C16

After the registration was over, Fatty helped Luo Chen out of the plaza. Lu Ye, who was in the middle of registering the two, saw them leave with a vicious look on his face.

The others were eliminated. The sharp-mouthed youth was very excited that he had passed the first assessment. Lu Ye looked at him with disdain before turning around and leaving.

… ….

After finding a cool place, Luo Chen straightened his legs, leaned against a tree, and closed his eyes to rest. A gentle breeze caressed their faces, causing the branches to sway, emitting waves of cheerful sounds.

At this moment, Luo Chen's mind was replaying the battle that had just occurred.

Luo Chen's victory over Zhou Xuan'er was due to luck. Luo Chen did not like this feeling of not being able to grasp the situation. He needed to raise his own realm!

It was only during his battle with the proud youth that Luo Chen had managed to barely win by increasing his Essence Tempering speed.

After these two battles, Luo Chen felt the need to temper his legs, or else the next one would not be good!

Luo Chen opened his eyes and formed a seal with his hands. His dantian's Yuan Qi rushed to his feet, and when the Yuan Qi had completely tempered his feet, Luo Chen immediately stopped. His feet were covered with black stinky stuff and were bleeding profusely.

"Are you crazy? You aren't going to participate in tomorrow's examination? " When Zhen Fan saw this scene, he shouted loudly with an anxious expression. Then, he went to find some water to wash the medicine.

"Fatty, thank you!" After applying the medicine, Luo Chen sincerely thanked her.

"I really don't know what you are thinking. Is there a need to go all out like this?" I still have to take the test tomorrow. " Zhen Yuan looked at Luo Chen in confusion.

"My cultivation level is too low. For the sake of tomorrow's assessment, I can only do this. I only hope that my feet can recover by half tomorrow." Luo Chen said with a calm smile.

"Hopefully." Zhen Yuan understood Luo Chen's feelings. Indeed, his current realm was a little low. If there was still a fight later on, Luo Chen would probably be eliminated.

… ….

The morning sun rose from the sea's surface. When the first ray of sunlight shone onto the ground, the Skysword Sect square was already bustling with activity. All of the youngsters were in high spirits as they waited for the Skysword Sect's second assessment.

Luo Chen, Zhen Yuan, was standing at the back of the plaza. Fortunately, after a night of rest, Luo Chen's legs were more than half recovered, and he was able to fight normally.

Finally, under the anticipation of the crowd, Ye Ling's silhouette appeared. He indifferently looked at the youths below and said in a deep voice, "All of you have passed the first round of examination and performed quite well." Of the five thousand people present, three thousand five hundred used swords, and the remaining one thousand five hundred used other weapons. Therefore, in the second round, the proud son who uses the sword will meditate for five hours on an eighth-grade sword art. The other proud sons will meditate on an eighth-grade fist art.

"Hua!"

As Ye Ling's voice faded, the entire crowd burst into an uproar.

Grade Eight Sword Technique! Grade Eight Fist Art!

This was a martial art that only a cultivator at the peak of the Essence Tempering stage was qualified to remove. Not to mention, he had to reach the Mastery Stage.

Difficult! It was very difficult!

It was extremely difficult!

Many of the youths were already feeling dejected. If this was a fight, they would still have some confidence. Comprehending a rank eight martial art within ten hours was a test of a genius' comprehension.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The entire plaza shook, and golden cultivation rooms rose up from the ground one by one. This scene caused the young boys and girls to be dumbstruck and gasp in amazement.

The training room was neatly arranged in front of them, exactly five thousand rooms.

"Alright, now that you all know the contents of this assessment, you will all enter your training rooms in accordance with your jade plates. The assessment will begin!" Ye Ling Tian said indifferently.

"You can do it, Luo Chen! Let's see just how amazing This Genius is!" Zhen Fan said as he patted Luo Chen's shoulder narcissistically.

"Go for it!" Luo Chen smiled as he walked into his secret room.

… ….

When everyone entered the cultivation room, Ye Ling and the other elders' eyes were filled with anticipation. If they were able to comprehend a Grade Eight Martial Arts to mastery within five hours, then they would receive many good seedlings for this examination. The Sky Cloud Sword Sect would have great potential to return to the peak in the future!

The moment he entered the cultivation room, Luo Chen felt refreshed. His mind became clearer, and he began to think faster.

There was a long table on the left side of the room. On the table, there was a book with a blue cover, and on the table, there was a piece of sagacious sandalwood that was burning. In the middle, there was a purple praying mat, and the rest was completely empty.

Luo Chen walked to the long table and picked up the blue book. On it was written in a domineering manner, "Heavenly Thunder Sword"! Luo Chen seemed to hear rolling thunder.

Luo Chen did not know what a Grade Eight Martial Arts was, nor did he know what the Mastery Stage was. All he knew was that he had to go all out!

The « Heavenly Thunder Sword » had a total of five moves!

The first movement: Thunder Clap.

The second stance: Lightning Winding.

Fifth move: Heavenly Thunder Qilin!

"What a powerful sword art!" Luo Chen praised them, his eyes shining brightly.

The "Heavenly Thunder Sword" was a grade eight sword technique that was more than slightly better than the "Sword Drawing Arts".

The "Sword Drawing Arts" was a basic sword technique without a rank. Luo Chen had created the "Void Floating Sword" which originally had no rank, but after his battle with Zhou Xuan'er, the "Void Floating Sword" had the elementary form of a ninth grade sword technique. However, the sword technique still needed to be perfected.

Seeing the《 Heavenly Thunder Sword》, Luo Chen was very excited. He quickly immersed himself in the sword technique and continuously gestured with the sword in his hand.

He was like a student who had just entered the academy, diligently absorbing knowledge.

"This is really amazing! To think that there would be such a powerful sword technique!" Luo Chen was completely engrossed with the mysteries of the « Heavenly Thunder Sword ». At this moment, his mood could not be described with words. He was truly enjoying himself to the extreme.

In a split-second, Luo Chen swung his sword and a blue sword beam flew out. The sword beam carried the sound of thunder as it quickly slashed into the steel wall. A one-foot long shallow mark could be seen on the wall!

Just from the first move, Luo Chen felt that it was not inferior to his Thousand Shadow Sword.

In a quarter of an hour, Luo Chen had comprehended the first move of the《 Heavenly Thunder Sword》. His comprehension ability was terrifying!

The secret of the lightning was to condense the sword qi into the tip of the sword. Using the sword art to circulate the Yuan Qi, he sent out a thunder blade towards the enemy.

After mastering the first form, Luo Chen acted as if he did not feel anything. He continued to study it as if he was intoxicated by it.

… ….

In another cultivation room, the flesh on Zhen Yuan's face trembled as he punched out.

"Dragon Fist Seal!"

Zhen Fan roared in anger. He saw a two foot large fist of red elemental energy smash into the wall. There was a deep fist imprint on the wall. Moreover, there was a small dragon flashing on the fist imprint.

"Haha, this fatty is truly a genius. He mastered the first move of the《 Eternal Dragon Fist》 in an hour. It seems like this fatty is going to become famous." Zhen Fan smiled happily.

Zhen Yuan indeed had the qualifications to be proud of himself. The《 Eternal Dragon Fist》 had only three moves in total.

The first movement: Dragon Fist Seal.

Second style: Sky Dragon Tearing.

The third movement: Immortal Dragon!

Every movement was several times or even ten times more powerful than the previous one, making it much more difficult. Zhen Yuan was able to comprehend the first one in an hour, and there was great hope for him to comprehend the entire boxing style in five hours.

At this moment, in another training room, Lu Ye's eyes were sharp as he looked at the fist shadows on the wall and the mini dragon. He clenched his fists and said, "Zhen Fan, you two reptiles. Wash your necks and wait."

As for the other cultivation rooms, some of the youths and young girls were happy and some were distressed.

… ….

Two hours later, Luo Chen had comprehended the third form of the《 Heavenly Thunder Sword》 — Thunderstorm!

With a slash of his sword, a massive thunderstorm appeared in the space 150 feet in front of him. The thunderstorm was blue in color, with a hint of silver mixed within. Each lightning bolt was formed from a sword edge! One thousand and eight hundred sword lights were dancing in the air, rushing towards the steel wall densely.

Clang clang clang clang clang!

The sound of a strong impact rang in his ears. Flames flew in all directions, and a cloud of smoke floated out.

Three thousand deep sword slashes were left on the wall. It was a shocking sight!

Four hours later, in Zhen Fan's cultivation room, there was a 20 foot long blue dragon that was like a flood dragon that was heading out to sea. Its face was ferocious and its aura was monstrous! It revealed half of its body. Its two sharp claws slashed at the wall time and time again. Sparks flew in all directions. After several breaths of time, it left behind two inches of claw marks!

"Too awesome!" The effect of the Sky Dragon Tear was astonishing. Zhen Yuan opened his mouth widely and gradually calmed down. He was confident that the next time he met Lu Ye, he would not dare to be arrogant again!

… …. Dong!

Time flowed like water. While everyone was still trying hard to comprehend the martial arts, a bell sound rang out in the square.

"Time is up, all the geniuses have left the cultivation room! and then we'll test the results of everyone's training. " A middle-aged deacon with a moustache spoke.

The five thousand proud sons of bitches walked out of the cultivation room, wishing for more!

The sky was already dark, and a crescent moon hung in the sky. However, the square was bustling with noise. All the participants had arrived. Although they had been eliminated, they wanted to see how far their victors would go! Zhou Xuan'er and the proud and aloof youth were among them. The famous families of Tianyun City sat on the left and right of Ye Ling and the five elders respectively.

Everyone was looking forward to today's results, especially those from famous sects. They all hoped that their children would shine and bring glory to their families.

Inside the private room, Han Qinxue and Chen Yuntian were also quietly looking at the plaza.

"Those who have not comprehended the second form of the《 Eternal Dragon Fist》 retreat out of the arena! "The Heavenly Thunder Sword is the same!" The middle-aged deacon's words were cold and unquestionable!

"Hua!"

The crowd was silent. Soon after, the first person quietly left, followed by the others.

After a quarter-hour, there were still 500 people left on the field who were practicing their sword skills. As for the rest, there were only 300 left!

"Sword Cultivators Come Out!" Each of you, select an area now and release your third move — Thunderstorm! Those who can't reach 80 feet will be eliminated! "

Another uproar broke out. The proud swordsmen followed suit, one by one showing off their Thunderstorm.

The lowest was fifty feet, and the highest was thirteen feet. Luo Chen displayed a height of one hundred and ten feet, but his actions were mediocre. In the end, only two hundred people qualified were left.

"The other warriors come forward! The second movement of the fist technique was not even 200 feet! "Eliminate!"

The other warriors continued to display their skills. When they arrived at the field, everyone's eyes were filled with interest, and they were all watching attentively.

With a wave of his fist, a 180-foot-long, half-dragon soared into the sky, its imposing aura domineering and awe-inspiring!

"One hundred and eighty feet!"

The eyes of the people in the plaza focused as they began to cheer.

Lu Ye looked at Zhen Fan and the people in the square, then gave a gentle bow, feeling very proud of himself! The members of the Lu family were nodding their heads in the stands. Ye Ling and the others from the Heavenly Cloud Sword Sect were satisfied.

Tch!

"It's only one hundred and eighty feet. That's not a genius yet." The corners of Lu Ye's mouth curled up as he said in disdain.

"Next!"

When he finally arrived at Zhen Fan, he couldn't wait any longer, and the expression on Lu Ye's face made him extremely unhappy. Luo Chen stared at him in anticipation. In the stands, a middle-aged fatty was looking at him with a beaming smile.

Roar!

Zhen Fan's expression was very serious. He roared angrily and a huge blue dragon roared into the sky. Its face was ferocious, revealing half of its body. It angrily tore towards the front, reaching a length of 210 feet!

"Twenty, twenty-one Zhang!" The middle-aged deacon's voice trembled.

"Alright!"

The crowd in the stands erupted into even more cheers, and Luo Chen wore a happy smile on his face.

"This child is a genius!" Ye Ling Tian said with a satisfied smile on his fierce face.