Chapter 64: Beaten into a Pig's Head

  "So fast!"

  Li Chen's pupils slightly contracted, and he understood that Yang Hua Tian was still underestimated, but it didn't mean he was afraid.

  Her feet barely touched the ground, as light and agile as a swallow in the wind. Her Wind Step was executed to its limits in an instant, complemented by the powerful Second-Stage Spirit Body. Even without using True Qi to enhance it, her momentum was not inferior to that of Yang Hua Tian's.

  Ding Dong!

  In the midst of the radiating lights, Jin Mang and Jin Hong's auras clashed in an instant, exchanging over ten blows in the blink of an eye. The inner sect disciples' cultivation was insufficient, their vision became dizzy and disoriented.

  But a group of elite disciples, along with the older generation of elite disciples who came to congratulate them, had their faces gradually turning solemn.

  Although the two people fighting in the arena were both in their teens, as soon as a master made a move, they would unconsciously compare themselves to him. If they were in that situation with the same conditions, how far could they go?

  The answer is obvious, even if they are geniuses who look down on others, they have to admit that they absolutely can't do better than these two.

  Hehe!

  Among the crowd's shocked and stunned gasps, the atmosphere in the arena was electrifying. Even a cultivator at the Refining Truth Realm couldn't make their true energy leave their body to attack, unless they had reached the peak of the Refining Truth Realm or cultivated an extremely rare technique.

  But as the two clashed, their true energy collided and burst forth, scraping out streaks on the green stone floor, with sparks flying about, its power was truly astonishing.

  "In my opinion, Li Chen is going to lose. Yang Huaotian's master has a mid-grade spiritual sword in his hand, which matches his golden attribute true energy and increases his attack power several times. His martial arts skills are also extremely exquisite. I heard that just a few days ago, he even defeated a middle-stage True Essence realm cultivator!"

  Among the crowd, a disciple said with great certainty.

  "Even a mid-stage True Realm cultivator can't defeat him? This is too formidable!"

  Several people around him exclaimed in surprise one after another.

  "Hmph, I think Yang Hua may not necessarily win against Li Shi. He was able to fight evenly with Zhang Chulong before he broke through the Refining Truth realm, now that he has broken through, his cultivation will definitely reach a higher level!"

  There are also people who refuse to accept this way.

  "Brother Yang has won for sure!"

  "Li Shixiong wins!"

  The two sides quarreled and argued, and actually quarreled out of anger, even the competition in the arena couldn't be cared for, and they went straight to the back of the crowd to settle the dispute with force.

  It has to be said that blind worship is indeed terrifying. People will fight to the death over things that have absolutely no relation to themselves.

  "Storm Slash!"

  "Tiger's Tooth Bites!"

  "Storm Break!"

  Li Chen's double fists were like fierce tigers, bringing up wave after wave of intense and powerful gusts of wind, unleashing the two great martial arts that had long since been cultivated to perfection.

  The whole person was like a fire god in the world, colliding with the golden sword tip, issuing a series of clanging iron sounds.

  Yang Huan's heart was greatly shocked, his own skills were very clear, whether it was the method of work or martial arts, all belonged to the top.

  In terms of pure Qi quality, it is absolutely higher than the same rank, and even deeper than ordinary Quanzhen Realm mid-term warriors.

  But facing Li Chen's martial skills, whether it was proficiency or true energy quality, he was in no way inferior to him. What kind of servant was this, clearly a sect's key cultivation, could have such abilities.

  He didn't know that Li Chen had spent over a decade practicing the Tiger Roar Fist and then trained in the Storm Fist on the cliff's edge, diligently practicing for half a year, surpassing his master.

  Two books that are not even intermediate or top-level techniques, when he uses them, although it's not said to be able to suppress the middle level of Xuanjie martial skills, but combined with his pure and refined true energy and second-order spiritual body, they are in no way inferior to the primary level of Xuanjie martial skills.

  "Venus Sudden Death!"

  The two of you came and went, fighting dozens of rounds, without seeing anyone's strength being insufficient. Yang Huan Tian, who claimed to be the number one genius of Xuan Yun Sect, was anxious in his heart as he couldn't break through for a long time. His hand shook slightly, and he used an ultimate killing move that he hadn't yet mastered.

  Buzz! Hehe!

  At that moment, within a radius of one zhang, it was filled with dazzling golden stars, amidst the beautiful and magnificent scenery, there were endless cold and ruthless killing intentions.

  "Open it! Let me in!"

  Although Li Chen was not very old, his experience in fighting was extremely rich. With a glance, he found a slight gap among the dozens of golden lights that were rushing towards him.

  With a swift and fierce punch, amidst the buzzing vibrations, the swirling air converged into a massive vortex that grew larger and larger, violently colliding with those dozens of star points.

  Ding Dong!

  Under the gaze of many people, in a scene where smoke and dust are rising, the golden stars are being obscured by air masses, and there is even a tendency to spread to the back of the Yanghuang Tian.

  Seeing this scene, everyone understood that the outcome was already decided!

  "Hmph, you underestimate me!"

  Yang Huan sneered coldly, and the spiritual sword he swung out suddenly trembled violently. Those golden dots all disappeared in an instant, and with a flash of light, the sword body burst forth from the whirlwind circle that had been diluted countless times.

  It turns out that this is the finishing move of Jin Xing's killer blow!

  Hiss!

  The air seemed to be pierced by this sword, and it killed towards the unsuspecting Li Chen behind the gas mass.

  "Not good!"

  Those onlookers, the elite disciples of the older generation, although they couldn't stand the arrogance of the two, would never allow any injuries to occur. After all, both were geniuses of the sect and would be its pillars in the future.

  But at this time, wanting to stop is already too late!

  "It's you I've been waiting for!"

  Li Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and amidst the crowd's cries of surprise, his body, which seemed to be too late to dodge, suddenly twisted, and his right hand directly grasped the sharp and unmatched Azure Gold Sword.

  A burst of ear-piercing noise, a flash of sparks in his hand, and under Yang Huan's astonished gaze, a fist expanded infinitely.

  Boom!

  A loud thud, Yang Hao Tian flew up into the air.

  Right after that, without seeing how Li Chen moved, he suddenly flew up and swung his fists like raindrops, punching heavily onto Yang Hua Tian's body.

  Plop!

  Unknowingly having been punched countless times, at the moment when Yang Huan Tian fell to the ground, Li Chen borrowed the force of the backlash to fly back, steadily landing on the ground with an indescribably elegant figure.

  He furrowed his brow slightly and involuntarily glanced at the palm of his right hand, where a faint blood stain was seeping out, apparently injured by the medium-grade spirit sword.

  "Looks like I need to find a pair of gloves with a higher rank!"

  He made a decision in his heart, but on the surface, Li Chen showed a concerned expression and asked directly: "Little kid, are you okay?"

  They say you can hit a person but not their face. Lei Chen has beaten him up like this and still wants to expose his scars, anyone would find it unbearable.

  Pfft!

  All that could be heard was the sound of dust falling from the sky, Yang Huan Tian suddenly jumped up, stumbled and staggered towards the outside of the crowd, it was unknown whether he had internal injuries or what, but he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  "Little brat, I'm letting you off this time! Next time, big brother will let you have three moves!"

  Li Chen was simply infuriating, but only he knew that Yang Haotian had not suffered any internal injuries. The dozens of punches he received at the end did not use true energy, and didn't even use a tenth of his second-stage martial body's power.

  If there was any harm done, it could only be that Yang Hua Tian himself was hurt by his own immature sword moves.

  The crowd of disciples stared in shock, and although Yang Huan Tian covered his face and left, the purple swelling on his face clearly showed that he had been beaten into a pig's head by Li Chen Sheng. In shame and anger, he didn't even want to take his personal spiritual sword with him.

  Those two maid servants hurriedly picked up the spiritual sword and chased after them.

  As they watched Li Chen wave goodbye with a calm expression, the disciples all shivered at the same time. It seemed that this newly risen genius not only looked ugly but also had a twisted mind.

  Won't let go after winning, also beat people into pigs' heads. Beating them into pigs' heads is not enough, still want to sprinkle salt on the wound, really 'cruel'!