"Boom!"
Everyone was dumbfounded!
They all thought that Qi Liu was invincible, but the result was out of their expectations. Qi Liu was defeated by Ye Xingchen in such a miserable manner.
At this moment, the way the disciples looked at Ye Xingchen changed.
The eyes of the Taihu Martial Hall's disciples were filled with respect.
The eyes of the Eastern Prefecture's disciples were filled with fear and awe.
"Senior Brother Ye is first, Senior Brother Ye is first!"
The Taihu Martial Hall's disciples cheered and shouted.
"Senior Brother Ye is so young, but his strength is already at the sixth level of True Mandate. He will definitely reach the Transcendence Realm in the future."
"Senior Brother Ye is so handsome. I really want to marry him." A female disciple blushed.
On the high platform, Liu Zhangxiong's face was gloomy.
"How dare you! This is just an ordinary match and you dare to be so heavy-handed. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Hall Master Luo."
Liu Zhangxiong was confident that he would win the bet and obtain the copy of the Sage of Literature's manuscript. He didn't expect a dark horse to appear and defeat Qi Liu.
He was so angry that he made a move.
Boom!
As an expert at the ninth level of True Mandate, Liu Zhangxiong's True Qi was abundant. His attack shook the entire square. A True Qi Giant Hand reached for Ye Xingchen.
"Brother Liu, there are always injuries in a spar between disciples. Why are you so angry?"
Luo Jiansheng tried to stop it. He flicked his finger and a sword energy dispersed the True Qi Giant Hand.
He was happy. The rank four Realm Break Elixir and True Weapon would greatly increase his strength. He had a fifty percent chance of reaching the Transcendence Realm in the future.
These things were obtained by Ye Xingchen for him. He definitely wouldn't allow Liu Zhangxiong to hurt the latter in front of him.
"Hall Master Luo, this disciple is ruthless and actually injured Qi Liu. He might be a spy from the Demon Alliance. I am just thinking for the sake of the Martial Hall." Liu Zhangxiong said with a gloomy expression.
He didn't attack again because he had no chance against Luo Jiansheng, a half-step Transcendence Realm.
Luo Jiansheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Liu. However, we will investigate the internal affairs of the Martial Hall. Outsiders shouldn't interfere.
Brother Liu, you must be tired from your long journey. Please rest in the guest room! "
The meaning behind Luo Jiansheng's words was to send the guest off.
Liu Zhangxiong naturally understood the meaning of the falling swords. He waved his robe angrily and left with the Eastern Prefecture County Martial Arts Hall disciples.
Luo Jiansheng looked at the crowd and said, "Ye Xingchen defeated Qi Liu and preserved the honor of the Martial Arts Hall. He has made a great contribution, and his combat strength is extraordinary. He is ranked first on the Martial Roll this year. Do you have any objections?"
"No."
Everyone shouted.
Ye Xingchen had proven his strength in this battle and won the respect of the crowd.
"From the looks of it, Ye Xingchen is actually quite handsome," Mo Yunxi thought to herself.
Lu Zihou sighed in admiration and said, "Brother Ye is indeed an extraordinary person!"
Since the plaza was destroyed, the ranking tournament couldn't start. They could only wait for three days before the ranking tournament started again.
Of course, Ye Xingchen would directly become number one on the Martial Roll and would not need to participate in the ranking tournament.
…
At night.
The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, sprinkling down moonlight.
Ye Xingchen looked carefully at the green spirit elixir that was the size of a goose warm stone in his hand.
This elixir was the tier-four Realm Breakthrough Elixir, which was promised to him by the Martial Arts Hall Master.
On the table, there was a token with the word 'Mystic' written on it.
This token was the token for the quota to participate in the Mystic Lake Banquet hosted by the Seon Of Silla.
The Mystic Lake Banquet, as the name suggested, was a banquet, but it was different from ordinary banquets.
The Mystic Lake Banquet was hosted by the Emperor of the Seon Of Silla. Its purpose was to select the outstanding young martial artists of the Seon Of Silla and nurture them.
The martial artists who performed outstandingly in the Mystic Lake Banquet would not only be rewarded by the dynasty, but they could also enter the Mystic Lake to cultivate.
The Mystic Lake was a special cultivation ground that could enhance the quality of a martial artist's qi and condense different kinds of qi.
Ye Xingchen placed the token to the side. He had to head to the Seon Of Silla to participate in the Mystic Lake Banquet. He still had to return from the Lake Tai Ruins and settle Zhang Tianyang before he could head over.
He looked at the tier-four Realm Breakthrough Elixir in his hand and consumed it.
His cultivation had reached the sixth stage of the Xiantian Realm, and his top priority was to break through to the ninth stage of the Xiantian Realm.
When the tier-four Realm Breakthrough Elixir entered his stomach, it was as though he had swallowed magma. The violent spirit qi flowed around his meridians and vaguely tore them apart.
"The tier-four Realm Breakthrough Elixir. In terms of medicinal efficacy, it is actually one level stronger than the Five Color Lotus."
Ye Xingchen quickly circulated the Heavenly Emperor's Creation Art to refine the spirit qi.
Fortunately, he cultivated his physical body and had a strong physique, which prevented him from exploding from the overflowing spirit qi.
However, his body also began to swell up, and he became a big fatty.
"Huff, huff!"
Ye Xingchen let out a long breath and refined the spirit qi in his body.
Boom!
About six hours later, he finally refined a portion of the spirit qi and successfully broke through to the sixth level of the Xiantian Realm.
"My physical body is still not strong enough. Looks like I have to open up the remaining meridians in the Heavenly King Illustration as soon as possible. The golden patterns of the Great Sun Golden Body also need to be formed as soon as possible."
Ye Xingchen thought as he refined the remaining spirit qi in his body.
A day later, he successfully entered the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm.
After the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, he would try to break through to the supreme level of the Xiantian Realm.
The supreme level of the Xiantian Realm was the Mixed Elements Unity Energy.
The so-called Mixed Elements Unity Energy was extremely dense and condensed into one. It could be used at will and naturally.
For the current Ye Xingchen, he still couldn't break through to the supreme level of the Xiantian Realm.
He put it aside for the time being and prepared to comprehend the sword intent.
Ye Xingchen spent a hundred luck points from the system store to exchange for ten basic sword techniques.
Ye Xingchen had never learned the sword before, but if he wanted to comprehend the sword intent, he would have to start from scratch.
Furthermore, he had some understanding of the sword techniques after the battle with Qi Liu.
Inside the training room.
Ye Xingchen didn't use his true qi. He was practicing the basic sword techniques naturally.
Slash, stab, hack, flick, point, light, heavy …
Each of his sword moves was extremely natural, and he executed them as he pleased.
At this moment, he was like a child holding a longsword and waving it randomly without any technique.
Slash, sword shadows.
Stab, sword light like a line.
Dot, cold stars like dots.
…
Heavy, as heavy as a thousand catties.
As Ye Xingchen practiced to the end, his sword techniques were filled with a special charm.
Chi!
Chi!
Chi!
Ye Xingchen performed the basic sword techniques of slash, flick, light, heavy, and other sword techniques, leaving a sword mark on the floor.
Boom!
The last basic sword technique was performed, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was activated, releasing a sword qi that was a few feet long.
After practicing all the basic sword techniques, Ye Xingchen's eyes were listless.
He automatically sat on the floor with his legs crossed and placed the sword horizontally in front of his knees.
In his mind, there were still sword techniques being practiced endlessly.
In his heart, it was like a seed had broken through the hard shell and was germinating and growing.
In the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, a white shadow appeared out of nowhere.
"The embryonic form of the sword intent is finally complete."