Chapter 59: Facing Five Alone!

s faltered, and in shock, he discovered that all the sword wounds on his body were beginning to bleed anew.Wang Xuen: “You talk too much trash, old geezer!”The moment the words left his mouth, the you...Wang Xuan moved, leaping onto the battle stage.

In his previous battle, he left an impression on the spectators. It remains to be seen how he will perform in this one.

A gray-clad girl wielding two blades leaped onto the battle stage.

Just as the officer was about to announce the start, Wang Xuan said, "I challenge five opponents at once."

What!

The grey-clad girl's face was a mixture of surprise and anger.

The crowd below was also shaken and amazed.

"This is insane!"

"Yes, although I previously won against Yang Chong, do you know how difficult it is to take on five opponents at once!"

The crowd gasped.

Qin Ao, furious, laughed back. He wanted to see what this so-called Black Wind creature had the guts to fight five of them.

"He's so clueless and overconfident." Zhou Yu shook his head.

Lin Miaoyi was startled. Looking at the boy on stage, she curiously said, "But he doesn't seem like someone who is arrogant."

The attendant gave Wang Xuan a long look and then called out the names of the next four combatants.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Four figures leaped onto the battle stage, three men and one woman.

One of the hidden, tall and imposing young men looked at Wang Xuan: "Although I won against you, it's considered a victory. But Master is very displeased."

Wang Xuan didn't respond. The reason he fought five battles in a row was to vent the gloominess in his heart.

A young man with hidden strength at the peak of his power: "Stop wasting time, just end this farce."

All five people possessed the cultivation level of the Secret Vault Realm, with the highest being a peak Secret Vault Triple Heaven.

During a confrontation, Yin Feng Gu would try its best to arrange battles between those of similar ages and cultivation levels.

"Dead!"

"Double Snake Turbulence!"

"Thunderball!"

Five people moved, unleashing their respective combat skills, and charged towards the young man.

The people below immediately held their breath.

"Good," said Wang Xuan. In an instant, his figure erupted with unimaginable speed, appearing before Mei Shui in the blink of an eye and throwing a punch.

Bang!

His fist pierced through the girl's dual serpent flow knife technique, landing a blow to her abdomen from the gap between the blades.

Suddenly, Mei Shui's face contorted in pain as she was flung backward, crashing down towards the battle platform.

Bang!

As Wang Xuan struck down Mei Shui, his figure moved again, flashing to the front of the tall, imposing young man hidden within. In the other's face of shock and disbelief, Wang Xuan slapped him across the face.

The tall boy lost several teeth as he flew through the air, tumbling off the stage.

Bang! Bang!

Almost at the same time the tall young man fell off the stage, two figures, a man and a woman, were also caught by Wang Xuan's terrifying speed and sent flying.

A fist-sized ball of silver lightning, flew toward Wang Xuan's back as he sent the fourth person flying.

"Hei Feng, you bastard! I, Han Kuang, am not trash!"

Han Kuang roared with fury, his entire body brimming with the power of the third level peak of the Hidden Realm. He unleashed a surge of energy as he pushed the thunderball towards the young man's chest.

Wang Xuan abruptly turned around, his face turning cold and stern as he extended his right hand, seizing the silver light lightning ball.

The crowd watching the battle gasped, some young men and women exclaimed in shock. This black wind actually used its bare hands to directly attack the lightning ball

For a moment, Qin Ao's face was lit up with joy.

Zhou Yu looked down on him.

Guan Qing frowned, his eyes showing a look of doubt. The Black Wind brothers didn't seem like reckless people.

On the battlefield, in the blink of an eye, Han Kuang was first ecstatic, thinking he had won. But immediately, his heart sank as he realized the power of his thunderball was diminishing and it wasn't exploding.

How is that possible

Between breaths, the lightning ball he hurled shrunk at incredible speed, vanishing in the other's palm in a way that defied comprehension.

"You useless piece of trash, how did you do that" Han Kuang blurted out unconsciously.

He used to call his peers trash, and this time it just slipped out casually.

But he knew that the other party was not only not a waste, but also fought far better than him.

Wang Xuan also had a sudden inspiration and experimented with using the Da Zhao Hua Tong Tian Jue to devour the opponent's attack. Unexpectedly, it actually worked.

I have to marvel at the power of the Great Creation Heavenly Decree! Of course, it's also related to the fact that Han Kuang's Thunderball technique isn't very powerful.

"Who is the trash"

Wang Xuan's right hand shot forward, grabbing the opponent's face. In the midst of Han Kuang's shock and terror, there was a muffled thud as Wang Xuan slammed him to the ground in the martial arts arena, pushing him forward, setting off a trail of shattered stones.

Han Kuang was frantically wielding his Yuanguang to protect himself. Otherwise, he would have been crushed by the youth.

'Bang!'

In the next instant, Han Kuang, who was pushed to the edge of the battle platform, was kicked away by Wang Xuan and landed far in the crowd, spitting blood wildly.

"You bastard!" Han Kuang painfully watched the young figure on the battle platform. He used to be the one rubbing others, but this time he was rubbed instead.

Crowd: "..."

The entire battle lasted less than four breaths, and this black wind knocked all five of its contemporaries off the stage!

Even, the speed was so fast, that many of the young spectators watching the fight didn't even see it.

Many converts wore expressions of utmost solemnity.

Qin Ao's face turned ashen, and his heart pounded with fury and disbelief: This Black Wind's speed had clearly surpassed that of any cultivator at the same level.

Zhou Yu was dumbfounded. The battle was too fast, leaving him somewhat dazzled.

"How is this possible Could there be such ruthless people in the world" Zhou Yu's heart was in turmoil, his whole body covered in cold sweat from shock.

Lin Miaoyi's small mouth opened in surprise. That black-wind boy's combat strength was really strong, estimated to be no weaker than her own Zhou Yu brother.

Sword cultivator Chen Mo frowned, a hint of apprehension in his eyes. He muttered to himself: "Is he a body cultivation genius He's indeed quite capable, no wonder he dares to fight five people at the same time as me. Unfortunately, sword cultivators are still the strongest."

At this time, many young disciples from prominent families present were also focused on Wang Xuan, their expressions varied.

Guan Qing embraced his arms and smiled warmly: "Brother Black Wind, you have at least half a powerful force. Even if you enter the valley, you can stand firm."

The elders on the viewing platform nodded slightly.

"Indeed, a promising candidate for physical training."

"The method of absorbing the thunderball is..."

"It's rather similar to some of my own martial arts techniques."

Several elders, laughing, said.

The young deacon in charge of the duel, after taking a long look at Wang Xuan, announced: "This round, Black Wind wins and may enter the Outer Sect."

After World War I, Wang Xuan smiled and said to the five combatants below, "Everyone, thank you for your efforts."

The five people helped up looked at Wang Xuan in astonishment and anger as he walked down from the fighting platform.

Han Kuang gritted his teeth: "Damn it, luckily my talent passed."

"What a freak of nature!" Mei Shui covered her abdomen, chuckling wryly.

Luckily, she had the talent to match. She originally planned to further improve her disciple's level through martial combat, but unexpectedly, she met a freak who specialized in physical training.

Wang Xuan stepped off the stage, and he would no longer need to participate in the following bouts.

However, there is still a contest for the title of "entering the valley".

All victors of the martial arts competition will journey together to Yinfeng Valley. Along the way, there are checkpoints, and the top ten who enter Yinfeng Valley will receive rewards. The first person to enter the valley can directly advance to the inner sect!

Wang Xuanzheng is exactly the one, vying for that inner-disciple position.

"However, there are indeed a few formidable martial arts opponents." Wang Xuan looked towards the seventh battle platform, where a match was also taking place.

Almost everyone in the square was looking at a black-robed figure on platform number seven. There was a cloud the size of an acre above his head, and giant black claws extended from the cloud...rawing a bloom of blood."What!"Chang Gong Qingyan’s eyes widened in shock, while Mu Ling’er and Su Xiao Shi just happened to enter the hall and witnessed the handsome young man effortlessly killing Ba...