Sword Rises in the Blue Lagoon, Why Are All the Sword Cultivation Families Older Than Old Six?

Two hours later, the two hundred geniuses recovered to their peak condition and began to draw lots to take the stage. Surrender was allowed in the arena battles. After the drawing was over, they looked at the arena numbers in their hands and stepped onto their respective stages.

Because of the battles in the first two rounds, many conflicts had arisen between forces and individuals. At the start of the arena battles, some people resorted to lethal moves, trying to kill their opponents with one blow, giving them no chance to surrender. However, those who could reach this stage were not ordinary people, so the battles were extremely fierce.

Xiao Chen drew a disciple from Thunder Emperor City. Unsurprisingly, he directly conceded upon entering the stage. Man Qian, Fang Yu, and Ji Ruxue also easily entered the top 100.

In the final challenge round, no one challenged the four of them. In this round, the disciples of Heavenly Sword Gate, who were responsible for causing trouble, showed no mercy when they encountered Dao Palace cultivators. Those from the two sides who met were either crippled or injured. The higher-ups from both sides also exchanged glances.

After this round, the Dao Palace elder said, "This round is over. Due to the great consumption in this round, the next round will be held one day later."

The geniuses below began to take pills and adjust their breathing. Because the time was too short, no one left the venue. One day later, the Dao Palace elder appeared and said loudly, "This round is the battle for the top 100. The participants are divided into ten groups, with ten people in each group. Each person will fight against the other nine in their group. Winning a match will earn one point. The top scorer in each group will advance to the top ten of this competition.

After the top ten are determined, they can accept challenges from the remaining ninety-one people, except for members of their own group. The successful challenger will replace the challenged person's ranking. After determining the top ten, they will advance to the next round."

As soon as the words fell, a young man on the cloud platform laughed and said, "Haha, interesting, interesting." As he spoke, he spat out grape seeds. Two beautiful women next to him were peeling grapes for him. Hearing the young man's words, they giggled and said, "What Young Master says is right. If Young Master says it's interesting, then it must be interesting." As she spoke, she fed the peeled grape into his mouth, and after moving his mouth a few times, he spat it out again. This person was Ye Qizhi. At some point, several sword masters from the Ye family also came to the competition venue, not far away.

At this moment, a voice came from below: "This fellow Daoist, it's okay to eat, but can you not spit randomly?"

The woman next to Ye Qizhi covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "Young Master, you just spat on someone's head."

Ye Qizhi also said somewhat awkwardly, "Fellow Daoist, don't blame me, I will pay attention."

That person glared at Ye Qizhi hatefully and said, "It's best not to have a next time."

At this time, the battle had already begun, watching the cultivators' blood boil. The two most focused people in this round were the Ancient Sacred Body and the Primordial Divine Body. Basically, every match was an overwhelming advantage. In the end, the top ten were determined: four from Canglan Palace, which was the highest proportion of the top ten in this competition, followed by two from Dao Palace, one from Thunder Emperor City, one from Taixu Palace, one from Myriad Beast Mountain, and one from Yanyang Valley. None from the remaining Heavenly Sword Gate, Star Hall, Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, and Nine Nether Palace.

At this time, Heavenly Sword Master overturned the table in front of him and said, "Dao Palace, just you wait!"

The disciple from Heavenly Sword Gate who was expected to enter the top ten was seriously injured by Dao Palace's Primordial Divine Body and was unable to fight anymore.

The Heavenly Mystery Master next to him said, "Heavenly Sword Master, please calm down. Isn't our Heavenly Mystery Pavilion the same as you?"

Heavenly Sword Master said, "Can't fellow Daoist see? My Heavenly Sword Gate disciple clearly had the strength to enter the top ten, but they almost crippled him."

Heavenly Mystery Master said, "Crippled is not the case. If your disciple had surrendered earlier, it wouldn't have been like this."

Heavenly Sword Master thought, "If I let my disciple surrender in advance, how can I stir things up next?"

In the conversation between the two, the Dao Palace elder in the field had already announced the end of this round.

The next day, the Dao Palace elder still announced: "The final round: the finals, the top ten of the competition, each of the ten people will have to fight against the other nine, and the ranking will be based on the number of wins."

Five battles began simultaneously on the arena. The cultivators on the cloud platform watched and discussed, talking about the disciples they favored. Ye Qiguang sat in one place on the cloud platform, quietly watching the battle scene in the void. He just liked to fight. He was born to fight in this life. Not far away, Ye Qiwu said, "Second Dog, how much chance do you think that Primordial Divine Body, Dao Yi, has against Xiao Chen?"

Second Dog's eyes rolled and said, "I think it's 40-60. That Primordial Divine Body's physique is no worse than Brother Chen's, and this person is also very simple. But the fighting will of the Ancient Sacred Body is unmatched."

Ye Qihao next to him said, "Second Dog makes some sense. Then let's see the real battle!"

An hour later, the Ancient Sacred Body battle Primordial Divine Body that all the cultivators were thinking about began.

On the arena, Dao Yi's white clothes fluttered, and a Primordial Divine Mark appeared on his brow. The void behind him cracked open, revealing the scene of the beginning of chaos. The clear air rose to become the sun, moon, and stars, and the turbid air sank to become mountains and rivers.

"Primordial without beginning, all laws return to the source." He whispered, condensing a wisp of Primordial Divine Light at his fingertips. Wherever it passed, the laws disintegrated, and the ground of the arena was silently annihilated.

Xiao Chen stood bare-chested, his muscles knotted like dragons, and dark golden runes appeared under his skin. The ground beneath his feet cracked open, and the sacred body phenomenon rose behind him. After the sea gave birth to the bright moon, the Immortal King descended to the nine heavens, and the Dao sound was ethereal.

"The sacred body is immortal, and the battle blood burns the sky!" He roared, wrapping his right fist with the aura of the wilderness, and hard-shaking the Primordial Divine Light.

The world trembled, and at the point where the divine light and the fist light collided, a void crack was torn open!

Dao Yi took three steps back, and the corners of Xiao Chen's mouth overflowed with blood, but his fist was not damaged at all.

"The physical body hard-connects the Primordial Divine Light... the Ancient Sacred Body is really domineering!" A holy land elder on the high platform lost his voice.

Dao Yi's eyes turned silvery white, offering his natal supernatural power,

Primordial Tribulation Finger: One finger cuts off time, and Xiao Chen's left arm visibly ages and withers!

Chaos Suppressing Realm: The second finger transforms into an ancient mountain phantom, as heavy as a star, pressing Xiao Chen's spine to burst!

Xiao Chen's eyes were blood red, and the battle blood in his body was boiling, and the origin of the holy body was completely activated

Six Paths of Reincarnation: Stepping on the arena to shatter, teleporting to Dao Yi behind him, the shadow of the fist is like a rainstorm, each hit with the power of collapsing mountains!

Sacred Blood Burning Soul: Burning essence blood, the aging left arm instantly recovered, backhand buckle Dao Yi's shoulder, raw tear a piece of flesh!

Between the two staggered, the aura of a hundred miles was emptied, the protective array outside the arena was uncertain.

Dao Yi stained white clothes, the primordial divine pattern suddenly lit up, low drink: "Xiao Chen, and see the real primordial domain!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth are upside down, Xiao Chen is dragged into a chaotic space, the sun and the moon stars are all virtual shadows, all laws return to silence.

In the primordial domain, Dao Yi incarnates as the master, raising his hand between the laws of the chain through Xiao Chen limbs, the primordial divine fire burns its divine soul: "The sacred body is ultimately a mortal body, how can it be the enemy of the origin of heaven and earth?"

Xiao Chen's seven orifices bleeding, but grinning madly: "You primordial divine body evolves all laws... but forgot the most primitive power!"

He actually took the initiative to shatter the three thousand holy bones in his body, in a self-destructive trend to urge the Ancient Sacred Body ultimate forbidden technique.

Burial Heaven Style: The broken holy bones turned into blood-colored runes, condensing a prehistoric altar in the void, forcibly sacrificing the primordial domain! The chaotic space collapsed inch by inch, and Dao Yi's divine soul was struck by lightning.

The two fell from the void back to the broken arena, Dao Yi barely condensed the Primordial Divine Sword to stab Xiao Chen's heart, but was Xiao Chen stuck with the ribs to hold the sword, backhand a punch to hit his dantian.

"Poof!"

Dao Yi spewed out golden blood containing the origin of the Divine Body, staggered to his knees, and the Primordial Phenomenon suddenly dissipated.