Chapter 19

On the morning of the second day, the golden sunlight shone on yesterday's square, turning it into a golden color.

The winner of the battle would be decided today. Who would become a core disciple would also be revealed today.

Early in the morning, many people had gathered here. Apart from the many outer disciples, there were also many inner disciples who came to see who would be the lucky one today.

At the same time, there were also some inner disciples who used their contribution points to bet.

Yesterday's green robes were replaced by today's white robes. Twenty white-robed inner disciples appeared one after another.

The first to arrive was Wang Meng. Dressed in white, Wang Meng looked very energetic. As soon as he appeared, he attracted many cheers.

Of course, most of them were female disciples.

Next was Wu Sheng. This nameless kid had also accumulated a lot of popularity from yesterday's battle. Some people also cheered.

Next was Miao Kong. With his small eyes and ordinary appearance, he was ignored by everyone.

After Miao Kong, it was Zi Chen. Dressed in white, Zi Chen looked handsome and confident. However, his popularity was not high and there were no cheers.

Just as he appeared, deafening boos sounded in the square.

"That's him, Zi Chen. That lucky bastard."

"That's him."

The boos were like the waves of the sea. Wave after wave, it was continuous without any intention of stopping.

"Looks like you're more miserable than me." Miao Kong turned his head and joked.

Zi Chen helplessly spread out his hands. He did not care about those boos at all.

Because today, he wanted to show his strongest strength and compete for the first place.

This was Zi Chen's ultimate goal.

Today's result would be decided in one battle. Zi Chen did not need to hide anymore. The reason why he hid yesterday was because he was afraid that someone would feel threatened and take advantage of the night to attack him.

After the boos, there was another round of cheers. These cheers were not weaker than the boos at all. Lin Xue came out behind Zi Chen and was welcomed.

Then, there were more than ten people. Among them was Ke Xue. He was a sturdy young man who used a set of iron fists to fight his way into the top twenty.

"Very good."

The Great Elder stood on the high platform, dressed in a red robe, and once again gave a speech, "Looking at all of you, I can see the future of the Nimbus Martial Ancestor. The Nimbus Martial Ancestor is brilliant because of all of you. Let's fight and stimulate all of your potential. Let us old men see your true strength."

The crowd was boiling with excitement. The twenty youths were all excited. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism and battle intent. Zi Chen was one of them. Today, he was going to show off his skills and enter the core disciples.

He wanted to shock and awe everyone with today's battle.

"Alright, I see that all of you are ready. Let the battle begin," said the Great Elder.

The battle list had already been announced yesterday. The one who would be fighting Zi Chen was Lu Ben, an 63-year-old youth who used a third-rate combat skill, the Wind Splitting Blade.

Just like Lin Ying.

It was just that Lu Ben's comprehension of battle techniques was stronger. He had almost touched upon the essence of battle techniques.

The twenty youths were divided into ten battle areas. The battle began immediately.

Outside the arena, Su Mengyao appeared as usual. However, for the first battle, she did not look at Xue Lin. Instead, she looked at Zi Chen.

"I wonder what his potential is like. He hid his strength yesterday, but today he is going to show it all. He is very cautious," Su Mengyao thought to herself. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with curiosity.

Beside her, Chen Feng noticed every change in Su Mengyao's expression. He looked at Zi Chen, and an undetectable cold light flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, those who noticed Zi Chen hiding his strength yesterday also stared at Zi Chen. Wang Xiong and the other inner disciples who wanted to fight against Zi Chen also did the same.

"Zi Chen, your luck has come to an end since you met me, Lu Ben." Lu Ben unsheathed his long blade, emitting a cold light. He grinned at Zi Chen.

"Your strength is not bad. You have a chance to enter the top ten. Unfortunately, you met me," Zi Chen said calmly.

"Shameless boasting. Zi Chen, it's not too late for you to admit defeat. Otherwise, don't blame me for not warning you if you get hurt by my blade." Lu Ben was furious, and the long blade in his hand began to dance.

"Lu Ben, teach Zi Chen a lesson."

"That's right, we must let this lucky bastard see your strength."

"Tell him that luck is just luck. It can't be compared to strength."

The inner disciples who were defeated by Zi Chen yesterday by luck began to shout outside today.

"Let's fight. You have one chance to fight." Zi Chen was still calm as he looked at Lu Ben and said lightly.

"Humph, then let me see if you have the opportunity to block my attack."

Lu Ben coldly snorted. The saber-light suddenly flashed and chopped towards Zi Chen. While the saber-light was flickering, Lu Ben had already chopped out more than ten saber-lights. It was as if a dense saber-net was moving towards Zi Chen.

"Without grasping the true meaning, your blade light is full of flaws."

Looking at the dense net of blades, Zi Chen shook his head, his eyes full of disdain. He moved his feet and dodged the densest attack of the net of blades by a hair's breadth. At the same time, he clenched his fists and roared like a tiger.

Tiger Descends the Mountain.

A fierce punch passed through the dense net of blades and hit Lu Ben's chest directly.

"Peng."

After a muffled sound, Lu Ben's body flew backward, and the long blade in his hand fell out of his hand in an instant.

Lu Ben was defeated in one blow.

Originally, there was still some mocking laughter in the surroundings, but after Zi Chen's clean victory, all the mocking laughter stopped abruptly.

"This is the true meaning of combat skills."

"This little brat actually grasped the true meaning of combat skills."

"Out of the three moves of the Ferocious Tiger Fist, he actually managed to use the true meaning of one move. His talent is really good."

On the high platform, the expressions of the elders were also surprised.

"True meaning."

Su Mengyao's beautiful eyes flashed. In the past, there were only a few who were able to grasp the true meaning of combat skills at the fifth stage of the True Qi Realm, but every one of them was able to get a good ranking.

"Grasping the true meaning, he has the strength to enter the top ten. But did he hide yesterday just for this one move of the true meaning?" Su Mengyao was puzzled.

"Just one move of the true meaning." Chen Feng curled his lips. Back then, when he was at the fifth stage of the True Qi Realm, he comprehended the true meaning of a combat skill.

"To actually comprehend the true meaning, I have underestimated you." Wang Xiong's eyes flashed a cold light.

"So what if it's just one move of the true meaning, it's still trash, and he still has to die." An inner disciple beside him said.

The battles of the top ten were very exciting.

Zi Chen's unexpected victory naturally attracted everyone's attention. In an instant, the others no longer hid their strength.

"Mountain Splitting Palm."

Wang Meng roared, and a sharp aura was emitted from his body. His palm was raised high like a sharp blade, and fiercely chopped forward.

"Peng."

With one strike, the winner was decided.

Second-rate combat skill, and comprehending the true meaning, the opponent was already lucky to not die.

"Star Burst Fist."

Wu Sheng's body suddenly emitted a violent aura. His whole body was like a ball of fire that could explode at any time. His whole fist emitted a white light, and collided with his opponent's fist.

"Kacha."

The sound of bones breaking was instantly heard. Wu Sheng's opponent was sent flying with both of his arms hanging.

Another second-rate combat skill that comprehended the true meaning.

"Thousand Mirage Palm."

Layers of palm shadows appeared in the sky. Some were real, and some were illusory. There were hundreds of palm prints, covering the sky and covering the earth. Xue Lin's attack was also filled with the true meaning.

"What is this situation?"

The spectators in the distance were already dumbfounded. The elders on the high platform were more and more surprised. The continuous appearance of the true meaning was out of their expectations.

Compared to Zi Chen's third-rate combat skill's true meaning, the others' second-rate combat skill's true meaning was the most shocking.

As everyone knew, second-rate combat skills were much stronger than third-rate combat skills. They were also harder to cultivate. However, once one comprehended the true meaning, their combat strength would be comparable to first-rate combat skills.

Zi Chen, who had previously shocked everyone, seemed too ordinary in the face of these second-rate Battle Skills' Battle Intents.

Thus, he was ignored again.

Miao Kong's Flowing Cloud Steps had already reached the stage where he could move according to his heart's desire. With this technique, he was almost unbeatable. He always dodged the opponent's attack by a hair's breadth, and then took the opportunity to attack.

In the end, he won.

Everyone won one after another.

The top ten had been decided.

However, the fact that all ten of them comprehended the true meaning made the spectators in the distance go into an uproar.

"I didn't expect there to be so many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this outer disciple assessment." Chen Feng said indifferently. It was unknown whether he was praising or ridiculing.

"Amazing. Everyone actually comprehended the true meaning. Their talent is also extraordinary." The spectators exclaimed.

On the high platform, the great elder was still calm. The other elders were also a little surprised, but that was it.

The top ten list had been revealed.

Wang Meng, Wu Sheng, Miao Kong, Lin Xue, Ke Xue, Luo Fei, Lin Mingchuan, Liu Lusheng, Pang Lujia, and Zi Chen.

The ten of them had comprehended the true meaning of their combat skills, but Zi Chen was ranked last.

Soon, another ranking appeared.

Wang Meng against Luo Fei, Wu Sheng against Lin Mingchuan, Miao Kong against Liu Lusheng, Lin Xue against Pang Lujia, and Ke Xue against Zi Chen.

There was a difference of five ranks between the two sides.

The second round began again.

This time, the battle was obviously more intense.

"Hehe, Zi Chen, you didn't expect that you would finally fall into my hands, right?" Looking at Zi Chen in front of him, Ke Xue laughed. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles made cracking sounds.

"You didn't expect it?" Zi Chen said indifferently. "But since I've met you, I naturally won't forget my promise."

"Promise? What promise?" Ke Xue was stunned.

"I'll beat you until even your mother can't recognize you," Zi Chen said.

"Good boy."

Ke Xue was so angry that he laughed. "I'll also keep my promise and beat your head into a pig's head."

Third-grade combat skill, Iron Fist.

As soon as his voice fell, Ke Xue waved his iron fists, and with a whistling sound, he fiercely punched towards Zi Chen.

"Roar!"