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The sword slashed above the storm.

The disciples thought this was too unwise and even believed that Xu Chen's sword might be destroyed.

Ji Wenxuan, who was in the storm, wanted to laugh when he saw this scene and said, "You will only hurt yourself more..."

As he was speaking, he realized something was wrong.

The sword intent is disordered.

The entire storm was like a broken string, suddenly being peeled off layer by layer, and the storm gradually fell apart like a ball of thread that was pulled at one end and kept being pulled apart.

The storm completely dissipated in just a few seconds!

Xu Chen's sword actually used its strength to completely destroy Ji Wenxuan's sword intent!

Ji Wenxuan was so distracted that he started swinging his sword like crazy.

But it's too late.

Xu Chen's sword pierced through his chaotic sword skills and pointed at his neck.

Just like the first round.

There was total silence.

Ji Wenxuan was also completely speechless.

Everyone was shocked by the scene and was speechless.

How could this be?

"How is this going?"

Ji Wenxuan, as the person involved, seemed to not understand what was going on and asked while swallowing his saliva.

He found it hard to accept that he would lose like this.

Isn't this person only fast physically?

Why are his sword moves so terrifying?

Hasn’t he only been in the sect for less than a month?

Was it a mistake?

People looked at Xu Chen with all their questions.

"You lost."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xu Chen said calmly, "It's that simple."

270. If you want to pretend, just pretend

"It's that simple."

Xu Chen's face looked calm, but that calmness was not the same calmness he showed to the outside world.

But there is a feeling that I can't hold it anymore.

It's like a young man trying to act strong but can't help but laugh.

He knew that if he appeared too calm, it would only arouse suspicion, so it was better not to do so.

This makes him look more like a young man in his twenties.

The disciples did not get an answer, but instead let Xu Chen show off.

However, no one said anything.

If they were in Xu Chen's position, they would be even more pretentious than Xu Chen.

Are you kidding me? I defeated the fourth place and you still can’t let me show off?

All the disciples had the same idea, but they really didn't understand how the junior brother who was easily killed by Gong Xiangyun last week could beat Ji Wenxuan, who was ranked fourth, a week later?

It's only been a week!

Although they also heard Xu Chen say that he had worked hard this week, just as Ji Wenxuan said just now, cultivation is never a matter of one or two days, a week or a month.

Cultivation is measured in years, and even one year is too short.

When one reaches the upper three realms, cultivation takes several years.

Sometimes it even takes ten years or more to achieve a breakthrough.

A week is nothing to a practitioner.

It’s not enough to cram at the last minute.

But in this short period of time, Xu Chen turned the tide and defeated the opponent that even Gong Xiangyun could not defeat.

Isn't this a bit...

The disciples didn't know how to describe it; the speed of cultivation was simply too fast.

Did he suddenly realize it?

There have also been great people who had sudden enlightenment in history. For example, Venerable Snow Leopard ascended to heaven from the imperial realm after shouting "One! Enlightenment" one day.

However, this period of history is somewhat controversial, because many people believe that ascension to heaven cannot be achieved simply through enlightenment, but requires various conditions.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been no immortals for hundreds of years.

Not to mention the journey from the Emperor Realm to the Immortal Realm, there are many people who rely on sudden enlightenment to reach the Emperor Realm from the Saint Realm. There are even legendary experiences of pilgrims and those who reach the Emperor Realm.

They had to admit that Xu Chen might really be the "Brother Enlightenment" and that the master had not chosen him as his disciple randomly.

"gone."

After saying this, Xu Chen walked down from the main sword-discussing platform.

Song Bowen looked at this scene with mixed feelings.

The good news is that he still has a chance to meet Xu Chen.

The bad news is that Xu Chen's strength is stronger than he imagined.

However, he soon regained his composure.

What’s the use of this person being strong?

Can anyone be stronger than him?

Song Bowen didn't think that Xu Chen, who was only around 20 years old, could defeat him, who had an innate sword body.

He is now in his thirties, ten years older than Xu Chen, and has an innate sword body.

Even though Xu Chen was accepted as the master's personal disciple, that was only a few weeks ago.

Can a few weeks erase a decade's worth of difference?

What a joke!

What he didn't know was that Xu Chen was not just ten years away.

Xu Chen is several hundred years older than him.

There was no suspense in the next two games. The Saint won, and Gong Xiangyun won against the ninth place and entered the semi-finals.

Three of the top four spots have been confirmed, leaving only the final highlight.

The second-placed Song Bowen faced the third-placed Ouyang Wuhen.

Song Bowen is the eldest senior brother in the sect and is recognized as the disciple second only to the Saint.

Ouyang Wuhen crushed the third place of the fourth place and has been making breakthroughs in recent years. His strength is extraordinary.

A small number of disciples believed that Ouyang Wuhen was qualified to fight Song Boyan.

After all, this match is between the second and third place, so it is definitely the highlight.

"It's hard to say about this one. I heard that Ouyang Wuhen has made a breakthrough in his realm of thought. His sword swings are more fluent than before, and his sword intent is more refined. It won't be easy for Senior Brother to win."

"Bullshit, will Senior Brother make it to the quarterfinals?"

"I think Ouyang Wuhen should be able to compete with the eldest brother, but it would be too difficult to win."

The disciples in the stands also started discussing. Except for a few people who thought Ouyang Wuhen had some chance, most of the disciples believed that Song Bowen could win.

But everyone feels it won’t be easy.

After all, Ouyang Wuhen is the third seat, not a small fry.

The two men faced off on the main sword-fighting arena. Song Bowen seemed very calm, while Ouyang Wuhen seemed a little nervous and excited.

Song Bowen looked at Ouyang Wuhen and asked, "Do you know why you are nervous?"

"I'm so excited."

Ouyang Wuhen would of course not admit that he was nervous, and said, "Finally, I have the chance to fight Brother again."

"Then let me ask you, why are you so excited?"

"..."

Ouyang Wuhen was speechless. Didn’t he say it all?

Because there's a chance to fight him again?

"Because you are not sure of winning."

Song Bowen's eyes were calm, his hand not even on his sword, as he casually said, "If you were sure of victory, you would treat this matter as insignificant and there would be no need to have any special emotions."

Pretend, you are the best at pretending.

Ouyang Wuhen was startled and asked, "Brother, do you mean you can definitely beat me?"

"It's obvious."

Song Bowen's tone remained calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"I'm afraid that will disappoint you, Brother."

After Ouyang Wuhen said this, he immediately rushed towards Song Bowen.

Seeing this, Song Bowen drew his sword and said, "You want to get closer because you think you can't beat me at this distance."

Ouyang Wuhen didn't reply. Without saying anything, he came to Song Bowen and shouted, "Six Styles of Breaking the Sky: Mysterious Shadow."

He started out without reservation, using his strongest moves.

Because he knew that his strength was about the same as Song Bowen's, or even a little weaker, so he had to take down his senior brother in one fell swoop before he got into the state.

Sword shadows continued to appear, making a wild rustling sound in the air.

"Purple Phoenix Thunder."

Song Bowen uttered three words calmly, and his sword struck like thunder.

The sword light seemed to turn into lightning and flashed by.

All the sword shadows disappeared in an instant.

Before Ouyang Wuhen could react, his body erupted in pain.

His whole body was chopped off.

Bleeding ceaselessly.

The immense pain made him lie on the ground, and he lost the possibility of fighting again.

The winner was decided in this way.

The disciples in the stands remained silent.

The results are not surprising.

What is unexpected is the process.

No one expected that Ouyang Wuhen, who was in third place, would lose so badly.

Ouyang Wuhen was at least in third place, and he used his strongest move right from the start, leaving no room for negligence, but he couldn't even survive a single move.