C19

On the morning of the second day, the golden sunlight shined upon the plaza from yesterday. The plaza was dyed a golden color.

The outcome of the battle would be decided today and the person who could become a core disciple would be announced today.

Early in the morning, a lot of people had gathered here. Besides the many outer sect disciples, a lot of internal portal disciples had also come, wanting to see who was the lucky one today.

At the same time, there were also a few internal portal disciples who would bet their Contribution Points s.

Yesterday's clothes, were replaced by today's white robe, with twenty white robe and internal portal disciples appearing one after another.

The first to arrive at the scene was Wang Meng. He was dressed in all sorts of white robe and appeared to be in high spirits.

Of course, most of them were female disciples.

After that was Wu Sheng, that nameless brat. In yesterday's battle, he had accumulated a lot of popularity, and some people were cheering as well.

Soon after, it was Miao Kong. Her small eyes and her normal appearance was ignored by everyone.

After Miao Kong was Zi Chen. Zi Chen who was dressed in white robe clothes looked handsome and relaxed, but his popularity was not high, and there were no cheers.

After he appeared, the square resounded with deafening boos.

"It's him, Zi Chen, the guy who got lucky."

"That's him."

The hissing sound was like the waves of the ocean, one after another, unceasing and without any signs of stopping.

"It seems that you are much more miserable than me." Miao Kong turned his head and joked.

Zi Chen shrugged helplessly. He did not care about the booing at all. Because today, he was going to display his strongest strength and compete for first place.

This was Zi Chen's ultimate goal.

The battle had determined the outcome of the battle, and there was no need for Zi Chen to conceal the result of it today. The reason he concealed it yesterday was because he was afraid that someone would feel threatened and take advantage of the night to attack him.

After the booing, there was another round of cheers, this one was not any weaker than the booing, and also better than the booing. Lin Xue came out from behind Zi Chen, and was welcomed.

Immediately after, there were a dozen or so other people, amongst them was actually Ke Xue, this was a sturdy young man, using an iron fist he actually managed to get into the top 20, it was truly powerful.

"Very good." The Great Clan Elder stood on top of the high platform, dressed in a red robe, and spoke again, "Seeing you all, I can see the future of the Spirit Martial Sect, the Spirit Martial Sect has become more interesting because of you all. Let's fight, and stimulate your potential, and let us old fellows see your true abilities."

The crowd burst into an uproar. Twenty young men were all excited, their eyes filled with fanaticism and fighting spirit, including Zi Chen. Today, he was going to display his skills and enter the ranks of the core disciples in one go.

For today's battle, he wanted to shock everyone.

"Alright, I see that all of you are ready. Let the battle begin." The Great Elder said.

The one who was fighting with Zi Chen was called Lu Ben, an eighteen year old youth who was using a set of third-rate combat skills, Wind Slaying Blade.

It was just like Lin Ying back then.

Only, with regards to his comprehension of the Battle skills, Lu Ben was even stronger.

Twenty people were divided into ten locations, and the battle instantly began.

Outside the arena, Su Mengyao had appeared again today, but in the first battle, she did not look at Lin Xue, but at him instead.

"I wonder what his potential is like. He hid his strength yesterday, and today, he decided to completely display it. Thus, I have to be very careful." Su Mengyao thought in her heart as a hint of curiosity appeared in her beautiful eyes.

By the side, Chen Feng noticed the change in Su Mengyao's expression, and looked at Zi Chen, a cold light flashing past his eyes.

At the same time, the people who detected Zi Chen's conceit yesterday, also started to stare at him as well. Wang Xiong and the other internal portal disciples who wanted to deal with Zi Chen were also staring at him.

"Zi Chen, you met me, Lu Ben. Your good luck has already ended." The long knife was unsheathed, and released a cold light, Lu Ben smirked at Zi Chen.

"Your strength is not bad, and you have the chance to enter the top ten. Unfortunately, you met me." Zi Chen said calmly.

"Shameless boasting, Zi Chen, it's still too late for you to admit defeat, otherwise, you would have been injured by my blade, don't blame me for not reminding you." Lu Ben was furious, the long knife in his hands had already started to dance.

"Lu Ben, teach Zi Chen a good lesson."

"That's right. I must let this dog shit guy experience your strength."

"Tell him that luck is luck after all, and that he can't compare to strength."

The internal portal disciples who were luckily defeated by Zi Chen yesterday, started shouting from the outside today.

"Fight, you have a chance to make a move." Zi Chen remained calm, and said indifferently as he looked at Lu Ben.

"Hmph. Then let me see if you have the chance to stop me." Lu Ben snorted, his blade light suddenly flashed, and slashed towards Zi Chen. The blade light flashed, and Lu Ben had already slashed out more than ten times, like a dense number of knife net s, they all surrounded Zi Chen.

"Without mastering the true meaning, your Bladelight is full of flaws for me." Looking at the crowd of knife net, Zi Chen shook his head, his eyes filled with disdain. His feet moved, and in an instant, he dodged knife net's most concentrated attack, and at the same time, he clenched his fists tightly, releasing a roar of a fierce tiger.

A fierce tiger descending the mountain.

A violent punch penetrated through the dense knife net and directly landed on Lu Ben's chest.

"Bang."

After a dull sound, Lu Ben's body flew backwards, and the long knife in his hands even slipped out of his hands in an instant.

One strike, and Lu Ben was defeated.

Surrounding them, there were initially some ridiculing laughter, but after Zi Chen easily won, all the ridiculing laughter stopped.

"This is the original intention of the Battle skills."

"This little guy actually comprehended the original intent of the Battle skills."

"Three forms of Fierce Tiger Fist, he can actually unleash one form of true intent attack, his innate talent is really not bad."

On the high platform, the expressions of all the elders were also filled with surprise.

"I meant it." Su Mengyao's beautiful eyes continuously flashed. In the past, on the fifth floor of the zhenqi, there were not many people who had comprehended true meaning, but every single one of them was able to obtain a good ranking.

"After comprehending his true intent, he actually has the strength to enter the top ten. Is yesterday's concealment only for a mere true intent?" Su Mengyao was suspicious.

"A trivial true intent …" Chen Feng curled his lips. Back then, when he was at the fifth level of the zhenqi, he had comprehended all the true meaning of a set of Battle skills.

"To think that you've comprehended true intent. Looks like I've underestimated you." A cold light flashed across Wang Xiong's eyes.

"So what if you're using the first style's true intent? You're still trash, you still have to die." A internal portal disciple said.

The top ten battles were very exciting.

Zi Chen's unexpected move to kill the enemy naturally attracted everyone's attention, and in that instant, everyone else no longer hid.

"mountain opening palm."

Wang Meng bellowed, his entire body releasing a sharp Qi, he raised his hand high up, like a sharp blade, and fiercely slashed forward.

"Bang."

Victory had been decided with a single strike.

The Second-Rate Combat Technique had also comprehended its true meaning, so the other party's fate was already great.

"Star Explosion Fist."

A berserk aura suddenly surged out of Wu Sheng's body. His entire being was like a ball of flame that could explode at any time, as his entire fist emitted a white light, and collided with his opponent's fist.

"Crunch."

The sound of bones breaking sounded. Wu Sheng's opponent flew out upside down as both of his arms were stretched out.

It was another Second-Rate Combat Technique that had comprehended true intent.

"Thousand Illusion Palm."

Layers of palm images appeared in the sky, some real while some illusory. A total of several hundred palm prints covered the sky and fell down.

"What's going on?"

The people in the distance had long been struck dumb. The shock in the eyes of the elders on the high platform was getting denser and denser.

Compared to the true meaning that Zi Chen had comprehended, the true meaning that the others had comprehended from the Second-Rate Combat Technique was the most shocking.

Everyone knew that the Second-Rate Combat Technique was stronger than the third-rate combat skills, and it was harder to cultivate, but once someone comprehended the true meaning, their combat power would immediately catch up to the First Rated Combat Technique.

In front of the fighting spirit of the Second-Rate Combat Technique, the shocking Zi Chen from before seemed simply too ordinary.

So much so that he was ignored again.

's Floating Cloud Step, had already reached the point where he could move his hands according to his desires, causing one's eyes to light up. Relying on the Floating Cloud Step, he was almost undefeatable, always dodging the opponent's attack by a hair's breadth, and then making use of this opportunity to attack.

In the end, he won.

Everyone was victorious.

The top ten had already been decided.

But now, all ten of them had comprehended the true intent, causing an uproar among the spectators.

"I never would have thought that the outer court disciple test this time would be filled with hidden talents." Chen Feng said indifferently, it was unknown if it was praise or ridicule.

"Amazing, everyone actually has a true meaning, this talent is also not ordinary." The others were amazed.

In high platform, the Great Clan Elder was still as calm as ever. The other elders were also a little surprised, but that was all they could do.

The top ten names had already appeared.

Wang Meng, Wu Sheng, Miao Kong, Lin Xue, Ke Xue, Luo Fei, Lin Mingxun, Liu Lu Sheng, Pang Luga, Zi Chen.

All ten of them had comprehended the Battle skills's true meaning, but Zi Chen was ranked last.

Yet another ranking quickly appeared.

Wang Meng to Luo Fei, Wu Sheng to Lin Mingxun, Miao Kong to Liu Lu Sheng, Lin Xue to Pang Lujia, Ke Xue to Zi Chen.

There was a difference of five places between the two sides.

The second round of battles began once again.

The battle this time was clearly even more intense.

"Hehe, Zi Chen, I never thought that you would finally fall into my hands, right?" Looking at Zi Chen in front of him, Ke Xue laughed sinisterly. He clenched his fists tightly, and cracking sounds came out from his joints.

"You didn't expect this?" Zi Chen said indifferently: "But since we have met, I will naturally not forget my promise."

"Promise? What promise?" Ke Xue was startled.

"It's like you don't even know your mother." Zi Chen said.

"Good boy." Ke Xue was so angry that he laughed instead, and said: "I will also abide by my promise, and beat your head into a pig's head."

third-rate combat skills, Iron Fist.

With that said, Ke Xue waved his iron fists, and with a whooshing sound, he fiercely punched towards Zi Chen.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Zi Chen clenched his fists and unleashed Fierce Tiger Fist.