Chapter 808
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Chapter 808: A Black Dragon Horse!
Sixteen golden boulders collided and combined, forming eight even larger golden boulders that stood proudly in the expansive square.
Standing on one of these golden boulders, Su Yi fixed his gaze on a figure before him, raising an eyebrow slightly.
In front of Su Yi stood a young woman with a youthful and striking appearance. Her long, curved eyelashes framed a pair of large, bright eyes with a unique golden hue that exuded an alluring charm.
The woman wore a snug martial arts outfit that highlighted her long, graceful legs. Her figure boasted enchanting curves, radiating a vibrant and captivating youthful beauty.
Su Yi had encountered this woman before during the treasure hunt in the gorge. She was Cheng Yanhuan from the Qiantian Sect.
Though Su Yi had seen many beautiful women in the past, this particular woman had an irresistible charm that made her stand out.
Compared to Cheng Yanhuan, Mu Yao, Shangguan Xi Wei, and others, she was equally stunning. However, her attire added an extra touch of allure. Her sun-kissed wheat-toned skin and petite, straight nose gave her a fierce yet delicate elegance.
At the moment, Cheng Yanhuan frowned as she stared at the opponent before her.
Moments earlier, Cheng Yanhuan had thought to herself that as long as she didn’t face Nanan Ruyu in this round, she would have a fair chance of making it to the top eight.
Little did she anticipate that while she had avoided Nanan Ruyu, she had drawn a different, equally formidable adversary.
To her, facing this opponent was no different than facing Nanan Ruyu.
Su Yi, meanwhile, calmly assessed his opponent. He understood that Cheng Yanhuan from the Qiantian Sect was exceptionally talented, but she had her limitations.
His eyes scanned the surroundings, curious about the matchups others had drawn.
He noticed Xu Chen facing Gong Qianxing from the Tianxuan Sect in the current eight-way showdown.
Flame Scale faced Lin Feng from the Qingxu Gate, Li Qingwei clashed with another Qiantian Sect disciple, and Mu Yao took on a skilled disciple from the Beast Emperor Sect.
Meanwhile, Shao Sijun was pitted against Feng Qingnong from the Sanyuan School, and Jian Wuque faced a disciple from the Yutian Palace.
Finally, Su Yi’s gaze rested on Nanan Ruyu, who was up against Chi Tianxuan from the Fire God Sect.
The sixteen competitors faced off on the eight golden boulders as an electrified crowd watched with fervor, their excitement palpable.
For the powerful individuals from major factions, emotions varied. Some watched eagerly, while others, including elders from prominent sects, looked worried.
The elder experts from the Qiantian Sect and the Fire God Sect appeared especially displeased.
Nanan Ruyu’s matchup with Chi Tianxuan left the Fire God Sect elders anxious. Aware of Chi Tianxuan’s capabilities, they couldn’t help but feel resigned.
After all, Nanan Ruyu was the Saint Child of Sacred Mountain.
Similarly, the strong figures from the Qiantian Sect cast worried glances at Su Yi.
They were confident in Cheng Yanhuan’s abilities. After all, the Qiantian Sect had invested heavily in him for this Saint Martial Assembly, and he had consistently lived up to their expectations.
Cheng Yanhuan, with his exceptional talent, had rapidly risen to become a leader among Qiantian Sect’s younger generation.
However, these seasoned elders knew Cheng Yanhuan hadn’t yet revealed his full strength, biding his time for the perfect moment to shine.
Ordinarily, in a sixteen-to-eight elimination round, drawing a lesser-known opponent or an underdog from a small sect would be cause for celebration.
Yet now, the Qiantian Sect elders couldn’t rejoice.
The Overlord Sect might not have been renowned, but Su Yi was undeniably a dark horse. Or rather, he wasn’t just a dark horse—he was a black dragon horse!
On the eight golden boulders, energy fluctuated, and sharp gazes clashed.
At this stage, every remaining competitor was remarkably talented—there were no weaklings here.
Such high-stakes confrontations stoked the crowd’s fervor.
“Buzz!”
The sound of bells echoed, sharp and piercing.
“Whoosh…”
The surrounding mountains buzzed with activity, and waves of excitement rippled through the crowd.
“You seem to have a connection with that boy. Let’s start with you!” Gong Qianxing said, fixing his gaze on Xu Chen. His expression was calm, though his focus sharpened. He sensed that Xu Chen shared some kind of bond with Su Yi—perhaps a twist of fate.
“Whoosh!”
Without delay, Gong Qianxing struck. He aimed to secure a swift victory, conserving his energy and buying more time to recover.
A surge of energy burst from his feet as he moved like lightning. His fingers curved into a claw, glowing with a peculiar blue light. The attack was cunning and swift, aimed directly at Xu Chen’s chest.
“I’ve heard of the Tianxuan Sect. Let’s see what you’ve got!”
Xu Chen raised his gaze slightly. Energy rippled beneath his feet, transforming into a swirling vortex as his figure blurred.
“Swoosh…”
Gong Qianxing’s movements were quick and precise. His expression remained cold as his blue claw mark struck Xu Chen’s chest.
Yet, no blood spilled. Xu Chen’s figure dissipated into shimmering ripples, as though it had never been there.
“How about I show you how it’s done?”
Xu Chen’s voice rang out as he reappeared nearby. His white robe billowed as a fierce energy coiled in his hand like mist. Claw prints filled the air, resembling dragon talons, as they surged toward Gong Qianxing.
The paw prints emitted radiant light, their energy roaring like a tornado. Starting from the golden boulder, they formed a swirling vortex that engulfed Gong Qianxing in an instant.
Caught off guard, Gong Qianxing recovered quickly. He wasn’t the strongest among the younger generation of the Tianxuan Sect for nothing.
Suppressing his panic, he condensed hand seals and unleashed a palm print glowing with a strange green light. The print transformed into twisting green vines, imbued with wood energy, which shot out to intercept Xu Chen’s attack.
The two forces collided violently, sending green and white light scattering in all directions.
Winds howled, and storms surged as the energy clashed with a deafening explosion.
“Creak!”
Before the energy could fully dissipate, Gong Qianxing staggered backward, his face pale. A muffled groan escaped his lips.
“Bang!”
Meanwhile, Xu Chen only took a single step back. He stood firm, calmly gazing at his opponent ahead.
