75: Chapter 75 The Final Battle! Gu Chen vs. Bing Xin

Gu Qingshan lay on the bed, feeling quite pleased with himself.

The Top 32.

He had stopped at the Top 32.

He had lost to an opponent at the fifth level of the Sovereign Realm. The opponent's cultivation was two minor Realms higher than his, and their weapon was not inferior either. By the end of the fight, his spiritual energy was exhausted, and he was knocked off the arena in a single move.

It was just that little bit of difference.

It was a matter of talent.

His talent could not compare to those people, and his time spent Cultivating could not compare to theirs either.

He was able to reach the Top 32 by relying on the blade given by the Old Ancestor, the resources of the Gu Family, and the experience honed from dying time and time again in the God-Locking Tower.

But in the face of absolute strength, these were still not enough.

However, for him, it was already enough. He had not held much hope to begin with, so managing to break into the Top 32 was a decent achievement.

In any case, he had only come to watch.

Getting into the Top 32 as a side benefit didn't seem too bad!

"Brother Qingshan." Gu Chen's voice came from outside the door.

Gu Qingshan sat up. "Gu Chen?"

The door was opened, and Gu Chen walked in, carrying two jugs of wine in his hand.

"Want a drink?"

Gu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Come on!"

The two sat by the window, facing the night scene outside, each with a jug of wine.

Gu Qingshan took a large gulp and let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity that I only made it this far."

Gu Chen glanced at him. "You are in the Top 32; that is already very strong."

"But I wanted to get into the Top 16."

"Next time."

"Next time means waiting a hundred years."

Gu Chen fell silent for a moment. "Then wait a hundred years."

Gu Qingshan gave a bitter smile. This competition had age restrictions; he wouldn't be able to participate in the next one in a hundred years. To think he would tell him to wait a hundred years! He was really good at comforting people!

"You, everything about you is good, except that you don't know how to comfort people."

Gu Chen also smiled. "Isn't this me comforting you?"

"You're just fobbing me off."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

After laughing, Gu Qingshan took a deep breath and clenched his fists!

"Tomorrow is the finals, good luck."

Gu Chen nodded. "Mm."

"Let those people from Central Province see that those who come from the Eastern Region are not inferior to them!"

Gu Chen smiled. "Okay."

The two clinked their wine jugs together and drank it all in one go.

On the other side of the Zuixian Restaurant, Li Shuangxu sat in the lobby, holding a tournament schedule manual in his hand.

He had not signed up; he was just here to watch the excitement from the start.

However, seeing Gu Qingshan stop at the Top 32 and Ru Shuang get eliminated, he didn't feel good either.

"This is Central Province! Geniuses are like clouds, and those at the Sovereign Realm are as common as dogs."

In Qingyun Province, he was a Saint, a Genius, the number one person.

Upon arriving in Central Province, he didn't even have the qualifications to sign up. It was cruel, but real!

"Forget it, I won't think about it." He stood up and walked upstairs.

Tomorrow is the finals, he had to sleep early.

Tomorrow he had to bet on the Young Lord to win!

And earn some money for a wife!

The next day.

Before dawn, the martial arts arena was already packed with people.

The finals!

Gu Chen vs Saintess Bing Xin!

One was a dark horse from the Eastern Region who had appeared out of nowhere, sweeping all the way to the finals!

The other was the biggest favorite to win the championship, the Saintess of the Ice Phoenix Clan, at the Peak of the fifth level of the Sovereign Realm!

This final match attracted the eyes of the entire Central Province!

In the stands, representatives from major Emperor Clans, longevity families, and hidden experts gathered together!

"Who do you think will win?" someone asked.

"It's hard to say. Saintess Bing Xin has high cultivation, a strong Bloodline, and a quasi-emperor artifact in her hand."

"Gu Chen is not weak either. You have all seen his Sword Intent; he can even split the Zhuge Family's Formation with a single sword strike."

"But Saintess Bing Xin is not the Zhuge Family. When the Ice Phoenix Bloodline erupts with full power, the cold Qi can freeze space. No matter how fast Gu Chen's sword is, it will be useless if it gets frozen."

"That makes sense!"

"However, I favor Saintess Bing Xin more. After all, with the Ice Phoenix Clan's history of hundreds of thousands of years, their strength is definitely extraordinary!"

Discussions rose and fell, but not many people favored Gu Chen.

After all, Saintess Bing Xin's strength was there for all to see: Peak of the fifth level of the Sovereign Realm, Ice Phoenix Bloodline, a quasi-emperor artifact, and rich combat experience.

Although Gu Chen had swept all the way through, no one dared to say whether he could win when encountering a true top-tier Genius.

Saintess Bing Xin sat in a corner, closing her eyes to rest, surrounded by several Elders of the Ice Phoenix Clan.

"Saintess, that Gu Chen's Sword Intent is very strong, you must be careful." An Elder whispered.

Saintess Bing Xin opened her eyes. "I know."

"His Sword Intent is very strong, and there is an unfathomable Family standing behind him."

The Elder nodded. "Therefore..."

Saintess Bing Xin interrupted her. "Therefore, I will not underestimate the enemy, but I will not be afraid either!"

She stood up and glanced at Gu Chen. "He is just a Genius who suddenly appeared from the Eastern Region. His strength is very high, but he is not invincible!"

That Elder opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

This Gu Chen was indeed a dark horse; wanting to defeat him was probably not that simple.

However, with the Ice Phoenix Clan's heritage of hundreds of thousands of years, Saintess Bing Xin, who had been carefully nurtured, would never be easily defeated!

This was the confidence and power that came from a top-tier Emperor Clan!

Saintess Bing Xin said calmly, "I will win! The championship is mine."

Her voice was not loud, but very firm.

The several Elders beside her looked at each other, and they all saw relief in each other's eyes.

The Saintess was still that same Saintess: confident, composed, and would not be influenced by anyone.

That was enough.

If she didn't even have this bit of confidence, she would not be worthy of being the Saintess of the Ice Phoenix Clan!

What was needed was absolute confidence!

On the other side.

Gu Chen was looking up at the arena, his eyes very firm!

"Let's go."

Gu Qingshan and Li Shuangxu followed behind.

Ru Shuang also followed behind, but her face was noticeably pale.

Gu Chen turned his head to look at Ru Shuang. Jian Wuji had told him that the Soul could not last long, and at most it would dissipate in half a year.

At the same time, he also told him that the Soul seemed to be an important person to him.

However, Gu Chen didn't know what to do; perhaps only the Old Ancestor had a way.

But taking her directly back to the Gu Family seemed a bit inappropriate, after all, she was a girl!

He would have to wait until after the competition to ask for her opinion.

Now that he had entered the finals, his focus had to be on this final match!

In the stands, the noise was deafening.

"Gu Chen! Gu Chen! Gu Chen!"

"Saintess Bing Xin! Saintess Bing Xin! Saintess Bing Xin!"

The shouts rose and fell, deafening.

Saintess Bing Xin walked onto the arena first and stood on one side, her long hair fluttering!

The Bloodline of the Ice Phoenix Clan surged within her, and the surrounding air grew several degrees colder!

In the stands, the Elders of the Ice Phoenix Clan nodded with satisfaction.

"The Saintess's Ice Phoenix Bloodline is becoming more and more pure!"

"This championship is secure!"

"Guaranteed win!"

Gu Chen walked up from the other side, that rusty sword still at his waist.

In the stands, discussions broke out everywhere.

"Is that Gu Chen? He doesn't look like much! Is he as miraculous as you all brag about?" a newly arrived Loose Cultivator asked.

"You wouldn't know if you haven't watched; his strength is definitely first-class! And his cultivation is only at the first level!"

"First level of the Sovereign Realm, being able to reach the finals is already a miracle!"

"The miracle has reached its end! Saintess Bing Xin definitely won't give him a chance! After all, I bet on Saintess Bing Xin to win!"

Gu Chen walked to the center of the arena and stood opposite Saintess Bing Xin.

The two were fifty zhang apart.

Their eyes met.

"The Genius Tournament, finals, now begins!"