Towards the Path of Heaven

Chapter 172

When Jin Lan spewed out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying, it was also announced that she had lost the battle in the arena. Both spirit runes were defeated in his disbelief. How could he, who suffered a counterattack, fight with all his strength?

However, this result was too shocking. Who would have thought that Jin Lan, who would almost certainly win in the eyes of most people, would turn around?

The disciples from the Northern Region, who were arrogant before the battle of Yan Chutian and Jin Lan, now had ugly expressions on their faces and were speechless. And just as they were disciples from the Southern Region who demanded that Yan Chutian was the disgrace of the Southern Region. Right now, their thoughts were the most complicated. Who would have thought that a cowardly turtle who did not dare to accept this challenge would actually defeat Jin Lan in a fair and honest place at the Tianji Meeting?

He defeated Jin Lan and ended up winning a beam of light for the Southern Region after continuous failure!

Among the witnessing disciples of the Southern Region, Zhou Qing was extremely excited. He cheered Yan Chutian's name with all his might. Following him, the disciples around the Southern Region were also motivated. This time, it was really all the disciples from the Southern Region, because Yan Chutian had won glory for those from the Northern Region. He deserves that kind of cheering.

Luo Xue, who was also a top saint son, looked up with her beautiful eyes. Since Yan Chutian had defeated Jin Lan, it seemed like he had finally started taking her seriously.

Even Xu Jian had a dignified look in his eyes at the moment. There was a complicated look in his eyes. Originally, he had thought that Yan Chutian would be pitifully defeated and bring great shame to the Southern Region. Who would have thought the end result would be like this?

However, no matter how complicated it was, there was still a trace of hostility in his eyes. He did not know when it had started, but he was already standing in a hostile position. No matter how great Yan Chutian looked, it would not change this.

Moreover, even without Yan Chutian, he, Xu Jian, was confident that he would win glory for the Southern Region!

"Yan Chu, the Holy Son of the Southern Region, won!"

Finally, a dignified voice sounded amidst cheers and announced the results. Due to this announcement, the cheers of the Southern Region disciples became even louder. On the contrary, the disciples of the Northern Region were moody. Even the top Sacred Parlors were humiliated. They were humiliated because their Holy Son had lost to the Southern Region's Holy Son.

“Hahaha ... Elders of the Northern Region, are you satisfied with the outcome of this battle?”

The moment the results were announced, Han Chen burst into laughter. His eyes were filled with pride as he looked at the elder from the Northern Region who had just mocked him. The elder from the Northern Region could only remain silent as he had lost the battle. However, they spoke with great confidence during the battle, so naturally could not refute him.

However, the Northern Region's stronghold did not remain silent. Finally, an elder spoke and said in a low voice, "Chairman Han, the Tianji Association cannot rely on a single person to turn the world around. A single disciple would not be able to decide the outcome of the battle. !"

"God ... My Southern Region certainly does not only have one disciple. This time around, your Main Region should not think of snatching Tianji's victory so easily!"

"Well, let's wait and see!"

The elders from the Northern and Southern Regions were at odds with each other. Vice Sect Leader Zhu Yun completely ignored them as there was no lack of competition in any sect. The strongest would survive, and the undeserving would naturally be eliminated.

If not, the entire Tianji Sect might be knocked out of the Central Plains and decline.

Since the upper echelon had such an attitude, the Holy Son and the lower disciple were naturally the same. After a moment of silence, the Holy Son of the Northern Region glared at them coldly. How could those who had always been arrogant allow themselves to be defeated by the trash from the Southern Region!

In the next instant, a tall figure flew out of the Northern Region Holy Son camp and landed on the platform. He glanced at the Southern Region's Holy Son and shouted coldly, "Wang Kun, the Northern Region's Holy Son, who will compete with me in the fourth battle?!"

As soon as Wang Kun appeared, he received cheers from the disciples in the Northern Region. Wang Kun was extremely famous in the Northern Region, and he was even more famous than the three previous Holy Sons. The disciples from the Northern Region believed that with him, this battle was in hand.

When Wang Kun appeared, Xu Jian from the Southern Region glanced at Yan Chutian who had returned with a pale complexion. Immediately, he jumped into the air as a black long sword shot through the air. He was the first to land on the stage before Xu Jian followed behind.

Wang Kun was speechless and could only glare at Xu Jian with an even colder gaze. However, even though Wang Kun was arrogant, he did not lose his sense of modesty. After all, he had heard of Xu Jian's name. He was one of the best in the Southern Region.

Perhaps he would have looked down on the Southern Region earlier, but after Yan Chutian had amazingly defeated Jin Lan, he understood that if he continued to look down on the Southern Region, it might actually rise.

"Xu Jian, the top Holy Son of the Northern Region? I want to see just how powerful you call that Yin Yang Sword Technique!"

"Haha ... naturally I will satisfy you."

As soon as his voice fell, a great and unparalleled battle began. From the sweep of Hao Han's spiritual energy to the collision of their spiritual inscriptions, the two fought back and forth. In this battle, Xu Jian displayed shocking strength. He had actually not fallen into an unfavorable position from start to finish, and had even suppressed Wang Kun.

This situation made Wang Kun feel extremely humiliated. He was the Holy Son of the Northern Region. How could he lose to the Southern Region's Holy Son? Jin Lan is an example. If he failed as well, he would no longer have a foothold in the Northern Region.

Therefore, the next attack became increasingly violent. A powerful aura circulated in every movement. Perhaps even a cultivator at the third level of the Elixir Realm would not be able to withstand the suppression of such a powerful aura and would be suppressed by it.

However, even though Wang Kun used his full strength, Xu Jian did not panic. The palm of his left hand suddenly swept across the black sword in his hand, and in an instant, a bright white-colored soft sword appeared in his left palm. One black and one white, two swords appeared simultaneously!

The appearance of the black and white sword in Xu Jian's hand was no secret, because it was at that moment that the full power of his Yin Yang Sword Technique was displayed.

Ever since the black and white sword appeared at the same time, the aura Xu Jian emitted was also different from before. It became cold, emotionless, and silent. After this result, the sword technique he displayed became extremely ferocious. With each slash, he actually suppressed Wang Kun continuously, causing him to continuously retreat a few steps.

In the end, Wang Kun was slashed by Xu Jian's sword. A striking blood flowed along the white sword and splattered into the sky. Accompanied by Wang Kun's painful groan, he crashed into the arena.

Wang Kun covered his chest. There were glaring and terrible wounds there. Not only did it tear off his clothes, but it also tore his chest apart, causing blood to flow nonstop.

"Suck!"

Wang Kun gritted his teeth and shouted. How could he think that he would end up like this in a battle with Xu Jian? He was even more miserable than Jin Lan. He had been pitifully defeated from start to finish.

However, regardless of whether Wang Kun was sure or not, the black sword in Xu Jian's hand was still raised. It carried a rolling spiritual power and hung above Wang Kun's head. As long as Xu Jian was willing, he could behead Wang Kun at any time.

Facing the threat of life and death, Wang Kun could only bow his arrogant head in the end. He said sadly, "I ... I admit defeat …"

When the word "confess defeat" came out of his mouth, the Southern Region disciples suddenly exploded into a world-shattering cheer. Who would have thought that the Southern Region's Holy Son would defeat the Northern Region's Holy Son right after Yan Chutian? This is a really nice surprise!

Along with cheers, the Northern Region disciples were still lifeless, just like the Southern Region disciples. How could they possibly think that after a winning streak, they would be met with a losing streak? Could this heavenly opportunity really be an opportunity for the Southern Region to turn things around?!

The Northern Region Elder, who had just spoken coldly to Han Chen, had a grim expression. Even he did not expect the Northern Region to lose to the Southern Region once again. Why are the disciples of the Northern Region so strange this time around?!

However, he was still very confident with his Northern Region Holy Son. The real power has not yet emerged. When stepping into the arena one by one, they would definitely make the Southern Region disciples feel despair.

"Did he win too?"