Dragon Martial Sword Supreme

Challenge competition?

Everyone immediately showed curiosity in their eyes.

"The so-called challenge competition, as the name implies, is that anyone from the True Martial Realm of the Sky Dome Dynasty can challenge any of the sixty representative talents. The victor can replace their position to enter the Imperial Secret Realm; however, the contest disregards life or death. If you are not confident, it's best not to act rashly. Those who wish to challenge can stand out now."

Floating Cloud Monarch surveyed everyone with a smile and declared.

"Challenge the sixty representative talents? Replace their positions?"

Everyone was dazzled and excitement appeared once again.

Initially, they thought that after the first round of replacements was canceled, they would have no chance to enter the Imperial Secret Realm. Unexpectedly, this second round of challenge competition gave them another opportunity.

Meanwhile, the talents from various countries all focused their gazes, coldly surveying the attendees and displaying a strong aura.

They did not want to be challenged because it would imply that they were seen as weak and underestimated, which would be a blow to their reputation.

"These sixty talents, since they have all stood out from their own countries, surely have their exceptional qualities; none of them are easy to provoke. Who should be challenged?"

"Challenge those with lower cultivation."

"The ones with the lowest cultivation are Zhao Zilong and Ye Rui. Should we challenge these two?"

"But I heard that Zhao Zilong once defeated Yu Kun and his strength is astonishing, not an easy target. It's probably better to challenge Ye Rui."

"In my opinion, we should challenge those four newcomers; their strengths definitely aren't as developed as the others."

The crowd's gaze was moving back and forth over Zhao Letian and others, discussing among themselves.

"You, come out!"

After the noise for a moment, a tall and burly man in black suddenly stepped out of the crowd, pointing directly at Murong Zhan.

"Zilong, I thought they would challenge you first. Unexpectedly, the first one being challenged is me. It seems your fame has already spread far and wide here in the Sky Dome Dynasty. When we return, you must tell me all about your experiences during this time."

Murong Zhan looked at Zhao Letian, shaking his head with a smile.

Although he didn't know what Zhao Letian had undergone since leaving Gray Wolf Kingdom, the fact that they challenged him, a stronger True Martial Ninth Realm, instead of Zhao Letian, a True Martial Eighth Realm, suggested that they were very wary of Zhao Letian, which made him curious about Zhao Letian's current level of strength.

"Yes, we'll catch up when we return."

Zhao Letian smiled nonchalantly and nodded.

Afterward, Murong Zhan flipped his hand to take out a broadsword as big as a door, stepping forward directly onto the front platform.

The black-clothed and imposing man who challenged him seemed to be in his twenties, possessing a peak True Martial Ninth Realm cultivation. With no carelessness, he immediately took out his Spiritual Artifact broadsword.

"One punch, to send you to the west!"

The black-clothed man had already ascended the platform, wearing massive Spiritual Artifact gauntlets on his hands. As soon as Murong Zhan approached, he shouted loudly, a strong surge of True Yuan Power ballooning around him, he raised his fist and smashed it towards him, his eyes flickering with cold murderous intent.

This challenge match was a battle to the death, thus the black-clothed man didn't need to have any reservations, using his strongest attack right away, ready to crush Murong Zhan into mince.

"With just you trying to kill me? To seek your own death!"

Murong Zhan gave a cold smile, showing no fear, and directly swung his great sword to chop down.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a deafening explosion sounded, the violent True Yuan Power turned into a wave of air sweeping outwards, as a result, Murong Zhan's single slash fell, directly smashing the black-clad muscular man's gauntlets, causing him to spit out blood and fall off the platform, his bones shattered and organs ruptured, dying instantly on the spot.

Seeing this, the surrounding area suddenly fell silent.

The onlookers were all unbelievably stunned.

They hadn't anticipated that the gap between ordinary martial artists and these geniuses was so enormous that they couldn't even block a single move.

What they had even less expected was for Murong Zhan, who appeared like a refined young master, to act so ruthlessly and directly take the challenger's life.

However, the genius representatives from various countries remained very calm.

They knew well that as geniuses like themselves, none were kind-hearted; all were decisive killers, never showing mercy when it was time to deliver a killing blow.

The black-clad muscular man had shown killing intent towards Murong Zhan first; how could Murong Zhan possibly show mercy?

For Murong Zhan to slay this man was perfectly normal; otherwise, sparing his life might have made him appear weak in the eyes of other international geniuses.

As for Zhao Letian, he had no objection to Murong Zhan's actions because he would probably have done the same if he were in that position.

He knew that Murong Zhan likely wanted to deter others, to prevent just anyone from daring to challenge him.

This is called, "strike hard to prevent countless challenges."

"Does anyone else wish to challenge me? Step forward and I will handle you all at once."

Murong Zhan did not even glance at the body of the black-clad man but coldly surveyed the crowd and declared loudly.

The crowd all furrowed their brows and glanced at each other.

The power of the black-clad muscular man was already very formidable, yet he couldn't withstand a single strike from Murong Zhan. Who would dare take action lightly now?

"No one else? Very well, I'll step down for now. If there's anyone else who dares to challenge me later on, remember the example set by that man!"

Murong Zhan spoke with a cold and stern voice, put away his Spiritual Artifact great sword, and stepped down from the platform.

Zhao Letian was right. Having just arrived at the Sky Dome Dynasty, Murong Zhan naturally sought an opportunity to assert his authority to avoid being underestimated, and naturally, he had to demonstrate his thunderous approach by swiftly dealing with that black-clad muscular man.

After Murong Zhan stepped down, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

Murong Zhan had not only established his authority but also for the geniuses of the various countries, making the people present once again aware of the huge gap between them and these monstrous geniuses, as well as the immense risk of this challenge.

Just as the Floating Cloud Monarch had said, without absolute certainty, it is best not to act, or else it could very likely cost one's life.

"You, come out. Although this young master never hits women, for the sake of earning a spot in the Imperial Secret Realm, I must kindly ask you to be defeated!"

At that moment, a handsome young man in white, waving a folding fan, suddenly looked lecherously at Die Wu and said with a cold laugh.

To him, Die Wu seemed even weaker than Murong Zhan, and he couldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to handle even a woman.