Nine Yang Sword God

When Chen Chang He appeared, the Third Elder's right fist slammed into his left palm, and he almost jumped out of his chair in excitement.    

    

Gong Qingteng did not care that much. After opening his eyes and seeing Chen Chang Xu, he immediately shouted: "Hahahaha! My boss is back! That old Daoist naughty guy really had some skills. That incantation was really good! "When I get back, I'll put a gold border on that old thing's stall!"    

    

Linghu Xiange also let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes turning slightly red.    

    

Linghu Wan Ge released his perspiring little hand and stared at Chen Chang He without blinking.    

    

As long as Chen Changsheng came back, even if he lost this battle, he could still enter the Hidden Dragon Gate with her and fight for the world.    

    

Pei Xing looked at Chen Chang He who was walking in from afar and said: "Brat, I thought you wouldn't be able to fight. To be honest, rather than getting beaten up by me, you might as well not fight at all. "    

    

Carrying a long sword, Chen Chang He walked slowly over with a smile on his face. "But I'm already here, the arrow that shoots out from the bow and the water that comes out, I can't take it back, can I?"    

    

Pei Xing clenched his fist and said, "So, I'm afraid you'll have to endure some pain. Believe me, I'll give you a quick death. I'll make sure you'll lose your life in just one breath's time."    

    

Because in the tournament, there was always a pair of evenly matched opponents. If both of them continued to exhaust themselves, who knew when the match would end? Thus, during the finals, there would be a white circle drawn around the martial field. Whoever was pushed out of the white circle would be defeated.    

    

The white line that Pei Xing was referring to was the white circle that represented the outcome of the battle.    

    

Chen Chang He swept his gaze across the white circle, and then laughed: "Since you have such a kind heart, it would not be good if I were to be too vicious. "How about this, I promise you that I will throw you out of the white line within one breath's time. I definitely won't let you suffer for too long."    

    

Pei Xing narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Are you serious?"    

    

Chen Changgui smiled and said, "It can't be more real."    

    

"Very good."    

    

Pei Xing gritted his teeth, but a cruel smile appeared on his face as he said, "A mere 2nd level Spirit Severing cultivator dares to speak such arrogant words …" Then let's see how you can throw me out of the white line! "    

    

With that, Pei Xing suddenly rushed towards Chen Chang He like a tiger, his speed reaching his limit and power reaching his limit.    

    

Pei Xing was a fourth level spirit realm cultivator, so he did not think much of Chen Chang He, because Chen Chang He was only at the second level of the spirit realm.    

    

However, if Chen Changyu's strength was really the same as his cultivation realm, it would be difficult for him to enter the finals.    

    

Chen Chang He could only take a deep breath, then suddenly spat out the Qi in his chest, at the same time, his right hand shot out like a torrent.    

    

Boom!    

    

Pei Xing was arrogant and thought that he could defeat Chen Chang He easily, so he did not use his weapon, but only used his right palm.    

    

Chen Chang He's fist fiercely collided with Pei Xing's right palm.    

    

Hearing a loud noise, the people had thought that Chen Chang He would definitely be defeated, after all, there was a difference of two levels between the two of them, but unexpectedly, something shocking happened.    

    

The second level and fourth level spirit realm clashed, and with a loud bang, the fourth level actually broke apart and flew away like a kite with its string cut.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Pei Xing's body flew out of the white line. Even if he had realized that he had been careless, it would have been too late. He had been defeated.    

    

Chen Chang He had said that he would be defeated in a breath's time, but he was actually defeated.    

    

Before the crowd had the chance to anticipate this battle, it had already ended.    

    

Everyone stared at him in shock, all of them staring at Chen Chang He who was standing on the stage.    

    

"This... This battle is too fast! "    

    

"I can't even use a single move for a single breath …"    

    

"More importantly, he's only at the second level of the spirit realm. To think that he could so easily defeat a fourth level spirit realm cultivator …"    

    

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable."    

    

Amongst the crowd, Gong Qingteng abruptly jumped up from the ground and said, "Ha! I knew boss would win without a doubt! A second level spirit realm cultivator defeating a fourth level spirit realm cultivator in a single punch, who else could do it other than the boss? "    

    

Linghu Xiange's eyes were filled with joy as well. She said, "Chang'e won this battle so easily and she has already entered the top 150. This ranking is already very high."    

    

Although Chen Chang He was ranked in the top 50 of the Independent Heavenly Bridge, the Independent Heavenly Bridge tested one's overall strength, and the final test tested one's combat abilities.    

    

From ancient times until now, there had never been a cultivator at the 2nd level of the Spirit Reaching Realm who could enter the top 100 of the finals.    

    

With regards to Chen Chang He's performance, the big masters on the stage also raised their eyebrows in interest.