Chapter 92

Remember in one second 【↘→】, providing you with exciting novel reading. "He won! Feng Cai Chen won!"

"Whoa! His final sword strike was so powerful!"

"Three strikes! Feng Cai Chen only used three strikes, and Liu She was defeated!"

"Truly a sword genius!"

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Countless exclamations and exclamations echoed through the sky, and almost all the young men and women on the circular stone seats were boiling with excitement. They looked at the clear figure standing alone with a sword on the martial stage, and their hearts were instantly ignited, unable to resist cheering!

Feng Cai Chen's age was similar to theirs, around fifteen or sixteen years old, yet he was already a renowned sword genius in the entire hundred major cities. Today, he defeated a late-stage Essence Soul Realm cultivator with just three strikes on the martial stage, which deeply resonated with and inspired them.

In the first row of the circular stone seats, belonging to the Snake Spirit City, Yuan She still had his arms crossed, his eyes flickering. Lin She had already stood up, a cold look in his eyes, and a hint of shadow passing through. With a whoosh, he leaped from the stone seat, directly onto the martial stage, and carried the unconscious Liu She down.

Duo Tian from the Wasteland Heaven City sat there, his back straight as a rod, a deep and vast aura surrounding him, his gaze as cold as ice, looking at Feng Cai Chen on the martial stage, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

The three plump figures from the Yue Shan City were still stuffing their mouths with food, seemingly always eating no matter where they went. The fattest one, Pang Zhong, his small eyes still squinted, wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth with his chubby hands, and nodded his head, full of enjoyment.

The three graceful women from the Floating Mist City, with their eyes glowing with a mysterious light, all fixed their gazes on Feng Cai Chen's back, as if trying to see through this sword-carrying youth.

Moreover, the young geniuses from the remaining twelve major cities who entered the final showdown also firmly remembered Feng Cai Chen in their hearts, extremely wary, viewing him as a super-strong opponent.

"It seems I underestimated him. I didn't expect Feng Cai Chen to defeat Liu She so easily."

Sima Ao spoke with some emotion, as Feng Cai Chen defeated the late-stage Essence Soul Realm expert Liu She with just three strikes, which made him also feel admiration.

Lin Ying Luo's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Wu Que and softly said, "Wu Que, if you were to face him, do you have confidence?"

Hearing Lin Ying Luo's words, Ye Wu Que's gaze flickered, and he shook his head, saying, "It's hard to say. Who wins or loses, we'll only know after a fight."

Ye Wu Que had seen Feng Cai Chen's performance just now. He noticed that before the battle, Liu She had mentioned that Feng Cai Chen's cultivation was at the peak of the late-stage Heroic Soul Realm. However, after the battle, although Ye Wu Que did not see Feng Cai Chen's Soul Moon throughout, from his calm victory, it was highly likely that Feng Cai Chen's cultivation had already broken through.

"Early-stage Essence Soul Realm? It seems I need to hurry up."

Thinking to this, Ye Wu Que realized that if he were to face Feng Cai Chen, the outcome was really hard to predict. Even though he had various trump cards to fight beyond his rank, as a sword genius, did Feng Cai Chen not have any trump cards?

The sword lineage has always been about the weak defeating the strong, with astonishing combat power. At the same rank, they are kings. From his battle with Liu She, it was clear that Feng Cai Chen also had the ability to fight beyond his rank.

Ye Wu Que must obtain the championship of the Hundred Cities Battle. Before that, no one could stop him. But how to achieve it? Only by relying on powerful combat power to sweep away all opponents.

At this moment, Ye Wu Que felt a sense of urgency, an urgency for his cultivation to improve. Only then could he have the confidence to fight and defeat all opponents to ultimately reach the top, rather than just thinking about it. 【←↘】

At the closest circular stone seats to the martial stage, the Second City Lord Wei Xiong sat, with the city lords of the hundred major cities behind him, including Qi Shi Long, Zhao Wu Ji, and others, all sitting in the first row behind Wei Xiong. Zhou Lie Yang from the Purple Fire City was also among them.

After sending the geniuses representing their respective cities into the final showdown, the city lords of Long Guang City, Qi Shi Long, Tian Feng City, Zhao Wu Ji, and the other seventeen city lords gathered around the Second City Lord Wei Xiong to watch the battles with the other city lords.

The city lord of the Wasteland Heaven City was a bald, burly man with a rough appearance, exuding a fierce aura and a faint, intimidating presence.

The city lord of the Snake Spirit City was an extremely thin old man with a withered, sunken face, his eyes like venomous snakes lurking in the mud, but his mood was not good now because Liu She had just been defeated by Feng Cai Chen.

The city lord of the Floating Mist City was a woman wrapped in black gauze, only her eyes, glowing with an endless mysterious light, visible. She sat there like a shadow, easily overlooked, extremely eerie.

The city lord of the Yue Shan City was also a large, fat man, wearing a yellow robe, his chest and belly exposed, chuckling, like a massive mountain of flesh, his exposed skin shimmering with a yellowish hue, like steel.

The city lord of the Sword Casting City was an old man with a beard, warm and gentle like the sun, his large hands full of calluses, as if he had experienced countless hardships, and now his lips were slightly curled, clearly in a very good mood.

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The city lords of the hundred major cities each had their own authority and characteristics, their auras vast and imposing. These hundred people were not only the city lords of the hundred major cities of the Eastern Land but also represented the most important experts of the Eastern Land, the backbone of the entire Eastern Land.

Zhou Lie Yang, sitting among the hundred city lords, showed no expression on his old face, his hands crossed in his sleeves, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting, as if he had no complaints about his beloved grandson Zhou Hu being sent to the Prison City to become a Hellfire, making it impossible to know what he was thinking.

"Sword Casting, I never thought that after casting countless swords in your life, you would truly discover a good sword in your old age! Hahaha..."

The city lord of the Wasteland Heaven City laughed heartily, his fierce aura undiminished, addressing the city lord of the Sword Casting City.

Touching his beard, the city lord of the Sword Casting City looked at the young man standing with a sword on the martial stage, his affectionate gaze unhidden.

"It's this child, Cai Chen, who has exceptional talent. I can hardly guide him anymore..."

The city lord of the Sword Casting City's voice echoed in the ears of every city lord, clearly hearing the pride and satisfaction in his words.

"The final battle has just begun. Let's all wait and see."

"This year's Hundred Cities Battle is different from the past. I expect it to be full of surprises."

"The arrival of the Holy Light Elder has filled these young ones with fighting spirit!"

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The discussions among the hundred city lords occasionally arose, and the agreement with the Central State's super sect, the All-Heavenly Dao, made them understand the special nature of this year's Hundred Cities Battle. The top ten who would emerge from this battle would go to the All-Heavenly Dao to become disciples.

In other words, the top ten of the Hundred Cities Battle would represent the Eastern Land to go to the All-Heavenly Dao, a matter of great importance to the Eastern Land, and the hundred city lords were also extremely focused on this year's Hundred Cities Battle.

The Second City Lord Wei Xiong, sitting calmly, exuded a deep and vast aura, his presence as imposing as the sky, as if he were suppressing the entire world.

"Ye Wu Que... Feng Cai Chen..."

No one knew that this powerful figure, nearly at the peak of the Eastern Land, was silently reciting the names of two young men in his heart.

In the air, the Holy Light Elder, standing beside the purple light circle formed by the hundred city jade seals, his gaze fixed on the young man with a sword who had just left the martial stage, his eyes gradually becoming curious, as if he had discovered something about Feng Cai Chen.

"This child..."

But then the Holy Light Elder retracted his thoughts and laughed loudly, "The first qualifying match is over. Congratulations to Feng Cai Chen of the Sword Casting City for winning. Now, I will draw the opponents for the second match..."

His resonant laughter echoed throughout the circular stone seats, and everyone's attention focused on the Holy Light Elder, eagerly awaiting the drawing of the second match.

"Hum"

The purple light circle continued to rotate, and the Holy Light Elder extended his right hand into it, then drew it out, holding two hundred city jade seals glowing with a purple aura.

Looking at the names engraved on the two jade seals, the Holy Light Elder smiled and announced, "Duo Tian of the Wasteland Heaven City, versus, Huang Tao of the Cold Moon City."

"Boom"

The circular stone seats erupted again, and everyone's attention instantly focused on the figure that seemed to have emerged from a thousand-year-old ice mountain.

If Feng Cai Chen was a renowned sword genius in the hundred major cities, then this person was the absolute strongman among the young generation of the hundred major cities!

Duo Tian of the Wasteland Heaven City, ranked second among the hundred major cities.

"Duo Tian! I didn't expect him to be up in the second match..."

"Poor Huang Tao from the Cold Moon City, meeting him in the first round is really bad luck!"

"According to rumors, among the young generation of the hundred major cities, no one can match Duo Tian except for the one from our first city!"

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Even more intense cheers rose, spreading throughout the world!

On the stone seats, Duo Tian, with a cold gaze, slowly stood up, a deep and vast aura spreading out. It seemed that the one standing up was not a person but a thousand-year-old ice, cold, determined, powerful, and unpredictable.

Spreading his hands, Duo Tian felt the cheers in his ears, gently closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them again, no longer cold like ice, but boiling like lava, erupting like a volcano, sharp and terrifying!

"Mo Bu Fan, this time, I must defeat you..."

Muttering this name, carved like a knife in his heart, Duo Tian pushed off with his feet, leaped high, and landed on the martial stage, standing with his hands behind his back, a proud smile on his face.

"Whoosh"

Another figure cut through the air and also stood on the martial stage. This person wore a silver martial robe, exuding a faint, cold aura, like a cold moon, with handsome features, but his expression was extremely serious, none other than Huang Tao from the Cold Moon City.

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Huang Tao looked at Duo Tian, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering, his heart extremely agitated. How could he not know Duo Tian's reputation and strength?

But he was also a genius who had passed the first stage of the Hundred Cities Battle. Huang Tao took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and tried to relax as much as possible, determined to give it his all!

Duo Tian, standing with his hands behind his back, glanced at the tense Huang Tao, his cold gaze unchanged, and said calmly, with no room for doubt, "I'll give you one chance to use your full strength."