Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 1940: Just one move!

There are quite a few people who have reached the fifth level of the Outer World Realm.

In the end, the number of applicants was as much as Sixuan expected, with as many as two thousand people!

On the second day, the Excalibur Competition officially begins!

Overnight, a large island appeared next to the square.

The whole island is like a giant reef, with a radius of dozens of miles.

At this time, hundreds of arenas appeared on the island.

More than two thousand disciples participating in the Divine Sword Competition are gathered here.

The rules of this divine sword competition are also extremely simple.

Draw lots and then face off against each other.

Until one party is knocked off the ring, or voluntarily admits defeat, or dies!

There are only a hundred seats in the arena, but there are thousands of groups competing.

Therefore, it is often in a ring, the fight has just finished, and the blood has not dried yet.

Then two more people went up to confront the enemy, and the battle was extremely intensive.

Every competition is short, fierce and cruel.

The wealth is exciting and the huge rewards make everyone a little crazy.

After all, not everyone has opportunities like Ye Xinghe's.

He may not even appreciate the current fifth-grade magical powers.

Some disciples may not be able to obtain a fifth-grade magical power even after they have been practicing for a hundred years.

In fact, I never even had the chance!

This is really unfair.

But on the road to immortality, there is no fairness at all!

In just the first morning's battle, many people were seriously injured or even died.

The pools of blood were shocking.

At this time, thousands of meters away, on the square in front of the main hall at the top of the Shenjian Sect's main peak.

Chu Qingqiu and others were standing here.

Under their gaze, on the huge stone island, there were hundreds of arenas, and thousands of people were killed.

From here, people look like ants.

An elder hurried over and whispered: "Reporting to the sect leader, there were a total of 479 competitions this morning, 120 people were seriously injured, and 49 people were killed!"

He hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Is this injury too severe?"

"It's not easy for us to train a disciple. Do we still want to fight?"

After hearing this, Chu Qingqiu looked at the others without comment.

"What do you think?"

Many people also showed approval.

"Short-sighted!"

Chu Qingqiu snorted coldly, looked at everyone and said coldly.

"You should know how important this misty illusion is to our Divine Sword Sect. It can be said that the rise and fall of our Divine Sword Sect in the next hundred years will depend on this!"

"Let some die as many as you want. We must choose the ten strongest, most ruthless, most viable, and most insidious people. Do you understand?"

Everyone just nodded silently, not daring to say anything more.

In the afternoon, the competition continued, still brutal.

And suddenly, the crowd became noisy.

Many people rushed towards one of the arenas.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who were not new disciples were a little surprised.

They quickly inquired about the people nearby.

"Oh, Ye Xinghe is about to go on stage. If you go late, you won't be able to see anything!"

"You don't even know who Ye Xinghe is. This is this year's strongest new disciple, a peerless genius. Haven't you heard?"

"He has a sixth-grade divine appearance, is extremely talented, and his strength is also very terrifying!"

Listen to the new disciples talking all over the place.

These Shenjian Sect disciples obviously didn't believe it.

"How is it possible? No matter how strong a newcomer is, how strong can he be?"

They were very disapproving and thought they were flattering each other.

Soon, a ring was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

This is the venue for Ye Xinghe's competition.

Ye Xinghe didn't play any tricks and only appeared on stage at the last moment.

He arrived early, took the stage calmly, and looked at his opponent calmly.

Today, his opponent is a middle-aged man who looks quite elegant.

The middle-aged man has an indifferent look on his face and has a somewhat unearthly temperament about him.

His strength has reached the fifth level of the Outer World Realm, and he can be considered a leader.

Ye Xinghe had never seen him before.

The middle-aged man said calmly: "I am Guo Qingxian, who has been in the profession for thirty-seven years."

Ye Xinghe nodded.

"I'm going downstairs to Ye Xinghe."

He said calmly: "You are no match for me, I don't want to hurt you."

Guo Qingxian laughed.

"If we retreat directly when we know we are outmatched, then what qualifications do we cultivators have to compete with heaven, earth, and the river of time!"

Ye Xinghe nodded, with a look of approval on his face.

"You are very good. This is the spirit a cultivator should have. In this case, I will let you lose with dignity!"

With the order from the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, the battle officially started.

Guo Qingxian was wearing a light body, with the long sword in his hand unsheathed, and he was also launching his strongest offensive.

He had heard of Ye Xinghe's reputation.

Although I disagree in my heart, I think it is impossible for such a powerful new disciple to exist.

But still try my best.

Ye Xinghe looked at him with calm eyes.

The next moment, he swung his sword casually.

Suddenly, a huge sword energy filled Guo Qingxian's sight, making him despair.

This is simply irresistible!

The next moment, he was sent flying out and landed heavily under the ring.

But he was surprised to find that he was not injured!

It turned out that Ye Xinghe had been studying the Sword of Destruction for some time.

Not only did he increase its power by twenty times, but he also had great control over it.

Like a breeze blowing on the face, this move did not hurt Guo Qingxian's life.

Instead, it turned into a powerful thrust and pushed him off the field.

Guo Qingxian only felt a flash in front of him, and a powerful and irresistible force surged.

When he came to his senses again, he had already fallen off the field.

He was stunned, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I lost, this junior brother, you are really amazing, and your reputation is well-deserved!"

This person was quite cool and straightforward, and he admitted defeat and left.

Ye Xinghe nodded and slowly walked down the platform.

At this time, those disciples who were not familiar with Ye Xinghe were stunned.

And before, those new disciples who praised Ye Xinghe were very proud.

"I told you, Senior Brother Ye is awesome!"

"Haha, you still don't believe me, you've been slapped in the face!"

"So what if I'm at the fifth level of the Outer Heaven and Earth Realm? It's nothing in front of Senior Brother Ye, just one move, haha!"

Many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were quite shocked.

There was also a lot of solemnity in their eyes when they looked at Ye Xinghe.

But because Ye Xinghe did not show his powerful killing power, he just pushed Guo Qingxian out gently.

So there are still many people who still can't see through his strength.

After all, in their eyes, only shouting and killing, and making the opponent half dead, that is the true manifestation of strength!

But today, the most shocking person is not Ye Xinghe.

Nor are those powerful but previously unknown disciples.

It's Jiang Haoyan!