Chapter 592: Battle of the Giants, Xiao Chen vs. Wang Quan
"This is the real strength of the giant, Li Tianhua is a pity, the invincible dragon on land is not a real dragon after all. ”
"There is finally one more person who can compete with Sima Lingxuan. ”
"Of the eight giants, there are only seven left, and this round will be played down to see how many giants will fall. ”
"Basically, as long as you lose one game, you will completely lose the qualification to win the championship, and after the last few rounds, the range of people who will reach the top will become smaller and smaller. ”
Striding forward, Xuanyuan Zhantian ignored Li Tianhua, who was full of unwillingness on the ground, with all kinds of angry looks.
"In the next round, Xiao Chen will fight against the king!"
The referee on the wind and thunder platform softly read out the names of both sides in the next battle, and the warriors who were muttering in the battle just now on the field immediately boiled again.
"Powerful, it's another battle of giants, although the strength of the king is obviously a little behind Bai Qi and others, but the opponent is Xiao Chen, and the result of this battle is also difficult to judge. ”
"That's right, Wang Quan used many tricks to defeat Ram Yu before, but he was able to defeat Lin Fei in one move, which was stronger than Xiao Chen. Just looking at the strength exposed by this, the royal power should be stronger than Xiao Chen. ”
Although the eight giants are tied for the first place, everyone can also rely on some of the strength they have exposed to temporarily judge the high and low.
Sima Lingxuan Bai Qi is naturally the first class of figures, Xuanyuan Zhantian and Chu Chaoyun are the strength of the second class, Yue Chenxi and Li Tianhua are slightly second, and Xiao Chen is temporarily at the bottom.
But no matter how you say this, it's also a conjecture, which is stronger and which is weak, you can only know after fighting.
On the stage, Wang Quan held the whip handle of the demon dragon whip, pinched a section of the whip body in his hand with his left hand, and looked at Xiao Chen, who was in white on the opposite side, and did not rush to make a move.
A pair of eyes flashed with a deep luster, and he groaned for a while, and said: "Xiao Chen, the white-robed swordsman, the only martial artist who has walked on the eighth floor of the Desolate Tower for thousands of years, in fact, I have heard of you for a long time. You're strong, but your weakness is destined to prevent you from reaching the top, do you know what your weakness is?"
Its voice was not loud, but the warriors in the audience could still hear it clearly.
They had naturally heard of the name of the Deserted Tower, and looking at Xiao Chen on the stage with an indifferent expression, there was a look of surprise in his eyes. I didn't expect that this white-robed swordsman's silent winning streak would still have such a glorious past, which was a little too low-key.
Walking to the eighth floor of the Wasted Tower, just this layer of aura, Xiao Chen's origin is not much worse than that of the descendants of the Eight Great Families.
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Quan and said with interest: "Tell me, what is my weakness." ”
Wang Quan said calmly: "A strong body, so that your defense far surpasses others, exquisite sword skills and sword intent, so that your martial arts are not inferior to any son, killing and thunder artistic conception, but also let you not be afraid of anyone's artistic conception." ”
"What's even more rare is that you have a calm and fearless heart, but all this can't hide your shortcomings, your cultivation is too low!"
When Xiao Chen heard this, he was slightly stunned in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change. Wang Quan is right, his cultivation is indeed too low, and even the worst of the eight giants have the cultivation of a half-step Martial Emperor Dacheng.
The stronger ones are all half-step Martial Emperor peak consummation realms, and he only has half-step Martial Emperor Xiaocheng realms, but all this is not too much of a problem.
The Purple Thunder Decision is the supreme law of the cultivator, which is completely comparable to the heaven-level martial arts of the martial artist, and his vitality and condensation are only stronger than those people.
Unless those people have opened up the sea of knowledge and have begun to try to refine the true yuan with spiritual power, it will be a little troublesome, and of course it will only be troublesome.
A look of understanding flashed across Wang Quan's face, and he continued, "You have also thought of the problem, that's right. As far as I know, Bai Qi had already opened up the Sea of Knowledge three months ago, and now one-fifth of the Yuan Qi in his body has been refined into True Yuan, and Sima Lingxuan is even more powerful, he has already opened up the Sea of Knowledge half a year ago. ”
Xiao Chen's expression was indifferent, and he saw that the other party deliberately wanted to break his state of mind like this, and interrupted: "Don't gossip, about one-tenth of your vitality should be refined into true yuan, can I reach the top, you can try!"
Poked by Xiao Chen's words, Wang Quan's face sank, and he sneered: "The strength of Zhenyuan is by no means something you can imagine, I wanted you to retreat in the face of difficulties, and if you want to fight, you can only fulfill you." ”
The left hand released the demon dragon whip that was wrapped in a circle, and attached the true element in the body to the demon dragon whip, and the soft long whip seemed to come to life in an instant. Splitting the void into small cracks, it fell fiercely towards Xiao Chen.
As the whip body slid down, the small spatial crack also quickly closed, obviously although this whip could break through the void, it seemed relatively reluctant.
Syllable!
The speed at which the demon dragon whip fell, quickly chasing electricity, as fast as a rabbit, and the sudden change of the brush smashed the afterimage left by Xiao Chen in place, and the whip body fell to the ground.
A crack immediately exploded on the wind and thunder platform, and endless dragon qi spread out, and with a whip in his hand, it was so powerful that it made people a little dumbfounded.
A hint of discoloration flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he turned around slightly, using the Qinglong Tengyun Technique to swim quickly in the Wind Thunder Stage, avoiding its edge first.
There are very few people on the Tianwu Continent who can play whips, because the whip technique is too difficult to practice, and it is too particular about personal talent. But once someone has practiced to the fullest, it will be quite difficult, just like the royal power in front of him.
Bringing the unpredictable characteristics of whipping to the extreme, and with the complementarity of True Yuan, Xiao Chen retreated again and again, and couldn't find a good counterattack node.
"The vitality is really incomparable to the true yuan, it is too much worse, and this royal power has opened up the sea of knowledge. ”
"Xiao Chen is defeated this time, but it's a pity, there is still too little time for him to grow up, and the sons of the world are two or three years older than him, otherwise he would have begun to refine the true yuan. ”
"Cultivation is indeed a hard injury, no matter how good the skill is, there is no way. ”
Looking at Xiao Chen, who was dodging left and right, there was a regretful voice on the audience, and Xiao Chen was not worth it.
"Hehe, white-robed swordsman, didn't you comprehend the sword intent, and your one-handed knife skills are even more extreme, why don't you even dare to pull out the knife. ”
Holding the demon dragon whip, Wang Quan had a faint smile on his face, and the long whip danced wildly. One moment it was as soft as a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and the other was as hard as a thousand mountains and cold stones, and the demon dragon whip was like an extra arm in his hand.
Between the transformation of rigidity and softness, he was naturally skillful, and all kinds of martial arts that could only be performed by the long whip poured towards Xiao Chen like a storm of wind and rain, crackling.
When the long whip waved, it formed a drip-tight light curtain, forcing Xiao Chen towards the rear step by step.
The True Yuan that was fused into the Demon Dragon Whip raised the power of this light curtain to an extreme, and the whip shadows flew horizontally, as if cutting the void into countless spaces.
Wang Quan glanced at the Wind and Thunder Enchantment not far behind Xiao Chen, and sneered, "Don't you draw your sword yet, Nether Demon Whip!"
The wrist shook vigorously in the air three times, and the two-meter-long demon dragon whip danced thousands of whip shadows in an instant, conjuring countless hideous and terrifying demons from the other world, and the demons danced wildly, like a piece of Nine Hells of Purgatory.
There is no way back, and in front of it is a purgatory composed of whip shadows, and the royal power is forcing Xiao Chen to fight hard with him.
There is no way to retreat, there is no way to advance, then fight!
Xiao Chen stopped, his feet took root, and he stood firmly on the wind and thunder platform, like an old ancient tree, and the violent storm blew from the front, blowing his clothes and hair endlessly.
But the bones of the body are not moving, free and arrogant, not afraid of this netherworld purgatory, and not afraid of the scorching true yuan above the whip shadow.
Holding his right hand on the hilt, the Moon Shadow Knife slowly pulled out an inch, and the light shone, and the sword intent continued to increase.
One percent, two percent, three percent, the peak of the small town, four percent, continue to improve!
When the pitch-black and slender Moon Shadow Knife was all unsheathed, Xiao Chen's extreme sword intent was sixty percent, and all of it was uncontrollable and emanated, and the dazzling sword light in an instant dazzled people and made them stunned.
"Sixty percent! It's really sixty percent sword intent, although it hasn't reached the point of perfect control, but it really has sixty percent sword intent!"
"Completely surpassed Bai Qi's Xiaocheng's peak sword intent, and he was only one step away from reaching Dacheng's carelessness. ”
"Now his sword intent, I'm afraid that Sima Lingxuan's sword intent can't be suppressed. ”
The martial artists in the audience were full of discussions, and they were surprised that Xiao Chen still had such hole cards.
The faces of the eight giants also looked solemn, especially Bai Qi, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. For a long time, he has regarded himself as the first swordsman of the younger generation in the Tianwu Continent.
But Xiao Chen's sword intent completely broke his aura, and that sword intent was two percent higher than his.
His right fist was clenched, and Bai Qi said with some self-comfort: "The knife is nothing, I have the Four Seasons Sword Technique, and any swordsman will not be my opponent, absolutely not." ”
Chu Chaoyun saw this scene and smiled lightly: "Sixty percent sword intent, although it is immature, it is enough to laugh at the heroes." ”
The people of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion who were originally worried about Xiao Chen, as well as Xiao Bai and the others, were also all relieved.
Woohoo!
Sixty percent of the sword intent, Xiao Chen still can't fully grasp it, wisps of extremely powerful sword wind. Uncontrollably swarming out in all directions, the demons and demons that had been transformed by the true element were slashed into nothingness by the sword wind.
Without the slightest resistance, sixty percent of the sword intent was strong, far beyond everyone's expectations, the royal power only refined one-tenth of the true yuan, which was not enough at all, and the situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant.
The wind rises, the clouds move, and the clouds gather with the wind!
Under the blessing of Liucheng Sword Intent, Xiao Chen used the starting style of the Thunder Robbery Sword Technique, with the momentum of the wind and clouds, to kill countless demons and monsters, and break through the Netherworld Purgatory.
Split on the royal power's protective body True Yuan, the sound of the bell came, and the True Yuan Shield trembled, but it was extremely tenacious and did not collapse.
Wang Quan was shocked and overflowed with a trace of blood, and said with a smile: "I have a true yuan shield, and I am born invincible, your sixty percent sword intent is not condensed enough, and you will definitely not be able to break my true yuan shield." ”
"Ignorance, do I need to break it?"
Xiao Chen said softly, under the rapid rotation of the crystal cyclone in his body, all the surging vitality converged on the blade, and the thunder light that jumped in an instant was as bright as a purple sun under the blessing of the sword intent.
Bang!