Chapter 30 The Hope of the Holy Land, Zhan Bai Mu Shu

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Li Muchan's words made all the Taichu Holy Land disciples in the Yan Holy Palace somewhat silent.

Indeed, the only one who could possibly defeat Zhang Chen now was the strongest among them, the Holy Son Bai Mu Shu.

Because it seemed too easy for Zhang Chen to defeat Li Muchan. Apart from using more force, he still didn't move a step.

Bai Mushu took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"Now, only I have a battle with him. This is also a battle to restore our honor in the Holy Land of Taichu!"

"I can only win, not lose!"

The geniuses around looked solemn.

If the strongest geniuses who stayed in Taichu Holy Land were defeated, then they would be completely trampled under Zhang Chen's feet and unable to stand up.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son will win! The Holy Land will win!"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son will win! The Holy Land will win!"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son will win! The Holy Land will win!"

"..."

I don't know who yelled, but it caused all the Taichu Holy Land disciples in the entire Yansheng Palace.

At this moment, the eyes of the disciples in Taichu Holy Land were filled with light, the light that saw the last hope.

Now they have great trust and respect for Bai Mu Shu.

Bai Mushu felt these gazes and heard the voice in his ears, and suddenly his heart trembled.

This feeling seemed to be something he had never experienced before.

This is a true feeling!

In the past, these disciples would shout for him and salute him.

But there has never been a time when my eyes were filled with light like now.

Gradually, Bai Mushu came to some realization.

"Is this what our ancestors said, that everyone's hope and responsibility lies with them?"

At this moment, Bai Mushu's eyes instantly became firm.

As the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Taichu, he must fight for the Holy Land!

Not for personal dignity, nor for personal honor and disgrace, but for the entire Holy Land of Taichu!

Moving his footsteps, Bai Mushu walked towards the ring with a long sword on his back.

Every step was taken steadily.

Li Muchan looked at Bai Mushu's back, and suddenly felt that Bai Mushu seemed to be a different person.

Becoming more like a Holy Son.

No, the current Bai Mu Shu is the real Holy Son of Taichu Holy Land!

All the disciples of Yansheng Palace focused their attention on Bai Mushu, nervous and expecting.

Walking onto the ring, Bai Mushu slightly arched his hands towards Zhang Chen.

"His Royal Highness the Son of God, to tell you the truth, I am completely convinced by your strength and talent. Your talent is much better than mine."

Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Why did this arrogant guy suddenly become so kind?

You even take the initiative to admit that you are not as good as yourself. Is this because you are taking the wrong medicine?

Or is it that Bai Mu Shu has grown up?

"Why, you asked for mercy as soon as you came up?"

Bai Mushu shook his head slightly.

"No, I admit that your talent is indeed very powerful. It's so powerful that I never imagined."

"But now, after all, you are at the first level of the Divine Pill Realm, and I am already at the peak of the sixth level of the Prince Realm. I am only one step away from reaching the late stage of the Prince Realm."

"You can fight across big realms, but the gap between the princely realm and the divine elixir realm is like a chasm, difficult to cross."

Having said this, Bai Mushu reached out and grabbed the hilt of the long sword on his back and said in a deep voice.

"Today, I will use the sword in my hand to defend the majesty of my holy land!"

"Your Highness, Son of God, please enlighten me!"

Before he finished speaking, an extreme chill descended on the entire arena.

I saw that the long sword on Bai Mu Shu's back had been unsheathed.

The long sword was four feet tall, and a terrifying cold light flickered above it. It was precisely because of it that the entire arena became cold.

Bai Mushu stroked the sword and said calmly.

"The sword is named Taichu and was given by my ancestor. I will use it to defeat you!"

Feeling the chill, Zhang Chen's expression became more serious.

Zhang Chen stretched his muscles and smiled softly.

"Since you want to play, then I will accompany you to the end, but you have to pay attention, I will go all out next."

"Let me see, is my fist stronger, or is your Taichu Sword sharper?"

The next moment, Zhang Chen took the initiative for the first time.

As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, the Divine Sky Steps moved, and purple light enveloped the whole body.

The whole person was like an arrow leaving the string, traveling through space and arriving in front of Bai Mushu.

Then, he punched out.

The purple fist shadow flew out of the fist and landed on Bai Mu Shu's head.

Bai Mushu's eyes were calm, and he waved the Taichu Sword in his hand. The seemingly slow speed was extremely fast.

"Jianyi!"

"Zheng!"

A sword roar sounded, and the Taichu Sword seemed to be cutting through the space, passing through the purple fist shadow.

The infinite white sharp energy suddenly appeared on Bai Mu Shu's body. With the blessing of this sharp edge, Taichu Sword was like a divine weapon.

"Pfft!"

The purple fist shadow was easily cut open and split into two halves.

The next moment, it exploded, setting off waves of purple air.

The ground on the arena cracked again under this wave of air.

Zhang Chen did not stop after punching. After Shenxiao Bu moved his position, he pointed out again.

"Whoosh!"

Purple finger light flew out, and the nearly perfect Divine Sky Finger fell into the purple air wave.

"Sword Two!"

A soft groan sounded again in the air waves, and infinite sword energy flew out from the purple air waves, strangling the purple air waves until nothing was left.

Bai Mushu's figure appeared again, holding the Taichu Sword tightly in his hand, and the white robe on his body moved automatically without wind.

The whole person looked the same as before, without any change.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen sighed in admiration.

"As expected of a powerful man in the princely realm, such a battle is truly interesting!"

After saying this, a touch of excitement appeared on Zhang Chen's face.

He had just shot with all his strength, without any reservation, but he was caught by Bai Mushu without leaving any injuries.

Zhang Chen's desire to win was aroused at this moment. Who said that the first level of the divine elixir realm was not his opponent at the peak of the sixth level of the princely realm?

Even if this powerful person at the sixth level of the Prince Realm is a genius, a genius with the talent of nine-star holy body!

Bai Mei told him when he came that Bai Mushu had a nine-star innate sword body and was born for the sword, so he should be more cautious.

Bai Mei was right to remind him, he did need to be careful.

Bai Mu Shu's sword is very sharp!

But Zhang Chen is confident, and his punches are harder!

The pupils like a sea of ​​purple stars kept flashing purple light, analyzing the flaws of Bai Mu Shu.

The feedback given is that Bai Mushu is full of flaws, but there seems to be no flaws.

Zhang Chen knew that Bai Mu Shu did this intentionally.

Knowing that he could seize the flaws, he simply exposed all the flaws.

As long as he attacks one of the flaws, he can counterattack against that flaw!

As expected of a powerful man in the princely realm, his fighting consciousness is indeed not comparable to that of Ma Kuang and his ilk.

Bai Mushu's eyes were indifferent, and he was surrounded by endless sharp energy.

"I have thirteen swords. Each sword is stronger than the other. If the thirteenth sword falls, you will definitely be defeated!"

Zhang Chen grinned.

"We'll see!"

Bai Mushu did not answer, but his expression condensed and he took the initiative.

The Taichu Sword was handed out, and a shadow of the sword condensed.

"Sword Three!"

Under the shadow of the sword, Zhang Chen felt that he could not avoid it.

Zhang Chen's eyes flashed.

"In that case, you can't blame me!"

The next second, endless sharp edges emerged from Zhang Chen's body, pointing like a sword and falling towards the sword shadow.

"Sword Three!"

At the same time, a sword shadow that was almost identical to the sword shadow issued by Bai Mu Shu condensed.

The only difference was that there was a fighting spirit in the sword shadow issued by Zhang Chen.