”
A mouthful of blood mist sprayed out from Liu Peiyong, and his entire figure couldn’t be controlled, flying backwards towards the back. Flying for more than ten meters, he finally smashed heavily on the ground, another mouthful of blood spraying out.
In the direction of Beidou Building, some disciples couldn’t help but stand up. A move of blood retreated? Liu Peiyong was one of the top three ranked True Legends of their Beidou Building, but he was actually beaten into this state with a single move!
Wang Guiwu didn’t chase after him, he just retrieved the longsword in his hand and waited proudly for Liu Peiyong to stand up.
Liu Peiyong struggled a bit and rolled over to stand up, his face pale.
With that move just now, Liu Peiyong was seriously injured. This time, the blow to Liu Peiyong was somewhat large. Using his strongest move, Liu Peiyong had thought that Wang Guiwu would make a hard contact, but he definitely did not expect that after making a hard contact, this would be the result.
“Still want to fight? The next move, maybe it won’t be from this injury!” Wang Guiwu raised his head slightly and said.
“This is just the beginning!”
Liu Pei Yong roared, the Heavenly Sea Skill was in full operation, and he began to charge towards Wang Gui Wu step by step, a tragic aura rising from Liu Pei Yong’s body.
“Boom!”
An explosion far more violent than just now came, a figure flew out backwards and fell hard outside the martial arts arena, seriously injured and unconscious, in the chest position, a wound nearly exposed the internal organs.
On the martial arts field, Wang Guiwu took a few steps back, his face slightly white, but soon returned to normal, slightly fluctuating breath gradually calmed down.
Liu Peiyong’s almost life-threatening move, in return, Wang Guiwu retreated a few steps, that’s all.
The Beidou Lou disciples were somewhat in an uproar… the third of the True Transmission, could only achieve this level? The Beidou Building’s second ranked True Transmission disciple had an ugly face, because his strength was only a few points stronger than Liu Peiyong.
Who would win and who would lose would depend entirely on the play on the field. Wang Guiwu, on the other hand, had defeated Liu Peiyong in a near crushing manner. If he went up again, he would only be letting one more person lie on the ground.
The Beidou Lou elders looked unsightly as they took Liu Peiyong back for treatment. It would be strange for their own disciples to look good when they were beaten like this.
Chen Fei looked down below, his expression unmoving, while Yan Shi Jin’s body on the side tensed up slightly.
“Senior disciple Yan, are you sure?”
Mo Zhiming came next to Yan Shi Jin and asked in a low voice. Last time, Mo Zhiming ranked second in the True Transmission, but his strength had not improved much in the past half year.
Mo realized that he had no hope at all when he faced Wang Guiwu.
“If it’s just with the strength he showed just now, there’s still a slight possibility.”
Yan Shi Jin frowned and looked towards Miao Dao Xin, his own strength had improved quite a bit, but it seemed like it was just barely.
Miao Daoxin had been occupying the number one position in the Yuan Chen Sword Sect’s True Scholarship for a few years now, and the last time the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect watched the ceremony, it was Miao Daoxin who was defeated by the eighth place of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.
After so many years, Miao Daoxin’s strength had improved some, but not much. More than anything, Miao Daoxin was polishing his mind power and preparing for his advancement to the Orifice Practicing Realm.
At this moment, Miao Daoxin’s expression was grave, if Wang Guiwu’s strength was the same as what he had shown just now, Miao Daoxin would be able to deal with it. But Wang Guiwu, is this really the strength?
“Which other person is coming down to give some guidance?”
Wang Guiwu just adjusted for a moment, then looked around, his expression relative to just now, flared a lot.
(End of chapter)