Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 61 Battle against Wang Ye
Soon, it was Chen Hong's turn.

His opponent was none other than Wang Ye.

"Chen Hong, have you ever been defeated?"

Wang Ye said this as soon as he came on stage.

Chen Hong was stunned.

"Okay, okay, you also want to ask me if I've ever lost, right?"

Chen Hongdu laughed, "Whether I've been defeated or not, you, Lao Wang, are no match for me."

Wang Ye: ヽ(ー_ー)ノ

"Open the Fenghou Qimen!"

"Kun character - Tuheche!"

Wang Ye started with a mud wheel, and the land under Chen Hong's feet suddenly turned into a swamp.

"You want to use softness to overcome hardness?" Chen Hong laughed, "Old Wang, you really understand me."

Wang Ye was helpless, "There's nothing I can do, who told you to be a monster?
I don't dare let you get close to me. If you hit me, I'll die."

"But it's all useless." Chen Hong was not in a hurry at all.

Seventy-two flying swords rotate behind him, like the halo of the Heavenly Lord. He is dressed in a Taoist robe and looks very elegant.

Chen Hong raised his sword finger to his chest and shouted softly:
"Edict!"

Suddenly, a flying sword flew out from behind and stood at his feet.

Lift Chen Hong into the sky.

Chen Hong flew on his sword and stood in mid-air. The silver-white sword wheel behind him was spinning, and the sound spread throughout the entire venue.

"It's useless, Wang Ye. My painting style is better than yours."

Wang Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, oh, oh, this is really troublesome."

Canglong and Zhang Chulan on the field were envious and jealous, "Damn it, he got it right again."

"Li character - fireflies flowing light!"

Wang Ye used all his strength to eject a large number of sparks. The area was not large, but the temperature at a single point was extremely high.

"Playing with fire?" Chen Hong laughed.

"Acquired Skill: Blazing, 10% Power!"

Chen Hong spewed out a large amount of flames from his mouth, roaring and swallowing the sparks in the sky.

"Oh my god, Lao Chen, you are serious."

Wang also let out a strange cry.

"The character Xun - the merits of sandalwood!"

Wang Ye ignored the law of life and death, and countless sandalwood trees grew on the ground, blocking Chen Hong's torrent of flames.

Using wood to block fire is incredible. No wonder Chen Jinkui is so eager for Fenghou Qimen.

Even so, Wang Ye couldn't stop it.

Chen Hong's innate superpower, Chi, has mutated and evolved into the innate superpower, Black Gold Explosive Flame Chi, and can no longer be used.

But it doesn’t matter. Chen Hong had already memorized the Qi flow path of the innate supernatural power, Chi, and replicated this innate supernatural power.

That’s right, in one person’s world, as long as one thoroughly masters the Qi flow of the innate supernatural power, one can then replicate and cultivate this supernatural power.

This is also the original origin of the major Taoist sects.

In fact, many acquired skills were originally recorded by some innate extraordinary person who recorded his own extraordinary ability route.

Then, after generations of optimization and the wisdom of countless predecessors, the major Taoist sects have now developed nearly perfect Qi circulation routes.

As for Chen Hong's copied acquired skill, Fiery, even at 10% power, it is equivalent to the power of 30 tons of burning fuel.

It's not something even the king can resist.

It quickly spread throughout the venue, setting the entire wooden stand on fire.

"Ah! It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"It's gone, it's gone."

Countless spectators tried to escape in panic.

Chen Hong stopped using his special ability and shook his head helplessly.

This is the drawback of a one-person system.

There are more mechanisms than numbers.

"Kanzi·Water Bomb!"

Zhuge Qing condensed the moisture in the air and tried to put out the fire, but it was like a drop in the bucket and instead made the fire spread faster.

Zhuge Qing became autistic.

I was devastated.

Wang had already overturned his basic theory.

Now, he couldn't do anything about the aftermath of Chen Hong's attack.

The worldview is already crumbling.

"This monster!"

"This is outrageous." "How can there be such a person in the world?"

Looking at Chen Hong standing high in the sky, with a circle of sword wheels behind him, he could create a waterfall of flames with a casual spit from his mouth.

Zhuge Qing only felt powerless.

Just when the old Taoist priest was about to take action, Chen Hong had no choice but to open his mouth and inhale.

In an instant, countless flames rolled back upwards.

Chen Hong sucked it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Hiccup!~~"

Chen Hong burped and exhaled a puff of black smoke.

Pat your stomach and it's all digested.

“Hmph!~~”

The nose smacked, and there was a hint of the smell of a real dragon.

Seeing the flames all over the ground disappear in an instant and be eaten directly, Zhuge Qing, Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, Wang Ai, Lu Ci, Feng Zhenghao, Lu Jin, and the old Taoist priest were all speechless.

"This guy is such a monster!"

There was a hint of envy in Zhang Chulan's eyes.

If he also had this kind of power, he wouldn't have to calculate this and that all day long, right?

"Old Wang, do you still want to fight?"

Chen Hong smiled and stepped on the flying sword, standing high in the sky, and asked Wang Ye.

"have to."

"I'm at my wit's end."

"Do whatever you like."

"I do not care."

Wang Ye just lay down on the ground and gave up.

It’s not that we didn’t try hard, it’s that the enemy is too strong.

Wang Ye didn't even dare to use the golden drum to suppress Chen Hong.

Because he was afraid that he would be killed by backlash.

The weight of Chen Hong's destiny has surpassed that of all emperors in ancient times.

Even the founding emperor and the founder of a Taoist sect could not compare with Chen Hong.

Moreover, Wang also discovered that as time passed, the weight of Chen Hong's fate was still increasing.

This is still a bullshit.

Chen Hong looked at Wang Ye, who was playing badly, with some amusement as he descended from the sky.

"Old Wang, I think you should stop practicing this crappy Qimen technique and just throw it away."

"Look at you, how sick are you?"

Wang Ye instantly perked up.

"You said I was sick?"

Chen Jinkui and others caught the key words and pricked up their ears.

"Old Wang, don't you realize that you always lack the energy to do anything and feel like all the bones in your body are brittle?

I always bend over and suffer from back pain.

Your eyes are full of dark circles, and you feel very weak. I guess you have trouble peeing, right? "

"Old Chen!" A well-shaped vein appeared on Wang Ye's forehead.

Chen Hong chuckled and said, "Sorry, I shouldn't discuss the patient's condition in front of so many people."

"In short, the Eight Great Skills are all methods of causing chaos. After all, they are just techniques, not laws, and certainly not the Way. If a mortal body masters such a heaven-defying technique, there will inevitably be backlash and disaster.

Lao Wang, you should quickly eliminate the influence of Fenghou Qimen and stop practicing it."

Wang Ai in the audience naturally disdained this statement, thinking it was a lie made up by Chen Hong to discourage him from coveting the Eight Wonders.

He believed that his royal family was born noble and should acquire all eight extraordinary skills and become an immortal.

By then, Wang Ai will no longer care about the Ten Bosses, the company, or the old Taoist priest.

And Lu Ci thought of the bloodline supernatural power and soul-enlightenment technique he had obtained from Shuang Quanshou.

In order to ensure the purity of the bloodline, the Lu family had to marry close relatives, resulting in more and more genetic diseases and congenital deficiencies among the younger disciples.

It was precisely because of this dire situation that Lu Ci had to act like a mad dog, showing to outsiders that he would go crazy if the Lu family was harmed in the slightest.

The purpose is to protect the increasingly declining Lu family from being coveted and taken over by outsiders.

"The Eight Great Skills, the Art of Chaos, are really not just talk."

Lu Ci sighed in his heart, but became more and more unwilling.

Because the Lu family has encountered problems, he urgently needs to find the other eight strange skills to find a solution to the problem.

This also made him desire and pursue the Eight Great Techniques.

(End of this chapter)