The previous few rounds of trials had posed no difficulty at all for Luo Zheng and Ai Anxin.
However, those watching from outside were measuring the two men's strength by the speed at which they killed...
"Luo Zheng is still slightly weaker. Although his speed is naturally extremely fast compared with the other martial artists, he still can't catch up to Ai Anxin at all."
"Does the difference in speed mean anything? I believe Luo Zheng can do it too; he simply has no need to..."
"It does mean something. Speed is directly proportional to strength. Some martial artists slow down when passing the fifth round, find the sixth round difficult, and barely make it through the seventh before finally stopping at the ninth..."
As for the Palace Masters, they had yet to offer any evaluations at this stage.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Under the sweeping arcs of razor-sharp sword light, Luo Zheng quickly hacked those bronze-armored warriors into pieces as well.
In fact, after Ai Anxin passed the third round of trials, she could have stepped onto the fourth disc by herself. But she insisted on waiting for Luo Zheng, and only stepped onto the fourth disc alongside him after he had passed the third round.
This was also a provocation. Every time she and Luo Zheng opened a trial together, she would always pass it ahead of him.
The fourth disc opened...
This time, a group of strangely shaped White Ferocious Beasts appeared all around them.
Perhaps sensing Ai Anxin's provocation, Luo Zheng deliberately increased his speed!
He injected a thread of Chaos Energy into the Thunder Wind Nether Divine Sword. Immediately afterward, the longsword in his hand thrust forward at blinding speed. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen swords shot out!
"Crackling..."
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