"If anyone can survive this big explosion, he will be the ox-helder who has ruled the kendo for eight hundred years!" The old sword saint coughed twice and stared at the smoke and dust that had not dissipated for a long time in the second arena.

Dust, debris, leaves, branches and other debris danced in the air, blocking all gazes that looked inward. Even the Sword Saint could not tell who survived from the undispersed explosion wave.

The sword master - Sect Sheng of Yagyu smiled and guessed:

"It must be Panasonic Daming."

But the swordsman who had fought against Tanaka Hitomi suddenly raised objections:

"That guy Tanaka Xing has an extremely terrifying ability to conserve. Even if he is seriously injured, his strength and speed will not be weakened at all. Maybe... he might be the one who survives."

At this time, Zhibo smiled and said:

"Why don't you want to open a plate and bet who can become the last survivor?"

The remaining five swordsmen shook their heads together.

It will definitely be next time!

Finally, Zhibo smiled indifferently:

"Whoever survives, the survivor will surely become the most powerful swordsman of all time!"

Looking at the miserable situation of the central ring and the second ring, the other five swordsmen agreed.

The audience outside the venue was like a group of big geese, with their necks high, trying to see the battle situation clearly in the smoke and dust, and they were talking:

"The attack just now must have been sent by Lord Panasonic."

"Then Laushizi Tianaka Xing is afraid he won't be able to survive."

"From now on, we have to call him the Sword Saint of the Panasonic?"

"No, I heard that it takes about a year to train in the Sword Saint's Chamber to complete the final breakthrough and achieve the Sword Saint's posture!"

Changchi Hou's naughty son - Changchi Longma is only twelve years old this year. It was just the time to move. He grabbed his father's sleeve and felt no fear at all because of the explosion. Instead, he laughed:

"Father, who won?"

Changchi Hou smiled, raised Changchi's dragon horse over his head, and asked loudly:

"Did you see clearly?"

Longma Changchi said in surprise:

"I've seen it clearly. It's the big brother who almost wants to fight you~"?

The swordsmen and ninjas around them all showed doubts. They were already middle and lower-level extraordinary species, and their eyes and ears were nourished by spiritual power, but they still could not see the battle situation in the smoke and dust. They frowned:

"What are you talking nonsense?"

"What can you see clearly with such a big haze?"

"Forget it, what are you calculating about with the children?"

Changchi Longma's face turned red and said angrily:

"It's that big brother Panasonic. I can see clearly that his right side is almost burned to charcoal!"

As the smoke gradually dissipates.

A figure gradually emerged in everyone's sight.

The old sword saint took the lead in seeing the survivor's appearance clearly, suddenly turned his head strangely, looked at Changchi Longma, and then slowly sat on the wooden throne to cultivate with the help of his followers.

The smoke and dust dissipated further.

Countless audiences were waiting for the final result on the periphery of the lush ancient trees.

final,

Under the eyes of thousands of years,

Chen Changan limped out of the smoke and dust, his arms holding the sword almost charred inch, and he laughed loudly:

"Everyone, the battle is over!"

The system even sent several congratulatory messages:

"Congratulations, you have successfully won the Sword Saint Selection Conference and received the blessing of the Sword Saint's luck!"

"Congratulations, your Dongsang World's favor has increased to 10.48%!"

"Congratulations, the treasure you have - the dark bullet has absorbed high-quality energy and is being converted into bloodline upgrade materials. It is expected to take 12 minutes and 48 seconds!"

The referee's swordsman felt ache and broke into the encirclement of the green ancient trees regardless of the danger. He soon found a few relics of the conservative swordsman, Tanaka Xing.

The old sword saint said in a true voice:

"The selection meeting of Sword Saints ends. I announce that Panasonic will become my successor, that is, the ninth generation of Sword Saints!"

Many viewers present cheered enthusiastically.

"God bless Dongsang, surrender my hero!"

"Pineas Sword Saint!"

"Let us cheer for the birth of the Nine Generation Sword Saint!"

Although many people still don’t know the right and wrong of Panasonic, in this situation, who is the champion and who are they cheer for!

"Finally...win!"

Chen Changan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face full of bitterness.

In order to defeat the Conservative Swordsman, Tanaka Hitomi, he paid a nearly terrifying price.

The right hand holding the sword was almost disabled, the surface muscles had completely turned into cooked meat, and the slight smell of human flesh was exuded.

The whole body is not much better. There are about 150 wounds of all sizes, all of which are damaged by the explosion.

This is the real terrifying place for the power of destruction!

Kill and hurt, no matter how enemies and us!

Once the spiritual power input of the Dead Thunder reaches a certain scale, a big explosion will inevitably occur, and its power is even so powerful that even Chen Changan himself cannot bear it.

This is also the reason why Chen Changan refused to use the Immediate Thunder in the last battle.

If he had not been quick to activate the power to buy life money and slightly deviated his body by about ten meters at the cost of millions of gold coins, then Chen Changan would have been as unstoppable as Tanaka Xing!

Even so, after the big explosion, Chen Changan was in a state of dying.

But fortunately,

After Chen Changan killed the Chiyang Swordsman Rigao Yunfei, he obtained 2 volcanic divinity, and he could retrieve the origin of the volcanic in a short time for blessing.

It was the continuous blessing of Mount Fuji that allowed him to escape from the dying state and barely restore his ability to move.

"Fortunately, everything is worth it."

At this time, the old sword saint was waving to him. Chen Changan showed a smile and slowly walked up to the platform without any notice of a child named Changchi Longma shouting:

"Look, I just said I've seen clearly, his right hand is completely black."

The swordsman ninjas around them were also amazed:

"You kid, why are you sharper than the sword saint's eyes?"

"Your son will become a great man in the future!"

"Train it well, maybe I will become a swordsman in the future!"

Changchi Hou responded with a smile:

"The dog is just a fool's guess, everyone is praised!"

On the high platform.

The old sword saint sat upright on the wooden throne, staring at the tall and young Chen Changan, and said with a smile:

"Child, you can leave."

Chen Changan showed a hint of shock:

"Is there no inheritance or something?"

The old sword saint laughed:

"All the inheritance and treasures of my Sword Saint lineage are hidden in the Chamber of War. Only the contemporary Sword Saint and his successors can find the Chamber of War in Mount Fuji!"

"As long as you go in, you will understand everything."

Chen Changan knew it and held the sword:

"After I have a good health, I will go to Mount Fuji immediately."

The old sword saint walked off the wooden throne and smiled:

"No need to waste time and practice, just sit on it for a while."

Chen Changan was very surprised and sat slowly on the wooden throne, and immediately heard the system prompt:

"Congratulations, you have obtained the blessing of the legendary treasure - the Sword Saint Wood Throne. Your attribute ability - regeneration (intermediate level) has been greatly enhanced, and temporarily upgraded to the advanced state. It is expected that in about fifteen minutes, all the injuries you suffered will be recovered."
To be continued...