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Chapter 98 Chief Disciple

"Zhao Wuyou, you have to be careful and don't die inattentively."

Song Qing sneered coldly, and then slapped it out with a palm.

Bang!

The void shook violently, and on the ring, Song Qing was the center, a powerful shock wave formed, crushing towards Zhao Wuyou.

Although Song Qing had already taken action, he was always alert to Zhao Wuyou's soul attack while taking action.

In his opinion, the only thing Zhao Wuyou can threaten him is the attack of the soul, but at this time Zhao Wuyou drew his sword directly.

He slashed out with a casual sword, but easily slashed the shock wave out of it.

"Senior Brother Song Qing, you should show that all your strength is to come out, otherwise it would be too boring to defeat you." Zhao Wuyou's voice also sounded.

Song Qing couldn't help but frown.

He was worried that he would take too much action and left room for killing Zhao Wuyou if he didn't pay attention.

But he found that he seemed to underestimate Zhao Wuyou. In addition to the attack methods of the soul, the latter seemed to have a head-on fighting ability, and was not weak.

The sword that just defeated his offensive was probably no weaker than the average late-stage second-level strongman.

"snort!"

With a cold snorkeling, Song Qing obviously became serious. He jumped and appeared above Zhao Wuyou. The palm of his right hand was filled with a crystal jade-like light. The light was quite dazzling, like a star. He suddenly slapped his palm, like a bright star, and directly hit Zhao Wuyou.

"Is this your full strength?"

Zhao Wuyou still shook his head. He was too lazy to activate the power of his bloodline. He buzzed~~~ A terrifying sword intent suddenly burst out.

The sword intent perception reached the second level, and this sword intent completely exploded, crushing Song Qing in artistic conception.

"What?"

Song Qing only felt that he had fallen into an endless wave of sword intent at this moment. As Jian Wushuang waved his sword, sword shadows swept towards him. He was like a lonely boat swaying in the storm, and could only struggle with his strength.

But just two "waves", his lonely boat capsized directly.

Whoosh!

Song Qing's figure was bombarded outside the ring, and at this moment, his upper body was covered with blood, and there was an extremely clear sword mark on his right arm on his chest. Judging from his right arm alone... If Zhao Wuyou had not been concerned about the relationship between his fellow disciples and brothers and showed mercy, his arm would have probably been cut off by Zhao Wuyou.

"You, you..." Song Qing stared at Zhao Wuyou with horror.

He never expected that he would lose like this.

It has only been a while since Zhao Wuyou's sword intent erupted, but during this period, he had no power of resistance from beginning to end, and was completely crushed by Zhao Wuyou's sword intent and sword skills and was constantly defeated.

He was originally alert to Zhao Wuyou's soul attack, but Zhao Wuyou never used a soul attack from beginning to end.

The disciples watching the game under the ring were also shocked.

"How is that possible?"

"It's so simple, I'll defeat Senior Brother Song Qing? I can see that Senior Brother Wuyou has not used a soul attack!"

"Who said that Brother Wuyou is only powerful in attacking the soul? His swordsmanship is obviously even more terrifying."

Although most of the disciples watching the game supported Zhao Wuyou to win before, they never expected that Zhao Wuyou would win so easily.

Yes, it's really relaxed.

During the whole process, Song Qing had no power to resist, and Zhao Wuyou obviously did not use the soul attack.

"Elder Yu, the result can be announced." Zhao Wuyou on the ring said calmly.

The elder Yu also reacted and stepped forward and announced: "In this battle, Zhao Wuyou will win. From today on, Zhao Wuyou will be one of the ten chief disciples of my Gucang Sect."

Under the arena, there was a noise immediately.

Elder Yu walked up to Zhao Wuyou, "Zhao Wuyou, you have become the chief disciple for the first time and can get three high-level holy source crystals. I will send them to you immediately."

"Thank you."

Zhao Wuyou thanked him and turned around and left, leaving only the people under the arena who were still looking at each other and talking.

...

Not long after returning to his residence, someone sent three high-level holy source crystals over, and Zhao Wuyou immediately began to refine and absorb them.

As he had expected before, he successfully broke through three high-level holy source crystals after just refining the first one, reaching the second level of God Transformation, and his strength surged again.

As for the remaining two high-level holy source crystals, Zhao Wuyou did not refine them, but went to the treasure house to exchange for a long sword of medium-level secret treasure.

Secret treasures can improve one's own strength to a certain extent. For example, ordinary primary secret treasures, the improvement is limited, and Zhao Wuyou doesn't care at all, but medium-level secret treasures have a considerable increase in their own strength.

After making all the preparations, Zhao Wuyou did not delay and set out again for the Ancient Holy Tomb.

...

The ancient holy tomb, one of the entrances.

The one who is in charge of this entrance is an elder of the Gucang Sect.

"Zhao Wuyou." The elder in blue clothes looked at Zhao Wuyou with a smile on his face. "Even though he knew he was being missed by disciples of various sects of Yun, he still dared to come to the ancient holy tomb to explore. It seems that you are very confident in your current strength."

The elder in Qingyi also realized that Zhao Wuyou's cultivation had already broken through to the early stage of the second level.

"With your strength, you should be able to walk horizontally on the inner layer of the ancient tomb, but with your temperament, I am afraid I am unwilling to just go on the inner layer, right?" The elder of Qingyi stared at Zhao Wuyou with interest.

"Yes." Zhao Wuyou nodded and admitted directly.

The inner layer of the ancient tomb has long been under pressure on him.

This time, he was going to explore the core level of the ancient tomb.

There is the entire ancient tomb and the biggest opportunity place. The top geniuses from various sects in Yunzhou, including the strong men on the genius list, gathered there.

"The core level is much more dangerous than the inner level, and the killings between sect disciples are more frequent." The Qingyi Elder said solemnly: "In the outer or inner level of the ancient tomb, those sect disciples are still restrained, and there is no big enough benefit, and there is very little real fighting, but at the core level... there are not so many concerns among those sect disciples."

"If you want to go to the core level, be careful. It is best to be able to act with several other chief disciples of the Gucang Sect. Like Yuan Qing and Ling Yu are also exploring at the core level now. You can go find them first."

"I understand." Zhao Wuyou nodded, but he had no such plan in his heart.

With his current strength, he may not be the strongest in the core level, but he is definitely not weak either.

Even the strong man on the genius list, Zhao Wuyou is sure to fight.

Therefore, at the core level, there is no need to join forces with other disciples, and he can go there alone.

"Okay, the entrance has been opened, go in." said the elder Qingyi.

Zhao Wuyou immediately set off and entered the ancient tomb.
Chapter completed!
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