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The Great Clan Elder squinted his eyes as he looked at Zi Chen, as if he was trying to see through him.

As far as he was concerned, this kid shouldn't be so reckless. There must be a reason why he dared to say such words.

"Does he have a chance of winning?" The Great Elder thought to himself.

But with his true essence mirror, how could he not see that Zi Chen only had the strength of the fifth floor of the zhenqi, and the Cultivation Methods he cultivated in, was all third-rate combat skills.

The most ordinary, but also the lowest.

Fierce Tiger Fist, Floating Cloud Step.

Relying on these two methods, he wanted to defeat Wang Meng who was in the sixth level of the zhenqi and possessed a Second-Rate Combat Technique?

Since Great Elder couldn't figure it out, there was no need to think about it.

When all the elders looked over, the Great Elder faintly said, "If both sides are willing, we can exchange places."

Of course Zi Chen was willing, but Lin Xue was unwilling, but after Zi Chen glared at him slightly, he forcibly took away the number two lot from his hands.

His actions were very rude.

But Lin Xue laughed, as though, at that moment, Zi Chen had a manly aura, because he knew how to protect others.

In the distance, Su Mengyao could not help but nod her head, no matter how strong she was, she appreciated Zi Chen's responsibility.

"Hmph, acting." Chen Feng gave a cold snort.

Su Mengyao did not speak. She and Chen Feng did not talk much.

"You are courting death. This is good, there is no need for you to do anything." Wang Xiong clenched his teeth and said.

"What a pity, this kid is going to die in an accident." The internal portal disciple beside Wang Xiong said.

Among the crowd, there were many different opinions. Some were good, some were bad, some were encouraging, and some were mocking.

Especially some of the male compatriots, when they saw Zi Chen showing off in front of Lin Xue, all of them felt uncomfortable and started ridiculing him.

Zi Chen took lot number two, and under the mockery and idolization of his fellow men and the worship of his women, he walked into the Battlestage.

Wang Meng had been waiting here since a long time ago, and his eyes had long since turned ice-cold.

"I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry to die." Wang Meng said coldly.

Zi Chen coldly replied, "It's not certain who will die. The kindness of throwing feces will be repaid ten times today."

"On what basis?" Wang Meng mocked: Just with that useless third-rate combat skills, I thought that you had comprehended a true intent, and then I'll tell you, a third-rate combat skills is trash, even if you comprehend a true intent, you will still be trash.

"I don't know if the third-rate combat skills is trash or not, but I do know that you aren't even trash, because today you are destined to lose." Zi Chen replied.

"Haha." Wang Meng laughed out loud, laughing out of extreme anger.

"That's enough. You can fight now." Beside the Battlestage, an elder referee stopped the two people's bickering.

"Let's fight! Let me see who's the true trash!" With the last cold laugh from Wang Meng, the sixth floor's zhenqi started to surge as killing intent exploded in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Floating Cloud Step appeared beneath his feet, and at the same time, it descended with a sharp aura.

"This is not how Floating Cloud Step is used." Zi Chen's mouth formed a curve, with a tap of his feet, he dodged Wang Meng's attack as if it was flowing water.

"Swoosh."

After the first strike missed, Wang Meng changed his style and the mountain opening palm's second move hacked down. The strong wind whistled and Zi Chen's white robe began to dance, dancing crazily in the strong wind.

The ground beneath Zi Chen's feet shook once again, and with two flashes, he once again dodged with the distance of an inch. At the same time, when Wang Meng's strength was decreasing, he threw out a punch.

"Roar!"

With a fierce roar, the first two forms of the third rate Cultivation Methods was unleashed.

"Bang."

Amidst the muffled sound, Zi Chen's figure flashed and took two steps back, while Wang Xiong on the other hand took four steps back.

Such an outcome caused an uproar among the crowd.

All along the way, Zi Chen had not received much attention, and the ones who had shouted the most were the two matches today. Only then did he make his declaration, but he absolutely did not expect that his battle with Wang Meng would actually take the initiative.

"Die."

The discussions from the surroundings came one after another. Wang Meng felt embarrassed, the Second-Rate Combat Technique and the zhenqi that was a level higher than him, if he could not suppress Zi Chen, that would be too embarrassing. With a roar, the mountain opening palm appeared once more, and stopped with a whistle.

The Floating Cloud Step beneath Zi Chen's feet flickered continuously, as though it was flowing water, and had comprehended the true essence within. At the moment when he used his full strength, it was actually even more profound than Miao Kong's footwork, always dodging Wang Meng's attacks by a hair's breadth.

"This is the Floating Cloud Step's true essence, the Good boy. No wonder he was concealing it previously, he's really cautious." On the high platform, the elders were no longer surprised. Their eyes lit up as if they had found a new continent.

Amongst the Battle skills, footwork was the hardest to cultivate, and comprehending the true meaning was even more difficult. But right now, Zi Chen was displaying the essence of the true intent, which was already at the limits of the footwork.

"Bang."

A dull sound of impact resonated across the Battlestage. Zi Chen and Wang Meng were engaged in an intense battle.

At this moment, everyone had to look at Zi Chen's power from a new angle.

Wang Xiong's face had already darkened to the extreme. Everything seemed to go wrong today; one Wu Sheng came out, and now there was another Zi Chen.

On Su Mengyao's exceptional face, there was still a light smile. The expression on the face of the Spirit Martial Sect's core First person was also a little ugly. One must know that the him back then had not comprehended the true essence's footwork either.

"This kid is truly extraordinary." Miao Kong laughed.

Lin Xue's beautiful eyes flashed, like a chick eating rice, she nodded her head repeatedly.

"Fifth form of the mountain opening palm."

Wang Meng had already struck out with True Fire, but Zi Chen was just like a nimble fish, not wanting to face him head on.

"Sixth form of the mountain opening palm."

"Seventh move of the mountain opening palm."

The vigorous moves, the surging zhenqi, swept towards Zi Chen crazily, but were all neutralized.

mountain opening palm had nine moves, the ninth was the strongest move.

"Zi Chen, I do not believe that you can withstand my strongest attack." Wang Meng's eyes turned red, as though she had gone mad, and her voice became hysterical.

He was still competing for first place, and now it was difficult for him to even enter the top three.

In his rage, Wang Meng unleashed the last move of the mountain opening palm. Opening the mountain, using the palm as the blade, Wang Meng's aura suddenly became extremely sharp, as though a mountain was being cut, flickering with a cold light.

The second rate Cultivation Methods was the strongest attack, but it was a pity that Wang Meng had not completely comprehended its true meaning, and that was only its strongest attack.

"I'll let you see what a third-rate Cultivation Methods is."

Facing the strongest attack from the second rate Cultivation Methods, Zi Chen sneered, and the Spirit Qi around his body surged once again. When he clenched his fists, Zi Chen's Spirit Qi changed, as though he had turned into a fierce tiger.

At this moment, Zi Chen disappeared and was replaced with a fierce tiger.

The fierce tiger descended the mountain, bringing with it the might of the King of the Mountains. With a roar, it shook the forest, and the King found his prey in his territory. His cold eyes stared at his prey.

Zi Chen's imposing aura was changing, from a roaring king to a roaring king about to attack, his eyes became sharp and the energy aura around him became even more condensed.

"This is …" Fierce Tiger Fist's true essence? "

Regardless of whether it was the elders or the spectators, when they felt Zi Chen's aura at this moment, all of their expressions changed.

If it was said that Zi Chen had comprehended the essence of the Floating Cloud Step's footwork technique before, then he was already an extremely valuable and exceptional talent. Now, the true essence who had comprehended the Fierce Tiger Fist could only be said to be a genius, a genius amongst geniuses.

The true essence was not something that just anyone could comprehend. Back then, Chen Feng had only comprehended a set of the Cultivation Methods's true meaning, but not the true essence.

"This Zi Chen's talent doesn't seem to be weaker than Chen Feng's."

Some of the elders thought to themselves. They looked to the side and saw curiosity in the Great Elder's eyes. The Second Elder's face was livid.

"Bang."

Under all these emotions, the Fierce Tiger Fist and the mountain opening palm made contact, and with a dull sound, it carried a burst of energy that swept in all directions. The entire Battlestage trembled, and in a flash, two figures separated.

One of them suddenly retreated backwards, while the other flew back in midair. At the same time, the sound of bones shattering could be heard.

The one who had retreated was naturally Zi Chen. This time, he retreated more than ten meters, barely reaching the edge of Battlestage before stabilizing himself. The blood in his body was roiling, but he was not injured.

Wang Meng had already flown out of the Battlestage, both of his arms stretched down, as though his arms were already broken, and directly dropped into the crowd, producing a peng sound.

After the first defeat, the outcome had already been decided. The scene was completely silent.

The third-rate combat skills used in the fifth floor of the zhenqi had actually been defeated by the Second-Rate Combat Technique that was activated by the six stages of true qi. This was simply unbelievable, but this unbelievable thing had happened just like that.

Below the stage, everyone's gaze had changed. Even Wu Sheng, who was indifferent in the past, had a grave expression on his face.

They looked at Zi Chen with eyes filled with unavoidably reverence. There were even quite a few people who compared Zi Chen with Chen Feng.

"This talent is not bad."

On the high platform, the Great Clan Elder narrowed his eyes once again, and said indifferently.

The Second Elder's expression was dark, and he did not say a word. The other Elders nodded their heads.

Amidst everyone's respectful gazes, Zi Chen walked out of the Battlestage, towards Lin Xue and Miao Kong.

"Thanks brother."

Zi Chen crippled Wang Meng, so it was obvious that Miao Kong had won the fourth and fifth place battle. Now, Miao Kong was ranked fourth.

As for the top three, it was Lin Xue, Wu Sheng, and Zi Chen who were fighting.

Not bad, Zi Chen. If you can defeat someone at the sixth level of the fifth level of the zhenqi, you have a high chance of entering the core. Lin Xue laughed mischievously.

Zi Chen laughed.

"This kid." The praise in Su Mengyao's eyes grew stronger and stronger, the coldness in his eyes grew colder and colder. The talent of Zi Chen, who was able to defeat the Second-Rate Combat Technique at the sixth level of the zhenqi and comprehend its true meaning, was already on par with Chen Feng's.

To Chen Feng, this was a threat.

Looking at the current situation, with Zi Chen's talent being at the core, it was already certain that he would win. If Wu Sheng was the same strength as Wang Meng, then Zi Chen would win for sure.

"I must kill him." Looking at the severely injured Younger brother, Wang Xiong gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"Wang Xiong, you have to be careful, killing a core disciple, do you have the guts?" The internal portal disciple who had threatened to exterminate Zi Chen previously said solemnly.

"He's not even a core disciple yet. He still has two battles to fight." Wang Xiong said.

"If there are no accidents, then he is a core disciple. Don't even talk about killing him. You should be careful and not let him take revenge. Zi Chen's talent is on par with Senior Brother Chen Feng. " The others tried to persuade him.

"The third battle begins. Wu Sheng against Lin Xue. "

The elders on the stage naturally did not care about how the people below the stage discussed. The second battle was about to end, and soon, it was time for the second battle.

Wu Sheng said to Lin Xue.