Chapter 140: Chapter 137: Now, Who is the Waste_1
Translator: 549690339
Of course, his decision to make a move was well thought out.
He wasn’t really angry, and his temperament was not that bad. The ultimate reason for his decision to take action was his older sister.
Although he didn’t know where his sister had gone recently, it was obviously related to the Ziyang Sect. Moreover, it seemed that his sister had decided to join the Ziyang Sect, and he didn’t dare to delay her future prospects.
Zhao Xuanwu clearly had hostile intentions towards his sister. Being simple-minded and fierce in character, his sister would inevitably be targeted by Zhao Xuanwu once she entered the Ziyang Sect. Worried in his heart, Yang Chen planned to take this opportunity to teach Zhao Xuanwu a lesson and make him understand that some people should not be bullied.
Of course, he had considered the gap between the Spirit Martial Realm and the Body Refining Realm.
However, he had killed more than a few Spirit Martial Realm masters before. He had killed a Spirit Martial Realm master, so he wasn’t afraid of defeating one?
This Zhao Xuanwu was only at the First Level of the Spirit Martial Realm, which was completely within his range of acceptance.
Moreover, Zhao Xuanwu’s arrogance…
Now, Yang Chen, holding the silver spear, calmly looked at Zhao Xuanwu.
“Don’t worry, I will stand by my word.” Zhao Xuanwu sneered.
As a Spirit Martial Realm cultivator fighting Yang Chen, who was only in the Body Refining Realm, allowing him three moves seemed a small matter.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.
That’s because Yang Chen had made his move.
Now, Yang Chen’s spear techniques were in motion, creating hundreds of spear shadows in an instant, sweeping toward Zhao Xuanwu.
Seeing his spear technique, the beautiful woman, who was Yang Caidie’s master, narrowed her eyes and became more curious about Yang Chen.
On the other hand, Zhao Xuanwu paused for a moment when faced with Yang Chen’s spear technique.
With hundreds of phantom shadows, it was hard to tell which ones were real and which ones were fake. If he attacked now, with his Spirit Martial Realm level skill, he could easily break Yang Chen’s hundreds of spear shadows. However, since he had promised to give Yang Chen three moves, attacking now would make him a laughingstock.
Thinking about it, Zhao Xuanwu could only curse in his heart, “What is this kid’s background? A mere Body Refining Realm cultivator can use such intricate spear techniques!”
Yang Chen didn’t care what Zhao Xuanwu was thinking. He unleashed his first move without any reservations, creating hundreds of spear shadows.
The next moment, Yang Chen weaved in and out of the hundreds of spear shadows and suddenly thrust his spear, which seemed both real and fake.
His spear was cunning and aimed directly at Zhao Xuanwu’s weak point.
“Not good.” Zhao Xuanwu’s realization came too late. He was entirely captivated by Yang Chen’s hundreds of spear shadows and had not anticipated Yang Chen’s sudden attack.
In the end, he was too arrogant.
If he hadn’t been overconfident and given Yang Chen three moves, Yang Chen’s
Phantom Shadows would not have posed a threat to him. With his Spirit Martial Realm strength, a movement of his True Qi could easily break Yang Chen’s spear shadows.
Now, he was in a difficult position.
If he didn’t react, he would definitely be pierced by Yang Chen’s spear.
Thinking about this, he couldn’t care about his pride anymore. Enraged, he released the True Qi in his body, creating a small storm in an instant.
This small storm swept through and destroyed Yang Chen’s spear shadows in a flash.
Seeing his spear shadows disappear, Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and quickly
However, Yang Chen couldn’t resist taunting his opponent at this moment: “It seems that you’re nothing special. Three moves, and you couldn’t even tolerate one? If you don’t have the strength, don’t boast.”
“Kid, I’ll make you die.” Zhao Xuanwu was both ashamed and angry, having swallowed his own words. He was far from calm. With a roar, he drew his blade and struck out in one swift motion.
“Zhao Xuanwu, using the Ziyang Sect’s secret technique, Purple Sun Technique, against a Body Refining Realm! What a disgrace!” The beautiful woman watching the fight was somewhat disappointed as she saw Zhao Xuanwu using the Purple Sun Technique.
It seemed that her decision to accept Yang Caidie as her disciple was not a foolish one. Zhao Xuanwu inheriting her mantle seemed somewhat forced.
Meanwhile, Yang Caidie, who was standing to the side, was furious and yelled:
“Zhao Xuanwu!”
She was ready to step in.
However, suddenly, she noticed that Yang Chen didn’t even seem worried at all.
Indeed, at this moment, Yang Chen was extremely calm when facing Zhao Xuanwu’s Purple Sun Technique, which was unleashed with great force.
On Zhao Xuanwu’s blade, a purple glow was emitted, symbolizing the circulation of True Qi. Anyone with sharp eyes could see that the purple light represented infinite power, and if one were struck by this attack, they would likely be split in half.
Zhao Xuanwu showed no mercy.
Seeing this, Yang Chen’s expression turned cold as well. He respected others as much as they respected him, but Zhao Xuanwu wanted to kill him?
“Hmph!” Yang Chen’s face was cold.
“Die!” Zhao Xuanwu shouted angrily.
His attack was fast, and Yang Chen had no chance of dodging it.
However, he quickly realized that something was wrong.
That’s because Yang Chen had disappeared.
Yes, Yang Chen was gone, his whereabouts unknown. He had fully utilized the speed of his Tai Chu Divine Body.
“Where did he go?” Zhao Xuanwu’s heart was filled with shock, as were the beautiful woman and Yang Caidie, who looked on in surprise.
Yang Chen had indeed vanished.
He had used the power of his Tai Chu Divine Body to enhance his speed to its utmost, avoiding Zhao Xuanwu’s attack in an instant.
The next moment, Yang Chen’s hand gathered energy, and he shouted: “Black
Mountain Dark Cloud Palm!”
Under Yang Chen’s yell, a palm shadow emerged from his hand. As it took shape, it suddenly grew larger. The next moment, the palm shadow seemed to respond to Yang Chen’s call and targeted Zhao Xuanwu.
Then, this palm, accompanied by an incredible force, shot directly towards Zhao Xuanwu.
“What is this…” The beautiful woman and Yang Caidie both widened their eyes.
What kind of move was this?
Bang!
After a thunderous noise, Zhao Xuanwu had no time to resist, as the Black
Mountain Dark Cloud Palm struck him hard, causing him to cough up blood. His body retreated uncontrollably, and, unable to catch his breath, he finally fell to the ground with a thud.
“How is this possible!” Zhao Xuanwu’s face was full of unwillingness and disbelief.
He had been knocked down by a mere Body Refining Realm youngster.
No, it was more than that.
He suddenly realized that Yang Chen had somehow appeared in front of him, with the silver spear pointed at his throat.
“Now, who’s the trash!” Yang Chen coldly interrogated Zhao Xuanwu.
Was an Inner Disciple of the Ziyang Sect truly the exceptional genius he thought himself to be?