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"Broken Sword Style!" Chu Chen bellowed, facing the incoming spear, he ignored it, and already used his soul force to see the trajectory, and used Wind Walk, quickly dodging.

The long sword struck out, containing a terrifying and shocking power of Sword Dao. With a chi sound, it was like the bombardment of a Devil Beast, but also like lightning, fast, shocking, and carried a terrifying destructive power.

Yue Chuan felt a chill in his chest and looked down in disbelief. A third of the frost sword had sunk into his chest. Because of its speed, he didn't even feel any pain.

"How is this possible …" His eyes were unfocused as he muttered to himself.

Even if he couldn't injure his opponent, he definitely wouldn't be able to get close to him. But for Chu Chen, how did he do it, and how did he pierce himself with this sword strike, he still didn't know.

He was still in the same attacking position, holding his spear tightly in his hands. But at this moment, he couldn't move a single step.

Chu Chen's eyes were incomparably cold, her black hair dancing wildly like a waterfall. Using strength in his right hand, he pulled out his sword with a poof, and blood instantly gushed out as his corpse fell down with a loud bang.

This battle ended with a shocking scene. The final victor, was not Spiritual Martial Stage's Yue Chuan, but rather Bloody Martial Stage's Chu Chen.

From the very beginning, no one had thought highly of Chu Chen, but now, with a upright posture, Chu Chen stood on the stage. Under his feet was Yue Chuan's body, and on the right side of the stone wall, his name, had instantly disappeared.

The entire audience, over a hundred thousand practitioners, were all shocked, no one said a word, until they realized what had happened, the clamor of the voices filled the world, and their Free City, had completely boiled up. Numerous shocked eyes burned with passion as they landed on Chu Chen's body, as though they were all searching for the key to his victory.

The geniuses from the VIP area were all surprised as well. Previously, they had said that Chu Chen would not win, and would not lose to him in three moves, but Chu Chen had used his actions to slap them hard on the face.

Zhou Yang's expression was the ugliest. Seeing Yue Chuan's corpse, his fists were already tightly clenched; after all, he came from a powerful family, and his emotions quickly calmed down. Then, with a sneer, he stood up and clapped first.

"Chu Chen is really powerful, fighting across borders and killing all of the Spiritual Martial Stage warriors. Looks like there's another genius participating in the Qingcheng Island Tea Guild tonight, I hope you don't reject the invitation."

His subordinate had died, and he didn't even look at the invitation, but instead invited Chu Chen. Many people looked at Zhou Yang weirdly, and thought to themselves: This person is very shrewd, it seems that there is nothing good about him. This invitation, is probably just a pretense, many people guessed.

"Young Master Zhou's invitation is extremely honored. I'll accept it." He wanted to see what tricks the other party would play. Sister Yun had solved his worries and there was nothing to be afraid of now.

In the teahouse, it was said that they had invited West Spirit Domain, young geniuses of various empires, Chu Chen also wanted to see them.

"Alright, then I'll be waiting for you tonight." Zhou Yang said meaningfully.

"That's reasonable. Moreover, he doesn't seem to have used his full strength yet." Elder Tong spoke slowly, the shock in his eyes growing even stronger.

He hadn't even used his full strength in the cross-border battle to kill the Spiritual Martial Stage Warriors? Bai Yuhan became more and more curious about Chu Chen, "Originally, I did not want to participate in the tea ceremony, but tonight, there should be a good show, I will also go and take a look."

"Mm, I'm also very curious about him. If it's appropriate, it's not impossible for us to get to know each other." Elder Tong stroked his beard.

's name was spread widely after Yue Chuan was killed. Many people knew that a fierce person had appeared in Free City, and that he was a youth. Not only did he have the cultivation level of Bloody Martial Stage, he could also kill Spiritual Martial Stage practitioners.

"The madman who killed Mo Zhong?"

"That's right, that's him. It's said that he'll be participating in tonight's tea ceremony for the geniuses of the various empires. I'm really looking forward to it."

However, in this kind of occasion, it was the easiest place to issue a duel. There were many great empires with West Spirit Domain, and all of them were geniuses, so naturally no one would think that they were weaker than Chu Chen. With such a fierce person joining the competition, even without Zhou Yang as the fuse, friction would still unavoidably occur.

On one of the streets where Free City flourished, a gentle river flowed right across the city. On the top of the river, there was an arch bridge and it had a thousand years of history.

On both sides of the river, there were rows of unique looking pavilions that were covered in red lanterns. Since ancient times, it was a place for scholars to enjoy the scenery of the river, which was a big scenery of Free City.

The dim light of the red lanterns seemed dreamy under the bright moonlight. At this moment, regardless of whether it was on the arched bridge or beside the river, people were gathered together, all of them warriors, men and women were packed to the point where they could no longer be seen.

All eyes were fixed on the center of the river. There was a small one, but the scenery was especially beautiful, like a manor, a fake mountain waterfall, a blossoming peach blossom, and other kinds of wild flowers that were all in full bloom.

Since the establishment of the Free City, this island had been the place where the powerful families rested. Because of the beautiful scenery and the Free City, it was known as a beautiful place.

At this moment, Qingcheng Island was also filled with people. These people were not ordinary people, they came from the various empires within the West Spirit Domain, and were all geniuses of the younger generation.

Rows of tables made of Purple Cloud Wood were placed on the grassland. On the tables were wine and tea. A group of well-dressed young men and women were talking to each other in a refined manner, talking about martial arts practice.

At this time, he was showing that he was experienced and knowledgeable. It was all about martial arts. This meant that he was not just a single person, but the entire empire.

Chu Chen sat alone on the seat as he sipped on his tea and looked at the group of geniuses, shaking his head in his heart. A warrior's personality could be reflected with just a single move, although this group of people had good talent, they were more like flowers raised in a greenhouse. They did not experience hardships, and their bodies lacked the aura a warrior should have.

"Look, someone is flying over here on top of a wave. How unassuming!"

Everyone looked over. Sure enough, there was a white-clothed young man that was walking on the waves. He was like a magnificent man, and his black hair was wildly dancing.

This person was actually able to fly in the air and was able to deduce two things. This person had a cultivation base and second, he had a movement technique which allowed him to cultivate. Although his Spiritual Martial Stage could allow him to fly for a short period of time, it was also impossible for him to be so elegant.

"Wearing white clothes and walking on the waves, I know who this person is. He is a genius of Zhamu. His name is Ta Feiyu."

"Tuo Feiyu, so it's him. No wonder, I've long heard that he broke through to the Spiritual Martial Stage at the age of eighteen. In the entire Zi Yun Empire, there aren't many people who can contend against him."

As the people arrived at the island, many of them came forward to greet them. At this time, it was their purpose to befriend them.

"Break through mountains and rivers with a single punch, and shatter the heavens with a single kick." Just at this moment, another person arrived. His mouth was reciting a tyrannical poem, and his figure was tall and straight. His face that was as sharp as a knife revealed a proud and aloof air.

"Fist Break River, kick the heavens!" Such tyrannical words, many people turned to look, only to see a man clad in red flying over on a boat. As he neared the island, he soared up into the skies, exuding an aura as sharp as the edge of a blade.

"Another Spiritual Martial Stage warrior." The crowd was astonished.

"I know this person. His name is Xiahou. He is a genius of the Divine Wind Empire and has never been defeated before. I never thought that he would actually come as well."

With the arrival of Xiahou, as well as the arrival of these two people, the island was bustling with noise and excitement.