655: C655 He waved his sword!

C655 He waved his sword!

1On the Demon God Battlestage, a thousand people were gathered.

At this moment, it was truly a sea of people.

Countless Devil God Palace disciples had gathered at this moment, none of them said a word, they were all waiting quietly, today was the final battle for the core disciple exam.

It was also the final battle.

Top three!

At this moment, four people were standing on the demon god battle platform.

They were both males. One had a resolute face, a threatening heroic aura, and he was like a war god. He only needed to stand there to invisibly give people pressure, and even the instructors did not dare to look down on that person.

Because back then, he had killed a student.

His name is Zhuge Zhantian!

Beside him was a white-clothed scholar with a zither on his back, a jade-like face, and sharp sword-like eyebrows. He had a temperament that others couldn't compare to, and he seemed like an exiled immortal.

Song Shuhang had an extremely high popularity.

Raise your hands and your feet. That elegance is worthy of a woman's favor.

There was one other person that was covered in sword qi.

It was as if he was born for the sword. His expression was cold and indifferent, and there was a bit of solemness between his brows. The strong swordsman disciples were naturally the disciples of the Mysterious Sword Pavilion.

As for the last one, it was naturally Xiao Chen.

Dressed in white, he had an extraordinary temperament and unparalleled elegance.

He was the biggest dark horse in the core disciple exam this time. After joining the Devil God Palace for more than two months, he had a peerless appearance and entered the top four with extraordinary immortal powers. He had the qualifications to fight against the top three.

Although he was still not as good as Song Shuhang and Zhuge Zhantian, Xiao Chen was already one of the hottest candidates for the top three.

Everyone believed that he would be able to enter the top three.

He had defeated Ming Yang Pavilion's Wang Ming, Han Xue Feng, abused Cloud Snow Pavilion's Xu Tu, killed Eight Visions Temple's Gao Jinghao, and defeated the Eight Visions Temple's number one person, Qi Xuanbing, with a peerless attitude.

Currently, all the core disciples and ordinary disciples in the Devil God Palace were talking about Xiao Chen's deeds. Every battle was filled with powerful cultivators, but they were also able to control the zither.

In that battle with Qi Xuanbing, he displayed great talent in the way of the sword, was able to comprehend the way of the sword, and was able to better control the power of Buddha.

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Chen was a monstrous genius.

He possessed all sorts of techniques, and he even had some accomplishments.

Everyone secretly compared him to Zhuge Zhantian and Song Shuhang. The conclusion they drew was that if Xiao Chen was given time to rise to prominence, he would definitely be on par with the two of them in the future.

From this, it could be seen how talented Xiao Chen was.

It was not only them, even the Elder Characters began to think more highly of Xiao Chen.

This was because the light emitted from his body was too dazzling.

It was as bright as the stars.

Aside from Zhuge Zhantian, Song Shuhang, Leng Bingning and Luo Ziqian, no one else seemed to be able to suppress Xiao Chen's brilliance.

They were rejoicing in Xiao Chen's arrival.

That was because other than the four core disciples, a monstrous genius had been born in the Devil God Palace.

The four of them appeared magnificent. Standing on the demon god platform, although they might not necessarily be the strongest among the core disciples, they were still the ones that stood at the top three.

Gaining the attention of tens of thousands of people was an honor.

The white-clothed elder looked at them and said with a smile, "Today's two battles will be held simultaneously. The first round will decide the top three, and one of the four of you will be left empty-handed. Why do you think this is fair?

His words were clear enough.

After Xiao Chen and the other three people looked at each other, they walked forward at the same time. After they grabbed it by themselves, the next time they grabbed it, the four of them slowly opened the paper slips in their hands. Zhuge Zhantian and Song Shuhang's expressions did not change, because even if they took turns, they would still be able to steadily improve themselves.

Thus, everyone's gazes landed on Xiao Chen and Wan Guanyin. When Xiao Chen saw the slip of paper, a smile appeared in his eyes, and Wan Guyin did the same. The two of them looked at each other but did not say anything.

"What bad luck. Even if it's not empty, we still have to fight. Sigh."

After that, he walked to the center of the platform. Soon after, Wan Zongyin also walked over. He had drawn the air, and his first choice was Xiao Chen. He did not say anything, but Xiao Chen had already stepped forward, as if he understood him.

Wan Sing smiled at this.

"How did you know it was me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen smiled faintly, "Of course it is you. If it was me, I would choose you as well. Choosing those two would be courting death. It would be easier for us to fight. Come."

Xiao Chen's words were straightforward and efficient.

Wan Ge Yin nodded his head slightly. Indeed, compared to Zhuge Zhantian and Song Shuhang, as long as one was not a fool, they would choose the weakest to fight. It was obvious that Xiao Chen was weak when compared to them.

He had no reason not to choose Xiao Chen.

This was because Xiao Chen was weaker than Zhuge Zhantian and Song Shuhang, but if he were to simply take him out, he could easily crush Xu Tu and even defeat Qi Xuanbing. Where was the weak person who defeated Qi Xuanbing?

A person who thought like that was a fool.

"Actually, if it wasn't for the decisive battle between the top three, I wouldn't want you to be my opponent. Even you and I don't have much confidence, because your Sword Truth isn't inferior to mine." Wan Caiyin slowly spoke. He looked at Xiao Chen calmly and said.

There was a smile in the corner of Xiao Chen's eyes when he heard this.

"Since that's the case, then let's compete in swordsmanship. You are a sword cultivator, and so am I. In this battle between us, we'll only discuss swords, how about that?"

Xiao Chen's words caused many people to be shocked.

He wanted to compete in swordsmanship with Wan Zongming.

He wanted to compete in sword arts with the people from the Mystic Sword Pavilion?

They didn't hear wrong!

Although they admitted that Xiao Chen's talent in the path of the sword was indeed strong, and was not something an ordinary person could compare to, the Mystic Sword Pavilion of Devil God Palace was filled with sword cultivators.

However, Wan Zongming also revealed a smile.

"Thank you, please advise."

Although Xiao Chen's words were arrogant, it was a good thing for him. If Xiao Chen were to go all out, he would not have the confidence to win, and the chances of him losing would increase significantly.

If it was simply in terms of the way of the sword, he had a much higher chance of winning. Although he had experienced the power of Xiao Chen's way of the sword, he still had confidence in himself.

He had to win this battle!

Buzz! Buzz!

There was a flow of immortal energy in Xiao Chen's body. Wan Ge Yin also used his immortal energy, and with a 'clang' sound, the sword in his hand was unsheathed. It was incomparably sharp, causing the humming of the sword to echo out.

Sword Mandates were incomparably terrifying.

He looked at Xiao Chen and said slowly, "Take out your sword."

Xiao Chen shook his head in response.

"There's no need. Let's begin."

Hearing this, Wan Songming's eyes darkened. What did Xiao Chen mean by this? Since they were competing in sword arts, he did not use his sword. Did he look down on him?

BOOM!

There was a resplendent sword light flowing on his body; he was unstoppable and incomparably sharp. The sword in his hand created hundreds of afterimages, as though it was a swimming dragon. It whistled through the air and pierced through space, attacking Xiao Chen.

A sword intent suddenly flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.

Clang clang!

A terrifying energy circulated around Xiao Chen's body; it was as resplendent as the stars. His eyes were filled with sword intent, as though the Nine Heavenly Sword Rivers were in his eyes, terrifyingly sharp.

"Sword, come!"

As he called out, the swords of many sword cultivators and sword-wielding disciples below the arena were trembling. They produced a buzzing sound and flew out in the next instant. They headed for the Demon God Battle Platform and stayed behind Xiao Chen.

This scene stunned everyone present.

A single call could summon thousands of other people's swords for his own use.

On the other side, Wan Zongming was also stunned.

At this moment, he realized that Xiao Chen did not look down on him and was not willing to take out his sword. Furthermore, there was no need for that.

"Go!"

With a single command, millions of flying swords rushed towards Wan Ge and covered the sky like a rain of swords. The destructive power was enormous, and it was an incomparably spectacular sight to behold.

This scene caused countless women to cry out in alarm.

"This Xiao Chen is too strong."

"That's right, especially the sound of that sword just now. It's so cool."

"Handsome, he's amazing. I wonder if he has someone he loves. If not …" The young woman's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were filled with emotion, and her delicate face had traces of shyness.

The people in the crowd were secretly speechless.

The male disciples were even more envious.

"I can't take it anymore. Just now, which move of Xiao Chen's was too cool? I want to take him as my disciple and beg him to teach me how to fight."

"Hello eldest senior brother, I'm your second junior brother."

"From today onwards, I want to learn the sword!" One of the disciples said with a determined expression. The person beside him smiled and said, "You don't need to learn. You are rather despicable anyway."

"Hahaha."0

"..."

The cheers and discussions of the crowd pushed the battle between Xiao Chen and Wan Zongming to the pinnacle.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Wan Zongming waved the sword in his hand, sending streams of sword rain flying in all directions. Xiao Chen stood where he was and did not make any moves. When Wan Zongming finished cutting down the sword rain, Xiao Chen smiled faintly.

"How is it?"

Wan Zongming panted but did not answer.

Following that, Xiao Chen looked towards the bottom of the platform and slowly said, "Martial Brothers and Sisters, I borrowed your sword just now. I will return it to you personally and receive it properly."

Buzz! Buzz!

Xiao Chen used his finger to channel his Immortal energy through the entire platform. Instantly, all the swords that were stuck in the ground flew back into their scabbards. His movements were not elegant; they were normal, but they caused thousands of people below the platform to cheer.

Xiao Chen's sword move left an indelible impression in their eyes. On the Demonic God Stage, the youth was dressed in magnificent white with an unparalleled temperament. He waved his sword and brandished it.

Such powerful power in the path of the sword was truly admirable.

On the other side, Wan Ziyin's eyes were unfathomable when he saw this scene. As he looked at Xiao Chen, a grave look gradually appeared in his eyes.

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