Multiverse: Beginning with Forced Binding

The worst was Zhang Xiaofan. In the original novel, he was lucky enough to be picked because of a lack of one person, but this time, he picked Chen Xi instead.

In other words, the people of Dazhu Peak fell into a civil war in the first round.

Chen Xi was speechless about this luck. Where is your protagonist halo?

Because I took up the extra spot, Zhang Xiaofan encountered himself?

After learning who his opponent was, Zhang Xiaofan's face turned pale. Although he had never fought with his junior brother, his junior brother's realm had always been faster than his, and he didn't have that confidence.

Lin Jingyu came to cheer Zhang Xiaofan up, but the people of Dazhu Peak couldn't say anything. It was not appropriate to cheer for anyone.

Tian Buyi was also depressed. Why was his luck so bad because of this incident?

After learning that Zhang Xiaofan had reached the fourth level of Yuqing Realm, Tian Buyi was still thinking about whether he could let this kid show his face. Now, against Chen Xi, there is no chance to show any performance.

On the day of the competition, the two men stood on both sides of the ring. Zhang Xiaofan was so nervous that he had to look at the scenery in the distance to relax himself. He was stunned by the sight.

Chen Xi on the opposite side: (눈_눈)

Should I take the opportunity to kick this guy down?

Fortunately, the referee called him back in time, and Zhang Xiaofan's thoughts were pulled back to the ring. His face flushed, and he lowered his head to apologize: "Junior brother, I'm sorry, I didn't notice it."

"Alas..." Chen Xi sighed, helpless: "Seventh Senior Brother, don't be nervous, just go ahead."

Not saying anything about suppressing strength in front of Zhang Xiaofan, it was considered to save face and dignity for the other party.

Zhang Xiaofan mustered up the courage to take out the fire stick, which immediately caused a burst of ridicule, and the audience laughed like crazy.

"Seventh Senior Brother, don't mind those people." Chen Xi said at the right time: "Just do what you want."

"Yes, yes, thank you for your reminder." Zhang Xiaofan gathered his mind, threw the fire stick out, and controlled the fire stick to start attacking.

Chen Xi didn't even use the Chixiao Sword, and a sword energy bounced out casually, hitting the fire stick. Zhang Xiaofan's control was not cunning at all, and it could be seen at a glance.

Zhang Xiaofan was not discouraged after the initial defeat. He kept trying and learning in the battle, and controlled the fire stick to continue attacking in a proper manner, and the way of attack began to change.

Chen Xi stood still, blocking the fire stick casually to prevent it from getting close to him.

Compared with Chen Xi's ease, Zhang Xiaofan had already started to sweat coldly. He couldn't help but get impatient, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.

As if sensing Zhang Xiaofan's restless mood, the fire stick exuded an extremely dangerous aura and rushed towards Chen Xi again. The cold aura probed over and entangled Chen Xi's body.

Chen Xi felt it and found that this aura could consume the body and spiritual power. It was probably absorbed by the fire stick. No wonder people who were touched by this thing would be weak and powerless.

The combination of the soul-sucking stick and the blood-thirsty bead is a threat to others, but not to oneself...

Chen Xi didn't want to destroy Zhang Xiaofan's chance, so he just used a sacred purification spell on the fire stick. A golden light fell on the fire stick, and the golden light exuded a soft aura.

It was this non-threatening soft aura that caused great harm to Zhang Xiaofan, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The blood-refining magic weapon was severely damaged, and Zhang Xiaofan was naturally not immune. This kind of damage was more serious than the destruction of ordinary magic weapons.

The golden light disappeared, and the fire stick fell on the stage. It looked like an inconspicuous stick. Zhang Xiaofan had fallen on the stage and was slowly getting up.

Chen Xi had never seen the magic cultivators in this world, but he had obtained a lot of experimental data from Zhang Xiaofan. It seemed that the divine system had a strong restraint on the magic cultivators.

Tian Buyi and Tian Ling'er, who were watching the battle, were full of questions. What kind of ability was that? Had Xiao Ba used it before?

Taoist Master Daoxuan was also watching the battle. He knew the inside story. After feeling Chen Xi's strength at the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm, he understood what this kid was thinking. He was really arrogant.

Zhang Xiaofan struggled to stand up, his legs still trembling uncontrollably. Chen Xi did not urge him, but stood there leisurely waiting.

Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked towards the fire stick. Every step was difficult. Finally... he picked up the fire stick.

"I won't lose, I won't lose, I won't lose!" Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were red, as if he was hypnotizing himself, ignoring the weakness and pain of his body, and rushed towards Chen Xi with a fire stick in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, Chen Xi thought about it and decided to give up the sacred ability, so as not to let his senior brother really play him to death.

Three ice walls appeared out of thin air and blocked Zhang Xiaofan. He waved the fire stick and attacked the ice wall frantically. The ice wall shattered into slag, but he didn't notice that the ice slag did not fall to the ground and turn into water.

When the three ice walls were destroyed, Zhang Xiaofan was surrounded by ice slag.

"That's it, Senior Brother Seven." Chen Xi raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Before Zhang Xiaofan could react, the temperature around him dropped rapidly in an instant, and the ice slag condensed into an ice coffin again, wrapping him up inside. No matter how he mobilized his limited spiritual power, he couldn't break free.

At this point, the winner was obvious. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't break free, and he would suffocate to death in the ice coffin. If he didn't suffocate to death, he would be frozen to death.

Inside the ice coffin, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the referee's signal. His junior brother won, and his anger subsided.

Chen Xi snapped his fingers again, and the ice coffin turned into ice slag again, and turned into water when it fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaofan gasped for breath, which was really suffocating for him just now.

When he raised his head again, the bloodshot in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes had disappeared, and his attitude became calm: "Junior brother, congratulations on your victory, you are really amazing."

Chen Xi smiled slightly, clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you for your advice, Senior Brother Seven."

Except for those who knew the inside story, there were not many people watching their fight. What was there for the people of Dazhu Peak to watch?

But those who watched it were keenly aware of Chen Xi's dark horse status. Apart from other things, just the ability to control ice is not something that ordinary people can do.

When Chen Xi controlled the ice, the audience had only one feeling, relaxed and comfortable, moving as he wanted, as if it was instinct.

Because of Tian Ling'er, Qi Hao also watched this game, and his face was not very good. When he was at the same level, he couldn't do such a comfortable operation.

Chen Xi only fought one match, but his reputation has spread, and many people have a new look at Dazhu Peak.

In addition to him, Tian Ling'er and Song Daren also passed the first round smoothly, and all the others were defeated.

Tian Buyi's face was not very good either. Guessing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.

In the battle of the top 32, Song Daren was eliminated, and Chen Xi and Tian Ling'er advanced to the top 16. Neither of them encountered any strong opponents.

In the top 16, Dazhu Peak encountered strong enemies. Chen Xi met Qi Hao and Tian Ling'er met Kawakami Tomie.

Both battles attracted a large number of spectators. Taoist Master Daoxuan and those first seats also paid special attention to them. More people were optimistic about Qi Hao.

Daoxuan and Tian Buyi sneered in their hearts and watched silently.

Qi Hao was at the eighth level of Yuqing Realm, and Chen Xi's strength was also at the eighth level of Yuqing Realm. This alone confused many people.

Tianyun Zhenren of Luoxia Peak suddenly stood up, and his hand trembled as he pointed at Chen Xi: "That kid... is he from Luoxia Peak before?"

Tian Buyi showed a lewd smile: "Yes."

"He, he is in the eighth level of Yuqing Realm? He has only practiced for five years?"

"Not bad." Tian Buyi finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Speaking of which, I have to thank Junior Brother Tianyun for giving me such a genius."

Tianyun Zhenren felt a tightness in his chest and almost vomited blood on the spot.

The other leaders also changed their expressions. This kind of talent...

They looked at Tian Buyi angrily. This guy is really lucky.

On the stage, Chen Xi still maintained a calm look and saluted slightly: "Senior Brother Qi, please."

"Junior Brother Chen, please." After Qi Hao returned the salute, he directly drew out the Ice Sword. As he swung it, the cold air accompanied the sword light layer by layer.

Chen Xi was slightly stunned. Why did it feel like a spiritual power version of the flying slash?

He casually shot out a few sword qi, opened a gap, and Chen Xi rushed out in a flash, and the whole arena was full of phantoms.

Qi Hao pinched his left hand and condensed several ice shields to block in front of him. Under the command of the Ice Sword, countless ice spikes appeared out of thin air and fell.

The phantoms dodged the attacks, and from time to time an ice shield was broken. For a moment, Qi Hao couldn't tell which one was the real body. He simply found an angle and suddenly released the largest sword light from the sword in his hand, sweeping across the arena.

Chen Xi appeared in mid-air and punched Qi Hao from a distance. The cold air collided with the ice shield and sword light.

He appeared at the edge of the arena again, with his hands on the ground. A super-low temperature cold air hit like a huge wave, freezing everything along the way.

Qi Hao used the ice shield to block the cold air, and the sword light came one after another. The cold tide was filled again as soon as it was cut, until it completely submerged him.

A sword light shot up into the sky, breaking the cold air that enveloped the arena. Qi Hao showed up, his face a little pale. The continuous attacks before had consumed him a lot.

On the viewing platform, the chiefs and elders were talking about it, and Cangsong Zhenren's face was even more gloomy. The contrast was too obvious. Others seemed to be playing around, but Qi Hao was in a hurry.

"Brother Qi, do you want to continue?" Chen Xi kindly reminded: "I'm afraid I can't hold back."

Since Chen Xi said so, Qi Hao couldn't admit defeat. Long Shoufeng and he couldn't afford to lose that person. He raised the ice sword and took a stance again.

"Okay, since you have made a choice, don't blame me." Chen Xi said, holding his hands together, raising his arms high and pointing at Qi Hao: "Forgiveness of the Goddess of Dawn!"

Plagiarism!

Complete plagiarism!

Chen Xi directly plagiarized Camus's moves. They are all ice abilities. You have absolute zero, and I have it too. Why can't I use it!

A cold air with strong murderous intent rushed towards him. Qi Hao had only one feeling: if he couldn't stop it, he would die!

A figure intervened in the fight between the two people and blocked Qi Hao's body. The spiritual power condensed into a wall, blocking the absolute zero cold air.

Cangsong Zhenren was also stunned. This cold air... can even freeze spiritual power? !

The referee also signaled at this time that Chen Xi won.

Chen Xi stopped output, and the cold air suddenly stopped. Qi Hao came back to his senses and stood there in shame, not having the face to see his master.

"This failure is not your fault." Cangsong Zhenren said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

"Yes, Master." Qi Hao followed Cangsong to leave the ring. Before leaving, he looked at Chen Xi with a complicated look. He lost, whether it was on the battlefield or in the love field, he lost.

The people left, but the frozen spiritual power of Cangsong Zhenren was still there, standing on the ring like an ice shield, even the spiritual power was frozen into ice molecules.

Chen Xi snapped his fingers, exploding the sky full of ice crystals. This scene stunned many female cultivators from Xiaozhu Peak, and their eyes began to shine as they stared at him.

The chief monks and elders were silent. They didn't know what to say, but just looked at Tian Buyi with envy, while the latter was so arrogant.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The news of Tian Ling'er's failure soon came back. Zhenren Shuiyue's face looked better, and Tian Buyi stopped being arrogant and sat there without saying a word.

The two biggest dark horses that appeared in the Seven Veins Martial Arts Competition, Chen Xi from Dazhu Peak and Fu Jiang from Xiaozhu Peak, both battles were talked about with relish.

Under the suppression of absolute strength, what Chen Xi taught Tian Ling'er didn't work at all. After all, her opponent was Fu Jiang. In terms of insidiousness and meanness, Tian Ling'er was not good enough.

Chen Xi froze the entire ring with cold air, and so did Kawakami Tomie. She turned the entire ring into a sea of ​​fire. When she pulled out the Blood-Shine Danqing, Tian Ling'er had no chance of winning.

Longshou Peak was unlucky this year. Qi Hao, who was highly expected, stopped in the top 16, and Lin Jingyu stopped in the top 8. His opponent was still Chen Xi. They hated Dazhu Peak to death.

Lin Jingyu held the Dragon Slaying Sword and resolutely used the Ghost Slaying God, launching a life-threatening attack. The Ghost Slaying God had no defense.

The powerful Ghost Slaying God... hit nothing.

Chen Xi had a bad brain and would stand there to take the opponent's big move. He flew high in the sky, with six wings of light behind him, holding the Chixiao Sword high.

Tian Buyi and Tian Ling'er were a little numb. They would not be surprised by any strange abilities Xiao Ba used. This was the privilege of genius.

As Chen Xi operated his spiritual power, thunder roared in the sky, and dark clouds covered the entire sky.

Even Taoist Master Daoxuan couldn't sit still at this moment. Do you want to play so big? !

Chen Xi's voice resounded through the sky: "Nine Heavens Mysterious Break, transformed into divine thunder, magnificent heavenly power, guided by the sword."

An extremely strong thunder fell, wrapping Chen Xi's whole body, and at this time, he could actually speak: "As a reward for killing ghosts and gods, I hope you can take this move."

After Chen Xi's spiritual power was circulated, the power of the thunder was further strengthened. Coupled with the amplification terms of the Chixiao Sword, Lin Jingyu saw the thunder falling from the sky, any one of which could split him into ashes.