4641. Chapter 4641 Qiantian’s Challenge
Chapter 4641 Qian Tian's Challenge
"The Saintess of Huanzhen wins!"
The voice of the second elder resounded inside and outside Zishan, containing a sense of shock.
Wow!
The whole audience was in an uproar. No one expected that the Saint Xuhuai would lose to the Saintess of Huanzhen.
He was the first in the last Zishan Sword Contest!
Defeating the first in the previous session with the realm of the original God Emperor was something that had never happened in the history of the Zishan Sword Contest.
The Saintess of Huanzhen created a record!
Her momentum overwhelmed Lin Chen and the Saintess of Mingye.
Those disciples who admired her shouted for her, and many people already regarded her as the first in this Zishan Sword Contest.
The Saintess of Mingye felt particularly harsh when he heard it, and said coldly: "Who else can be the first but me?"
"Alas!"
The Saintess of Wanjian and Chongtian looked at each other and sighed.
The top three in the last Zishan Sword Contest all failed.
When the sword fight started, who could have imagined that the first place in this Purple Mountain Sword Fight would be won by two sons of the original God Emperor and one Void God Emperor?
"How could the Heaven Sword Saint and the Illusion Saint defeat the Void Saint? Why didn't I understand?" Yunfeng Saint asked puzzledly.
In fact, it was not just him. Most of the saints and disciples could not figure it out, otherwise how could they be so shocked?
"The sword illusion she performed at the end was not only mysterious and unpredictable, but also extremely powerful. I only glimpsed a little bit of it and failed to understand it all." Lin Chen said after a moment of hesitation.
"..."
Yunfeng Saint opened his mouth and wanted to say something but couldn't say anything.
"It's time for me to have a fight too."
Seeing the Illusion Saint and the Illusion Saint leave the sword stage one after another, Lin Chen walked out calmly and stepped onto the sword stage.
The opponent he challenged was the Li Yuan Saint!
As expected, he won.
Everyone was not surprised by this. They thought that if Lin Chen could defeat the Saint of Killing, then it was normal for him to defeat the Saint of Li Yuan.
After returning from the sword stage, Lin Chen sat down to think.
He still had four opponents, namely the Saint of Huanzhen, the Saint of Mingye, the Saint of Xuhuai and the Saint of Qiantian.
Although the Saint of Xuhuai lost to the Saint of Huanzhen and the Saint of Mingye respectively, their strength was unquestionable. Lin Chen told himself not to relax at all.
The Saint of Yunfeng came on stage again and challenged the Saint of Yanqing, and finally won.
The Saint of Wanjian and the Saint of Xingfa also came on stage one after another, but everyone was not interested and felt that there was nothing to watch compared with the competition between the Saint of Huanzhen and the Saint of Xuhuai.
Therefore, everyone was looking forward to the Saint of Huanzhen, the Saint of Mingye and Lin Chen.
On the eleventh day of the finals, the competition in the morning was listless, but fortunately, there was a wonderful competition in the afternoon.
The Saint of Mingye challenged the Saint of Killing!
When they stood at both ends of the sword platform and faced each other from a distance, a discussion sounded inside and outside Zishan.
"I wonder if the Son of Dark Night can defeat the Son of Killing? If he can win, then he can fight with the Son of Heavenly Sword. Otherwise, he will not only lose the qualification to compete for the first place, but also be in danger of entering the top three."
"It's hard to say. Although the Son of Killing lost to the Son of Heavenly Sword, he is definitely a strong one among the sons. It may not be easy for the Son of Dark Night to defeat him."
"Have you noticed that the pressure on the Son of Killing is a bit high? If he wins, it's okay, and there is hope to keep the top three position. If he loses, he will not only become a stepping stone for the Son of Dark Night, but also face more and more doubts."
...
The Son of Yunfeng listened to the various discussions and asked in a voice transmission: "Son of Heavenly Sword, you have defeated the Son of Killing and know his specific strength. Do you think he can defeat the Son of Dark Night?"
Lin Chen replied without hesitation: "I'm afraid not."
"No way?"
The Son of Yunfeng looked at Lin Chen in surprise, a little unbelievable.
But after a cup of tea, he no longer had any doubts, because he saw with his own eyes that the Son of Slaughter was defeated by the sword of the Son of Dark Night.
Bang!
The sword platform made a muffled sound, and the Son of Slaughter flew down from the sky. There were more than a dozen sword marks on his gorgeous blood-stained clothes, his neat hair was scattered, and his face turned red and then white, showing his embarrassment.
Wow!
Everyone was shocked again and lost their voices.
"Is the Saint of the Dark Night so strong? If he can defeat the Saint of the Slayer, then can he compete with the Saint of the Heavenly Sword?"
"No way, in the past, at most one demon-level Saint appeared in each Purple Mountain Sword Contest, and sometimes even none. Who would have thought that three would appear at once this time?"
"Haha, that being said, don't you think that such a Purple Mountain Sword Contest is more interesting? Besides, isn't the purpose of our sect holding the Purple Mountain Sword Contest to explore the potential of the Saints?"
...
"Slayer, you have made great progress. Your performance just now was more exciting than the contest with the Saint of the Heavenly Sword. Unfortunately, it is still a little worse than mine." The Saint of the Dark Night said in a cold tone.
"You won, I lost, there is nothing to say."
The Saint of the Slayer frowned and stood up in pain. After saying this, he walked out of the sword platform.
Seeing that his attitude towards him and Lin Chen was completely different, the Saint of Mingye turned colder, and then he said to Saint Xuhuai: "Xuhuai, I will challenge you when I recover to my peak state."
"I am always at your service."
After Saint Xuhuai responded with this sentence, he closed his eyes and rested.
Seeing that he was also indifferent to him, the face of the Saint of Mingye became even colder. He flicked his sleeves, stepped on a blood cloud, left the sword platform, and went down to adjust his breath.
"He actually won?"
The Saint of Yunfeng was shocked, and then he retracted his gaze and looked at Lin Chen with a look of prostration.
"As you can see." Lin Chen smiled.
Just as he was talking to the Saint of Yunfeng, the scene that had gradually calmed down suddenly became lively again.
"Is the Saint of Qiantian on the stage?"
"Everyone, who will he challenge? Saint Maiden Huanzhen? Saint of Tianjian? Or Saint of Xuhuai?"
"Saint of Xuhuai has lost the qualification to compete for the first place, while Saint Maiden Huanzhen and Saint of Tianjian have not, so I still hope to see Saint of Qiantian challenge them both."
...
Lin Chen and Saint of Yunfeng looked at each other, and looked at the sword platform at the same time. As expected, they saw the handsome and graceful Saint of Qiantian on it.
He stood tall and straight, with a warm smile. He first bowed to the elders and others, then looked at everyone, and his eyes fell on Lin Chen.
"Son of Heavenly Sword, are you interested in a match with me?"
Looking at his jade-like face, Lin Chen nodded, said "OK", and stood up and walked out.
The sword flashed and disappeared in front of Son of Yunfeng. When he appeared again, he was on the sword stage, opposite Son of Qiantian.
Son of Qiantian smiled and said, "When I first met you, I never thought that you could have such a wonderful performance."
He didn't expect Lin Chen to make it to the semi-finals and finals, let alone defeating Son of Slaughter and becoming his challenge goal, which made him feel so much pressure.
Now thinking back on everything, Son of Qiantian felt incredible. How could there be such a powerful genius of the Void God Emperor in this world?
