Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 275, The Five Supernovae

Although Bing Bufan’s strength was not as good as Wu Hai’s, his genius pride did not allow him to show weakness. Moreover, for some reason, he felt a faint blockage in his heart.

"You may now rest for a quarter of an hour. After that, any eliminated disciple can challenge any disciple who advanced to the second round. If victorious, they will take their place. Each person has three chances!"

The Grand Elder, Kong Qianren, stepped forward and slowly announced, his gaze carrying a hint of sharp intensity.

The first-round matches were grouped randomly and were essentially fair. However, some unlucky disciples were grouped with powerful ones or received special "attention" from them, so they stopped at the first round even though they could have advanced to the second round.

There were quite a few such disciples, so this was an opportunity for them!

The quarter of an hour passed quickly, with only a hundred arenas available. Thus, each round of challenges also involved a hundred matches.

As soon as the time was up, disciples couldn’t wait to jump onto the arenas, making the arenas the most coveted places for the moment.

In their view, the disciples who got on the arenas first would undoubtedly gain an edge, challenging the weak first without offending anyone!

Challenging each disciple naturally meant choosing a weaker one, increasing the chances of victory.

"I challenge Song Yun!"

"I challenge Zhao Yang!"

"I challenge..."

"..."

The disciples who were named had darkened faces, but they had to step forward to face the challenge. Being named clearly indicated they were the weakest among those who advanced to the second round.

Chu Ming looked around. The martial artists who had advanced to the second round numbered nine hundred in total, none of whom were weak. Even the weakest among them had combat strength between the True Dao Seventh Layer and True Dao Eighth Layer.

On arena number 16, Zhao Tianlei looked at his challenger with a grave expression. Although his combat strength was not weak, his challenger was also not a weakling, being ranked over four hundredth—Xu Zhen.

Xu Zhen had a rough face, a tall and robust build like an iron tower, with bulging eyes that occasionally flashed with a keen light. His aura was not inferior to Zhao Tianlei at all.

By rights, with his strength, he should not be challenging Zhao Tianlei, as Zhao Tianlei was not considered weak among the nine hundred disciples.

However, Xu Zhen and Zhao Tianlei had a history of grudges, having even fought fiercely before. Seeing Zhao Tianlei pass the first round, Xu Zhen was naturally unwilling to concede. With each disciple having three challenge opportunities, even if he lost, there would be no loss.

"Heh, Zhao Tianlei, I lost to you by half a move last time. This time, my Black Python Fist has reached Great Success. Let’s see how you defend yourself now!"

Xu Zhen sneered, revealing his stark white teeth, looking extremely intimidating. Coupled with the savage aura emanating from him, he resembled a ferocious beast.

"Last time I defeated you, and this time I can do the same!"

Zhao Tianlei’s eyes deepened as he said in a low voice.

"Since you’re so stubborn, then I’ll beat you until you beg for mercy!"

Xu Zhen’s eyes flashed with a tinge of blood, and with a furious look, he immediately clenched his right hand tightly and charged at Zhao Tianlei like a black gust of wind. The air was instantly crushed and exploded, creating a white shockwave that spread outward.

Bang!

Zhao Tianlei’s eyes seemed to flicker with purple lightning, and on the surface of his skin, countless streams of purple light moved. He had not spent the past two months in the Celestial Travel Sect in vain.

At this moment, his "Purple Light Infinite Skill" had been cultivated to the Sixth Layer. His body could summon three suns simultaneously, but that was his trump card, which he wouldn’t use unless absolutely necessary.

A flash of a purple fist, and Zhao Tianlei punched out simultaneously. There were no fancy moves, only boundless power.

A purple and a black fist clashed like two rays of aurora, colliding violently. The two lights intertwined and clashed continuously in the air, resembling brilliant fireworks, creating boundless waves of energy that spread out from the center of their clash.

The battle between these two also attracted the attention of many surrounding disciples. After all, their ranks within the Inner Sect were not low, showcasing a stalemate.

"Tsk tsk, this year’s Inner Sect competition is the strongest in twenty years. There are veterans like Mo Ling and Ning Fei vying for the top spots, and new stars like Chu Ming, Bai Hanyan, and Qi Long struggling to catch up. I’m already eager to see the final showdown!"

A disciple in the front row of the audience said excitedly.

The Five New Stars were the collective term for the five most formidable new disciples in this competition.

They were Chu Ming, Bai Hanyan, Qi Long, Liu Yidao, and Liu Wuyan!

Chu Ming, Bai Hanyan, and Qi Long need no further mention; all three were King Level disciples, a title enough to justify being called the Five New Stars.

Liu Yidao, on the other hand, was a veteran disciple in the Celestial Travel Sect. Typically staying low-key, he astonished everyone in the first-round eliminations by severely injuring the nineteenth-ranked Chu Ge in a single move, making a name for himself!

As for Liu Wuyan, also a veteran disciple, he was considered one of the Five New Stars due to an encounter a few days ago that significantly boosted his strength to a level where he could rival the Inner Sect’s champions.

"I wonder if this year’s competition can compare to the one during Elder Gu’s time."

The disciple next to him sighed with emotion.

"I don’t think so, unless someone as extraordinary as Elder Gu appears this time!"

That disciple shook his head lightly. Clearly, although this year’s competition was strong, it was still far behind the one during Ancient Sword Peak’s time.

Mo Ling couldn’t compare to Ancient Sword Peak, and Ning Fei couldn’t match her master Li Qinghan.

It’s worth noting that, during their first participation in the Inner Sect competition, both Ancient Sword Peak and Li Qinghan directly suppressed the top two contenders, and only after they became True Disciples did other geniuses have the opportunity to compete for the top two positions within the Inner Sect.

Their brilliance shone over twenty years of history for the Celestial Travel Sect.

Boom!

In arena number 16, Zhao Tianlei and Xu Zhen were evenly matched. Their fist shadows and forces enveloped the entire arena, making it look like a spectacle of purple and black lights.

After a collision, Zhao Tianlei retreated three steps with a dark expression. He had underestimated the difficulty of dealing with Xu Zhen. With Great Success in the Black Python Fist, Xu Zhen’s attack power increased by at least two levels. Left with no choice, Zhao Tianlei had to grit his teeth and use his trump card.

"Purple Light Infinite Skill!"

Bang

Three suns slowly rose behind Zhao Tianlei, resembling the morning glow, dyeing the air with a new color. Simultaneously, a majestic and overwhelming aura emanated from him.

The surrounding spiritual power was drawn into his body like a whale swallowing water, and in an instant, the spiritual power within a hundred meters turned to Void.

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