134: C134 Frictional Friction

C134 Frictional Friction

Nie Zhen apologized to the host, "Sorry, I came late."

The host curled his lips and said, "If you had come a little later, I would have announced that I would have made fun of your qualifications."

With that, the host spoke to the people outside the stage in a clear voice: "Alright, since all participants are in position, I declare, this time's Treasure Snatching Competition, the third round's final battle, officially begins!"

Finished speaking, the host swiftly left the arena amidst the applause.

Nie Zhen looked at the No. 8 contestant and sneered: "Are you surprised or even surprised that I came to the arena?"

"Hmm? "What do you mean?" Competitor # 8 said with a frown.

"Hahahaha!" Nie Zhen laughed loudly: "Four Ninth Level of the Earth Stage disciples came at the same time to threaten me to give up the match and admit defeat, what a big deal, what a pity, you guys just offended my taboo! You must be a Ninth Level of the Earth Stage cultivator, right? I will suppress my cultivation to the Sixth Level of the Earth Stage now, and see how I will defeat you on the stage! "

The reason Nie Zhen didn't come up to the stage earlier was not because he was deliberately stalling for time, but because after being threatened, due to anger, the Shura's Murderous Aura in his body had almost lost control. Nie Zhen spent a little time to suppress it to the Sixth Level of the Earth Stage.

Nie Zhen didn't want to use the true power of the Heavenly Realm to defeat his opponent. For such an opponent, he would have to use a strength even weaker than his own, completely trampling over his dignity!

Nie Zhen's words were not deliberately suppressed, and everyone around them heard them, including the few other disciples.

Qin Wuyan's expression did not change, but his heart was shocked. On the other hand, Soong Dong'er couldn't help but give Nie Zhen a big thumbs up. It didn't matter if it was Nie Zhen's backbone or the domineering aura of him suppressing his cultivation.

"Roar!" Did you hear what he said?! " The surrounding disciples were all shocked. First, let's not talk about the things Nie Zhen did not know about, everyone clearly saw that Nie Zhen's current cultivation was actually in Sixth Level of the Earth Stage!

Forcefully suppressing one's own cultivation and using a cultivation lower than one's opponent to face the enemy … this was an undisguised humiliation!

"Great!" Come on! "

Before the decisive battle even started, the applause from the surrounding people were like thunder. At that moment, no matter who it was, they were all supporting Nie Zhen.

"Brat, you are really too arrogant. Do you know that an arrogant person would be short-lived?" Number Eight's face was ashen. Nie Zhen's actions had deeply stimulated his dignity.

"Shua!" Number Eight took out his celestial sword from the Storage Ring and rushed towards Nie Zhen.

Nie Zhen sneered. Using a sword? I am your ancestor!

A layer of pitch-black spiritual energy emerged from Nie Zhen's body. Someone noticed that there was also a red spiritual energy faintly appearing in the black spiritual energy.

His hand formed Killing Force Sword, and rushed towards Number Eight.

"Ding!"

The two celestial swords slashed at each other, and sparks suddenly appeared on the blade of number eight celestial sword.

"Damn it!" He is only at the Sixth Level of the Earth Stage, how could he possibly have such strength? " Number Eight's wrist felt numb, and he almost lost his grip on the celestial sword.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other two had been so easily defeated. His cultivation base was at three different levels, yet his strength was stronger than his by a level. At the same level, he was no match for him.

"Humph!" The frog in the well! " Nie Zhen let out a cold snort. What rank of Shura's Murderous Aura was that? It was the head of the heavens. How could a mere small world's cultivation technique and spirit energy be his opponent?

"Receive this attack of mine, Falling Leaf Sword Technique!"

Number Eight roared and waved the sword in his hand, releasing countless white sword beams that kept falling towards Nie Zhen. At first glance, they were indeed like fallen leaves.

"Old Seven has used his ultimate move?!" Qin Wuyan was surprised. This Fallen Leaves Sword Skill was Seventh Martial Brother's most powerful martial skill. Unless it was the ultimate skill that he used when fighting with his life on the line, the remaining martial skills would be considered powerful.

All of a sudden, the entire arena was filled with sword aura, like a leaf falling from the sky, and all of the sword aura was aimed at Nie Zhen.

"Humph!" It was just a simple move, yet he thought he could injure someone with such a flashy sword qi? "Break for me!" Nie Zhen sneered. He released his aura and a huge amount of Spiritual Energy fluctuations blew away those sword lights.

"What?!" He dispersed my sword qi just by relying on his aura? "Impossible!" This Falling Leaf Sword Skill was his unique skill. Once used, many people would have a headache from the endless stream of sword blades. In his opinion, besides First Senior Brother, anyone else would have to deal with this move for a long time.

In the core disciple area far away, when Soong Dong'er saw this scene, her eyes glazed over as she muttered to Wu Tie beside her, "Senior Brother Qin, it seems like I will have to take back what I said before."

Qin Wuyan was puzzled, "I don't know what Junior Song meant by that sentence?"

Soong Dong'er smiled and said, "I've said before that Senior Brother Qin's assertion that number eight had foresight was a foregone conclusion, and now I want to take it back."

"... Junior Song, do you have any other thoughts now? " Qin Wuyan said expressionlessly.

Soong Dong'er looked at Qin Wuyan and chuckled. She stared at Qin Wuyan and said, "Can't Senior Brother Qin see that? Although the battle had just begun … Number Eight is definitely going to lose! "

"Cough cough …" In a battle between Earth Stage experts, the situation changed constantly, Junior Song's words are still too early right? " Qin Wuyan laughed.

"Then let's wait and see."

Even though Nie Zhen had suppressed his spiritual power, he was still stronger than competitor number eight. There was no suspense in this battle, and even if there was a problem, it was only Nie Zhen who could raise his cultivation to its peak. competitor number eight was still not his opponent.

"Stinking brat, die!" Contestant # 8 gathered all his spiritual energy into his Immortal Sword and rushed towards Nie Zhen. He wanted to give it his all to deliver a fatal blow.

"You frog at the bottom of the well, Young Master told you what strength is!" Nie Zhen shouted in a low voice. His figure was like a ghost as he arrived in front of contestant No.8. His spiritual energy floated in his palm as his palm met the opponent's immortal sword.

"He's crazy!" Everyone was shocked.

Even Expert of the Heavenly Stage did not dare to receive a sword from a Ninth Level of the Earth Stage expert with his bare hands; it was still a part of the blade.

"Bam!"

A muffled explosion sounded out between the two of them, followed by a miraculous scene.

Nie Zhen grabbed onto the blade of the No. 8 sword with one hand and continuously exerted his power. Under Nie Zhen's control, Number 8 kept on backing away.

"This is impossible... Is his body made of iron?! " Soong Dong'er couldn't help but blurt out.

She knew that if she wanted to receive this flying sword, although she could, she definitely wouldn't be like Nie Zhen who directly received it with one hand. Furthermore, she wouldn't face the blade head on either.

Nie Zhen's body had been modified using the Divine King's flesh and blood. Although he was not as powerful as the Divine King, he was still not something that the normal Immortal Swords could cut through.

"Impossible …" Are you even human … " Contestant No.8 continuously used his power several times, but he was still unable to get his celestial sword out of Nie Zhen's grasp.

"I'm just afraid that the few of you would want to force me to give up the match. How naive!" Nie Zhen sneered and the force in his hand was unleashed once again. That Number Eight finally couldn't hold the sword hilt anymore and was snatched away by Nie Zhen on the spot.

"Asura Chopping!" Nie Zhen clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Eight in the chest.

Boom!

Number Eight had no chance of dodging. After being hit by Nie Zhen, he fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I don't care whose disciple you are, but if you want to win, then you must be fair and square in the arena. If you want to use schemes and tricks to steal from me, then don't blame others for humiliating you!" Nie Zhen shouted loudly. He crouched down and clawed at Number 8's head, causing him to rub his face against the surface of the arena!

"Baji, baji …"

A strange sound of friction was emitted between Number Eight's face and the ground of the arena. Although there was a mask separated them, the mask was after all not made of iron. The contestant number eight could still feel the friction from the ground of the arena.

"Roar!"

The surrounding disciples didn't just worship Nie Zhen anymore. The noisy arena suddenly became very quiet. There was only the sound of the eighth contestant's face and the ring rubbing against each other.

Qin Wuyan slowly clenched his fists. Sun Tie was obviously slapping Great Sect Master's disciples in the face. Although he knew Nie Zhen didn't know Great Sect Master's identity, as First Senior Brother, he still couldn't accept it.

"Damn bastard!" "Don't let me know who this guy is, or I'll make him pay!"2

"My Great Sect Master's bloodline is irreconcilable with him!"

"Brothers!" When the competition is over, let's follow him and not teach him a lesson. I promise I won't be a human! "

All of Great Sect Master's disciples were filled with righteous indignation. His faction had always been like a crane amongst a flock of chickens. In addition, they were born with a sense of superiority.

However, they couldn't do this kind of thing in front of so many people. They decided to follow Nie Zhen after the match and teach him how to behave when no one was paying attention.

Fortunately, Nie Zhen didn't keep this farce going for a long time. He just wanted to teach this group of people a lesson. People shouldn't go overboard, they should be able to take care of it.

Now that the lesson was over, competitor # 8 released his grip. He didn't know if it was because Nie Zhen's attack was seriously injured, or because his dignity had been trampled on, but he laid powerlessly on the stage, unable to get up.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Finally, the surrounding disciples reacted. The applause went from one to two, then to one and another. In the end, all of the disciples were clapping for Nie Zhen.

The host went up on stage at the right time and announced loudly to everyone around him, "Alright! The result of the competition is already very clear, let me announce, the winner of this Treasure Snatching Competition is participant number six! "

The Treasure Snatching Competition had thus come to an end. Nie Zhen had taken the championship, and of course, before the competition, Nie Zhen already knew in his heart that he was Expert of the Heavenly Stage, after all. Even if he lowered his cultivation, it was still not something that the Earth Stage disciples could compare to.

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