503: C503 Risk and opportunity

C503 Risk and opportunity

Just when everyone was still discussing how many moves did Han Bing need to cripple Chen Yu.

The battle situation within the arena suddenly changed.

Han Bing's palm suddenly stopped a meter away from Chen Yu.

Furthermore, everyone could clearly see that cold sweat was pouring out of Han Bing's forehead!

What was going on?!

Just when everyone was wondering what was going on with Han Bing.

Chen Yu's eyes suddenly flashed with a bright light.

His gaze was like a sharp sword that shot out!

Cold!

Everyone present didn't feel the slightest bit of cold when they reached the peak of the snow-capped mountain.

Yet, under Chen Yu's gaze, he felt an unprecedented chill!

Those eyes were sharp, cold, and filled with boundless killing intent.

It was like a pair of sharp swords that had yet to be unsheathed, yet it was captivating!

Once the sword was unsheathed, it would be the moment of killing.

"Scram!"

As his gaze focused on the sword, Chen Yu spat out a cold shout, accompanied by a burst of Sword Qi that shot into the sky!

His gaze was like a sword.

His killing intent was boundless!

"Boom!"

The terrifying gaze instantly fell upon Han Bing, causing his palm print to completely shatter!

At this moment, Han Bing felt as if his chest had been pierced by a sharp sword.

"Pfft ~"

Blood splattered!

The entire Han soldier was sent flying by Chen Yu's gaze!

His body drew a bloody line in the air as he fell off the cliff, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive!

Originally, if the Han soldiers were dissatisfied and attacked Chen Yu, Chen Yu would not do anything to him.

However, from the palm attack just now, Chen Yu could clearly feel the killing intent contained within.

Since the Han soldiers dared to kill him, he had to be prepared for retaliation.

Therefore, Chen Yu's retaliation was extremely vicious.

Even if Han Bing did not die from this strike, he would inevitably become a cripple.

Following the might of the sword, Chen Yu once again looked at the crowd.

"Who else thinks that I am not qualified to stand here?"

The current Chen Yu, standing tall, with an aloof gaze, gave off the feeling of someone who would not dare to look directly into his eyes!

Silence filled the air.

No one dared to speak again.

After all, Chen Yu's attack just now did not display its full strength.

But just the tip of this iceberg already revealed that Chen Yu was extraordinary.

Just by looking at the top fifty Successor Disciples and fighting to the death, who would still dare to challenge Chen Yu's dignity at this moment?

Are you tired of living?!

At this moment, the peak of the mountain descended into silence once again.

However, among the true disciples, Wu Tian, who was ranked third, slightly frowned.

It was as if he was dissatisfied with Chen Yu killing Han Bing with a single move.

However, his expression disappeared in a flash.

Almost no one could sense the fluctuations of his emotions, or the change in his expression.

At this moment, Chen Yu and Shen Xiaoyao slowly stood at a side.

The ten great true disciples were standing together.

This scene was like two newcomers challenging the position of the sect's old man.

However, both Chen Yu and Shen Xiaoyao did not look the least bit afraid.

It was as if the two of them were determined to get the top ten positions of the true disciples!

Out of the ten great true disciples, the three people ranked in the top three didn't even glance at Chen Yu.

It was as if the competition between them had nothing to do with them.

The ones who were most concerned with the duo's provocation were the ninth and tenth ranked Zhuge Liangpeng and Wenren Mingyue.

After all, if the two of them succeeded in their challenge, then the first to be replaced would be the two of them!

Stepping forward slowly, Zhuge Liangpeng and Wenren Ming's bodies released a fighting intent.

They wanted to use their actions to prove how foolish it was to attempt to challenge their position!

However, just as the battle was about to erupt …

Suddenly, a powerful aura descended from the skies.

That is the aura of the Martial Saint Stage expert!

"Dong, dong, dong!"

At the peak of the mountain.

It sounded like thunder.

The snow on the snowy mountain was intimidated by the sound and lay still, not daring to move.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

After the loud noise, three figures slowly descended.

When everyone could clearly see the appearance of this person, they were shocked to realize that this year's Floating Secret Realm selection had attracted three of the ten Elders of Clear Sky Sect to come in person!

The three elders were, respectively, the Seventh Elder and Ding Yang. Eighth Elder, Zheng Chun Qiu, and Ninth Elder Ouyang Haotian.

When the three elders arrived, the place immediately became silent.

Between Zhuge Liangpeng, Wenren Ming, Chen Yu and Shen Xiaoyao, they also had to put down their battle intent.

At this moment, the platform on the summit was already filled with people.

These people stood in two distinct formations.

One of them was the true disciples, who were about seven to eight hundred people.

As for the remaining people, they were the inner and outer court disciples that came to watch the battle.

There were tens of thousands of these people.

Looking from afar, it was simply a vast sea of people.

However, despite the large number of people present, there wasn't the slightest hint of chaos in the crowd.

Moreover, the inner and outer disciples were standing consciously on the periphery, so as to not affect the selection and competition of the true disciples.

At this time, Patriarch Seven and Ding Yang looked at the sunlight in the sky and slowly stood up.

"Today is the day of disciple selection for my Clear Sky Sect. Being able to see so many disciples come forth to participate in the challenge, as an elder of a sect, I feel very gratified and proud."

When the crowd heard Ding Yang's words, they instantly fell silent.

With a faint smile, Elder Ding Yang continued:

"There are important considerations behind the sect's selection of the disciples participating in the Misty Secret Realm. As martial artists, we naturally know of the principle that the greater the luck, the greater the danger. As such, if one is not strong enough, then entering the secret realm is basically equivalent to suicide! "

As soon as Patriarch Seven finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's heart.

If one were to enter the secret plane with a slim chance of survival, was there really a need to risk everything to participate?!

However, there was a group of people who, after hearing Patriarch Seven's words, were not afraid. On the contrary, their eyes flashed with excitement.

These people were all true disciples, ranked at the top of the true disciple examination.

They weren't afraid of risks.

On the contrary, the greater the risk, the more they had to take part in it.

Because the greater the risk, the greater the reward!

As genius martial artists, they had absolute confidence in themselves!

They believed that no matter how difficult and dangerous the trial was, they would safely overcome it!0

Once they passed through this huge risk, their strength would definitely increase by leaps and bounds!

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