The test in the fourth round is relatively simple, mainly a test of physical strength.

The medicinal effect of the Sword Origin Fruit is very overbearing. Only the physical body and the soul can reach the standard at the same time, can it withstand the overbearing medicinal effect of the Sword Origin Fruit.

These rounds of competition have a very strong purpose, which is to select the most suitable candidate.

After a while, the game started.

The requirements for physical strength are very high, so some people were eliminated from the beginning.

At this time, everyone felt the cruelty of the game.

But there is nothing we can do, there are only nine Sword Origin Fruits, and they mature only once every 30,000 years.

So, no matter what, I will try my best to seize this opportunity.

The nine strongest people passed the test easily, without even revealing too much of their power.

Zi Dao also passed the test, but he was a little embarrassed.

It seems that the physical aspect is his weakness.

Fang Chen looked at Zi Dao thoughtfully.

If you encounter Zi Dao in the finals, you may be able to attack his physical body.

In the next test, warriors were eliminated one after another.

Half an hour later, the fourth round ended.

This round was very cruel. There were a total of 100 people, but in the end only 47 people successfully advanced, and the remaining 53 people were all eliminated.

It's not that their bodies are not strong enough, it's that the bodies of the forty-seven people who advanced are too strong.

At the end of the fourth round, Motoya said a few words before letting everyone go back.

Tie Lie Yuan is the number one on the weapon refining list and a famous person in the lower world, so he naturally received Yuangu's hospitality.

In the blink of an eye, everyone dispersed.

…………

At night.

Fang Chen closed his eyes and practiced, thinking about the whole day's competition in his mind.

After a little enlightenment, the breath circulates throughout the body.

Within the sea of ​​​​qi, the nine-pointed starlight is full of power, and it feels like it can break through at any time.

But it’s this feeling that I can’t break through.

After a long time, Fang Chen stopped practicing.

"The law is too illusory and it is very difficult to understand it."

Fang Chen said to himself.

I was speechless all night, and it was early the next morning.

Forty-eight warriors who advanced to the finals, including Fang Chen, all came to the square.

Yuantu came with the Black Blade Emperor, and Tie Lieyuan was also among them.

"Today is the fifth round of the Sword Yuan Fruit Competition, and it is also the final. This round of competition is very simple, that is, a two-by-two battle." Motoya said loudly. "Forty-eight warriors drew lots, and the warriors with the same number were drawn.

, compete, the loser is eliminated, and the winner continues to fight.”

Motoya briefly explained the rules of combat. You can't intentionally hurt others. That's it.

Of course, he also said that in battle, swords and guns are indistinguishable. If you feel that you are defeated, you must immediately admit defeat and you cannot play with your life.

If you don't admit defeat after being defeated, your death will be in vain.

Fang Chen felt that these words were directed at him, but he didn't say anything.

Next, the drawing of lots begins.

Forty-eight people filed onto the podium to draw lots, and the drawing was completed soon.

Fang Chen opened his lottery, and it turned out to be No. 1, which meant that he was the first to fight.

"Okay, we've got all the draws. Now the game officially begins. The two people who drew number one will go on stage to fight." Motoya said.

"I am number one."

Yuan Liang took out his lottery ticket and walked onto the martial arts stage nearby.

Just when he was looking around, looking for his opponent, he suddenly saw the scene he least wanted to see.

"Blood Sword Saint."

Yuan Liang's expression changed, and a hint of fear actually arose in his heart.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Chen walked onto the martial arts stage.

"I didn't expect that it would be you in the first battle." Fang Chen smiled and said, "Do you want to fight again?"

Fang Chen's intention was obvious, that is to make Yuan Liang admit defeat.

When inheriting the ancestral land, he defeated Yuan Liang and also beheaded Yuan Ming.

Up to now, his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and Yuan Liang is no match for him at all.

"Hmph, if you want me to lose without a fight, just dream." Yuan Liang said solemnly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Then let's fight."

Fang Chen didn't want to waste time and said calmly.

Yuan Liang was completely angered by Fang Chen's arrogant attitude. His whole body's aura vibrated, and his whole body's strength burst out instantly.

"Blood Sword Saint, go to hell."

Yuan Liang roared angrily and attacked Fang Chen with a tyrannical attack.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and a figure flew backwards from the martial arts stage and fell to the ground.

Everyone looked around and were horrified to find that it was not the Blood Sword Saint who fell to the ground, but Yuan Liang.

"How is that possible?"

Some warriors who did not understand the Blood Sword Saint exclaimed.

After all, Yuan Liang is also a strong man at the ninth level of the Creation Realm, with few rivals among the younger generation.

However, he was punched out by the Blood Sword Saint.

"How powerful is the Blood Sword Saint?"

"Oh my god, is the strength of the Blood Sword Saint comparable to that of the Emperor of Life and Death Realm?"

Many people exclaimed that geniuses who can compete with emperors in the realm of life and death are too rare.

As a leader of the younger generation of the Yuan clan, Yuan Liang placed countless hopes on the younger generation, but he was knocked away by the Blood Sword Saint's punch.

Phew...

Yuan Liang fell to the ground, vomiting blood and looking pale.

He looked up to the sky and roared angrily.

However, I was exhausted, and I was a little shaky even when I stood. I knew I was unable to fight anymore, so I could only watch the Blood Sword Master win the game unwillingly.

"The Blood Sword Saint wins." Yuangu said.

There was no expression on his face.

He just defeated Yuan Liang, as he expected.

After the Blood Sword Saint took the lead first, the other disciples of the Yuan clan followed.

After only ten matches, all the Creation Realm warriors who advanced to the finals were eliminated.

The next battle is a battle between emperors in the realm of life and death.

The emperor in the realm of life and death who is on stage is called Yuan Hei.

His cultivation level is at the third level of the life and death realm, and his opponent is a strong man at the fourth level of the life and death realm.

"Yuan Hei, give up."

"Impossible." Yuan Hei said solemnly.

Rumble...

The battle began. The people of the Yuan clan who were at the fourth level of the life and death realm stretched out their big hands, and terrifying power swept over them instantly.

However, Yuan Hei did not panic at all and dealt with it calmly.

What was seen was that just as the big hand was about to attack, Yuan Hei's figure disappeared like a ghost.

"Um?"
To be continued...