Strongest Replication

Zhang Renyuan's vague explanation made Xia Luoxing look at Chu Zhongtian. This was the first time he had paid attention to him.    

    

After a careful look, Xia Luoxing found that the good-looking Chu Zhongtian didn't seem to be a threat at all. He didn't look like an expert who could hurt Zhang Renyuan at all.    

    

However, the fact that he could defeat Guo Zhaolee, who was ranked tenth, was enough to show that he was extraordinary. Chu Zhongtian had left a deep impression on Xia Luoxing.    

    

Having been noticed by Xia Luoxing for some reason, the doubt in Chu Zhongtian's heart became even stronger. However, it was his turn to participate in the next match. Therefore, he temporarily gave up on pursuing the reason of Xia Luoxing paying attention to him. Instead, he focused on preparing for the match.    

    

After using the movement technique to jump onto the Arena, Chu Zhongtian looked at Zhao Qing, who was also casting the movement technique, but her posture was much more beautiful than his. She slowly landed on the Arena.    

    

Zhao Qing, 18 years old, came from the Great Ming Royal Dynasty's seventh-grade family Zhao family. She was the only female disciple amongst the Outer Sect's top ten disciples, and she had a low grade Sixth Grade Cultivation Talent and a Half-step Qi Transforming Period cultivation base. Her strength had reached the high level of the Qi Transforming Period, and she was good at using soft swords and using sinister and cunning means of attack. She was ranked fifth among the disciples of the Outer Sect.    

    

After the information of Zhao Qing flashed in his mind, Chu Zhongtian raised his vigilance and greeted, "Senior Sister Zhao, hello!"    

    

"Junior Brother Chu, since you are able to break into the Ranking Competition with the strength of an Eighth Layer Peak of the Body Refining Period, your talent and potential are excellent!"    

    

"You are able to defeat Guo Zhaolee and Zhang Renyuan with the strength of an Eighth Layer Peak of the Body Refining Period. Your strength makes me afraid. So, in the following matches, you have to let me win. Don't let me lose too badly!"    

    

"After all, I am the only girl!" Reaching out her hand to pick up the hair in front of her forehead, Zhao Qing mischievously said.    

    

"Senior Sister Zhao, stop joking!" Shaking his head, Chu Zhongtian also said jokingly.    

    

"As a girl, you are ranked fifth among the top ten disciples of Outer Sect. Your strength must not be underestimated. So, I would like to ask you to show mercy in the following matches so that I won't lose too badly. "    

    

Chu Zhongtian, who had experienced the baptism of the Internet before his transmigration, was better at talking than the people present. Even the strongest Jiao Enjun was not as good as him.    

    

"Junior brother, you are really eloquent!" Chu Zhongtian's teasing made Zhao Qing raise her vigilance, but at the same time, she became abnormally excited. She could not help but want to exchange words with Chu Zhongtian.    

    

Zhao Qing was happy, but Dongfang Yun'er and Zhang Qian, who were standing under the Arena, were unhappy!    

    

Dongfang Yun'er looked at the two people who were enthusiastically talking, and her face revealed an unhappy expression. Zhang Qian even could not help but want to remind Chu Zhongtian that Dongfang Yun'er and him were still standing under the arena and that he should not show too much intimacy with other women.    

    

Actually, not only Dongfang Yun'er and Zhang Qian could not tolerate their words, Zhong Faqin, who was in charge of the competition, also had the same attitude.    

    

Looking at Zhao Qing and Chu Zhongtian who were in heated discussion, he could not help but frown and cough lightly before announcing the start of the competition.    

    

"Draw A Snake Out Of Its Hole!"    

    

"Snatch Millet in the Fire! '"    

    

Zhao Qing and Chu Zhongtian, who were in the middle of a heated discussion, had just announced the start of the match when they simultaneously used their martial skills and movement technique to attack each other.    

    

Zhao Qing and Chu Zhongtian's actions stunned everyone on the scene. Because they did not expect that the two people who seemed to have gotten along with each other and were in the middle of a heated discussion would suddenly change their faces, as if they had a tacit understanding.    

    

The originally flexible sword in Zhao Qing's hand was like a poisonous snake, flexible and hard, soft and sharp. The tip of the soft sword suddenly wrapped around the steel knife when it was about to collide with the Natal Spirit Blade.    

    

After that, the tip of the soft sword was like a poisonous snake that had its prey wrapped around it. It bit towards Chu Zhongtian's left hand that was holding the sword.    

    

Chu Zhongtian had not only read about flexible swords in movies and books before he transmigrated, but he had also played with them before, so he understood their characteristics very well.    

    

Therefore, after the flexible sword wrapped around the Natal Spirit Blade, Chu Zhongtian hurriedly activated the spiritual power in his natal spiritual power, and then used his left hand, which was holding the sword hilt, to lift it up with all his strength. The tip of the sword, which was originally like a poisonous snake, seemed to have lost its power. The tip of the sword that was biting towards Chu Zhongtian's left hand was violently stopped.    

    

At the same time, the attribute energy contained in the Natal Spirit Blade completely erupted and shook away the soft sword that was wrapped around the blade.    

    

Although the exchange between them just now was very short, the two of them had already exchanged several moves. The process was quite dangerous.    

    

"Junior Brother Chu, you are too cunning. You actually dared to sneak attack me. If it wasn't for the fact that I have some strength, I'm afraid I would have been injured by your steel knife." The soft sword was blasted away by the explosive force of the attribute, causing it to suffer some damage.    

    

In order to prevent the soft sword from being destroyed, Zhao Qing quickly used the movement technique to retreat.    

    

At this moment, she deeply experienced what Zhang Renyuan had said. "Only when you fought with Chu Zhongtian would you know how terrifying he is!"    

    

She did not expect that Chu Zhongtian, who had mastered the attribute power beforehand, would have such a powerful attack.    

    

Zhao Qing was not Zhang Renyuan. The soft sword in her hand was not a Natal Spirit Sword, so the damage to the soft sword did not affect her strength. When she was retreating, she began to use words to exchange blows, hoping that this could make Chu Zhongtian stop temporarily.    

    

Unfortunately, she underestimated Chu Zhongtian's composure. Perhaps she underestimated the viciousness in his heart. Because in his eyes, as long as they fought, there was only the distinction between enemies and friends.    

    

Seizing the opportunity to use his attribute power to force Zhao Qing to retreat, Chu Zhongtian was not affected by Zhao Qing's words at all. He held the Natal Spirit Blade in his hand and continued to chase after her.    

    

"Junior Brother Chu, do you really have the heart to be ruthless to a girl?"    

    

Zhao Qing, who was angry from embarrassment, saw that not only was Chu Zhongtian not affected by her words, but he also increased his strength when he attacked. She used the movement technique to dodge as she cursed.    

    

"You really are a heartless bastard. I curse you that no woman in your generation will like you!"    

    

"Senior sister, you are not qualified to judge me whether I am heartless or not." The Sun-scorching Slash forced Zhao Qing to retreat in the path she was dodging. At the same time, Chu Zhongtian continued to provoke her with a teasing tone.    

    

"Do you want me to have this qualification?" After using the special attack of the soft sword to neutralize Chu Zhongtian's Sun-scorching, Zhao Qing seemed to have forgotten the angry matter of the soft sword being damaged. Her tone was shy as she confessed.