Chapter 89: Sword Heart is Clear, Liu Qianru is in Danger

Boom!

The force of the punch collided violently with a pitch-black short blade!

A terrifying explosion erupted from the point of impact.

The protective barrier at the edge of the arena nearly collapsed, and one must know that this barrier could withstand attacks from a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator!

With shock in her eyes, City Lord Bai Bing had no choice but to increase the Spiritual Qi input into the protective barrier.

When the explosion ended, Zhou Chen was also sent back three steps by the powerful impact, his Qi and blood surging.

He could feel that the previous strike was definitely a terrifying power that surpassed the Core Formation level!

However, just as Zhou Chen's Battle Intent soared and he was about to end his warm-up and go all out, that dangerous aura suddenly vanished.

Han Li's figure slowly materialized ten zhang away from Zhou Chen.

His face was slightly pale, his aura a bit chaotic, and he looked at Zhou Chen with complex eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou's strength is unfathomable. I concede."

After speaking, he decisively crushed the teleportation jade talisman, and his figure instantly disappeared, a subtle curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Only Zhou Chen remained on the arena.

He looked at the spot where Han Li had disappeared, his brows slightly furrowed.

This guy hid too deeply; he clearly hadn't used his full strength.

That mysterious small bottle… Zhou Chen couldn't intercept it now, but this person was worth noting.

As Han Li conceded, the referee announced Zhou Chen as the winner.

The audience was in an uproar, many feeling that the Disciple from Huangfeng Valley was too cautious, and the battle ended abruptly, not enough to watch at all.

The second match: Jian Wuxin versus Void Realm.

Two individuals with completely different fighting styles: one was extreme offense, the other extreme defense.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Jian, please!"

Void Realm clasped his hands together, and the golden light around him instantly became as dense as a physical substance, his Immovable Wisdom King Body pushed to its limit.

"Please."

Jian Wuxin was expressionless, merely slowly drawing his sword.

The moment the sword left its scabbard, it was as if only that cold gleam remained between heaven and earth!

Buzz!

Jian Wuxin transformed into a startling rainbow, disregarding spatial distance, and thrust directly at Void Realm!

"Immovable Wisdom King Seal!"

Monk Void Realm roared, his stout body standing unmoving, and a giant golden "卍" character Buddhist seal condensed in front of him!

Clang!!!

The long sword pierced the center of the Buddhist seal, emitting a deafening clang of metal!

A violent energy storm swept across the arena, and the protective light barrier trembled violently!

Void Realm's face flushed red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his plump body trembled slightly, pouring all his strength into defense.

Jian Wuxin's eyes remained cold, and a faint sweat appeared on his forehead.

Void Realm's golden body was like a turtle shell, far exceeding Jian Wuxin's expectations.

Jian Wuxin did not get discouraged; a terrifying Sword Intent suddenly erupted!

The Spiritual Qi around the arena suddenly became violent, rapidly condensing into a terrifying Spiritual Qi greatsword that slashed fiercely towards Monk Void Realm.

Sword Heart Transcendent!

Rumble!!!

Three breaths!

Five breaths!

Crack!

A faint sound of cracking was heard; a tiny crack finally appeared in the golden Buddhist seal in front of Void Realm!

Whoosh!

The sword light instantly passed through the Buddhist seal, cutting a long gash in Void Realm's kasaya across his chest, and a trickle of blood seeped out.

The immense recoil also caused Jian Wuxin's Qi and blood to churn, forcing him to retract his sword and retreat.

Void Realm looked down at the sword mark on his chest, then looked up at Jian Wuxin, who had re-established his stance, his usual playful expression gone, and sighed.

The Ten Thousand Sects Tournament was not a battle to the death. Although he had the Immovable Wisdom King Body and was not severely injured, he was clearly one move behind.

Rather than fighting to the death, it was better to preserve his condition to contend for other rankings.

Thinking this, Void Realm clasped his hands together and said,

"Benefactor Jian's Sword Dao is divine; this humble monk admits inferiority. I concede this round."

With that, the golden light retracted, and he crushed the jade talisman to teleport away.

This battle ended too quickly!

However, Void Realm also displayed a terrifying defensive power far beyond common understanding, earning Tianlong Temple considerable prestige.

After all, not everyone could withstand Jian Wuxin's full-strength attack.

The third match: Xue Wuhen versus Liu Qianru.

When the match numbers lit up, the hearts of the other Wenxian Sect Disciples tightened.

"Senior Sister Liu, please be careful. If you can't, just concede."

One Disciple couldn't help but offer a reminder.

Zhou Chen frowned but said nothing.

On the arena.

"Hmph, woman. Concede early, or die!"

Xue Wuhen's cold voice came, his disdain undisguised.

"Never!"

Liu Qianru pressed her lips together tightly, her eyes cold.

"Frost Condensation!"

Without unnecessary words, the long sword in her hand spat out cold light, directly unleashing her strongest attack!

Sharp Sword Qi, carrying bone-chilling cold, swept towards Xue Wuhen.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Xue Wuhen let out a sneer.

Facing the surging attack, Xue Wuhen surprisingly did not dodge.

The Mystic Heaven Demon Body was activated with a roar, Devilish Qi surged around him, condensing into a layer of dark red blood armor.

The next moment, Xue Wuhen took a step forward!

Boom!!

A blood claw, carrying monstrous Evil Qi, easily tore through the ice Sword Qi.

The terrifying blood claw continued its momentum, slamming heavily onto Liu Qianru's defensive ice wall!

Crack!

The ice wall shattered in response!

Liu Qianru's pretty face changed drastically; she hastily held her sword horizontally to block.

Bang!!

Liu Qianru was struck as if by lightning, flying backward heavily!

However, a fierce glint flashed in Xue Wuhen's eyes.

"Mystic Heaven Blood Demon Claw!"

An even more terrifying and massive blood claw slammed towards Liu Qianru in the air!

"Senior Sister!"

"Qianru!"

Startled and angry shouts came from the Wenxian Sect's direction!

Zhou Chen instantly stood up, an unprecedented killing intent bursting from his eyes!

Elder Li Qingxuan was even more furious, about to forcibly intervene!

At the critical moment!

Buzz!

The arena's Restriction glowed brightly!

A gentle energy instantly enveloped Liu Qianru, carrying her away from the arena.

At the crucial moment, Liu Qianru crushed her teleportation token.

Pfft—!

Liu Qianru spat out another large mouthful of fresh blood, her aura extremely weak, and she directly fainted!

Elder Li Qingxuan caught her and immediately began to treat her.

"Trash."

Xue Wuhen coldly retracted his blood claw, indifferently sweeping his gaze over the Wenxian Sect crowd, his eyes finally landing on Zhou Chen, full of provocation.

Facing Xue Wuhen's provocation, Zhou Chen was expressionless, but his eyes were filled with indifference.

"Next match, Xue Wuhen versus Zhou Chen."

After several rounds of matches concluded, the referee began to announce that the highly anticipated championship battle had finally begun.

Zhou Chen took a step, his figure appearing like a ghost in the center of the arena.

"You're very good."

Zhou Chen's voice was not loud, but it carried an bone-chilling coldness.

"Hmph, Zhou Chen, I've finally been waiting for you. I'll let you know who the number one Genius in the Southern Region is! Is that woman your lover? Don't worry, after I deal with you, she'll go down to accompany you too!"

Xue Wuhen licked his lips, his voice hoarse and cruel.

"Match start!"

Without any probing, the battle instantly erupted!

Boom!!!

Zhou Chen moved, and the white jade ground beneath his feet exploded!

"Taiyi Golden Light Step"!

A golden lightning bolt instantly rushed to Xue Wuhen's front!

Too fast!

What level of movement technique was this?!

Xue Wuhen's pupils sharply contracted!

Feeling the destructive power contained in the punch, Xue Wuhen let out a sharp roar!