Chapter 110: Challenge the Entirety (Part 2)

  Xia Chen's face sank, he had originally wanted to show mercy, but this Fang Zai disciple was too despicable, not giving him any face, it seemed he didn't know his own strength.

  He lifted his left foot, and with a loud "crack", he kicked the disciple's calf with great force. The disciple let out a loud cry of pain as his leg instantly went limp and hung down, his tibia shattered into powder.

  At the same time, Xia Chen grasped his fist and jerked it upwards with a crack, directly dislocating his wrist tendons. Fang's disciple let out an even more mournful cry, his whole body trembling non-stop, the pain causing beads of sweat the size of soybeans to appear on his forehead.

  Then a iron fist heavily hit his face, instantly knocking Fang's disciple to spit out teeth and fresh blood all over the ground, he groaned and twitched continuously on the ground.

  "You're really a freak among the seven disciples of the later generations." Xia Chen sneered, looking at the square-faced disciple's painful and hateful gaze, sticking out his thumb and then slowly moving it downwards.

  "Ah......" The square-faced disciple was humiliated and furious to the extreme, wanting to scold a few words, but could only let out meaningless whimpers.

  The entire arena fell silent once again, with everyone's faces stiff and exchanging glances. If the sudden defeat of Bi Shi by Xia Chen was an accident, a surprise attack, then what about defeating three Seventh Heaven Realm disciples?

  No matter from which angle you look at it, it can no longer be said that it was an accident, but rather a demonstration of strength.

  "This Xia Chen is so terrifying... Everyone thought."

  The Donghua Sect disciples were left with a bitter taste in their mouths, an indescribable sense of shame. Three of them were at the third grade, and two others were at the seventh grade of the later stage, one of whom even used sneak attacks, but still ended up being defeated by Xia Chen in an instant.

  What else can be said... All the disciples are awkwardly silent.

  Wei Tian's face was as ugly as it could get, and his heart suddenly rose with a deep chill. This Xia Chen, wouldn't he really have the power to challenge the Nine Heavens of the Post-Heaven...

  "The day after tomorrow, all of you seniors from the Seventh Realm, who among you is willing to come on stage and give me some guidance?" Xia Chen said with a cold smile.

  The faces of the seven disciples turned pale, their bodies desperately shrinking back, or deeply lowering their heads, fearing to meet Xia Chen's gaze. Even the three peak masters of the Post-Heaven Seventh Realm who joined forces were instantly killed, how could they dare to come up?

  Xia Chen said it three times, but no one dared to respond.

  "If Seventh Brother of the Post-Heaven doesn't come out to fight, then I'd like to request Eighth Brother's guidance!" Xia Chen said calmly.

  The Donghua Sect disciples' faces turned pale, it seems that Xia Chen has made up his mind to challenge the entire Donghua Sect. This plague god, why doesn't he go and challenge Yunling Sect and Zhengyi Sect, but instead keeps circling around himself?

  The eight disciples of the day after tomorrow looked at each other in dismay, also unable to conceal their fearful expressions. Half a day passed without anyone responding.

  Although the eighth rank of the acquired realm is far stronger than the seventh, someone like Xia Chen can defeat three seventh-rank disciples of the acquired realm as easily as killing chickens and dogs, but not a single eighth-rank disciple of the acquired realm can do so.

  It's clear that Xia Chen's strength is still far beyond the peak of the Eight Heavens, and probably only the Nine Heavens can rival him.

  But others are provoking in front of the gate, not even a postnatal eightfold disciple dares to respond, it's really too embarrassing, let alone the disciples of Yunling Sect and Zhengyi Sect are staring, even their own senior brothers are watching, such cowardice makes Sun Mingsheng and Jiao Yunfei lose face.

  At this moment, every single one of the Eight Senior Brothers' faces were burning with anger.

  Suddenly, a man in his thirties with a resolute face stepped forward: "Xia Chen, don't be arrogant, I am Wang Yalong, and I'm here to meet you!"

  The Donghua Sect disciples were stunned, Wang Yalong was only an average cultivator among the eight senior disciples of the later generation, and they didn't expect him to have such courage. They couldn't help but admire him greatly, thinking that it's indeed true that one can see a person's heart in times of crisis, and this Wang Yalong is really not bad.

  Wang Yalong walked up to Xia Chen, with a stern expression on his face. He looked at Xia Chen and suddenly said: "What did you say? Want me to withdraw from the scene? Hmph, this is definitely impossible!"

  "Huh?" Xia Chen was taken aback, he hadn't said a word just now, what's wrong with Wang Yalong?

  Wang Yalong took a few more steps forward, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Xia Chen brother, I'm sorry, let's have a match later, please spare me, I know I'm not your opponent, I just want to show off in front of our school, the key is to make Master Sun and Mistress Jiao think I'm great, don't worry, as long as we go through the motions for a few rounds, I'll automatically admit defeat, I won't stop you from challenging others, you'll save face, and I'll save face too, I hope Brother Xia will help me out."

  His face was stern and others couldn't hear clearly, yet he spoke in a low voice, rebuking Xia Chen. Who would have thought that he was actually negotiating with Xia Chen to plead for mercy?

  Xia Chen was stunned, thinking that there were all kinds of people in the world, and there were even those who wanted to be fake heroes. He smiled slightly and said, "Of course, you help me, I'll help you."

  Wang Yalong was overjoyed and took two steps back, then shouted loudly: "Alright, Xia Chen, today I'll fight you for seven days and seven nights! No quarter asked or given!"

  He retreated several zhang in a row, and then suddenly launched himself, like a yak charging fiercely towards Xia Chen. As his strength increased, layer upon layer of air waves formed in front of him, like a snowball rolling down a hill, growing stronger and stronger, with an extremely powerful momentum.

  In the center of the swirling air wave, a vague image of an ox head is formed.

  This is Wang Yalong's special skill, called the Barbaric Bull Strike. With just one strike, even a sturdy house would collapse.

  Xia Chen didn't resist and dodged to one side, indeed showing mercy.

  Wang Yalong's eyes showed joy, unexpectedly Xiadeng was so cooperative. He let out a tiger roar, his body turned around, the fierce bull charged and created a shocking wave of air, once again charging towards Xiadeng.

  Although he came with a fierce momentum, he had no intention of launching a ferocious attack.

  Xia Chen dodged again and in an instant, the two of them had drawn more than a dozen circles.

  Everyone watched, and couldn't help but feel a little strange. Although the two of them seemed to be fighting quite fiercely, there was always an inexplicable feeling that something wasn't right, as if they were acting out a play!

  "Huffing and puffing, Wang Yalong came charging again, shouting: 'Brother Xia, be careful, this is my final blow!'"

  Xia Chen smiled faintly, knowing that Wang Ya Long was reminding him that this was the last attack, and afterwards he would automatically admit defeat, letting himself show mercy.

  As Wang Yalong approached, Xia Chen was about to calmly dodge him.

  Suddenly, Wang Yalong raised his head, his resolute face suddenly becoming ferocious. He was less than a few feet away from Xia Chen. With a flick of his wrist, a fist-sized, snow-bright meteor hammer whizzed out of his palm and shot towards Xia Chen at an unpredictable speed.

  Everyone was caught off guard and shocked at once.

  "You fool! You think I'd really concede defeat just because you've been deceived by my words? Get down, you naive little brat!" Wang Yalong exclaimed excitedly.

  This meteoric blow had been building up for a long time, and at this moment, it was released with full force within close range. Even if he were a Ninth Heaven cultivator, it would be difficult to block it.

  This guy is really sinister, but as long as he can defeat Xia Chen, any trick is fine... thought the Donghua Sect disciples.

  Xia Chen sneered with a smile, his face unchanged, as if he had expected it all along. He suddenly stretched out his palm and caught the Flowing Star Hammer in his hand.

  What! Wang Yalong was like a thunderclap, staring straight at Xia Chen with his eyes wide open, not daring to believe that his perfectly planned strongest move had been so easily blocked by Xia Chen. Had the other party seen through his thoughts long ago?

  "Do you think I've been fooled by your nonsense?" Xia Chen smiled faintly, "I never believed you in the first place, and I also knew you would never admit defeat on your own. Your deceitful tactics are still not enough to deal with me. If you had faced me head-on, I might have shown mercy. Unfortunately, I've always hated people who deceive me."

  Wang Yalong's face changed dramatically, and he turned around to run wildly for his life. However, just as he took two steps, a heavy object, like a thousand-pound weight, slammed into his back, which was the Flowing Star Hammer he had used to ambush Xia Chen.

  Fresh blood gushed out of Wang Yalong's mouth, and with a loud "pa" sound, he flew forward and heavily fell to the ground, whereupon he fainted.

  "Is there another senior brother who would like to offer his guidance? However, let's get the ugly words out of the way first - if anyone uses such despicable tactics again, I won't be polite!" Xia Chen said calmly.

  The eight disciples of the Donghua Sect felt a chill in their hearts, and Xia Chen was able to withstand such a ferocious and strange attack. When they saw Wang Yalong's miserable state, who dared to compete with him again?

  "If no one from the Eight Heavens is willing to fight, then can I challenge a disciple of your sect's Ninth Heaven?" Xia Chen waited for a moment, seeing that no one responded, and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

  "He gazed straight at Wei Tiandu: 'Wei Tiandu, I recall you saying earlier that if I wanted to challenge you, it would be an impossible task. What do you think now?'"

  Wei Tian's face turned iron-green, he suddenly stood up and said in a cold voice: "Xia Chen, I really misjudged you, you can actually go this far, but don't be arrogant, you will stop here, I Wei Tian will personally take action to end you!"

  He sprang up and in an instant he was before Xia Chen, his movement so fast that the vast majority of people did not see clearly.

  Everyone's gaze became scorching, witnessing Xia Chen's crazy storm. After that day, the Seventh and Eighth Grade disciples of Donghua Sect didn't dare to speak out, unsure if they could continue their dominance, and have a real battle with the Ninth Grade.

  But in the hearts of most people, they also think Xia Chen can't move forward anymore.

  Although skipping ranks is not uncommon, the vast majority only skip one rank, and skipping two ranks is extremely rare. Moreover, Wei Tian is at the peak of the ninth rank in the Eastern Hua Sect's later generations, and among the disciples of the same generation, he is also the strongest. Xia Chen's chances of winning are slim to none.

  "Alright, Wei Tiandu, you have this confidence, I'll wait for you. However, I think just competing is meaningless, why don't we both put up some stakes and make a bet on the outcome?" Xia Chen said calmly.

  Wei Tian's eyes turned cold, and this Xia Chen really did clash with him. However, since Xia Chen proposed the bet, he couldn't show weakness. He sneered, "Alright, but I'm afraid you can't afford to lose!"

  He took out a milky white rounded stone from his bosom and flipped it in his hand: "I'll use this as the stake, do you think it's enough?"