The three elders watched the fight that just ended before them. Their eyes full of interest. Seeing such talent in a small place like Sky River City was unexpected.
"It's a pity he's not a swordsman," said Ling Yuan.
"That's one for me," Wu Zhan laughed triumphantly.
"I did not agree to that," Huo Shan replied hurriedly. His Heavenly Dao Sect wouldn't mind taking all the talents possible.
The three sects were in quiet yet constant conflict.
"The question is can we find another talent on the same tier as five years ago?" he added.
The rest of the elders were silent on that. A talent with a Supreme Divine Body was one out of ten thousand geniuses.
"I doubt that," Ling Yuan replied. Geniuses with physiques aren't just cabbages to be found casually.
"That's not a matter for us to bother about," Wu Zhan said."Let's focus on the event,"
The three elders weren't the only one who were discussing among themselves. The patriarchs of the three clans were quiet as they watched the tournament.
Quiet, but not silent.
The arena was already empty awaiting the next group of contestants. Yan Di's overwhelming victory had already sent the crowd full of tension.
"The First Group, step forward!!".
Lin Dao stepped on the arena first with a huge saber rested on his shoulder, full of confidence.
Yan Xin was next. Like other contestants, he exuded similar confidence of a genius.
And lastly Xuanyuan Zhen.
The members of the Xuanyuan clan watched with curious expectation on their faces.
Some had heard stories about him. The fallen genius risen again. Rumours about him defeating an elder of higher stage had already circulated within the clan. But not everyone had witnessed him in action.
Just how strong was he?
He stood with his white robes complementing his handsome features, exuded a serene demeanor. Unlike the rest who appeared belligerent.
Unlike the previous fight, all the contestants here were Foundation Establishment 1st stage.
Lin Dao now held his saber with a battle stance, as well as Yan Xin whose hands were covered with ember flaming Qi. Both facing the same target dressed in white.
Another two against one.
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"Again?!" Wu Zhan complained to the other two.
"Relax", Ling Yuan replied." Let's see how the loner handles the situation."
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" It seems you won't be as lucky as me, Bei." Yan Wuji said with a smug smile on his face.
"Hmmph," Xuanyuan Bei replied indifferently. " It's just getting started Wuji. Relax will you?"
Lin Dong remained silent, but his eyes full of calculation. He looked at Xuanyuan Zhen in the arena with interest. He'd already heard about him from his spy.
He wanted to see if the silent rumour of him defeating an elder of higher stage was true.
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"So this is what it has come to," Xuanyuan Zhen said calmly. "I was thinking the same thing to be honest."
"I hope you can keep that calm face when I peel it off," Lin Dao pointed his saber at him as he said coldly, as if already predicting the outcome.
He charged first,swinging his Qi coated saber. Yan Xin moved to Zhen's left flank preparing an attack.
Xuanyuan Zhen remained unfazed seeing the incoming attacks.
He didn't try to dodge the attacks. He raised his right arm to block the saber strike.
CLANG!
The sound of metals colliding could be heard as Xuanyuan Zhen's arm blocked the strike.
Everyone's eyes were filled with shock. Blocking a weapon attack with bare hands.
Who does that?!
Xuanyuan Zhen didn't wait for Lin Dao to recover as he grabbed the saber swinging it together with it's wielder, sending him flying across the arena, crashing on the ground with immense force.
Yan Xin was already upon him, his Qi transformed to a fiery tiger head around his hands. The air was distorted by the fiery Qi.
The Yan clan members watched with excitement a upon seeing the Fiery Tiger Stance in execution.
Xuanyuan Zhen felt a searing wave as the fist attack neared his head. He stretched out his arm, with his open palm blocking the attack.
Seeing his strongest attack blocked with bare hands, Yan Xin could not hide his shock. No one watching could stay calm.
Is he still human?!
Xuanyuan Zhen didn't bother about their thoughts as he followed up with a punch to his opponent, sending him flying like the previous opponent.
Only one person remained standing, unscathed. Not even a scratch on his white robes. Such invincible posture made the crowd's blood boil. Especially those in Xuanyuan clan. They cheered his name wildly.
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The elders didn't stop conversing using their spiritual sense.
"Such an strong body!", Wu Zhan exclaimed. "I'll be dammed if such a talent doesn't belong to my War God Sect."
"Well you're dammed then," Huo Shan replied.
"You..."
"That's enough you two," Ling Yuan cut them off immediately. "We're not forcing anyone to join any sect. The exchange is not even over yet."
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After regaining his composure, the elder announced the results loudly.
Xuanyuan Zhen was already leaving the arena.