The next day.
Early morning.
When the first ray of sunlight had just risen, the outer and inner sect disciples of the Sword Sect had already gathered in the inner sect martial arts arena.
Because today was the last day of the inner sect ranking battle.
After four rounds of battles yesterday, there were a total of twelve people with a complete victory record.
Among the twelve of them, the weakest was at the eighth level of Yuanfu, while the strongest were four disciples who had just formed their Gold Cores.
Although he had just formed his Azoth Core, he wasn't someone a Yuanfu disciple could compare to.
In addition, it was worth mentioning that Jian Chen was one of the twelve people who had won all the battles, so there was still some controversy in the hearts of the disciples.
Jian Chen's first opponent had directly admitted defeat. His second battle with Mo Caiwei was even stranger.
In their eyes, Mo Cai Wei had lost inexplicably.
As for the third and fourth battles, Jian Chen's opponent still chose to admit defeat.
This caused some disciples to suspect that the upper echelons of the sect were opening a back door for Jian Chen.
This was because Jian Chen had yet to use the spiritual energy of his Yuanfu to fight with his full strength!
This was what these people thought.
However, if they had the chance to stand on the same stage as Jian Chen, they would know what they were facing and how hopeless they would be.
"Yang Hai, Liu Bai, do you remember what I said?”
In a cave abode in the area where the core disciples lived, the tall Feng Xu was looking at the two young men in front of him with a serious expression.
"Senior brother Feng Xu, don't worry. The two of us will definitely let Jian Chen know what blood is!”
The two of them looked at each other and patted their chests.
These two people were Yang Hai and Liu Bai, who were among the twelve inner disciples who had won all the battles.
The former had already broken through to the peak of the ninth level of Yuanfu four years ago, while the latter had broken through to the Core Formation realm not long ago with the help of Feng Xu!
What they had to do today was to deliberately lose to their opponents first.
Then, he would use the right of the loser to challenge another disciple to challenge Jian Chen!
"That's good. Although we can't take his life now, swords and swords have no eyes. It's inevitable that he'll be injured.”
"After this is done, when my big brother returns from the southern border, he will definitely not treat you badly.”
Feng Xu's voice rang out again. The two people in front also hurriedly said,"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng Xu!"
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"Today is the last day of the Sword Sect's inner sect competition. It's also the day we decide on the promotion to the core disciple quota.”
"Regardless of whether you are the disciples who have won all the battles or the disciples who have the freedom to choose their challenges, I hope that you can do your best and become a true sword wielder!”
The seventh elder's words were so encouraging that the eyes of the disciples who had failed once began to shine.
Perhaps he still had a chance!
"The first battle, arena 12, Yang Hai versus Wang Jun!”
As soon as the presiding elder finished speaking, two young sword-wielding figures appeared on Ring 12.
The battle began as intense as everyone had imagined.
But the result was far beyond everyone's expectations.
"Wang Jun wins, Yang Hai loses!"
Even the inner court elder who presided over the competition in Ring 12 was a little surprised.
Yang Hai had a cultivation base at the peak of the ninth level of Yuanfu, and his Silver Ring Swordplay had already reached the peak of the fifth level. Yet, he actually lost to Wang Jun, who was at the eighth level of Yuanfu?
"Yang Hai, do you want to use the loser's right to challenge now, or…"
"Elder, I, Yang Hai, wish to exchange a few blows with junior brother Jian Chen.”
Yang Hai held a sharp silver sword in his hand, and the corner of his mouth had a meaningful smile.
As for Jian Chen, he stood there calmly with his sword in hand.
In truth, Jian Chen had not retracted his sword since yesterday.
This was because Jian Chen's sword would draw blood, so how could he retract his sword without drawing blood?
"Oh, you want to challenge Jian Chen?"
Without waiting for the inner court elder presiding over Stage 12 to react, the seventh elder on the high platform narrowed his eyes and stared at the other party.
Yang Hai was also frightened by the Seventh Elder's glance and felt a little guilty.
"Seventh elder, junior brother Jian Chen's cultivation level is slightly lower among the remaining eleven, so I want to try.”
He wanted to try!
The use of these three words was extremely appropriate and extremely strange.
It was hard to imagine that a disciple at the peak of the ninth level of Yuanfu would actually use such a weak tone to challenge Tian Jian Chen.
Normally, only people with low cultivation would say such words.
The point was, since he had already said so, could the Seventh Elder still stop him?
"Oh, what you said doesn't make sense.”
The Seventh Elder's eyes moved slightly for a moment before he agreed to the battle.
Hearing the Seventh Elder's words, Yang Hai heaved a sigh of relief. Feng Xu, who was on the high platform, finally felt relieved.
In truth, no one could be certain of Jian Chen's strength. After all, his opponents had all admitted defeat, and his only battle had been won without rhyme or reason.
If there really was an inside story, would the upper echelons of the Sword Sect really want to protect Jian Chen?
In this world where strength reigned supreme, if you possessed a peerless talent like Jian Chen, you could do whatever you wanted. Of course, the prerequisite was that you had to have a brain.
"Rumble…"
Yang Hai jumped onto the stage and released his spiritual power. The moment he landed on the stage, he set off a trace of invisible Gang Qi, and the entire No.1 arena shook slightly.
Seeing this scene, many disciples realized that Yang Hai had definitely gone easy on Wang Jun.
This power, this thick fighting spirit, was his original strength!
"Junior brother Jian Chen, we all want to see just how strong you are.”
Yang Hai continued with a hint of sarcasm and gloominess,""Swords and swords have no eyes. If junior brother Jian Chen is injured or even in danger, you can't blame me for it.”
As soon as he said this, the other disciples below the stage all shut their mouths and silently watched the battle with rapt attention.
Those who could become inner sect disciples of the Sword Sect were definitely not trash or fools.
They could see that Yang Hai was filled with hostility and provocation. He was clearly here for Jian Chen.
"Seventh Elder, can we start now?”
Jian Chen ignored Yang Hai and turned to the seventh elder.
In the eyes of others, this kind of genius was just a small character in Jian Chen's eyes.
Because he once said that if you can fight, don't compete too much.
"Let's begin!"
As soon as the Seventh Elder finished speaking.
Rumble…
A thunderous sound exploded in everyone's ears, and an incomparably dazzling purple light flashed.
Then, a terrifying and strange scene happened.
In the arena.
It was so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop…
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