The second round of the competition was even more intense than yesterday's matches. For the 42 disciples to be able to win yesterday's competition, there must be something extraordinary about them. Perhaps they were specialized in spells, or perhaps they had powerful magic treasures.
However, whether it was spells or magic treasures winning, no one had any doubts. Winning was winning, losing was losing. This was the cruel law, and the strong were respected.
After the drawing of lots, the second round of the competition began under the leadership of Daoist Zixu.
On the arena, it was suddenly exceptionally exciting. All kinds of spells emerged one after another, and the powerful pressure emitted by the magic treasure was shocking.
On the arena, the most outstanding young disciples of the nine branches displayed their skills. Even if they fought with all their strength, it was inevitable that one side would be injured.
However, as long as their lives were not endangered, or if they deliberately injured someone, the sect would not pursue the matter. The branch chiefs and the sect master sat on the high platform, and no one dared to play tricks under their supervision.
It seemed that not many people knew about Su Chen's assassination, nor did it spread in the sect. It was likely that the sect master and the chiefs had suppressed the matter.
The inner sect competition went on as usual as if nothing had happened. This made Su Chen somewhat surprised. The reaction of the sect master and the chiefs was somewhat peculiar.
The Pure Yang sect was one of the three great sects in the Central Plains. It was a famous large sect in the Tianluo Kingdom. If someone tried to kill a disciple of the sect, it was a big deal. However, the sect did not seem to have made any moves.
"I can't control what should be done. Let's settle this inner sect competition first!" At this moment, the outcome of the previous fight had already been decided. It was Su Chen's turn to go on stage.
Zuo Xiong, an outstanding disciple of the Pill Peak branch. He seemed to be Wang Yuzhe's senior brother. Interesting!
Su Chen jumped onto the stage and saw a tall and sturdy youth.
The two of them walked to a spot about ten meters away from each other and stood still.
Zuo Xiong had a strong back and a muscular waist. He had a rough appearance. As he stood opposite Su Chen, a fierce aura swept towards Su Chen. Su Chen could not help but narrow his eyes.
This Zuo Xiong was not simple! Su Chen felt that Pill Peak's Zuo Xiong's cultivation was similar to Wang Yuzhe's. He was a strong opponent.
Zuo Xiong stared at Su Chen with a fierce look and said fiercely, "Hmph! Su Chen, you went too far yesterday. Today, I'll return the humiliation Wang Yuzhe suffered to you!"
"Senior Brother Zuo, there's no need to interact so much with that arrogant fellow. Just beat him up and avenge us!" The disciples below the stage shouted one after another. They all glared at Su Chen as if about to launch a group attack.
Yesterday, Su Chen humiliated Wang Yuzhe in the arena, and angered all the Pill Peak disciples. It would be strange if they were not angry after losing face.
Wang Yuzhe, who was below the stage, gnashed his teeth at Su Chen. He wanted nothing more than to rush up and chop Su Chen into pieces in order to vent his anger. Yesterday, he had lost face in front of the nine branch disciples. It could be said that he had formed a grudge with Su Chen.
"What a joke. Even Wang Yuzhe can't beat me. You should just admit defeat," Su Chen kindly advised.
Zuo Xiong's cultivation was about the same as Wang Yuzhe's, yet he still wanted to avenge Wang Yuzhe?
Zuo Xiong was furious when he heard this. Blue veins appeared on his forehead. "Brat, today, I want you to witness my strength!"
At this moment, Su Chen's expression turned cold and he did not say anything else. A bright light flashed in his eyes.
Then, he left an afterimage on the spot and instantly appeared in front of Zuo Xiong.
Zuo Xiong did not expect Su Chen's speed to be so fast. He was shocked, but he was still an outstanding disciple of the Pill Peak. When he saw Su Chen move, he let out a low shout and a violent spiritual fluctuation rushed out of his body. There was a series of crackling explosions all over his body. Sparks flew in all directions and his body was immediately covered by a layer of dazzling lightning that protected him.
When Su Chen approached Zuo Xiong at an extremely fast speed, he had already punched Zuo Xiong's chest. His fist had even touched Zuo Xiong's clothes.
However, at this moment, Zuo Xiong's spiritual power had already erupted from his body. It carried a net of red lightning and wrapped around Su Chen's fist.
"Five Elements Lightning Technique?" Su Chen's fist instantly collided with the lightning that surged out from Zuo Xiong's body, producing a dull thunder sound. Then, Su Chen quickly retreated, and his entire arm was covered with streaks of red lightning.
Just now, Zuo Xiong's protective lightning wrapped around Su Chen's arm, making him feel his entire right arm go numb.
"What a powerful lightning power." The instant the red lightning wrapped around his arm, Su Chen's right sleeve was burned into ashes.
Su Chen roared angrily, "Ha!"
His right arm shook and used a powerful force to disperse the red lightning on his arm. Then, he stopped retreating and stared coldly at Zuo Xiong, who had also been pushed back by Su Chen.
Although Su Chen's fist did not hit Zuo Xiong's body, the powerful fist force also caused Zuo Xiong to suffer a great impact. His body was unsteady as he continuously retreated.
With every step that he took, Zuo Xiong's heavy footsteps caused the stage under his feet to tremble. He had to retreat more than ten steps before he could neutralize the power of Su Chen's fist.
Zuo Xiong was secretly shocked. Body refinement cultivators were indeed terrifying. This fist was already so powerful. In terms of body strength, he was not as strong as Su Chen! In the blink of an eye, he had already made a judgment about Su Chen's strength.
"Five Elements Lightning Technique, Wood Lightning Strike!" Zuo Xiong formed a spell with both hands. The red lightning on his body crackled continuously and instantly turned into an emerald green color. More than ten emerald green lightning bolts rushed out from Zuo Xiong's body and shot towards Su Chen.
Within the tyrannical lightning bolts, there was an aura of plants and wood. The surrounding wood element spiritual Qi gathered and fused into the lightning bolts, causing the emerald green lightning bolts to burst out with a dazzling light.
Feeling the destructive aura on Zuo Xiong's body, Su Chen frowned slightly. At this time, dozens of emerald green lightning bolts had already struck at him, and he did not dare to be careless.
He extended his right hand forward, and a golden light instantly shot out from his palm.
Ding!
The golden light formed a shape that looked like a sword. It instantly condensed and was held in his hand.
Su Chen waved his hand, and it seemed to be the light of a golden longsword.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
A series of sounds were heard.
Rays of golden sword Qi tore through the air and slashed at the dozens of jade-green lightning strikes at an extremely fast speed.
Boom! Boom!
There was a loud sound. The sword Qi and the lightning bolts canceled each other out.
However, Su Chen's body followed the sword, and when he destroyed the lightning bolts, he immediately rushed toward Zuo Xiong with large strides.
Su Chen was moving with the Tiger Movement Technique. He looked very slow, but in fact, he was as fast as lightning. Zuo Xiong saw Su Chen transform into a ray of light and rushed in front of him, and he immediately turned pale with fright.
Although he was tall and strong, and his spells were powerful, he did not dare to let a body refinement cultivator like Su Chen get close to him. Close combat would mean his defeat.
"Lightning Clone!" Zuo Xiong shouted loudly. The sound of thunder immediately exploded in the arena. At the same time, his body became blurry.
Su Chen's full-strength punch pierced through Zuo Xiong's chest. Just when everyone was shocked, Zuo Xiong's figure had already appeared behind Su Chen.
"Phantom?" Su Chen's punch shattered Zuo Xiong's afterimage. He was not surprised that Zuo Xiong's Lightning Clone was much inferior to the person from last night.
"Five Elements Lightning Technique, Fire Lightning Strike, Earth Lightning Strike!" Zuo Xiong's hands instantly formed a hand seal, and two terrifying forces instantly erupted from the arena.
Boom!
A ball of fire suddenly appeared above Su Chen's head and exploded violently. Streaks of red lightning spewed out tongues of fire and shot towards Su Chen's head.
At the same time, a thick aura of the earth suddenly appeared under Su Chen's feet. Under Zuo Xiong's spell, it condensed into streaks of gray lightning and coiled around Su Chen's feet.
The Five Elements Lightning Technique used the power of the five elements to condense lightning to attack the enemy. The violent lightning tore through the void, and the pincer attack completely blocked Su Chen's path of retreat.
At this moment, all Su Chen could see were raging and dazzling lightning. The red and gray lightning could no longer be distinguished as if he had entered a sea of lightning.
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