Nine Turns Sword God

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Where are you from?"

The oldest warrior stared at Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang said calmly: "My name is Chu Shaoyang, and I came from outside."

"I came here to find a way to break the limit of the ninth level of the Saint King."

Several people looked at each other with strange colors, and discussed in low voices.

"Hearing what he said, could it be that he has encountered a bottleneck?"

"I didn't feel the power of his bloodline in him. Either his bloodline is too weak, or he has no bloodline at all."

"In either case, there is a possibility that he is stuck in the ninth level of the Saint King Realm. If he can't break the limit, what's the difference between him and a waste?"

They have been trapped here for a long time, and escaping has become an obsession.

Originally, Chu Shaoyang's extremely strong talent gave several people hope.

But he couldn't even break the limit of the ninth level of the Saint King Realm. He was not a genius, but a waste!

The oldest warrior put away his displeasure and said with a smile: "I am Huo Changfeng, known as Fengyang Sword Master."

"Are you interested in becoming my disciple?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "If I want to become my disciple, do I have to participate in the disciple-taking meeting and win the first place?"

Having his thoughts exposed, Huo Changfeng did not hide it.

"I can't get out of here unless I solve the mystery in the boundary-suppressing stone."

"We have the most experience, so we held the disciple-taking meeting to find a way out."

"If you can win the first place, the twelve of us will teach you together, which is far better than a hundred years of hard training, and will definitely help you enter the realm of Dharma!"

Chu Shaoyang remained calm on his face, but he was laughing in his heart.

What Huo Changfeng said was true. With the guidance of twelve Saint King Realm twelfth-level peak warriors, it is indeed possible to break through the realm of Dharma.

But they need someone to take them out.

And whether he can win the first place is the standard for them to accept disciples.

"I'll try."

Chu Shaoyang walked slowly to the center of the square.

Countless eyes fell on him, some with disdain, some with anger, and even more with jealousy!

"Where did this kid come from? He can participate in the disciple-recruiting conference without the audition?"

"He is only at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm. So what if there are multiple practitioners?"

"The weakest among us are at the tenth level of the Saint King Realm. He can't win!"

Huo Changfeng flashed and stepped down in person.

"The disciple-recruiting conference has just begun. The 123 people here are all geniuses who have passed the audition."

"I will make an exception and allow you to participate in the competition directly."

Chu Shaoyang seemed a little absent-minded. He glanced at all the contestants and said lightly: "More than a hundred people are too slow to compete."

"Why don't we go together?"

Suddenly, the whole square fell into a deathly silence!

"You, what do you mean by that?"

Huo Changfeng said in disbelief: "You want to fight one against a hundred?"

Chu Shaoyang nodded, and then raised a finger: "I will defeat all opponents within one stick of incense."

Hiss——

Countless gasps sounded, and curses followed.

"Little bastard, you are really not afraid of death!"

"Don't say you are at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, even if you are at the twelfth level of the Saint King Realm, you may not be able to defeat more than a hundred of us!"

"You still claim to defeat all of us within an incense stick?"

"You are probably not awake yet!"

No one is optimistic about Chu Shaoyang, and they are even more angry at his frivolous tone.

"That's what you said."

A cold color flashed in Huo Changfeng's eyes.

Since he is looking for death, let him go!

If he really has the qualifications to enter the Dharma Realm, even if he loses, he will save Chu Shaoyang.

He wants to get out so much!

Chu Shaoyang slowly walked to the center of the square and said loudly: "Everyone, please teach me!"

More than a hundred people stared at him, and the power in their bodies flowed rapidly.

"I'll meet you first!"

The warrior who cursed the most fiercely before drew out a black sword and stepped into the air!

Ten holy patterns on his body lit up, and the blade light on the black sword flashed, and it chopped down fiercely!

Chu Shaoyang just slowly raised his hand and clenched his five fingers into a fist.

He punched out!

Crack!

The blade light shattered, and the long sword broke!

The sword-wielding warrior was shocked by the force and vomited blood. He flew backwards for hundreds of meters and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone was shocked. Seeing the eight body cultivation holy patterns on Chu Shaoyang's body, they suddenly realized!

"He is an eight-pattern body cultivator with eight million pounds of strength!"

"No wonder he can smash the eighth-grade artifact with his bare hands!"

"Let me do it!"

A red-haired male warrior appeared.

He urged the power of his bloodline, and a red flame ignited on his body, with an extremely high temperature!

The red-haired warrior said confidently: "Fenhai Lingyan, the seventh-ranked heaven and earth spiritual flame in the outside world!"

"If you are afraid, it's not too late to kowtow and beg for mercy now."

Everyone felt the breath of the spiritual flame and was overjoyed!

"The Burning Sea Spiritual Flame is known as the most scorching flame, which can burn a thousand miles of sea!"

"He is still at the peak of the tenth level of the Saint King Realm. With the help of the power of the Burning Sea Spiritual Flame, he will definitely be able to defeat this kid!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Comparing Spiritual Flames with Me?"

As he raised his hand, a red and blue double-color flame ignited from the palm of his hand.

The breath of ice and fire spread!

The warriors were sweating profusely, and they were shivering in the sudden cold breath!

"The Spiritual Flame of Ice and Fire?"

"Why have I never heard of it?"

Not only them, but also the twelve strong men on the stage were shocked!

"Yan Lie, you are an alchemist, have you ever seen such a strange spiritual flame?"

The old man named Yan Lie's face changed repeatedly, and suddenly thought of something, exclaimed: "I remember this cold air, it is the number one spiritual flame of heaven and earth in the outside world, the Xuanhuang Ice Flame!"

"I have never seen that red flame before. There is also a special breath in it, which seems to be related to the demon race."

Everyone gasped!

The Xuanhuang Ice Flame is the first spiritual flame in the outside world. Even after a thousand years, its status has never been shaken!

Anyone who wants to refine the Xuanhuang Ice Flame has long been turned into an ice sculpture, with no bones left!

This kid is only at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, how can he refine the Xuanhuang Ice Flame?

"This kid is not simple!"

The twelve people changed their contempt and looked forward to Chu Shaoyang's performance.

As soon as the spiritual flame breath came out, the red-haired warrior's flame was instantly shocked and the power decreased sharply.

It was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

"No, it's impossible!"

The red-haired warrior said in disbelief: "When I refined the Burning Sea, I was almost dead, and I barely refined it."

"You are so weak, how can you refine the strongest spiritual flame?"

"Even the two spiritual flames merged into one, even the Saint-level ninth-grade alchemist may not be able to do it!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "If they can't do it, what does it have to do with me?"

Raising his hand and waving, the red and blue flames condensed into a dragon turtle phantom, and slammed into the red-haired warrior fiercely.

The red-haired warrior was shocked!

"I, I give up!"

He was so scared that he fell to the ground and shouted for help.

Huo Changfeng rushed to the red-haired warrior in an instant and pointed his finger as a sword.

The sword wind roared, turning into a sword energy tornado, which directly shattered the ember-destroying dragon flame.

There is still a chance that the flame will fall on him, and he feels the burning pain of ice and fire.

"What a terrifying flame!"

Huo Changfeng was even more shocked!

He was at the peak of the twelfth level of the Saint King Realm, but this flame could still hurt him!

Even though it was a minor injury, it showed how powerful the flame was!

How strong would Chu Shaoyang be if he could control this power?