Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

After some small talk, Lin Chen said goodbye to Yang Tian and Lin Chen. He went near his own arena and found an empty space with fewer people. He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.    

    

Not long after, on the high platform, the old man in white robe announced, "The time has come. The competition of Outer Sect has officially begun. All disciples, please draw lots to form the arenas. In addition, according to the battles on the stone wall, the matches will be carried out. Those who don't go on the platform for half a quarter of an hour... Dismissed."    

    

As soon as the voice was heard, the thousands of disciples below the stage were immediately split into fifty groups of people in less than ten breaths' time. They surrounded each stage. At this moment, they were all extremely excited and eager to give it a try. On the arenas in each area, there was already a referee.    

    

The distribution of people in each arena was about the same, around 200 people. And only two of them could enter the next round, which showed how intense the competition was.    

    

The contestants were uneven. There were some popular Sun Moon Stage, and there were also those who were at the 1st or 2nd level of the Astral Reaching Realm. Among them, there were naturally those at the Fifth Layer of Astral Reaching Stage who cultivated the most.    

    

When some Fifth Layer of Astral Reaching Stage disciples encountered Ninth Layer of Astral Reaching Stage warriors, most of them just surrendered without even fighting. After all, there was a huge gap in strength between them. Lin Chen glanced at them for a while. He could also see a few Sun Moon Stage disciples. These two should be the most popular candidates in this arena.    

    

"You see, he seems to be the Lin Chen who shone brightly in the Misty Forest?"    

    

At this moment, someone shouted.    

    

Instantly, more than ten pairs of eyes in the surroundings looked towards where Lin Chen was and started whispering in twos and threes. It was obvious that the news of the new disciple killing the Sun Moon Stage Demonic Beast had a great influence in the sect.    

    

The person who recognized him should be a new disciple.    

    

And as time slowly passed, the battles continued in an orderly manner. The ones who should lose here, the ones who should win, the ones who should win. The first round did not have too much of an uproar. The popular disciples all advanced smoothly.    

    

Two hours later. It was Lin Chen's turn.    

    

"Arena number 38. Next match, Lin Chen against Xi Hong."    

    

When Lin Chen heard this, he jumped lightly without saying a word and lightly landed on one side of the arena. Obviously, he had been waiting for a long time.    

    

In next to no time, the surrounding light screens had enveloped the entire arena.    

    

On the other side, there was a beautiful woman in red who was in her twenties. When she saw Lin Chen go on stage, she smiled and said, "I am Xie Hong. I would like to ask Senior Brother Lin Chen for guidance."    

    

"Lin Chen." The other side actually called him senior brother. He should be a new disciple if he was so modest.    

    

"You are that Lin Chen?" Obviously, Lin Chen was quite famous amongst the new outer circle disciples.    

    

At this moment, the judge in the sky said, "Begin!" and flew out of the light screen.    

    

Hearing this, Xie Hong took out his long sword and unleashed a ray of sword energy.    

    

Lin Chen looked indifferently at the long sword in Xie Hong's hand, but he stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of making a move.    

    

"Although Mr Lin has a great reputation, isn't his actions looking down on me too much?" Lin Chen's inaction seemed to have angered Xie Hong. He could not help but frown and speak coldly.    

    

As soon as she finished speaking, she let out a soft shout. Immediately, the long sword in her hand burned with flames and transformed into three streams of sword Qi that pierced towards Lin Chen. Wherever she went, the spiritual energy seemed to be burning.    

    

Lin Chen smiled faintly. He didn't use the three inherited flames. Instead, he drew out the ghostly fire. The raging flames on his body surged up. After raising his hand, the flames condensed and turned into a flood dragon that bit toward Xie Hong.    

    

The sound of air exploding could be heard without an end. The flood dragon and the sword energy were at a stalemate for a moment.    

    

After that, the flames of the Flood Dragon didn't devour the sword Qi as Lin Chen had imagined. Instead, the flames of the sword Qi became more and more vigorous, and it actually had the effect of absorbing the sword Qi.    

    

Seeing this, Lin Chen was surprised. Sure enough, those who could enter the Heavenly Spirit Sect were not to be underestimated. The sword Qi in his eyes crushed the flood dragon and fell to the ground. Smoke rose from under Lin Chen's feet, and he disappeared in a flash.    

    

The sword Qi missed its target. At the same time, a ghostly figure appeared behind Xie Hong. He raised his hand and struck out a palm toward Xie Hong's back. It wasn't a fancy spiritual Qi, but it was shockingly fast.    

    

Although Xie Hong's sword Qi was astonishing, it was still too late for him to react when he was only at the Fifth Layer of Astral Reaching Stage. The spiritual Qi protecting his body was instantly broken by the palm. At the same time, he let out a miserable shriek as he was sent flying more than 30 meters away. He fell outside the arena.    

    

"I apologize for offending you." Lin Chen appeared and said calmly.    

    

"Lin Chen wins." The judge in the sky above the arena announced when he saw this.    

    

After Lin Chen finished, another four hours of competition was held. Today's competition was over. However, the number of people who participated in the competition had been reduced by half, and it didn't just increase the strength of their opponents. The density of each person's competition would also increase.    

    

The next day, another few thousand people gathered on the competition square. Those who were eliminated on the first day also came. Clearly, they wanted to increase their knowledge.    

    

Lin Chen had also arrived early at the vicinity of the thirty-eighth arena. He found a quiet place and quietly waited for the competition.    

    

After the selection on the first day, the remaining practitioners were all at the sixth or seventh level of the Xing Heng class. The degree of excitement of the competition was clearly much higher compared to the first day, and the time spent on the competition was also much longer.    

    

After waiting quietly for a while, it was Lin Chen's turn to go on stage.    

    

"Next match, Lin Chen against Ning Jing." The referee announced loudly.    

    

When Lin Chen heard this, he immediately walked out of the crowd with a faint smile on his face and jumped onto the arena.    

    

On the other side of the arena, a black shadow flashed, and an extremely ugly looking young man appeared on the arena.    

    

"Brother Lin Chen, please enlighten me!" Ning Ci said with a smile.    

    

"Come!" Lin Chen did not want to be polite.    

    

"Then junior brother must be careful. Don't get hurt." Ning Zhi said with a laugh.    

    

Judging from his tone, he was afraid that he would accidentally injure Lin Chen.    

    

"You should worry about yourself." Lin Chen smiled faintly. This Ning Cheng was an Eighth Layer of Astral Reaching Stage warrior. It seemed like he had no intention of suppressing Lin Chen by a small realm.    

    

Hearing this, Ning Cheng's face turned red. Lin Chen's indifferent tone made him extremely angry. A new disciple was actually so arrogant. It seemed like he had to teach him a lesson.    

    

"Hehe, I'll be waiting!" With a furious roar, Ning Zi circulated his spiritual energy to the limit. The spiritual energy was like boiling water, surging out from his body like waves. Then, an incomparably huge tiger roar attacked, emitting a terrifying aura.    

    

Pop!    

    

In the next moment, a sword light flashed, and the tiger shadow shattered. Lin Chen smiled faintly as he forced his way towards Ning Zhi, one step at a time.    

    

Lin Chen gathered four sword intent with his sword and easily defeated the tiger's shadow.    

    

"How is this possible?"    

    

Ning Xin was startled. At first, he thought that he could easily defeat Lin Chen with this ultimate skill, but the fact that his ultimate skill was defeated in an instant had far exceeded his expectations. It had also severely slapped his face.    

    

However, when he saw Lin Chen slowly walking towards him step by step, Ning Cai started to panic.