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"Today, your opponent is only me. Later, I will beat you until all your teeth fall out!"

Chen Yan challenged Jiang Yang. Although Jiang Yang didn't want to accept it, this was the rule for selecting disciples here. If Jiang Yang was unable to accept it, it would be forfeiting.

"You talk too lightly. It's just an egg hitting a rock. I'm afraid you'll be smashed into smithereens when the time comes!"

While Jiang Yang and Chen Yan were conversing, a spiritual energy light barrier had appeared around him and Chen Yan, separating them from the battlefield.

Dong dong dong ?

Outside of the battlefield, the sound of drums rang out, deafening the one hundred and twenty experts in the Cloud Sky City on the battle stage. All of them felt their blood boiling as a raging fighting spirit ignited in their hearts.

Inside the light screen, it was impossible to see what was happening outside. However, the people outside could see what was happening inside the light screen. At this moment, Jiang Yang did not make a move. He was standing on the spot with the God's Dash in his hand.

Chen Yan was a ninth level Qi Condensation cultivator. In the Cloud Sky City, he would not be a match for anyone. Even though he had witnessed the terrifying physical strength of Jiang Yang, he still hadn't put him in his eyes. Because he was one of the disciples of the clan, and had the most mastery of Dao arts. Ordinary disciples only had one or two Dao-arts, but he had mastered dozens of them.

If it were not for the fact that his spiritual energy was limited and he was unable to use his spiritual energy at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation to use all of these Dao arts, he would have likely continued to practice even more Dao arts.

Chen Yan could tell that the blood aura in Jiang Yang's body was extremely dense. Jiang Yang's physical strength was comparable to the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Even if Jiang Yang was only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, it was very likely that he would not be at a disadvantage when facing off against a ninth level Qi Condensation expert. However, he was extremely confident, because he was not an ordinary 9th level Body Fusion expert.

"When I thought of the past, I still felt some respect for you. However, in these three years, many things have happened. My talent has also completely been opened. The one who has the most chance of becoming a core disciple today, can only be me! "

Chen Yan said to Jiang Yang, but Jiang Yang's face was expressionless, making Chen Yan feel that he was being looked down upon by Jiang Yang.

"Do you think you're still the same Jiang Yang from before?"

Chen Yan shouted and a water arrow shot out of his mouth. This water arrow seemed harmless, but with the addition of spiritual energy, it possessed both the flexibility of water and the rigidity of weapons.

Jiang Yang's eyes narrowed. With lightning speed, he actually grasped the menacing water arrow in his hand. As Jiang Yang's spiritual energy spread out, the water arrow immediately collapsed.

A small portion of the people below the stage began to cast their gazes at Jiang Yang. The disciples in charge of the arena wars in Yue Shan Sect also started to pay attention to the situation on Jiang Yang's side.

In the battles of other people, most of them were still at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, crushing those at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. But for Jiang Yang, he was able to easily withstand the attack of those at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. From this point of view, Jiang Yang truly had what a heaven's pride level expert should have.

Any heaven's pride level expert on the continent must have the ability to jump levels. To prove one's strength was not something that one's spiritual roots could decide. The development of spiritual roots was the basis to prove one's ability to become a Heaven's Pride.

Ordinary experts with spiritual roots would only be slightly stronger than those without spiritual roots. Only those with true spiritual roots would be able to develop their spiritual roots to a level that was beyond their original realm, allowing them to defeat their opponents at a higher level. Right now, Jiang Yang had already developed his spirit root to the point where it surpassed his own eighth level of Qi Condensation. The spiritual qi and demonic qi in his body had both reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering. Besides the two great spiritual roots, all of this was due to the effect of the Great Sutra of the Mysterious Great Scripture.

Chen Yan's first strike had failed, and his face was filled with anger. He raised two of his fingers, and from them, a three feet long pillar of light shot out.

"Sword materialized out of spiritual energy!"

"That's not right. This is something that even a Spirit Condensation expert would find difficult to accomplish. Only someone who has extremely profound control over their spiritual energy and has a thorough understanding of it would be able to do this." It's definitely impossible for a Qi Fusion Stage martial artist! "

An elder from a family below the stage cried out in alarm.

"It's not a sword formed from spiritual energy. This is a Dao technique by my Yan'er."

Within the Chen Clan, a middle-aged man smiled as he looked at Chen Yan. This man was the clan head of the Chen Clan, while Chen Tong, who had yet to recover from his injuries, stood beside him, watching the battle between Jiang Yang and Chen Yan.

Although Chen Yan wasn't a real spiritual qi sword, he still made Jiang Yang feel threatened. The light sword condensed from spiritual energy was definitely sharper than any ordinary weapon. Relying on his own body, he might not be able to block the spirit sword's attack.

Chen Yan stepped on the clouds and rose up from the ground.

"Dao of flight!"

Jiang Yang had previously seen similar Dao arts in the Compendium Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yan had arrived in front of Jiang Yang. A streak of white light swept in front of Jiang Yang, and the rod in Jiang Yang's hand immediately collided with the white light.

"Frost Mountain River!"

Chen Yan pointed his other hand at the will of the river. The clouds beneath his feet completely surrounded the river. As the sound of his voice faded, all of the clouds and mist turned into a chill. Jiang Yang's body also started to freeze slowly. It didn't start from a single place, but his entire body was frozen by the surrounding water vapor in an instant.

The crowd below the stage was incomparably shocked by Chen Yan's methods. Chen Yan's every move was aimed at controlling the situation. From the initial water arrow probing, to the spirit sword feigning an attack, and then using his flying Tao technique to condense the water vapor in the clouds, in an instant, Jiang Yang lost his ability to move.

"This child definitely has the strength to become an inner disciple of the Yue Shan Sect!"

An elder of the Zhang Clan praised Chen Yan. In the distance, the Chen family's patriarch had a smile on his face, as always, as he stared at his son's heroic appearance on the stage.

"Let's call it a day!"

Chen Yan raised the spirit sword on his finger and swung it towards Jiang Yang. The eyes of the Jiang family head, Jiang Chaoyang, lit up as he raised his right hand. A cracking sound surrounded Jiang Yang, who was on the stage, and the three inch thick layer of ice was immediately shattered by him. A faint scarlet color appeared in his eyes.

"Not yet!"

Jiang Yang swept out with his rod, bringing with it a faint white flame. Just like Qin Tian, Jiang Yang was also able to add the attribute of his controlled Spiritual Energy to the Dashing stick.

This staff contained the terrifying power of the 9th layer of Qi Condensation, and there were even waves of buzzing sounds.

"Boom!"

Chen Yan's spirit sword clashed with Jiang Yang's dashing stick. Jiang Yang's immense spirit power was almost on par with Chen Yan's. Moreover, Jiang Yang also had the strange power of his physical body. This power had already surpassed ordinary experts of the ninth level of Qi Cultivating Stage. Under Jiang Yang's attack, the originally bright and resplendent spirit sword dimmed and almost collapsed!

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