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Zi Chen clenched his fists tightly, the zhenqi around his body surging, his entire body turning into a fierce tiger in an instant.

Both of his fists moved, the ferocious tiger had already made its move, but it was immediately followed by the roar of the second type tiger, as though the King of the Mountains was patrolling the grounds.

With the second move, Zi Chen had no intention to make the third move.

This was because the two stances were sufficient.

The iron fist was like an iron hammer, bringing along a gust of wind as it flew, striking straight at Zi Chen's face, but after the tiger roared, Zi Chen's fist had also arrived in front of the iron fist.

"Bang!"

The fist collided with a dull thud.

Beneath his strong physique, Zi Chen's figure only faintly swayed before he stopped moving. On the other hand, Ke Xue felt a huge force surging out of Zi Chen's fist that caused him to uncontrollably retreat.

"Swish, swish, swish."

In the blink of an eye, he had retreated more than ten steps, and the blood within his body was churning uncontrollably. When he had retreated to the last step, he could not help but spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"You …"

Zi Chen's strength caused Ke Xue's face to change greatly. Aside from comprehending the true meaning of Battle skills, Zi Chen seemed to have another kind of power in his body. Otherwise, he would not have been able to defeat himself in a single blow.

"Swoosh."

In a flash of white light, Ke Xue saw Zi Chen appear right in front of him, followed by a pair of extremely fast fists, which like a storm of pear blossoms, smashed towards him.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Ke Xue waved his iron fists and resisted continuously, but he could do nothing about the speed of his punches and he was unable to compare to Zi Chen in terms of strength.

Finally, a punch passed through that iron fist wind, and landed on Ke Xue's face. After a loud bang, one of Ke Xue's eyes instantly turned black.

With one punch, he would have his second punch. As the wind from the punch swept past, Ke Xue was forced to retreat.

Zi Chen's punch was very powerful, but it really landed on Ke Xue's face, it wasn't heavy, but it wasn't a problem for him to hit's swollen face.

"Look, over at Zi Chen."

From the crowd, voices came out, and those who were watching the other fights unintentionally saw Zi Chen's fights, and immediately followed with exclamations.

Ke Xue's results, were achieved with a pair of iron fists, which made him extremely powerful, but in just one exchange, he was pushed back by Zi Chen, who then beat him down to the point where he had no way to retaliate.

"This kid is not simple."

"He actually comprehended two types of true intent."

To be able to defeat Ke Xue, Zi Chen's strength was already unquestionable. Outside of the arena, there were exclamations of shock, and on top of the high platform, all of the elders were also very surprised.

"The assessment this time is really exciting." A Red elder said.

"Yeah, there are ten who have comprehended true intent, and four of them have even comprehended the true intent of Second-Rate Combat Technique, not bad." Another elder said.

"The talent of the disciples in this exam is higher than the ones in every other exam."

The gazes of the few elders were only cast once at Zi Chen in surprise. After that, they looked at the battle in another direction, which was the place where Wu Sheng would be battling.

Along the way, there were several elders who kept on staring at Wu Sheng, as if they were extremely concerned about this mysterious disciple.

"Not necessarily." The calm Great Elder suddenly opened his eyes and said, "There is one disciple selection where there are more geniuses than this. It's just a single person being suppressed making it seem dark and gloomy."

The other elders turned and looked at the Great Elder.

Suddenly, an elder's eyes lit up and said, "Great Elder, are you talking about...?"

"That's right, it's precisely Chen Feng's tournament." "Back then, Chen Feng had comprehended a complete set of the Second-Rate Combat Technique's true meaning, and used his tyrannical attitude to sweep away that generation of young disciples. From then on, he was regarded highly by the Master, and was accepted as a core disciple."

"Complete Second-Rate Combat Technique's true meaning?"

Some of the elders had personally witnessed that battle and some had only heard about it. However, after hearing what the First Elder had said today, those who did not witness it all changed their expressions.

Chen Feng was a core disciple of the Spirit Martial Sect and also the person with the highest talent in the Spirit Martial Sect. In the Spirit Martial Sect, only the person with the highest talent could inherit the position of the next generation of Master.

After a fierce battle, the outcome of the battle had already been decided.

Wang Xiong, Wu Sheng, Miao Kong, Lin Xue, Zi Chen had won, and Zi Chen had also kept his promise, smashing one of Ke Xue's head into two big pieces, so much so that his mother wouldn't even be able to recognize him anymore.

"Just you wait …!"

Before he left, Ke Xue stared at a pig's head and spoke fiercely, but because his face was swollen, his speech was unclear, making him sound extremely funny.

Zi Chen's attack was not really heavy, it was just a superficial wound, and it did not hurt his brain or bones. After a few days of rest, his swelling would completely disappear, and at the same time, it would not affect the battles below.

They only saw Ke Xue holding onto a pig head as he repeatedly waved his iron fists. After defeating two people, he beat the other two until their heads turned into pig heads, and thus rose to sixth place.

After winning, he waved his iron fists to show off to Zi Chen, but after seeing Zi Chen's faint smile, he lowered his head even more.

The final five would be followed by the top five. Compared to the latter, the former was just an appetizer, and the real exciting part would soon come.

The top five battles required drawing lots.

Two against two, one in the air.

"Good luck."

In front of the drawing box, Lin Xue was clenching his fist, his eyes filled with encouragement.

"You can do it too."

Zi Chen nodded.

The result of the drawing of lots was quickly announced, but the result was also very dramatic.

Miao Kong against Wu Sheng, Lin Xue against Wang Meng, and Zi Chen against Zi Chen.

This was a heaven-defying luck. The one person in the sky was equivalent to having been promoted. In other words, he was already in the top three.

The moment this result was revealed, booing and disappointed voices could be heard from the crowd.

"Xue Er is only at the fifth level of the zhenqi. Although his comprehension of the Battle skills is not bad, he is definitely not Wang Meng's match. However, being able to enter the top five is also not bad." Su Mengyao who was in the distance muttered.

"It's already good enough to enter the top five, but that Zi Chen brat is really lucky to actually be able to take out an empty lot." Chen Feng said indifferently.

Looking at the number two lot in his hands, Lin Xue smiled bitterly. She was not a match for Wang Meng at the sixth level of the zhenqi.

"Let the battle begin."

On high platform, an elder said indifferently.

As it was the final battles, the competition was held one by one. Miao Kong and Wu Sheng who drew lot number one would be the first to fight.

The battle had just begun, and Miao Kong was still following his usual path of light footwork, dodging one of Wu Sheng's attacks with just a hair's breadth, before grabbing onto his opponent's exposed open door attack.

After a battle, Miao Kong had obtained some impressive results.

Cheers came from the crowd, it was obvious that they were cheering for the unassuming Miao Kong.

"This little guy is still concealing himself even now. Could it be that he thinks he can win if he's in the fifth level of zhenqi?" On high platform, an elder chuckled.

"Heh heh, young people are always proud and arrogant." Another elder said.

"The Star Explosion Fist is just a step away from completely comprehending the meaning of the Mandate. Wu Sheng's innate talent is very high, so he can definitely catch up to the Chen Feng of back then." Another elder sighed.

The First Elder continued to meditate with his eyes closed. Hearing the conversation of the elders, the Second Elder was overjoyed.

After this battle, Miao Kong was not at a disadvantage at all, and had even gained the upper hand.

Wu Sheng unleashed his might completely, the Spirit Qi around his body suddenly exploded, in an instant he had reached the power of the sixth level of zhenqi, following that, the Star Explosion Fist was unleashed to its limits, and he unleashed a powerful attack.

"Bang."

After the dull sound, Miao Kong flew back dozens of meters before he managed to stabilize his body.

Facing Wu Sheng who was at the sixth level of the zhenqi, Miao Kong was forced to retreat.

Wu Sheng's strength made everyone exclaim, at this moment, many people felt that they were mistaken. They previously thought that Wang Meng was Tie Tie Tie's number one, but when Wu Sheng fully displayed his strength, he had become Wang Meng's biggest rival.

With lot number two in his hand, Wang Meng had a grave look in his eyes. Naturally, he was not facing Lin Xue, but rather, thinking about how much of a chance he had against Wu Sheng.

But after thinking about it again and again, it seemed to only have five floors, Wang Meng's expression became extremely dark.

In the outside world, Wang Xiong's expression was the same.

He did not expect that the mysterious Wu Sheng who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, would have a one hundred percent chance of turning into fifty percent.

"Where did this damn thing come from?" Wang Xiong scolded angrily.

Zi Chen was together with Lin Xue, quietly conversing with him, surrounded by a murderous look of jealousy.

"Why, is there no hope of victory?" Zi Chen chuckled.

Lin Xue stuck out her tongue adorably and said: "The chances aren't high."

Zi Chen smiled mysteriously and said: "Good luck."

Lin Xue nodded, "Good luck."

After the first round of battles ended, Miao Kong returned in disappointment, but he was not depressed either.

"That's right."

Zi Chen and Lin Xue both nodded.

Miao Kong only smiled.

"The first round is over, Wu Sheng … Victory, the second round will begin. Lin Xue against Wang Meng. " The elder's voice sounded from the high platform.

Wang Meng laughed sinisterly, and walked towards Battlestage.

Lin Xue was about to step forward, but he was stopped by Zi Chen, who shouted loudly, "Wait."

Zi Chen's voice attracted everyone's gazes.

"Zi Chen, what's the matter?"

Zi Chen had finally revealed his true strength after two consecutive battles. Although his words had been interrupted and he was a little displeased, the elder did not get angry.

"What is this kid trying to do now?" The others were also extremely puzzled. Only Su Mengyao had a faint smile on her beautiful face, as if she had already guessed it.

And Lin Xue, her eyes filled with laughter.

"Elder, I would like to ask, can I exchange my lot with Lin Xue's? I want to fight this round." Zi Chen said respectfully.

"This …!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Is he a fool? Against Wang Meng, one will definitely lose. Without fighting, he will steadily advance to the top three."

"Hmph, you actually thought of using such a method to pick up girls. Truly shameless."

"Wow, so handsome."

There were many different opinions from the disciples, some of the female disciples' eyes had already lit up.

The elders were also stunned, before they subconsciously looked towards the grand elder.