75: Chapter 75 A Great Defeat of the Heroes

The challenger who used leg techniques actually had the right guess and line of thinking.

But his biggest mistake was assuming he could judge Chen Moxuan based on the combat experience of an ordinary Martial Artist.

As he expected, after Chen Moxuan unleashed his Martial Skill in the first fight, his True Qi was indeed mostly exhausted.

However, the "Immortal Heaven-Devouring Art" created by Chen Moxuan possessed a nearly abnormal recovery rate for True Qi.

The sustainability problem that Ding Run was worried about was, for him, actually an advantage.

Beyond the fact that his entire body could devour any free-roaming energy between heaven and earth.

Even the residual True Qi left on the arena after the man's leg techniques unleashed True Qi blades could be absorbed by him and turned into nutrients to recover himself.

Within just a few breaths, his True Qi was fully replenished, returning to its Peak state.

Moreover, just like how a bullet leaves rifling marks when fired from a barrel.

True Qi traveling through the body along specific trajectories dictated by a Martial Skill would leave similar traces.

To ordinary Martial Artists, these traces were obscure and difficult to analyze.

But Chen Moxuan was completely different; he had created his own Breathing Method, and his control over True Qi had long reached the pinnacle, attaining a near-Transcendent level.

While devouring the residual True Qi from the man's leg techniques, Chen Moxuan also used his Special Ability to analyze it.

By observing the man's movements and cross-referencing the two, he quickly mastered this leg technique, even pushing it to Perfection based on his own martial arts attainments.

However, only Chen Moxuan himself knew the process of this.

Facing Chen Moxuan's call for a challenger, the people in the audience, who had previously thought his True Qi was nearly depleted and were eager to jump in, instantly fell into a dead silence.

Who would dare to go up now? The two before were living examples.

Everyone present had similar cultivation and strength, and going up would most likely result in the same bleak outcome.

Chen Moxuan felt quite helpless about this, thinking to himself:

"It seems I can't appear too strong."

Although he could actively name the few people in the arena audience to come up on stage.

But he could also sense several gazes spying from the shadows outside the arena, and if possible, he wanted to attract as many people in as possible.

He could only see his own score and ranking; as for how many points were needed to break into the top one hundred, it remained an unknown.

But his ranking had risen from 723rd to 176th after harvesting the first person, and only to 122nd after harvesting the second.

The higher the ranking, the more competitive it likely was; compared to those at the bottom, the people in the top one hundred had a gap in scores that was like a chasm.

If possible, he wanted to take this opportunity to crazily harvest points on this arena and charge straight into the top ten, heading directly for that Spirit Gathering Pool.

At this moment, Ding Run, sitting in the crowd, saw his chance and began to perform his task of drawing aggro.

"Hmph, he unleashed two powerful Martial Skills in a row; I don't believe he has much True Qi left in him even if I die!"

"Now he is holding the full scores of at least two people; if you don't dare to take it, I will!"

Ding Run shouted, making a Move to stand up.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the crowd became restless again.

"I don't believe it!"

A sharp young man holding a bright silver spear, his eyes flickering, flew onto the stage ahead of Ding Run.

After getting on stage, the young man stood firm, pointing his long spear diagonally at Chen Moxuan, and said in a deep voice:

"I wonder if Your Excellency is carrying a spear?"

"Today, please do me the honor of letting me witness Your Excellency's spear technique."

Chen Moxuan didn't answer directly; with a flick of his wrist, the black god bracelet transformed into a pitch-black long spear in his hand.

"Good, then please, Your Excellency, experience my Thousand Illusion Flowing Light Spear."

The young man took a stance, his Aura gradually climbing.

As the countdown hit zero, the young man's Aura had climbed to its Peak state, True Qi surging around his body, and the spear in his hand trembled.

In an instant, countless spear shadows like a torrential rain of arrows thrust fiercely toward Chen Moxuan.

For this battle, Chen Moxuan decided to restrain his edge a bit and, at the same time, take this opportunity to learn his opponent's Martial Skill.

He relied on the spear in his hand to parry left and right, blindly defending, and for a moment, he appeared to have fallen into a disadvantage.

This scene made the people in the audience regretful, feeling that the points in Chen Moxuan's hands were likely about to change owners.

But after a dozen breaths, Chen Moxuan had completely seen through the young man's spear technique and felt it was meaningless to drag it out any longer.

His eyes hardened, and he placed his spear horizontally in the path of the young man's attack, accurately interrupting the opponent's Move.

Immediately following that, he circulated the True Qi in his body, the power of thunder instantly attached to the spear shaft, and he thrust it forward fiercely at the same speed as the young man's technique, but faster.

In the blink of an eye, the young man's body was pierced with dozens of bloody holes by the spear.

The young man didn't even have time to scream before he died on the spot, his form dissipating into nothingness.

[Arena master Chen Moxuan defeated the challenger Zhao Yi, obtaining all 770 points in his possession.]

Watching his opponent's body completely disappear, Chen Moxuan feigned panting for a few breaths and shouted:

"Next."

This time, someone quickly took the stage, carrying a long sword, and said:

"I wonder how your swordsmanship is?"

"I know a little." Chen Moxuan transformed the spear in his hand into a long sword and said calmly.

No more nonsense; as the countdown ended, two cold flashes erupted.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!"

Everyone saw both of them swinging their long swords until they were airtight, with dozens of blade collisions occurring every second.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, cutting wantonly on the arena, and shocking traces quickly spread out.

At the start of the battle, the sword-wielding youth's offensive was sharp, his sword Moves like a raging storm, firmly holding the upper hand.

Under his fierce attack, Chen Moxuan was quickly slashed with several wounds, bright red blood seeping out, and the scene was once precarious.

But it only lasted for a dozen seconds; Chen Moxuan saw his opportunity, his figure like lightning, the cold light of the long sword in his hand flashing, straight toward the youth's throat.

The next second, the winner was decided, and the youth covered his throat unwillingly, his life force cut off.

"Next." Chen Moxuan panted heavily and said slowly.

These three words were like a death curse, heavily hammering the hearts of everyone present, and a chill instantly shot from the soles of their feet to their hearts.

But at this moment, Chen Moxuan already had the full scores of four challengers in his hands; if they could take his points, they might be able to rush into the top one hundred!

They still believed that Chen Moxuan could not last until the next battle.

"I will come to experience Your Excellency's staff technique!"

As the points piled up in Chen Moxuan's hands, challengers came one after another, and those who were watching from outside also joined in continuously.

More and more people were defeated by Chen Moxuan.

The fifth person... the sixth person... until the ninth person, the people present finally calmed down.

At this time, Chen Moxuan's whole body had dozens of wounds of varying sizes, dripping with blood, and his Aura was increasingly weak, yet he never fell.

Fists, legs, fingers, palms, swords, spears, staffs, blades...

All kinds of Martial Skills were performed to the fullest in his hands, and every Move and every stance reached an unfathomable Realm.

What kind of monster is this?

A strong sense of fear could not help but rise in everyone's hearts.

They were all called Geniuses outside, but now they suddenly realized that they were not worthy of the word in front of Chen Moxuan.

Seeing the audience fall into a dead silence again, Chen Moxuan took a deep breath, then stuck the long blade he had just transformed into the ground beside him.

His gaze was like a torch, slowly scanning the audience, his voice carrying a bit of provocation:

"Who else wants to offer pointers?"

"No matter what Martial Skill or weapon you use, I accept."

"This is the time you have the greatest probability of beating me in this Secret Realm."

"If you miss this opportunity, from now on, you will only be able to sigh in vain while looking at my back."

"Until my back completely disappears from your field of vision, far beyond your reach."