Taking Control of the Board, Turning the Tables
Upon hearing Chen Ning's words, Luo Wuchen's expression changed drastically, and panic appeared in his eyes.
"You've already mastered this game? No... that's impossible..."
His voice trembled.
Chen Ning laughed and said, "Nothing is impossible. When you unleashed all seventeen swords just now, I sensed that some of them weren't targeting me. So, I went along with it and saw what your plans were."
Even if you see through my strategy, you can't possibly turn the tables and take control of the game!
Luo Wuchen spoke in disbelief.
"I told you, nothing is impossible."
Chen Ning smiled faintly, then waved his sleeve, and the seventeen swords shifted positions, gathering a terrifying Sword Qi that hurtled towards Luo Wuchen.
Luo Wuchen's State of Mind was in turmoil at this moment, and he was naturally unable to resist.
Under the terrifying Sword Qi, they were repeatedly defeated.
At last.
He was blasted away in a very disheveled manner, landing outside the fighting arena.
"The God Child Wuchen has lost..."
Someone exclaimed in surprise first, and then the whole audience erupted in uproar!
The divine child has been defeated; this is the first instance of such a defeat in this martial arts battle!
The meticulously planned strategy of the God Child Wuchen was broken, which meant he lost not only in terms of strength but also in terms of strategy.
If the God Child Wuchen cannot overcome today's defeat, it will likely have a huge impact on his future cultivation path.
At this moment, Luo Wuchen was helped up and left, but his eyes were glazed over; he could not accept his defeat.
In particular, he was defeated by a mediocre person whom he had never taken seriously from the start.
On the high platform.
The Heavenly Eagle Emperor's expression also darkened.
Chen Ning's victory is not a good sign.
Although he only defeated the weakest of the four divine sons of the Grand One God Clan, "weakest" is relative, because the opponent was too strong. Luo Wuchen was actually the weakest among the divine sons.
Chen Ning's ability to defeat him, and so easily at that, made the Heavenly Eagle Emperor's expression turn ugly.
But.
He still didn't have a high opinion of Chen Ning. Defeating Luo Wuchen was indeed amazing, but still within acceptable limits.
He wanted to win first place, but it seemed impossible.
The two divine sons, Luo Shanhai and Luo Wuxia, are far stronger than Luo Wuchen, not to mention Luo Wuming, who has never been defeated!
Thinking about it that way...
The Heavenly Eagle Emperor's complexion gradually improved.
He couldn't help but look at Emperor Yu, determined to make Emperor Yu stand on his side from this day forward!
At this moment, the Azure Wood Saint King announced, "The winner of the Heavenly Group is Chen Ning!"
Then.
A deafening roar of cheers erupted.
Most of them were female cultivators from the Grand One God Clan.
Luo Wuchen was already quite handsome, but Chen Ning was not only stronger, but also far more handsome. In addition, Chen Ning Luo Wuchen a disciple of Emperor Yu, so they were all on the same side.
So.
Many people in the clan have already accepted Chen Ning.
That's how the world works; it values the strong. As long as you're strong enough and not just seeking fame and fortune, you'll gain recognition.
Chen Ning won the Heaven Group, and Luo Wuming won the Earth Group.
Now.
A look of interest flashed across Luo Wuming's face. The Chen Ning was, the happier he was. After all, he preferred to do it himself rather than have Luo Wuchen humiliate Chen Ning.
That way.
That was a slap in the face to Emperor Yu.
Then.
He looked at Chen Ning, his voice icy. "Chen Ning, I'm really looking forward to running into you later. I hope you can give me some surprises."
Chen Ning remained noncommittal.
He didn't speak.
I don't know this guy at all, yet he's putting on airs. I have absolutely no intention of talking to him.
Luo Wuming took the initiative to speak.
This has stirred up another wave of trouble.
Many people are discussing it.
"See? Even the Divine Son Wuming is getting restless because of Emperor Yu's disciple..."
"How could that be? The Divine Son Wuming is invincible among his peers and has never lost. He's probably only interested in that disciple of Emperor Yu."
"Stop talking, look! The final battle of the group God Child Wuxia has begun!"
Everyone turned their attention to it.
At this time.
The final match for the Xuan group has begun.
The two opposing sides are the divine prodigy Luo Wuxia and the rising star Luo Hongye.
"Brother Wuxia, you'd better be careful when the fight starts. Once I start, I might not be able to stop!"
Luo Hongye, still possessing youthful spirit, laughed heartily.
Luo Wuxia chuckled and said, "Just go all out, brother. I can handle it."
Luo Wuxia's cultivation level is at the Great Saint Middle Stage.
Luo Hongye's cultivation level is at the Great Saint Early Stage.
However, Luo Hongye is still young, and to have such cultivation level is already quite monstrous.
Many people in the clan said that if Luo Hongye were given another two years, he would definitely be promoted to the rank of a divine son.
But.
Two years is too long. Luo Hongye, full of youthful ambition, wants to defeat the divine son Luo Wuxia head-on today.
Now.
Luo Hongye struck first, unleashing a punch that sent flames raging.
Luo Wuxia took half a step back.
He deflected the punch by drawing a circle with one hand.
Luo Hongye's punch was clearly just a test. He was extremely excited and shouted, his Grand One Divine Mark lighting up.
He threw another punch.
Luo Wuxia, however, did not activate her Divine Mark; she merely exchanged a punch with him.
Boom!
The void trembled.
The energy surged and spread outwards.
Luo Hongye launched another attack, her arms bursting with flames as she unleashed 180 punches in an instant.
This void was scorched through.
Luo Hongye was like a proud lion, her attacks swift and ruthless, already exceeding the limits of his current cultivation.
"The younger generation is truly formidable!"
"Luo Hongye's current strength has already reached the level of the Great Saint Middle Stage."
A Saint King exclaimed in praise.
Luo Hongye was a junior they valued highly.
He has always been known as the Little God Child within the clan.
I originally thought he would need several more years of training before he could approach the level of this generation's prodigy.
Unexpectedly, in today's martial arts competition, Luo Hongye challenged the current divine son; moreover, he not only wanted to challenge him, he also wanted to win!
But.
Such an offensive alone would not be enough to defeat Luo Wuxia.
All that could be seen was that Luo Wuxia's expression was calm, her hands were wrapped in cyan gas, and with a wave of her hand, she actually caught all 180 punches thrown by Luo Hongye.
Luo Hongye was panting heavily, quite surprised.
That powerful attack method, which had always been invincible, was completely unable to shake Luo Wuxia.
Even.
Luo Wuxia has not yet activated the Grand One Divine Mark.
This was an extremely difficult kind of disrespect for the proud and fiery Luo Hongye to accept.
"Brother, please enlighten me!"
Luo Hongye gritted her teeth and spoke, seemingly having made up her mind, her eyes gradually filled with flames. Her speed increased dramatically, like a fiery lion charging forward.
The ground beneath their feet on the fighting arena was scorched through.
Upon seeing this, Luo Wuxia's pupils contracted slightly, the Grand One Divine Mark on her body lit up, and she raised her hand to throw a punch.
His fist was crystal clear, clearly a light and effortless punch.
But at the very moment it was launched.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
The flames raging around Luo Hongye gradually dissipated, and she was finally sent flying backward, spitting out blood.
Luo Wuxia's expression turned unusually serious as she asked, "Am I your enemy?"
Luo Hongye, who had fallen to the ground, shook her head.
"Then why are you fighting so desperately? Is your life only meant to defeat me in this fight?"