C52 (1/2)

On the second day, before Ye Xingchen could go to the Astral River Plaza, he suddenly heard a piece of news.

It was the Bai Family announcing that Bai Xiaoyue had conceded in the second round.

In fact, everyone could imagine that in yesterday's match, Bai Xiaoyue had been injured by Ye Xingchen, and had suffered heavy internal injuries. Furthermore, since he had used the Forbidden Techniques, he couldn't even use force within three months, so admitting defeat on his own accord was within reason.

After all, they had not paid much attention to Chen Xuetu from the beginning. This time, the final match was actually Chen Xuetu, a nameless youngster competing with Ye Xingchen, which made everyone more curious, what kind of person was Chen Xuetu?

Very quickly, was announced to the outside world that he was a distant relative of their Bai Family and could be considered a member of them.

With this, everyone's doubts were dispelled. The next step was to wait for the start of tomorrow's great battle.

Hearing these words, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but laugh. He knew that Chen Xuetu's background wasn't that simple, and he could feel a trace of danger from Chen Xuetu's body.

Ye Xingchen returned to his room and entered the Martial God Realm.

The pressure that Chen Xuetu was giving him was very strong. If there were no surprises, Chen Xuetu should have already broken through to the Congenital Stage.

Ye Xingchen was only at the late stage of the Postnatal Stage and was about to step into the Peak of Lesser Heaven Stage.

”Since I am able to cultivate the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form, I might as well train for a bit. If I have the time to speed up, one day and one night is equivalent to ten days and ten nights.” Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.

Soon after, a large amount of information regarding the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations appeared in Ye Xingchen's mind.

”The Divine Dragon Nine Transformations was created with the blood and sweat of my life. Its power is unimaginable and no one has ever been able to cultivate all nine transformations. I have only managed to learn seven.”

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen took a deep breath. Sword Saint Jian Jingtian had only cultivated the seventh form, and he could already travel unhindered through the ancient times. Ye Xingchen didn't dare imagine it.

However, Ye Xingchen did not bite off more than he could chew, he was only carefully observing the first change.

”Those who cultivate the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations must obtain my inheritance of the Sword Intent, and they must also comprehend their own martial arts, otherwise, they will lose themselves in cultivation.”

”Once the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations is used, his entire being is like a real dragon, soaring through the sky and taking the enemy's head and distance of a thousand miles.”

Ye Xingchen read the introduction carefully. These were all words that the Sword Saint Jian Jingtian had written for his descendants.

After reading all of these, Ye Xingchen looked at the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form.

”Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form, the dantian's Spiritual Strength, gather above the sword, and then compress. Inherited Sword Intent, support …”

”This Divine Dragon Nine Transformations is indeed incomparably profound. Just the first form alone is something that I have already felt was extremely difficult to cultivate.” Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.

Very quickly, Ye Xingchen finished looking at the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form, and then he started to cultivate.

The information of the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form kept flashing through his mind as a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

”Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form.” Ye Xingchen bellowed, the sword in his hand suddenly spun, and suddenly, the sky that was clear for thousands of miles suddenly became gloomy, the sound of thunder exploded, and Ye Xingchen's entire person seemed to have become a completely different person.

The Spiritual Strength in his dantian slowly gathered onto the longsword in his right hand through the meridians in his entire body, while his dantian was frantically revolving.

Finally, the entire Spiritual Strength in his dantian gathered onto the sword in his right hand, and was compressed onto the tip of the sword. When the Spiritual Strength on the sword had reached an extremely dense level, suddenly, Ye Xingchen's figure moved.

And at this moment, Ye Xingchen's body suddenly erupted with the Sword Saint Jian Jingtian's inheritance Sword Intent, and instantly entered into the long sword.

When the passed down Sword Intent entered the long sword, and converged with the Spiritual Strength, the aura on the sword became even more terrifying, and Ye Xingchen's aura also climbed to the extreme.

”Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form.”

Ye Xingchen shouted as he continuously waved the sword in his hand in the air. In an instant, streams of energy sword images appeared in the air, the sword images interweaving together, looking like a young dragon.

However, Ye Xingchen knew that this was not a giant dragon at all, but only a wrinkled dragon that looked like a little dragon.

Seeing that, Ye Xingchen nodded his head happily. Having the appearance of a creased dragon, it meant that the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations First Form had some foundation.

”Go.” Ye Xingchen suddenly waved the sword in his hand, slashing towards the Void Sword Shadow.

And just at this time, the sword in Ye Xingchen's hand suddenly could not handle the pressure of the inheritance Sword Intent, and started shattering non-stop.

”Damn it, this black iron weapon cannot withstand the pressure of the inheritance Sword Intent.” Seeing that, Ye Xingchen cursed, but he was already too late to stop.

Ye Xingchen could only continue waving his sword, in an instant, the Void Sword Shadow shot out to the distance.

BOOM! With a sound, an extremely huge crater was created on the distant ground, and the longsword in Ye Xingchen's hand instantly shattered as well.