In the Holy Palace, there are countless arenas.
This is the place where Tianjiao disciples from the Holy Land of Taichu usually compete and practice martial arts. It is located halfway up the Holy Mountain of Taichu.
At this time, Yansheng Palace was already filled with dense crowds of people, and all the disciples who were qualified to come here were here.
The elders released news throughout the Holy Land of Taichu, shocking news.
The ancient son of the Zhang family is about to compete with the geniuses of their Taichu Holy Land!
As soon as this news came out, the entire Holy Land of Taichu was shaken.
They had seen the divine son of the ancient Zhang family before. At the age of six, he had reached the first level of the divine elixir realm.
And those top geniuses in their Holy Land of Taichu are in the real-person realm, and even in the princely realm.
They were curious about the first-level creation of the divine elixir realm and the genius with advanced cultivation. In the collision between the two, who would win and who would lose?
While many disciples from Taichu Holy Land were waiting, they couldn't help but whisper to each other.
"Do you think this divine son of the ancient Zhang family can defeat the geniuses of our Holy Land?"
A skinny young man whose cultivation was only at the first level of the Sea Transformation Realm had a curious expression on his face.
Beside him, a quiet and calm woman shook her head slightly.
"I guess it's quite embarrassing. The divine son of the ancient Zhang family is indeed an evildoer, a real evildoer, but his shortcoming is that his cultivation level is too low."
"How can a first-level divine elixir realm be the opponent of those geniuses at the real-person realm in our Taichu Holy Land?"
The skinny boy couldn't help but nod in agreement.
"I think it's the same. My cultivation level is too low and this shortcoming is too big."
"It's just that the ancient divine son of the Zhang family lost face in my holy land. I wonder what the scene will be like?"
After the words fell, the Taichu Holy Land disciples all around showed subtle expressions.
Suddenly, a Taichu Holy Land disciple exclaimed.
"Look, those are the geniuses of my Taichu Holy Land, they are here!"
Many Taichu Holy Land disciples quickly looked at the door of Yansheng Palace.
I saw a dozen young figures full of arrogance there, and each of them had a powerful aura.
The leader was a man with a sword on his back, a calm expression on his face, and a faint sword energy flashing around his body.
Seeing this man carrying a sword, all the Taichu Holy Land disciples in Yansheng Palace changed their expressions and quickly bowed respectfully.
"I have met His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"
Bai Mushu raised his head, ignored the Taichu Holy Land disciples around him, and came to a place in Yansheng Palace to sit down cross-legged.
Behind him, the other geniuses looked unruly and indifferent.
It is not surprising that many Taichu Holy Land disciples ignored Bai Mu Shu. Bai Mu Shu was also the same in the past.
As the youngest holy son of Taichu Holy Land, Bai Mushu seems peaceful, but is extremely conceited.
But it was one thing for Bai Mu Shu to ignore him, and another thing for them to be polite or not.
The disciples of Taichu Holy Land looked at each other with serious expressions.
They had guessed before that Zhang Chen would not be their opponent for the genius of the Holy Land of Taichu.
Now seeing the unruly and confident expressions on these geniuses' faces, they are even more certain.
Perhaps this ancient divine son of the Zhang family, who has been unparalleled in the Beiming Dao domain recently, will be defeated in their Holy Land of Taichu!
At this moment, a domineering beast roar came out.
"Roar!"
Hearing the beast's roar, the Taichu Holy Land disciples in Yansheng Palace couldn't help but turn pale.
What a terrible roar!
Just hearing the roar made them feel like their souls were being shattered. How powerful must the owner of this beast's roar be?
The space trembled, and a big black hole opened.
The next moment, a fire unicorn with blazing red flames all over its body walked out of it.
The space where Huo Qilin stood was burned by the red flames, causing holes to appear. The moment he appeared, the Yansheng Palace became more than ten degrees hotter.
Unruly, arrogant and domineering!
Seeing this fire unicorn, the disciples of Taichu Holy Land unconsciously said these words in their hearts.
Pure blood fire unicorn!
"Sorry for the long wait!"
On Huo Qilin, a figure slowly stood up with a kind smile on his face.
The disciples of Taichu Holy Land came back to their senses, saw the figure on Huo Qilin, and quickly raised their hands.
"I have met His Highness the Godly Son of the Zhang Family in ancient times!"
They recognized that this fire unicorn was the mount that Zhang Chen rode when he came here before.
A pure-blooded fire unicorn serves as a mount. Is this the heritage of the Zhang family?
Zhang Chen waved his hand.
"No need to be polite, the elders must have told you why I am here."
Having said this, Zhang Chen looked at Bai Mushu who had already stood up and the many geniuses of the Holy Land of Taichu.
"You are the strongest young disciple in Taichu Holy Land now, Bai Mu Shu, right? Senior Bai told me about you."
Hearing this, Bai Mu Shu's calm face showed a trace of fluctuation.
He slightly arched his hands towards Zhang Chen.
"Bai Mu Shu, the Holy Son of the Holy Land of the Absolute Beginning, has met His Highness the Son of God!"
Behind him, the other geniuses lazily handed over their hands.
"I have met His Highness the Son of God!"
Although he was saluting, his attitude was completely insincere.
Zhang Chen didn't care, only absolute strength could make them surrender.
To be honest, Zhang Chen was very disappointed when he saw them.
Except for Bai Mu Shu, no one could catch his eye.
Bai Mu Shu slightly arched his hands.
"I don't know what His Highness the Son of God just said about my ancestor mentioning me. What did the ancestor say to you?"
There was a faint look of nervousness on his face.
Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows.
I didn't realize it, but he was still a guy who wanted to be recognized.
Zhang Chen grinned at Bai Mu Shu.
"Senior Bai said that you are too talented and too arrogant. You must go through a severe beating before you can recognize yourself and practice hard!"
"And I am the one who was asked by Senior Bai to beat you up."
As soon as the voice fell, there was an instant silence in Yansheng Palace.
Too much talent, too arrogant!
Come here and beat up Bai Mushu?
This divine son of the ancient Zhang family is so arrogant!
A man who is at the first level of the divine elixir realm and wants to beat up Bai Mu Shu who is in the princely realm?
Bai Mushu's expression instantly turned ugly, and he took a deep look at Zhang Chen.
"In that case, Your Majesty the Son of God, I will see you later."
After saying that, he turned around and said in a deep voice.
"Ma Kuang, go have some fun with His Highness the Son of God, and be careful not to injure His Highness the Son of God."
A burly man walked out from behind and smiled arrogantly.
"Your Highness the Son of God, I will be your opponent!"
The expressions of the Taichu Holy Land disciples around him were condensed.
The competition is about to begin!
Zhang Chen shrugged, not paying attention, and put Huo Lie into the Zi Qi bracelet.
Standing there with one hand behind his back, he stretched out a finger from the other hand and lightly hooked it.
"If you can make me move one step, I lose!"
The burly man Ma Kuang laughed furiously, and his cultivation level belonging to the third level of the Real Realm exploded all over his body.
"I respectfully call you His Royal Highness the Son of God because you are the divine son of the ancient Zhang family, but this honorific title is not the reason why you despise me so much!"
Before he finished speaking, and regardless of whether he had entered the ring yet, a yellow glove appeared on his hands.
As soon as he stepped on the sole of his foot, yellow spiritual power enveloped his body and he punched Zhang Chen.
"High-grade spiritual skills, Hundred Battle Fist!"
The huge yellow fist shadow condensed on Ma Kuang's fist, causing the atmosphere in the Deyan Holy Palace to become depressing in an instant.
Feeling the terrifying aura in the fist shadow, the surrounding Taichu Holy Land disciples quickly retreated a distance and looked at Zhang Chen nervously.
Faced with this punch, how should Zhang Chen respond?
Zhang Chen's pupils, which were like a sea of purple stars, flickered with light. He looked at the yellow fist shadow and shook his head slightly.
“It looks fancy, but it’s actually full of flaws!”
Before he finished speaking, he lightly tapped his finger forward, and a stream of purple light flew out from his finger.
"Dacheng Shenxiao Finger!"
Compared with the yellow fist shadow, the purple streamer seems a bit insignificant.
But the effect of the collision between the two shocked everyone.
"Pfft!"
The purple stream of light passed through the yellow fist shadow without any hindrance and landed heavily on Ma Kuang.
Immediately afterwards, the purple stream of light passed through Ma Kuang and fell on the wall of Yansheng Palace. Under the influence of the formation, it slowly dissipated.
"Bang!"
A sound was heard, and Ma Kuang's figure flew out upside down.
Still in the air, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
In his chest, a hole the size of a finger appeared, and the scene on the other side could be seen from one side.
After falling to the ground, Ma Kuang had an unimaginable look on his face.
How can it be? !
How could he find the only flaw in Baizhan Fist so accurately?
He has cultivated the Hundred Battle Fist to a perfect state, but there is still a flaw that cannot be eliminated.
In order to prevent others from discovering it, he kept changing the direction of the flaw, so that it was not in the same place every moment.
But Zhang Chen actually directly and accurately predicted where the flaw would appear next, and eliminated it with one finger!
Zhang Chen retracted his fingers and made a faint sound.
"Next person."
