Chapter 22: Mysterious Land of Devil Body

  It's already the third update today, and my eyes are sore from writing...

  Feng Lian sat in a large chair, narrowing his eyes as he rested his mind. During this period of time in the Yang Realm, cultivators had suffered heavy losses and all retreated underground, causing the demonic tribe's momentum to surge greatly. This time, they recruited many more outer sect disciples than ever before. This was also why he personally came to this trial grounds.

  What he needs to focus on now is those two hundred people who have the opportunity to become inner disciples.

  Before that, there will be an elimination round of 500 people as usual. These trials are considered to be the lowest level in the "Longsheng Gate", so he doesn't take it seriously and won't go watch either.

  Just then, he heard applause coming from the training ground, and the sound continued for a long time, getting more and more lively.

  This made him feel very strange, so he summoned Tu Bo and asked:

  "What round is it now? Is this world so exciting that even the elimination rounds are thrilling?"

  Tu Bo originally didn't watch the elimination match either, but after hearing Feng Luo's words, he walked out and soon rushed back in, saying:

  "For now, it's still in the first stage, with 100 people competing in different arenas. Ninety-eight have already been decided, but this last pair is still competing."

  "Oh, it's been a long time." Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaolou raised an eyebrow and walked out. He actually wanted to see what kind of competition would take so much time.

  Is it really evenly matched?

  The unfinished competition has attracted the attention of everyone in the arena. They all looked up, gazing at the two figures rising and falling in the air above the arena.

  As soon as they heard the sound and took a look, they were immediately attracted by the two of them.

  "Are these two also Outer Disciples who are going to participate in the Elimination Tournament?" asked Feng Luotian.

  "It was him, that slender and agile guy named Zhang Chong. His speed ranked first among the five thousand people, but his strength and magic power both ranked last. I had an impression of him during the selection process. In order to split a boulder in two, he cut off both his hands, which showed a lot of determination. However, when it came to practicing magic, he seemed to have no talent at all."

  "As for the person he's competing against, I'm not too familiar with him either, but judging from his skills, he shouldn't be appearing in the elimination round."

  After listening to Tu Ba's answer and looking at the distant battle, Feng Lu also fell into deep thought. After a long time, he finally said,

  "Are you sure his magical power is low?"

  "That's right, I just confirmed it with him, this Zhang Chong, his magical power is almost zero."

  "His magic is zero, but his physical skills are this flexible. Could it be that he can cultivate the 'Mystic Earth Magic Body'?" The words spoken by Feng Luodie were extremely soft, but his body slightly trembled nonetheless.

  "【Mystic Earth Demon Body】?" Tu Ba was also shocked and asked Ting Feng Luo.

  "Is this the first demon body that no one has been able to cultivate for nearly ten thousand years?"

  "It is," said Ting Feng slowly.

  "There are 172 types of demonic bodies, the [Mystic Earth Demonic Body] is not divided into yin and yang, yet it can rank first, due to its infinite transformations. However, the difficulty of cultivating it also ranks first."

  The cultivation of the demon body lies in the operation of magic, constantly tempering the body. And having a physical body that cultivates the "Xuandi Demon Body" material, a big difference is that the time it takes to operate the magic for one week is extremely long, with some needing several months and others requiring ten years. The longer the time required to operate one week of magic, the stronger the cultivated "Xuandi Demon Body". And the demons who cultivate the "Xuandi Demon Body" have an extremely formidable innate talent in the way of body techniques.

  After hearing Feng Lu's words, Tu Ba finally understood the ferocity of the "Xuan Di Demon Body". Of course, he also understood why this demon body was ranked first, but there were very few people who knew about it.

  Most people become demon cultivators because the path of demon cultivation has a lower threshold and is much faster than immortal cultivation. For example, the "Xuandi Demon Body" requires ten years to complete one cycle of demonic energy, which is extremely rare in immortal cultivation methods. Even if its power is strong, it's not surprising that people don't like it because of the time it takes.

  But the cultivation of magic is slow, and the cultivation of body techniques is fast. With these two abnormal requirements put together, how many people can meet both conditions at the same time?

  Listening to the wind and gazing at the figure still competing in front of me, I whispered in my heart.

  "Is the emergence of the [Mystic Earth Demon Body] every ten thousand years not a great opportunity for my [Longevity Gate]? And will my [Longevity Gate] also rise to prominence among the demon clans because of this?"

  Zhang Chong was completely unaware that at this time, there were still people who had such high expectations of him. His current thoughts were all focused on how to avoid the iron fist that was about to be unleashed.

  The iron fist of the sky came with a loud whoosh, striking his body like a barrage of cannonballs. The wind generated by the punch alone was enough to make his body feel as if it had been cut by a knife.

  Add that Pojun's body is huge and his appearance is extremely ugly. Zhang Chong has already been at a disadvantage after just a few rounds.

  However, when neither side has a clear advantage or disadvantage, it is not possible for either side to concede defeat unilaterally.

  "What a despicable rule!!! Zhang Chong cursed the person who set this rule in his heart for no less than ten thousand times. He had thought that he would fight with all his might, take a punch from Po Tian and then admit defeat."

  But this time, Po Tian's punch was even more shocking than the first time. Zhang Chong felt that if he were to take this punch on his body, he would not just be seriously injured, but directly killed.

  "If it's really like that, then I won't be able to play anymore." Zhang Chong said in his heart, and his body also escaped quickly.

  After narrowly avoiding several attacks, Zhang realized that his physical form was unable to keep up with Po Tian's speed. At this point, he steeled himself and ignored Po Tian's punches, instead focusing wholeheartedly on executing his techniques as he normally would in training.

  At this moment, he can no longer feel the sky breaking just beside him.

  Po Jun Tian, although extremely fierce, was still missing a screw in his brain. Seeing that several punches couldn't hit Zhang Chong, he had already become enraged, and the speed of his punches became even faster and more powerful.

  His fist chased after Zhang Chong's figure, but what he touched was just a residual image.

  Although Zhang Chong's figure was agile and nimble, it had a stark contrast with Po Tian. However, an expert could see at a glance that the truly formidable one was Zhang Chong.

  Two people in the arena, a thrilling chase war, one is to exert strength to the extreme, one is to exert body method to the extreme, among the tumbling and dodging, brought bursts of applause.

  Chen Ling'er gazed at the intense competition in mid-air, and her palms couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. Strangely, she didn't know why, but her heart was worried about this person's safety.

  She and he had only met a few times, and Zhang Chong's appearance could only be described as ordinary, not handsome, and even less so with an illustrious family background. However, there was something inexplicably mysterious about him that drew her heart to that place.

  It was Zhang Chong who saved her from escaping Luo Ding that night, and he did not hesitate to offend such a powerful authority for her sake.

  It was also him who dared to slap her fragrant shoulders heavily.

  This has never been done to her before by anyone.

  "Could it be that I would actually like someone like him?" Chen Ling'er's heart found that even she herself couldn't answer such a question. Perhaps the naive emotions of a young girl are always hard to grasp.

  "You go first and end this fight, don't ruin a good seedling." Feng Xia looked at the trial field and slowly said to Tu Bo.

  "Yes sir," Tu Ba said with a bow.