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Eastsea City, the central training field.

Although Xia Xinghe said it softly to himself, it was like the sound of a winding beam. It lingered in the air above the central training field and did not disappear for a long time.

The atmosphere became increasingly stifling, especially when those several hundred people, who surrounded Xia Xinghe, continued to smile faintly. In their hearts, a strange feeling of oppression actually arose, as if the ones being surrounded were not Xia Xinghe, but themselves!

"Kill!" A brawny man roared and pounced towards Xia Xinghe.

The first person to charge towards Xia Xinghe had completely pushed his domino bone token. In the next instant, the second, third, tenth, and hundredth …

Hundreds of people roared in unison, their sounds of killing shaking the skies. From all directions, it could be said that apart from the battle platforms at Xia Xinghe's feet, there were hundreds of people bombarding him from all directions!

In the blink of an eye, Xia Xinghe, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, was surrounded by a line of participants.

The berserk and formless force raged and continuously spread.

The sound of explosions rang out incessantly.

Countless purple lights flashed one after another. Wrapped within these purple lights were all sorts of innate talent's powers.

At this moment, the entire platform was like a battlefield. Killing intent permeated the air as the aura around him surged. Everyone was exerting all their strength, trying their best to kill Xia Xinghe.

The hundreds of thousands of people gathered at the center of the training field were deeply shocked by the spirit energy and killing intent that was emitted from the battle stage. Almost everyone was staring at the battle stage that had already turned into a mad battlefield …

"There are no less than 50 people who possess innate strength."

"It seems that there are no Heaven's Path Mirror martial artists. There is not even a golden spiritual energy appearing on the platform."

"Even if there were no Heaven Realm warriors, there are at least three hundred of them!"

"I can sense it. Xia Xinghe's cultivation is currently at the eighth level of the Heavenly Palace's Mirror. Facing more than three hundred of those who share the same cultivation level as him, not only are they all prepared to kill him, Xia Xinghe has no chance of surviving this battle."

"You're right. Even if it's Wei Wuyi, he would probably be turned into dregs in a few breaths' time!"

"Although Xia Xinghe killed Wei Wuyi, that doesn't mean that Xia Xinghe can defeat more than 300 Heavenly Palace Mirror martial artists. In my opinion, Xia Xingchen can at most last ten breaths of time!"

Out of the several hundred thousand people present, no one was optimistic about Xia Xing. They had even predicted that Xia Xing would be able to last as long as possible …

No one said another word. Everyone held their breath as they stared at the battle stage that was surging with killing intent and overflowing with spirit energy.

One breath...

Three breaths...

Seven breaths...

BOOM!

An explosion similar to that of heavenly thunder resounded from the battle stage. An invisible force appeared out of thin air and directly hacked onto the battle stage!

Soon after, there was a deafening scream and dozens of figures flew out of the arena upside down!

"Scram!" The furious roar of Xia Xinghe thundered out from the center of the battle stage.

BOOM!

The second sound of an explosion rang out. In an instant, rubble flew into the air and scattered in all directions. Dozens of people vomited blood as they fell from the stage!

Two deafening sounds continuously echoed in the air above the central training field as over a hundred people were inexplicably blown off the platform. This caused an enormous gap to appear in the airtight encirclement.

At the same time, everyone held their breaths and looked at the gap in the encirclement with dumbstruck expressions.

Xia Xinghe's body was like a pine tree, standing straight on the battling platform. He was dressed in black, and without any wind, his body seemed to be covered by an invisible force. No one came close to him; it was as if a god of death had descended upon them!

"Scram!" Xia Xinghe roared again, only to see Xia Xinghe casually waving his hand to the left. On his left side, dozens of Heavenly Palace Mirror martial artists spat out blood and howled as if they had been struck by an invisible and mysterious force; they even flew towards the bottom of the stage in unison!

In just three moves, Xia Xinghe had already knocked down nearly half of the Heavenly Palace's mirror martial artists. Not only that, those that were blasted off the platform all fell to the ground, spitting out blood!

The deathly silence only lasted for an instant before hundreds of thousands of people exclaimed in unison.

"What the hell is going on? Xia Xinghe only waved his hand and those people were sent flying? "

"Can Xia Xinghe control the air?"

"Maybe Xia Xingchen has some form of protection that conceals the attack's trajectory and trajectory?"

"Or could it be that the mysterious fourth-level ascendant from the Celestial Phenomenon Realm is making his move again?"

The sounds of discussion shot up into the sky, as if they were about to overturn the entire Eastsea City. Not only were they deafening, they were even capable of attacking the very soul of a city!

Just as hundreds of thousands of people cried out in alarm in unison, Xia Xingchen waved his hands twice, sending more than a hundred people flying!

The scene could no longer be described as spectacular. It was simply shocking, causing the soul to tremble!

A martial artist who was only at the eighth level of the Heaven's Palace Mirror had only waved his hand five times, and had already sent more than two hundred Heaven Palace Mirror flying. Not only that, but there were also many martial artists who had talent and strength that were able to quickly and cleanly send them flying, and the most exaggerated fact was that there were hundreds of thousands of people present, and even an expert of the Celestial Phenomenon Mirror.

It was truly mysterious!

On the battle stage, Xia Xinghe was standing with one hand behind his back as he lifted his other hand slightly, coldly sweeping his eyes over the thirty or so remaining contestants on the right side.

Xia Xinghe's gaze only stayed on the contestants for a split-second before it stopped at the special seats that belonged to the students from the TianChu Martial Academy.

Suddenly, the corners of Xia Xinghe's lips curled up as he let out a sneer. He waved his hand once more …

BOOM!

An invisible force tore apart the battle stage. The remaining thirty plus Heavenly Palace Mirror martial artists were all sent flying backwards along with the broken stones. They smashed into the battle stage together!

Finally, the surrounding hundreds of thousands of people heavily exhaled the tenth breath …

The ten breaths of time was over. However, it wasn't Xia Xinghe that was defeated, but more than three hundred Heavenly Palace Mirror martial artists!

Six moves, only six moves. Xia Xingchen had fought hundreds of opponents, and under a situation where he was completely unscathed, he cleanly sent more than three hundred opponents off the battle stage.

Until the end of the battle, those three hundred odd men were still lying on the ground, moaning in pain and spitting out blood. There was not even a single person who could stand up again!

Everyone looked as if they were looking at a monster. Their eyes were filled with shock as they stared at Xia Xinghe who stood proudly in the middle of the arena like a demonic god descending to the mortal world. They didn't dare to make a sound for a long time.

"Sorry, I was the only one who advanced." Xia Xinghe stood on the battle stage, looking at the special seats of the TianChu Martial Academy with a mocking smile on his face, as he laughed coldly.