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After bidding farewell to Wei Feng and Xia Ming, Li Chen gradually walked towards the Tyrant Sword Sect's training grounds. Along the way, he was more or less greeted by some people, most likely because they witnessed Li Chen defeat Jian Mo and Liu Zhijing of the Nether Sea Sect.

A peak Martial King at such a young age would not cause anyone to ponder over it. On the road of martial arts, he would go even further than those who had already traveled for nearly a hundred years, and would have a higher chance of breaking through to War God.

Therefore, the ease and power displayed by Li Chen yesterday had already made many sect elders want to rope him in.

Li Chen arrived at the training grounds and jumped up. By the time it was close to midnight, Li Chen had already won dozens of matches. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he had won within five moves, which was just enough for Li Chen to finish quickly.

For two to three days in a row, Li Chen had single-handedly contracted all of the matches in the Ba Sword Sect's east gate martial training field. In an instant, he could be said to be like a dark horse, breaking out of thin air and messing up the situation that should have been between the Ba Sword Sect and the Nether Sea Sect.

The sect elders also took advantage of the night time to try and rope Li Chen in.

It was already the fourth day. Li Chen looked at the number of points he had on his small wooden signboard. A trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes. It was only six hundred!

There were at least 5000 participants that had registered for the Martial Arts Competition! Moreover, the time limit was only one month. Four days and 600 wins was too slow. And this Martial Competition had already counted five days! Twenty-five days to go.

Li Chen lightly touched the small wooden token. Most of the arenas in the Ba Sword Sect's east gate training grounds were occupied by martial arts sects or newly advanced martial king cultivators. If you won a match, you could at most earn two points, it was too weak!

"I'm afraid I'll have to go to the West Gate Challenge Tournament tomorrow to see if there are any stronger cultivators!" Li Chen muttered to himself and closed his eyes to rest.

If he won, it would all be Li Chen's. In order to be number one with five thousand people, he had to enter the top 100 as soon as possible and fight with the geniuses on the genius ranking once, so he had to say, the more points he had, the better it was. And if he wanted to have more points in a short period of time, he had to go challenge the strong.

On the second day, Li Chen bypassed the east gate and quickly made his way to the Ba Sword Sect's west gate. But to be honest, the Ba Sword Sect, as the number one sect in the sea of stars, was not boasting at all, just from this sect's territory, it was a large island. Each of the north, south, east, and west was a special arena for the arena competition.

Li Chen looked at the Ximen Battle Arena. It was even more lively than the east gate, and it seemed that some people had even higher cultivation bases.

"Hit him, hit him!"

"The clothes are the best, the genius clothes are the best!"

Li Chen walked to the bottom of the stage. The crowd of people around him made Li Chen shiver in fear. Looking towards the source of the noise, a sturdy man who was a head taller than Li Chen excitedly cupped his hands together and cheered the female cultivator on the stage like a young girl!

Truly, there were all kinds of birds growing up in the forest, and it was the same for the Martial Dao Realm. There were many cultivators, and there were all kinds of people!

The fierce warrior completely ignored the surprised and disgusted eyes of the people around him as he loudly shouted on his own.

Yin Yiyi's carelessness caused her to be sprayed with poisonous fog by the evil cultivator. The people below the stage all felt their hearts tighten, thinking that this girl was doomed to lose her cultivation because of that evil cultivator.

"Despicable! "Look at this!" Mo Yi Yi shouted but did not care about the poisonous mist. She swung the whip in her hand at the evil cultivator.

Seeing that, the evil cultivator suddenly stopped what he was doing, a sound flute suddenly appeared in his hand. He moved it close to his mouth, and waves of exhilarating demon notes repeatedly sounded towards Mo Yi Yi.

To kill with sound, this evil cultivation must be quite powerful!

Everyone below the stage was also affected by the demonic sound, and those with a lower cultivation level could not even stand straight. Li Chen looked towards the sound flute and saw that the Mysterious rank weapon, coupled with the cultivation of a Martial King, displayed its full power.

Not far away, the sturdy warrior suddenly screamed: "Ah! This evil cultivator is too despicable. He actually used underhanded methods. Do you think I won't be able to see it with this broken flute! How hateful! "AHH!"

Li Chen did not care about being screamed at like that, he immediately looked towards the stage, upon closer inspection, he realized that the evil cultivator did not press his hands on the flute holes, and Mo Yi Yi did not seem to be shocked by the demonic sound, it was as if she was being wrapped up by something, her face was pale.

Li Chen sized up the evil cultivator and saw that there were many thin lines intertwined in his hands. They flew straight towards Mo Yi and entangled her right hand, Mo Yi Yi also reacted, but now, her left leg was also entangled with a thin line. Furthermore, that thin line was extremely sturdy, it wrapped tightly around Mo Yi Yi.

On the stage, Mo Yi Yi was obviously at a disadvantage. With the evil cultivator's cruel methods, she was afraid that she would be bullied badly if she didn't admit defeat in time.

When Li Chen and the others below the stage noticed the evil cultivator's sudden shooting line, they no longer looked at the two in the stage. They looked at the strong man who had seen through the evil cultivator's methods from the start with confusion.

Could it be a coincidence? Li Chen also sized up the valiant warrior. His eyesight and analysis of the situation were very fast. It seemed that he had just stepped into the Martial King realm!

Li Chen took a few looks before moving his gaze away, looking at the people participating in the West Gate Challenge Tournament from all directions! There are really a lot of experts here! "

After muttering to himself, Li Chen stopped observing. The more West Gate experts there were, the better it was! This way, he would have the time to break through the 1000 points and head towards the Ba Sword Sect's center arena! That was the key to the fight for first place!

At this moment, Mo Yiyi also knew where the strength lay. Under the situation where her hands and feet were bound, she suddenly admitted defeat with unwillingness in her eyes!

Seeing that, the evil cultivator had a look of pity on his face, as he did not want to let go of his attack. Seeing that the sect elders guarding the stage were about to step down, he retracted his thread and retracted his flute.

"What a pity! However … the evil cultivator mocked. Then, he suddenly waved his hand in the air!

"What does it mean?"

"Nothing happened? I thought this evil cultivator wanted to make another move! "

"Tsk, these evil cultivators just like to do random things!"

The evil cultivator's sudden movement left everyone confused, however, Li Chen could clearly see that a thin thread was ruthlessly piercing towards Mo Yi Yi's abdomen. Although Mo Yi Yi did not expect this evil cultivator to dare attack so boldly, she quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late, the thin line still pierced through Mo Yi's left abdomen!

Mo Yi Yi coldly snorted. His face was so pale that cold sweat poured out.

Mo Yi Yi's sudden dodging and her even paler face also caused the people below the stage to come back to their senses!

"Damn, this evil cultivator is too evil, he doesn't even put us in his eyes!" You actually attacked after admitting defeat! "

"Disqualify, disqualify!" Too despicable! we should not let these evil cultivators participate in the Martial Arts Tournament! "

"Yes!" He should chase these despicable and vicious evil cultivators out of the sea of stars! "Chase him out!"

"Get out, get out!"

The elder did not care about the jeering crowd as he quickly protected Mo Yi Yi's entire body's meridian! This thread was actually poisonous!

Looking at the 'actually dodged it' expression on the face of the evil cultivator, the Glazed Sect's Elder Zi Yun, who was also Mo Yi Yi's master, became angry when he saw his disciple like this. Everyone was pressured by the power of this elder who was only half a step away from the Martial Saint level and did not dare to make a sound.

Although Li Chen was a Martial Saint and was not affected by the might, it was the first time that he had seen an expert with a high cultivation. When he looked at Elder Zi Yun, there was a bit of a fighting spirit in his eyes! However, he also knew what was going on right now and quickly suppressed the boiling blood in his heart!

That evil cultivator could be said to be the target of oppression, and right now he was feeling terrible. Even though he didn't feel good, his expression was still extremely arrogant.

"You elders of the sects that are talking to yourselves are nothing more than this! You want to use bullying to avenge your disciple? "Come on!"

Elder Ziyun's agitation caused the power of the attack to increase by ten or even a hundred times. The guardian elder extended his palm and suppressed Elder Ziyun's power, bringing Elder Ziyun back to his senses.

"Don't be impulsive, this is the Martial Competition, don't break the rules!" We are not allowed to interfere in a match between juniors! "

Elder Zi Yun was very unwilling and wanted to say: "But!"

"Quickly bring your disciple to heal her wounds!"

Another Elder standing guard spoke out, stopping Elder Zi Yun from speaking further.

Zhang Yun won! The competition will continue! "

Once Elder Zi Yun left, everyone relaxed a lot! A quasi-Martial Saint! Once its power was unleashed, it would put these Martial Ancestor and Martial King kids down until they could not even breathe! In the path of martial arts, a difference of one class was the key to life and death, not to mention a difference of one or two ranks! As long as that power was used, everything would be clear.

"He just injured my clothes, he's courting death!" With this loud and boisterous voice, a sturdy and sturdy warrior stood on the arena.

His eyes were filled with anger.

As everyone looked, they saw that this was the man who had been suppressing his voice and shouting out loud that he was the best dressed in clothes! Even though everyone had the cultivation of a Martial King, if this warrior was not allowed to speak, he could still intimidate people. However, when he spoke, he was clearly a sissy, and also a sissy with a diamond body!

"He really is a lady who got angry for the crown!"

"That person seems to have a high cultivation base. Maybe he really can defeat this arrogant evil cultivator."

"Hard to say. Wasn't that young lady from the Glazed Sect a second level Martial King? She still lost miserably and was poisoned!"

"If only the top 100 geniuses of the talent list were here!" Minute to kill this arrogant evil cultivator! "

"Hehe, these people are all geniuses that have entered the central region to compete for the ranking of the list of geniuses!"