He trod where death awaited ten thousand times for every chance of life, yet harbored neither regret nor fear, drawing his sword to contend for the lead.
Wherever he went.
He was invincible in battle, took all he attacked, succeeded in every stratagem, stood alone against ten thousand, embodied the primal origin and governed the ultimate, divine in his understanding.
Such a person could thus be called a "Combat Arts Victor"!
Those who earned such a name were all gifted seeds of victory in the combat arts. Defeating the strong while weak and fighting many alone were commonplace for them.
Leaving aside the other Xuan Sects and demonic sects.
Within the Jade Dawn School, the last person crowned with the title "Combat Arts Victor" had been none other than Dao Scion Jun Yao...
Earlier, True Person Mingyou had bestowed the title "Combat Arts Victor" upon Chen Heng.
He had merely been using Chen Jade Pivot to covertly mock Chen Heng's origins, with little goodwill behind it.
Yet Chen Heng's feat of fighting so many alone had instead truly established that title before the assembled crowd.
It had turned True Person Mingyou's covert mockery into open praise.
Indirectly spreading Chen Heng's fame...
"Chen Heng, after fighting several people in succession, you must be mentally weary. You may withdraw."
Just then.
Seeing the extraordinary, deathly silence in the hall, Elder Huo stroked his long beard in satisfaction and spoke to Chen Heng with a gentle smile and an amiable manner.
"As you command."
Chen Heng smiled faintly, offered a Daoist salute, and returned to his seat.
Controlling these qi soldiers cost his actual body nothing. Never mind fighting a dozen opponents in succession-even a hundred consecutive bouts would certainly not exhaust him.
But appearances ought not to be torn apart completely.