958: C958 The power of the artefact s … …

C958 The power of the artefact s … …

All the cultivators raised their heads in shock as they saw a mass of black light suddenly erupt in the distance, emitting a sharp whistling sound as it pierced through the air.

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, a black shadow charged fiercely towards the golden light.

His speed was extremely fast. When he passed through the golden barrier, it seemed as if he did not have any obstructions, allowing him to easily pass through.

"Swish."

When the robe opened, the person stood up once again.

The corner of his mouth revealed a faint smile, and said word by word: "Everyone, this first place, belongs to me, Xu Buruo."

If this skinny and withered man was not Xu Buruo, who else could he be?

"This must be that kid from the Xu family. Not bad, not bad."

Seeing that, Fang Wu Jing's eyes lit up.

Actually, the way he rushed in might not be brilliant, but he was still the first to come in.

Seeing Xu Buruo taking the lead to rush in, some of his opponents were eager to give it a try.

It was impossible for him to have stolen all the limelight.

For a time, many people rushed into the light screen, effortlessly blowing on the dust away.

To put it bluntly, this golden light screen was just a layer of screening.

The Manifestation stage Saint, after expending a great deal of effort, might not be able to penetrate it.

However, Peak Manifestation stage, as long as one's combat strength was not too weak, would be able to enter.

The purpose of this was to filter out those cultivators with insufficient strength so as to avoid wasting time when the time came.

Very quickly, it was Chu Yun's turn.

Chu Yun did not want to be too high-profile, so he walked straight in.

When the golden light passed through his body, not even a single ripple appeared.

Two hours later.

There were tens of thousands of cultivators outside, and there were less than ten thousand who could truly enter the inner court.

Outside the golden light screen, the smell of blood was thick and the floor was littered with corpses.

He estimated that there were at least a thousand of them.

One had to say, this move was indeed vicious.

Those who were too weak to attempt such a violent assault would end up dying in the end!

After entering, there would be eunuchs responsible for grouping them up.

The ten thousand people were divided into a hundred groups, with a hundred people in each group.

In these hundred groups, only the first place person could pass.

As long as they succeeded, they would be the top hundred contestants in the Dragon Gate Conference.

Each group occupied one arena.

The hundred contestants, two against two, were selected in turn.

Only the strongest would be able to stand at the end.

Such a rule could be said to be extremely cruel.

To choose one out of a hundred, how difficult was that?

Furthermore, if you and Super Chosen were to be part of the same group, then the two of them would fight to the death for the next round.

To put it bluntly, as long as their luck was bad, they would encounter a super strong opponent even in the group stage.

After splitting the groups, Chu Yun immediately looked left and right, hoping that there were no familiar people in this group.

Otherwise, they would have no choice but to be cannon fodder.

Fortunately, they were lucky. The entire team was filled with unfamiliar faces.

Chu Yun heaved a sigh of relief, this way, he could use his full power.

"Chu Yun!"

At this moment, a sinister voice came from behind, as if it wanted to kill someone.

Chu Yun turned around, and upon seeing who it was, he couldn't help but laugh.

This was too much of a coincidence!

The one who had come, was actually Hua Feilong.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha. The heavens are truly merciful to me. They actually sent you and me to the same group."

Hua Feilong's expression was a little twisted, and during his berserk laughter, all the veins in his body were exposed.

Compared to before, his temper had been suppressed a lot, but for some reason, the moment he met Chu Yun, the anger in his body would uncontrollably rise.

So hateful!

If it wasn't for Chu Yun, why would he suffer so much criticism all these years?

If it wasn't for Chu Yun, how could he have endured so much of the humiliation?

Wearing a green hat and a silver wax spearhead

Every time an outsider mocked him, it was like slashing Hua Feilong in the heart.

The culprit behind all of this was him!

He had to kill him in order to wash away his anger.

"What a coincidence, Brother Hua."

Chu Yun's face revealed a bright smile, and took the initiative to greet Hua Feilong.

"Coincidentally, hehe."

Hua Feilong laughed fiercely, and at the same time shouted loudly: "All of you scram, I will kill him with my own hands!"

The surrounding 90 + cultivators' bodies suddenly trembled and they could not help but open up a path.

In their hearts, there was a sense of desolation.

His luck was too bad.

The group assigned to him, was actually Hua Feilong.

Each group only had one entry limit. Meeting Hua Feilong meant that their trip to the Dragon Gate Conference had ended early.

He felt unspeakable pain in his heart, but this was reality.

"But the rules …"

Seeing that Hua Feilong wanted to challenge Chu Yun, one of the cultivators was not convinced and opened his mouth to argue.

"You mean rules?"

Hua Feilong's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, he raised his hand into a battle blade and fiercely slashed down on the man's head.

"Pfft!"

Blood sprayed into the air. It was very shocking.

"I am the rule!"

Hua Feilong roared, like a ferocious beast.

When all the cultivators saw this, they became silent. No one dared to say a single word.

The person who had spoke just now, was also of the Peak Manifestation stage, but he was actually so weak under Hua Feilong's hands.

From this, it could be seen how big of a gap there was between them and a Super Chosen like Hua Feilong.

Hua Feilong stood on stage and shouted at Chu Yun: "Come, come up and die!"

"Do you want to die?"

Chu Yun sighed and shook his head.

His feet didn't stop moving, walking straight up the ring.

"Hahahaha, kid, once you enter the arena, it's not up to you to decide whether you live or die!"

Hua Feilong's expression was extremely sinister, he did not waste any more words, and immediately released his martial spirit.

Heaven Grade Eight, Dragon's Cry!

"Chop!"

Hua Feilong laughed out wildly, the blade in his hand released the sound of a dragon's roar, and slashed towards Chu Yun.

His actions were vicious and decisive. He did not give Chu Yun any time to react.

"Ever since the artefact was carved, I have never fought before."

Chu Yun thought, and then his mouth revealed a smile.

Since Hua Feilong took the initiative to seek death, then he would not be courteous at all!

In the distance, Fang Wu Jing was staring at Hua Feilong with interest.

As the young master of the Washington, of course he had heard of Hua Feilong.

As for the boy on the opposite side, Fang Wu Jing had heard of him before. He was the one who had made a comeback in the Patrolling Hall, named Chu Yun.

To have two Super Chosen meet in the first match, it was truly interesting.

Your Imperial Majesty, your subject has come too late.

Just as Fang Wu Jing was getting interested, a voice came from the side. It was the Mu Liuhuo.

Mu Liuhuo was a middle-aged man that was as divine as jade. She wore an official robe, and her face was extremely smooth without a single strand of beard.

He came to Fang Wujing's side and bowed respectfully.

"It's fine, I'll forgive you."

Fang Wu Jing waved his hand, his expression calm.

Mu Liuhuo smiled, she stood behind Fang Wu Jing and looked at the competition grounds.

"State Grandmaster, I heard that you are very close with the Washington, and that Hua Feilong brat was brought here by you, right?"

Fang Wujing seemed like he did not intend to do it, but in reality, he was deliberately asking about it.

The Mu Liuhuo blinked her eyes, and did not directly answer Fang Wu Jing's question, but asked instead: "What does Your Majesty think of Hua Feilong?"

"He still has some skill, but whether he will be able to get first place is another story."

Fang Wu Jing laughed indifferently.

"Your Majesty, please look forward to it. With this subject's guidance, Hua Feilong will definitely hold out until the very end."

The Mu Liuhuo was obviously very confident. He believed that Hua Feilong would definitely be able to reach the end, and no one would be his match.

"Then I shall wait and see."

Fang Wu Jing's gaze fell on Chu Yun. As the teacher of the nation, Mu Liuhuo held great power, and had colluded with the seven residences of Yao Chi, it could be said to be a heinous crime.

Only, he knew that he still could not fall out with the Mu Liuhuo.

An irreconcilable conflict would only give the other Holy Kingdom a chance.

Therefore, when the Mu Liuhuo had displayed Hua Feilong's Inherent Skill, Fang Wu Jing looked at Chu Yun with disdain, but instead found him more pleasing to the eye.

In the arena.

Facing Hua Feilong's ferocious slash, Chu Yun smiled indifferently, raised his hand and slapped across.

There is nothing gaudy about it. I will beat you back with pure strength!

"Bam!"

Bang! With a loud noise, Hua Feilong was flung out, before he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His expression instantly turned as pale as paper, and his eyes widened.

That palm of Chu Yun's was simply unmatched, and the strength behind it was simply too great.

This kind of feeling, was as though the entire sky was pressing down on them, causing them to feel despair.1

How could this be?

How could this brat's strength progress so fast!

Chu Yun's eyes lit up, and looked at his palm in disbelief.

The artefact increased his strength by eighty percent, nearly doubling it!

Before he had not been promoted, even Hua Feilong's strength could not compare to his, much less now.

"What?"

The surrounding Chosen were all dumbfounded.

Just a single palm from Hua Feilong had caused him to vomit blood.

How terrifying must one be to be able to do such a thing?

"Huh?"

Mu Liuhuo frowned, her heart was a little surprised.

That shouldn't be the case.

Hua Feilong's blade technique was already strong to the point of perfection. No matter how hard and durable his defense was, he could still break through it in one strike.

In order for him to defeat Chu Yun, he had even imparted to him three forbidden blade moves.

Why aren't you making a move?

What was Hua Feilong waiting for?

Seeing himself being struck so badly by Chu Yun that he spat blood, Hua Feilong finally calmed down. He took a deep breath, and fiercely shouted, "The mountains and rivers are like blooming flowers!"

As he said this, he suddenly turned the Dragon Cry Seven Killing Blade. A dragon's shadow appeared, as if it had been cast in gold. It shook the heavens.

Dragon Shadow opened his mouth and spat out countless Sword Qi. The Sword Qi quickly formed into petals and suddenly bloomed in the sky, densely packed.

Following that, Hua Feilong pointed his finger and bellowed, "Chu Yun, go to hell!"

"Boom!"

All the petals exploded, the sky crumbled and the ground split open, and strange phenomena appeared everywhere.

An unimaginable surge of power, this was one of the three forbidden sword styles!

Chu Yun immediately felt the pressure on his body increase exponentially, but he was extremely confident in his own physique. Sneering coldly, he channeled the power of the Devil Buddha and struck out with his palm once again —

"Hand of the Flipping Cloud!"

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