Chapter 454 Are you worthy?
Chapter 454 Are you worthy?
"boom!"
Ice and fire intertwined, bursting forth with a large amount of white mist.
Leng Yu was jolted back several steps by the impact, his face turning slightly pale. Zhao Xiruo seized the opportunity, transforming into a shadow and lightly tapping his Jianjing acupoint with a finger.
Leng Yu let out a muffled groan as half of her body went numb, and her spiritual energy circulation became sluggish.
"Thank you for the concession." Zhao Xiruo stood up, slightly out of breath, with sweat on her forehead, but her eyes were bright.
Leng Yu from Chaoyin Pavilion gave a bitter smile, cupped her hands, and said, "Junior Sister Zhao's Taoist magic is exquisite; I have lost."
"Third Arena, Zhao Xiruo of the Divine Thunder Palace wins!"
As the elder in charge of enforcement announced the winner, Zhao Xiruo happily jumped off the stage, walked quickly to Yun Chen, looked up at him with a hint of anticipation, and asked, "Yun Chen, how did I do?"
"Excellent."
Yun Chen praised her generously, reaching out to tidy her slightly disheveled hair: "Your tactics are very flexible, and your timing is excellent."
Receiving affirmation, Zhao Xiruo's smile became even brighter, as if all her fatigue had vanished.
Liu Yanran, who was standing nearby, joked, "Oh dear, you two are showing off your love again."
Zhao Xiruo blushed slightly and said reproachfully, "Senior Sister Liu!"
Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere became relaxed and harmonious.
However, this sense of ease did not last long.
Yun Chen's gaze swept over the other arenas, and when he saw the arena where Xuan Jingmo of Taixu Palace was located, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Xuan Jingmo's opponent was a Golden Core Peak disciple from the Jade Void Palace, whose strength was quite remarkable.
But Xuan Jingmo only used one palm strike from beginning to end.
The seemingly ordinary palm strike, with barely any outward fluctuation of spiritual energy, struck the Jade Void Palace disciple as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. His protective aura shattered instantly, and he coughed up blood, flying backward and falling unconscious without even having a chance to concede defeat.
"Fifth Arena, Xuan Jingmo of Taixu Palace wins!"
The elder's voice carried a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor.
Xuan Jingmo walked off the stage expressionlessly, not even glancing at his opponent. His composure and unfathomable depth sent a chill down the spines of all the spectators.
Yun Chen frowned and turned to look at Liu Yanran.
"Senior Sister Liu, this Xuanjing Mo... is no ordinary person!"
"Of course, didn't I tell you? He's the biggest favorite to win this time. It's said that he's already halfway to the Nascent Soul stage... If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage after the ranking competition."
Liu Yanran nodded naturally, her gaze following Yun Chen's.
"I didn't expect him to be so handsome."
Yun Chen's pupils involuntarily dilated.
"No... Senior Sister Liu, you're not also love-struck, are you?"
"What love-struck? She's just a hopeless romantic!" Shen Nan said coldly from the side, rolling his eyes.
"Mind your own business! I'm happy to do it!" Liu Yanran glared fiercely at Shen Nan.
Shen Nan wisely shut his mouth, but couldn't help muttering under his breath, "What's so handsome about him? He's not as handsome as me."
"Senior Sister Liu, then tell me, who is stronger, him or that Yuwen Tingxuan?" Zhao Xiruo couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Of course, it also involves understanding the opponent in advance.
After all, every contestant has the opportunity to meet each other.
Who's stronger?
Liu Yanran stroked her chin, pondered for a moment, and analyzed: "Yuwen Tingxuan has long been at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and has been trying to break through to the Nascent Soul stage for ten years. If we don't compare looks, but compare martial arts, Yuwen Tingxuan is undoubtedly more powerful."
"Is that so? I think Xuan Jingmo is stronger. Don't forget that Taixu Palace has a method of severing the spirit and rebuilding. How do you know how many times Xuan Jingmo has severed the spirit?" Shen Nan, who was standing to the side, held a different opinion and said calmly.
Liu Yanran was immediately displeased upon hearing this.
"Shen Nan, do you feel uncomfortable if you don't go against me?"
Who would be happy if their analysis was refuted right away?
"I'm just stating the facts," Shen Nan shrugged.
At this moment, Yun Chen suddenly spoke calmly, "I also think that Xuan Jingdong is stronger."
Liu Yanran was taken aback upon hearing this.
"why?"
“Intuition!” Yun Chen slowly uttered two words.
Liu Yanran: "..."
Shen Nan, standing to the side: "..."
The first round of matches ended quickly.
Some are happy and some are sad.
Shenlei Palace performed strongly overall. In addition to Yun Chen, Zhao Xiruo, Liu Yanran (who received a bye), and Shen Nan advancing, Zi Feng and another disciple also successfully advanced, occupying six of the sixteen spots in the top sixteen.
Taixu Palace and Chaoyin Pavilion were both damaged, leaving four and five people respectively.
The Jade Void Palace fared much worse; apart from Yuwen Tingxuan, everyone from the palace was eliminated.
This made Master Yu Shu on the stage look extremely ugly, and even the knuckles of his fingers gripping the armrests of his chair turned white from the force.
As one of the three major Daoist lineages, Jade Void Palace has only one member remaining among the top sixteen, which is an utter disgrace.
His cold gaze swept over the dejected disciples of Jade Void Palace below the stage, finally settling on Yuwen Tingxuan, who had just finished his battle and was secretly recuperating. The pressure contained in his gaze made Yuwen Tingxuan's heart tremble.
"waste!"
Master Yu Shu cursed inwardly, but he couldn't lash out on the spot. He could only suppress his anger and maintain a calm facade.
However, the low pressure emanating from him was clearly felt by Lin Xuantong and Mu Bingyun, who were sitting next to him.
Lin Xuantong had a faint smile on his lips, seemingly unaware of the situation, and even "kindly" advised, "Brother Yushu, victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. Nephew Tingxuan is still here. With his strength, he has a good chance of making it into the top eight or even the top four."
These words were like adding fuel to the fire for Master Yu Shu, making his face even more unpleasant.
Mu Bingyun remained expressionless, but her hand holding the teacup paused slightly. Her cold gaze swept over the direction of the Divine Thunder Palace, especially lingering on Yun Chen for a moment.
The elder in charge seemed to sense the subtle atmosphere on the platform and, not daring to delay, quickly announced the match-up list for the second round.
When the duel between Yun Chen of Shenlei Palace and Yuwen Tingxuan of Yuxu Palace appeared on the jade wall, the atmosphere in the entire venue instantly reached a new climax.
"It's here! It finally matches!"
"Senior Brother Yuwen must win! He must restore honor for our Jade Void Palace!"
"I think it's unlikely. That Yun Chen is incredibly unorthodox; Senior Brother Lu couldn't even withstand a single move..."
"How could Senior Brother Yuwen be compared to Lu Beiyou? He is one of the top people below the Nascent Soul stage!"
Discussions and cheers rose and fell.
Yuwen Tingxuan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the pressure brought by his master's gaze and his fear of Yun Chen.
He knew that he could not afford to lose this battle!
This is not only about personal grudges, but also about the dignity of Jade Void Palace.
"Yun Chen, are you ready to kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Yuwen Tingxuan moved swiftly, landing steadily on the arena. His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, was fixed on Yun Chen, who was slowly walking onto the stage. His voice carried suppressed anger and a cruel sneer.
Yunchen stood still, his clothes fluttering even without wind.
A pair of calm, still eyes gazed silently at Yuwen Tingxuan, a cold smile playing on her lips.
"You want me to kneel? Do you even deserve it?"
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