Chapter 87 The battle between Buddha and demon is in full swing

“Zhou Chen of Wenxian Sect wins!”

The City Lord’s Steward was stunned for a moment before reacting and announcing the result.

“Hiss…”

After a brief silence, gasps of cold air rose one after another.

Before this, Zhou Chen had been unassuming, making the audience think he was just making up the numbers.

The shock at this moment was far more unsettling than the intense confrontations before.

“That… that was pure Physical Body strength?! Is he really at Core Formation Fifth Layer?!”

An experienced Cultivator with keen eyesight exclaimed in surprise.

As early as before the Wenxian Sect departed for the competition, to avoid suspicion due to too large a disparity, Zhou Chen had already displayed his aura at Core Formation Fifth Layer.

Liu Qingtian had long since grown accustomed to it, and combined with Zhou Chen’s deliberate low profile, it hadn’t caused much of a stir.

“Who is he? He’s actually this strong!!!”

“So strong… such a dominant punch!”

The Cultivators in the stands watched with surging Battle Intent.

“This child’s Physical Body is actually comparable to a humanoid Magic Treasure!”

The Elders from various Sects were also moved.

Xue Wuchen’s pupils contracted sharply, and his fists clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.

Even from this distance, he felt a hint of threat from that punch!

That kind of crushing Physical Body strength made the Battle Intent within him begin to burn fiercely!

Interesting! Too interesting!

He hadn’t expected to find such a person besides the “Ye Chen” he had encountered earlier!

Only they were worthy of being his opponents! If Xue Wuchen knew that “Ye Chen” and Zhou Chen were the same person, who knew what he would think.

Jian Wuxin’s face, which had always been as still as an ancient well, showed a subtle ripple for the first time.

His fingers, holding the sword sheath, unconsciously stroked the sword hilt.

Jian Wuxin looked at Zhou Chen, a hint of appreciation in his eyes, as if examining a good whetstone. Could Zhou Chen… force him to draw a second sword?

Among the crowd, Han Li’s originally somewhat lazy eyes also flashed with a hint of brilliance, and an imperceptible arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chen’s expression, which had been mocking before, completely twisted into distorted jealousy and shock.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his fingernails digging deep into his palms. Why?! Why did he possess such power?!

He had the guidance of his Ring Spirit Master, and a免试 (exemption from examination) qualification for the Blazing Fire Holy Land!!!

The initial Zhou Chen was just an ordinary handyman, and a good-for-nothing at that. Intense jealousy and unwillingness almost consumed him.

Liu Qianru’s beautiful eyes were also wide, her red lips slightly parted, as she looked at the domineering figure on the stage, her heart deeply shaken.

She had once guided Zhou Chen in swordsmanship and knew his talent wasn’t bad, but she never expected his Physical Body strength to reach such a terrifying degree!

Wang Yue’s sitting posture unconsciously straightened a bit more. Her gaze towards Zhou Chen was completely different now; the previous disdain had vanished without a trace, replaced by surprise and a hint of solemnity.

Is this a Holy Rank Cultivation Technique? Or a top-tier Body Refining art?

The depth of this child’s Foundation is definitely among the top in the younger generation of the Southern Domain!

There are also Geniuses in the Holy Land who can achieve this level, but they are as rare as Phoenix feathers and Dragon scales… She had a slight change of impression of the Wenxian Sect for the first time.

They are both from the Wenxian Sect… is the gap a bit too large?

This thought made her slightly frown, and she glanced at Ye Chen’s grim face beside her, a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

For the next five consecutive matches, Zhou Chen won with a single overwhelming punch!

In the audience stands, the atmosphere was completely ignited by this punch! Cheers erupted like a mountain tsunami!

“Zhou Chen!”

“Wenxian Sect!”

“Next!”

“Zhou Chen, I love you!”

“Invincible!”

And upon hearing the story from Wenxian Sect Disciples that Zhou Chen had once become a cripple, countless Loose Cultivators and small School Disciples felt their Battle Intent surge, as if they were witnessing a dark horse’s comeback!

With Zhou Chen’s earth-shattering one-punch victory preceding them, in the subsequent matches, the Prodigies of various Sects were unwilling to show weakness, striving to eliminate their opponents with a single strike.

Xue Wuchen’s attacks remained domineering and brutal; one palm strike shattered half of his opponent’s body, causing everyone who was scheduled to face him to concede.

Jian Wuxin also won with a single sword strike, showing no mercy.

Other Sect Disciples like Xu Ming and Leng Rushuang also strived for a decisive one-hit victory… yet none could win as cleanly and decisively as Zhou Chen.

Time passed bit by bit.

“Third Round, Match Fifteen: Xue Wuchen of Blood Demon Sect versus Xu Ming of Tianlong Temple!”

This match instantly attracted everyone’s attention.

The Demonic Path Blood Son against the Buddhist Buddha Son!

“Amitabha! Donor Xue, please!”

Xu Ming’s face was solemn, his hands clasped together.

“Hypocritical bald donkey, go to hell!”

Xue Wuchen’s icy voice came, and as soon as his words fell, monstrous blood-red Devilish Qi surged into the sky, transforming into a solidified Blood Demon Giant Claw several tens of feet in size, grabbing down towards Xu Ming!

Heaven Rank High Grade “Mystic Heaven Blood Demon Claw”!

Xu Ming dared not be negligent; his entire body erupted with golden light!

“Great Sun Tathagata Golden Body!”

A Buddhist chant, and a blurry yet majestic phantom of the Great Sun Tathagata appeared behind him, enveloping him within, as heavy as a mountain!

Boom!!!

The Blood Claw fiercely struck the Golden Body light barrier, and a grating metallic sound resounded through the sky!

The two Sects were originally sworn enemies. The demonic Qi and Buddha Power collided wildly, and violent energy impacted the Formation protecting the arena.

Crack… crack…

However, after only a breath of stalemate, the Mystic Heaven Demon Body suddenly exerted force, the Devilish Qi surged on the Blood Demon Claw, and its power instantly doubled!

Xu Ming’s seemingly indestructible Golden Body light barrier let out an unbearable groan, and cracks began to appear!

Xu Ming’s face suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of fresh blood surged up his throat but was forcibly swallowed back down.

He was seen with veins bulging on his forehead, desperately channeling Buddha Power to reinforce his Golden Body.

But Xue Wuchen sneered, and his five fingers suddenly clenched!

“Break!”

Bang—!!!

The Golden Body completely shattered!

Xu Ming could no longer suppress the blood in his mouth, and his entire body flew backward like a broken kite, crashing heavily onto the arena’s defensive Formation.

His aura instantly became weak and listless, and after struggling a few times, he ultimately failed to get up.

Xu Ming was hurriedly carried away by Tianlong Temple Disciples for treatment.

The victor was decided!

Xue Wuchen used only one move to directly defeat the Tianlong Temple’s so-called Buddha Son’s strongest defense!

“Hiss… Even Xu Ming couldn’t block his claw!”

“This Buddha Son isn’t all that great, I really don’t know what Tianlong Temple is thinking.”

“It’s not that he’s not capable, it’s that Xue Wuchen is too terrifying!”

“Indeed, among the younger generation, who is Xue Wuchen’s opponent?!”

“I think Zhou Chen and Jian Wuxin can!”

“Indeed, that would definitely be a Dragon and Phoenix battle!”

Everyone below the stage was astonished.

Xue Wuchen’s terrifying strength once again refreshed everyone’s perception.

“Third Round, Match Twenty: Liu Qianru of Wenxian Sect versus Leng Rushuang of Blood Drinking Sect!”

Liu Qianru and Leng Rushuang were both famous beauties in the Southern Domain, making the match highly anticipated, and the atmosphere below the stage grew even more enthusiastic!

Liu Qianru, dressed in white like snow, had a cold demeanor, and the ice crystal longsword in her hand emitted chilling Qi.

Leng Rushuang, in a black tight-fitting gauze dress, had an alluring figure, a dangerous smile playing on her lips, and two thin, cicada-wing-like blood blades, one gold and one red, danced agilely around her.

“Ice Seal Thousand Miles!”

Liu Qianru made the first move, and cold Qi surged, instantly freezing the arena floor with thick frost, as if the air itself was about to be frozen!

“Hehe… Junior Sister Liu has such a cold personality.”

Leng Rushuang let out a giggling laugh, her figure ethereal, easily dodging all attacks.

Yet, without hesitation, two blood blades struck Liu Qianru like lightning.

Fast! Devious! Ruthless!