C53 Nine losses in a row (1/2)

Sixty thousand Ten Thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones, adding the four hundred thousand from before, Fang Chen now had a total of a hundred Ten Thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones, which was definitely a large amount of wealth.

Even if it was an elder of the Green Edge Sword Sect, he might not necessarily have so many Middle grade spirit stone.

Right now, Fang Chen had a lot of wealth that could cause one's hair to stand on end.

He had obtained a rank 1 cultivation technique from the Golden Wolf and two from the Black Fiend. There were a total of three low-grade cultivation techniques, a total of sixteen. If these were exchanged for spirit stones, it would be a huge number.

Fang Chen kept all of these things into his spatial ring, cleaned up the area, and then continued to rest.

On the second day, Fang Chen followed the large group of Green Edge Sword Sect and arrived at the Cyan Cloud Plaza.

Because of losing the competition, Seven Days Sect had long since returned to Seven Days Sect, they did not have the face to continue fighting.

So, there were only Green Edge Sword Sect and her disciples on the Cirrus House's plaza today.

”Master Qing Feng, this year's disciples of your Green Edge Sword Sect are not bad.” Liu Feng Zong Lord said while laughing.

”The disciples of your Liu Feng Zong s are also not bad.” Master Qing Feng politely said. Afterwards, the disciples of the two great sects all sat in their own areas.

To put it bluntly, Three Sects Martial Arts Competition was just a rank. Seven Days Sect had already been eliminated, only Liu Feng Zong and Liu Feng Zong were left.

After the referee announced this, the disciples from both sides began to step onto the stage one after another.

”Seize all ten matches!” This was what the Liu Feng Zong Lord had told the disciples before his departure.

After a while, the first match between the two started. The disciples of both sides started fighting without a word.

Bang Bang Bang...

The battle on the stage was very intense. The disciples of the two sides, from the beginning, were unable to do anything to each other, but after a while, the weakness of the disciples of Green Edge Sword Sect were exposed.

A moment later, the disciples of the Green Edge Sword Sect lost.

Green Edge Sword Sect lost the first match.

Next was the second round, the third round, the fourth round …

After an hour, the two sides had already gone through six matches. However, the result of these six matches was beyond everyone's expectations.

They had all lost, Green Edge Sword Sect had lost all six matches.

Originally, many warriors thought that with the strength of this year's disciples, although they could not defeat Liu Feng Zong, they would not be in such a miserable state.

The truth had ruthlessly slapped Green Edge Sword Sect in the face. The disciples of Liu Feng Zong were indeed much stronger than the disciples of Green Edge Sword Sect.

”All six matches lost.”

Beneath the stage, Fang Chen looked at the icicle that was about to ascend the stage with an extremely serious expression.

At this moment, Bing Ling was standing on the martial stage. His opponent was a wretched fatty. When this fatty saw Bing Ling, his eyes constantly focused on Bing Ling.

”I like this type of ice mountain beauty the most.” The fatty laughed sinisterly.

”Hmph.”

Bing Ling let out a cold snort. A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. In the next moment, the sword drew a strange arc in the air as it pierced towards Fatty.

”Windflow Fist.”

The fatty shouted in a low voice. There was no trace of fear on his face. He clenched his fists tightly, and all the strength in his body was focused on his fists.

A fist was suddenly thrown forward. Immediately, a fist glow appeared and ruthlessly collided with the sword aura.

Ka-cha …

The sword light dissipated and the speed of the fist was still very fast. Finally, under the stunned gazes of the crowd, it ruthlessly collided with Bing Ling's body.

Bang

With a loud bang, Bing Ling's delicate body was directly sent flying backwards.

Fang Chen's hands were nimble and quick. He pushed off the ground with the tip of his feet and leapt out, grabbing onto the icicle that was flying down.

”Sister Bing Ling, are you alright?” Fang Chen asked.

”I'm fine.”

Bing Ling's face did not look good. Adding the fact that she had lost the match, there was a hint of worry on her face.

The Liu Feng Zong's disciples had won seven consecutive matches, causing the Liu Feng Zong Master to be filled with smiles. On the contrary, the Master Qing Feng's expression was solemn.

The strongest disciples of the Liu Feng Zong, Ye Zi and Pang Jin had not come up. Once the two of them came up, even if it was Du Zhong or Fang Chen, they would not be able to stop them.

”Do we really have to lose all ten matches?” Master Qing Feng said in a low voice.

The eighth match, was Baili Ming. After a fierce battle, Baili Ming still lost to the Liu Feng Zong's disciple.

When Baili Ming lost the competition, the entire plaza was in an uproar. Countless warriors had their eyes burning with passion.

The first eight matches didn't look good at all. It was a one-sided battle.

The following matches would be a showdown between the strong and the weak. It would definitely be the most exciting battle of all.

”I wonder who will be fighting in Green Edge Sword Sect next?” A disciple asked in a soft voice.

”I think Fang Chen will go up, and Du Zhong will probably come out as the champion, right?” Another disciple said.

At this time, in the Liu Feng Zong area, Ye Zi's ice-cold eyes swept over Fang Chen, and then looked at Pang Jin who was beside him.

”Senior brother Pang Jin, I will have to trouble you to take the stage for the next match.” Ye Zi said in a low voice.

Pang Jin nodded, he understood that Ye Zi did not want to fight with him, so it was Ye Zi who should not be bothered to fight with him.

”Hehe, kid, I will make you beg for death.” Pang Jin laughed sinisterly, and then walked up the stage.

At this time, in the Green Edge Sword Sect area, just as Fang Chen was about to go up the stage, he suddenly realised that the one who was going up the stage was Pang Jin.

He glanced at the aloof Ye Zi, then the corner of his mouth rose, revealing a complicated smile, and turned to look at Du Zhong.

”Senior Brother Du Zhong …”

Before Fang Chen could finish, Du Zhong understood what he meant.