There was deathly silence in Yansheng Palace.
All the Taichu Holy Land disciples looked at Ma Kuang, who was lying on the ground and bleeding continuously, with shock and disbelief.
Ma Kuang, who was at the third level of the real person realm, was defeated by Zhang Chen, who was at the first level of the divine elixir realm, with just one finger?
Not only was he defeated, he was even severely injured, leaving him unable to fight again.
Is this the power of the created body?
Ma Kuang is a genius with eight-star talent!
Bai Mushu, who had just turned around, suddenly turned around and looked at Ma Kuang, who was lying on the ground bleeding, with a gloomy expression.
A hole was made in the chest with a finger. As a real person, Ma Kuang was naturally not in danger of his life.
But Bai Mushu knew that Ma Kuang no longer dared to fight Zhang Chen again.
The battle just now made Ma Kuang aware of the gap, and he had an unspeakable fear of Zhang Chen.
Otherwise, with that level of injury, Ma Kuang would have stood up long ago.
Withdrawing his gaze, Bai Mushu took a deep breath.
"His Royal Highness the Son of God's methods really impress me!"
That finger pointed directly at the vital point, and this ability made Bai Mushu a little afraid.
Zhang Chen smiled softly when he heard this.
"Will you, the Holy Son, come in person next?"
"Of course, if you choose to go together, you can save more effort."
Under the Hongmeng Dao, there is no way to hide the flaws.
As soon as Ma Kuang took action, he noticed the flaw.
The Shenxiao Finger used only 10% of its strength to break Ma Kuang's full force blow, causing him to lose his confidence.
Bai Mei asked him to teach these guys a lesson, and he had to take the class seriously.
Bai Mushu shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice.
"Bai Mushu admires His Highness the Son of God's strength. I apologize to you for my previous contempt."
"Next, our Holy Land genius will have a real battle with you, His Highness the Son of God!"
Behind Bai Mushu, the other geniuses from the Holy Land of Taichu had serious expressions on their faces, completely losing their previous arrogance and carelessness.
Zhang Chen's strength exceeded their imagination. The power of that finger barely reached the level of a real person, but it pointed directly at the vital point.
A person at the first level of the divine elixir realm has such vision, it’s really terrifying!
And they knew very well that such a powerful Zhang Chen was only six years old!
Bai Mushu bowed slightly and made an invitation in the direction of an arena.
"Your Highness the Son of God, please!"
Zhang Chen smiled and strode towards the ring.
As soon as he entered the arena, Zhang Chen felt that his surroundings had become much larger.
Just like the Zhangjiawu Arena, there is a unique world inside the arena.
Under the ring, Bai Mushu nodded slightly to a beautiful woman with skin as soft as gel.
"Li Muchan, next you go and meet the divine son of the ancient Zhang family."
"Remember, don't hold back, he is very strong!"
The beautiful woman took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
"Don't worry, Holy Son, I will fight for the Holy Land with all my strength!"
The expressions of the other geniuses couldn't help but change.
The Holy Son actually let Li Muchan have sex!
You must know that Li Muchan is a strong person at the peak of the real world!
Not only that, he is also the owner of the nine-star talent. Although he does not have a holy body, he is the most talented genius present except Bai Mushu.
Although Zhang Chen had just defeated Ma Kuang, His Highness the Holy Son shouldn't make such a fuss, right?
Li Muchan's delicate body moved and she walked towards the ring.
At this time, Ma Kuang came to Bai Mu Shu and lowered his head guiltily.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, I have brought shame on the Holy Land."
Just now, the injury on his chest had completely recovered, but there was still a trace of panic in his pupils.
Bai Mu Shu gave Ma Kuang a back and shook his head slightly.
"His Royal Highness the Son of God is indeed very strong. I don't blame you. I just hope that Li Muchan can defeat him."
"Otherwise, today in our holy land, I might be severely slapped in the face by a six-year-old first-level divine elixir realm."
When the other geniuses heard this, their expressions were condensed.
This battle must be won!
When the Taichu Holy Land disciples around saw Li Muchan taking action, their spirits instantly lifted.
Senior Sister Li Muchan took action. Zhang Chen should be defeated this time, right?
The battle just now made them put away their previous contempt and pampering.
It’s true that they are holy places, and it’s true that Zhang Chen is young and has low cultivation level.
But Zhang Chen is the divine son of the ancient Zhang family, the most powerful force in the Northern Territory!
Just for this reason, they shouldn't take it lightly.
That finger shattered everything about them.
Now even when I see Li Muchan taking action, I feel nervous.
In the arena.
Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows.
"Are you the opponent this time?"
Li Muchan bowed her hands solemnly.
"Li Muchan, the true disciple of the Holy Land of Taichu, please give me some advice from His Highness the Son of God!"
As he spoke, a crystal long sword filled with sharp energy appeared in his hand.
The three-foot-long sword just accentuated Li Muchan's figure, making her look like a female swordswoman.
Zhang Chen's eyes lit up and he nodded in appreciation.
"Beauty is eye-catching. This sentence is indeed correct. So, let me see your strength!"
After saying this, Zhang Chen once again put one hand on his back and hooked his fingers at Li Muchan with the other hand.
His actions were exactly the same as when he faced Ma Kuang before.
But this time, Li Muchan didn't think Zhang Chen was humiliating herself.
"Your Highness, Son of God, be careful!"
Li Muchan was surrounded by white sharp energy, with a trace of determination on her face.
The body moved and disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Chen, and the long sword had landed one foot away from Zhang Chen.
The white sharp energy wrapped around the sword body, and the waves of air caused Zhang Chen's purple robe of the Son of God to automatically move without wind, and his long hair to fly.
Facing this sword, Zhang Chen straightened his expression, clenched his palm into a fist, wrapped his fist with purple mysterious spiritual power, and smashed it forward.
"Shenxiao Fist!"
The perfect state of Shenxiao Fist was released in an instant.
A huge purple fist shadow gathered and took the initiative to greet the sword.
"Bang!"
The long sword collided with the purple fist shadow, and the huge sound spread to the surroundings along with the terrifying aftermath.
On the ground of the arena, hideous cracks appeared.
Li Muchan felt the terrifying power on the sword, her expression changed, and her body suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"Bang!"
Without Li Muchan's resistance, the purple fist struck forward heavily.
The next second, a hole dozens of feet in size appeared on the ground.
Within the pit, purple spiritual power kept destroying everything around it.
On the other side, Li Muchan's figure reappeared with a solemn look on his face.
Just after the fight, she knew that Ma Kuang was not unjustly defeated.
She could feel suffocated by that force, and she couldn't resist it, she could only avoid it.
Before he had time to think about it, Li Muchan disappeared again and appeared in the other direction of Zhang Chen, and the long sword fell down.
"Zheng!"
The sound of sword chants kept ringing in the ring, and every time it sounded, it meant Li Muchan swung a sword.
It's a pity that every time Zhang Chen used his sword, he was easily neutralized. From the beginning to the end, Zhang Chen didn't move a step.
From the beginning to now, he has been standing still, motionless.
After a single blow failed, Li Muchan stood still, with sword energy flowing all over his body, and spiritual power pouring into the long sword continuously.
"Your Highness the Son of God, I still have the strongest sword. If you can take it, I will admit defeat!"
While speaking, spiritual power was still flowing into the sword.
Zhang Chen smiled lightly.
"I hope you can let me take two steps."
Li Muchan ignored Zhang Chen's words, the sword light flashed in her pupils, and she swung the sword in her hand again.
It's just that the power in the long sword this time is beyond the previous times.
"The last move of the Wind and Rain Sword Technique, kill with the sword!"
The long sword fell, and the twelve sharp sword energy fell towards Zhang Chen with the momentum of killing all things.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Chen showed a trace of seriousness on his face.
"You are not bad, you are qualified enough to see my true strength!"
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura bloomed from Zhang Chen's body and enveloped the entire arena.
The cultivation level is still at the first level of the divine elixir realm, but it feels like a princely realm!
The divine elixir in his body shone with purple light, providing Zhang Chen with a steady stream of high-quality spiritual power.
The purple star-like pupils in his eyes flashed purple, and he punched out like before.
A fist with clear fingerprints condensed, and followed Zhang Chen's swing, hitting it hard.
"Pfft!"
Twelve rays of sharp sword energy collided with the purple fist shadow, and bursts of sound continued to come out.
After Li Muchan swung the sword, his face turned pale, but his eyes were staring at the direction of the collision without blinking.
That was her strongest sword, and now she could only swing it once.
If the enemy is not defeated after one strike of the sword, she will be defeated.
The sky was filled with purple light that illuminated the entire arena, and from time to time, sword energy was emitted from it.
Under the ring.
Bai Mushu and many talented people looked solemn, trying to figure out who would win and who would lose.
It's a pity that they can't see anything under the purple light.
Divine consciousness cannot penetrate the arena, so now they can only wait for the purple light to dissipate to know the answer.
Not just them, all the Taichu Holy Land disciples in Yansheng Palace were nervous.
Who wins and who loses?
In the expectant eyes of everyone, the purple light gradually dissipated.
On the stage, there was only a tall figure standing with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this figure, Bai Mushu's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
"How can it be?!"
