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Chapter 279 Do you think you're capable again?
"It really is Fellow Daoist Xiao!"

Everyone was somewhat taken aback, not expecting to encounter Xiao Chen here.

Even more unexpectedly, he actually dared to approach this place on his own initiative.

It's important to understand that whether it was the simultaneous bombardment of the nine streams of water earlier, or the Buddha's tears and the instantaneous shattering of his body just now, all of this occurred during the previous incident.

All of these are accompanied by intense fluctuations in spiritual energy, which can be sensed from a great distance in advance.

Under normal circumstances, even cultivators who were originally planning to pass by should have noticed the abnormality and would have taken the initiative to avoid it.

However, Xiao Chen not only did not avoid him, but deliberately moved closer.

He even walked out like that, seemingly not taking the group of evil cultivators standing just a few feet away from him seriously at all.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, be careful! They are evil cultivators!"

A cultivator suddenly realized that Xiao Chen might not be aware of the situation, so he quickly spoke up to warn him.

At times like these, whether it's to preserve one's own strength or simply to have another target to distract the pursuers, one should speak up and offer a reminder.

"Thank you for your concern, fellow Daoist, but I am more interested in the news you just mentioned."

Xiao Chen didn't care at all, and even continued to walk towards the Round Stele Arhat: "You seem to know a lot of things, why don't you tell everyone?"

He walked slowly, but he went straight through the group of burly men.

The other cultivators watching were terrified, feeling as if they would be surrounded and attacked at any moment.

Fortunately, it's unclear whether the burly men reacted too slowly, or whether they were too afraid to act rashly because they saw Xiao Chen's confidence.

They all stood there, stunned, watching him walk through the crowd and into the middle of the two groups.

"what?"

The young man in black robes exclaimed in surprise, his gaze fixed on the newcomer.

The two were less than five zhang apart, and since Xiao Chen did not deliberately conceal his aura, the vibrant life force within him was naturally particularly eye-catching.

Especially for those in the know, it's a truly remarkable sight.

The young man in black robes had never seen a cultivator with such rich qi and blood before, and naturally felt a bit curious.

"Interesting. You're Xiao Chen, the one who's risen to fame recently?"

A slight smile played on his lips: "Not bad, they actually delivered themselves to our doorstep."

"I hope you can actually have some real strength, and not be like those useless good-for-nothings who spoil my fun for no reason."

"Prey that doesn't even struggle is just too boring."

The young man in black robes held up three fingers: "I have always been fair in my dealings, and I will grant you three breaths to prepare as well."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators immediately tensed up.

They had just heard that phrase twice, and both times the results were disastrous.

Upon hearing this again, several cultivators even felt an immense pressure emanating from nowhere.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Chen glanced at the young man in black robes.

There was a moment of silence when he asked the question.

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you disrespect His Highness! You are doomed!"

Soon, several cultivators wearing bronze masks spoke up and shouted sternly.

"Arrogant and ignorant young punk."

The black-robed youth's gaze sharpened: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, I am the one who will take your life!"

The words have not yet fallen.

An aura far exceeding that of a normal cultivator, as powerful as that of an ancient ferocious beast, immediately erupted from him, sweeping across the entire area.

In an instant, it felt like a huge boulder had pressed down on everyone's chests.

Such immense pressure alone is enough to make one feel breathless, and even to give rise to a thought of worship.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone here was an elite cultivator, an ordinary Golden Core cultivator would have already knelt down involuntarily by now.

However, Xiao Chen was already used to this level of pressure.

He was always oppressed by Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and none of them were as strong as this one.

So, could this be considered a blessing in disguise?

Therefore, Xiao Chen remained calm and unmoved under the immense pressure.

"Humph!"

The young man in black robes immediately snorted coldly.

In an instant, he appeared directly behind Xiao Chen.

The handshake forms a claw, aimed straight at his back.

"Snapped!"

Xiao Chen didn't turn his head, but turned to the side and raised his hand to block.

He then immediately grabbed the other person's arm and kicked them in the chest.

"boom!"

Although the black-robed youth immediately raised his other arm to try to block, he was kicked away by a tremendous force.

"Boom!"

The flying figure crashed into a rock not far away, smashing the rock to pieces.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, watch out behind you!"

When the belated reminder finally sounded again, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"what's the situation?"

"Fellow Daoist Xiao is actually this strong?"

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Xiao has gained the upper hand?"

Many cultivators found it hard to believe, and even the burly men were dumbfounded.

Their prince actually failed?

Especially the Arhat Fazhao, whose eyes are wide open like copper bells.

He had been badly beaten by the black-robed youth's sudden attack, which was incredibly powerful.

However, Xiao Chen displayed even greater power, surpassing the black-robed youth once again.

Previously, outside the ruins, Fazhao Luohan was merely marveling at how the other party could suppress distracting thoughts and enter into meditation anytime, anywhere.

However, he does not believe that as the most prominent figure in the Compassionate Ocean, he is not much worse than the other party.

However, the facts before him proved that Xiao Chen not only possessed a good character, but was also far superior to him in terms of strength.

"very good!"

A voice of praise suddenly came from the pile of rubble.

The black-robed youth stood up again, a sinister smile now on his face: "I love prey like you who will fight back."

"That's what makes it interesting!"

He pointed at Xiao Chen and announced, "You are now qualified to have your head cut off after death and become one of my spoils of war."

Despite saying this, the young man in black robes did not continue charging forward.

Don't be fooled by the fact that we only exchanged one simple move.

For body cultivators, such a significant difference in strength is enough to distinguish who is superior.

So, the black-robed youth had a thought, and nine more water jets immediately shot out from under his feet.

"go with!"

He pointed his index finger at Xiao Chen, and the nine streams of water slammed down simultaneously.

Seeing the black-robed youth resort to his old tricks again, he unleashed such a powerful move.

The hearts of everyone around were immediately in their throats.

It should be noted that even when Fazhao Luohan was unprepared, he managed to barely catch a punch, albeit somewhat awkwardly.

However, even after preparing for three breaths, he was directly forced to use his substitute straw man as a weapon.

It could even be said that he was unable to test the limit of the power of this move.

Normally, such a powerful move should come at a cost, and it's impossible to use it continuously.

However, seeing the extraordinary scene before them, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

"Fire Condensation Palm!"

Seeing the black-robed youth use magic in an attempt to change tactics, Xiao Chen did not back down and directly activated his Fire Condensation Palm to counterattack.

"Boom!"

When water and fire clashed, an exceptionally violent explosion was immediately produced.

The powerful spiritual energy fluctuations swept across an area of ​​dozens of miles in an instant.

The towering wooden tower not far away was directly broken by the shock wave and collapsed into ruins on the spot.

Even the cultivators on both sides raised their spiritual light to protect themselves and took several steps back to dissipate the force.

However, when the smoke dissipated...

Everyone could see at a glance that Xiao Chen, dressed in feather robes, was still standing in the same spot, completely unaffected.

On the other side, a large hole shaped like a human hand was blasted into the ground.

The intense flames even scorched the edges of the large hole into a jet-black ceramic color.

You can tell who is strong and who is weak at a glance.

The other cultivators were taken aback at first, then erupted in uproar.

"My God, what an amazing fire mage!"

"I never expected that Fellow Daoist Xiao would possess such powerful magic."

"Who says otherwise? I thought Fellow Daoist Xiao was a body cultivator, but I didn't expect him to have such a powerful trump card."

"Great! Fellow Daoist Xiao has won! We're saved!"

……

Everyone was overjoyed when they saw the result.

Just moments before, almost all of them thought they were going to die here today.

Unexpectedly, things took another turn for the better. Xiao Chen suddenly appeared and crushed the black-robed youth with an unparalleled and overwhelming force.

He even used only two moves from beginning to end.

With a kick and a palm strike, he easily subdued his opponent.

With such a large gap, it can be said that the victory is already secured.

In other words, they no longer need to live in fear and can successfully leave the ruins alive.

How could one not be happy and excited about such a wonderful thing?

In particular, Fazhao Luohan found it hard to believe that Xiao Chen, also a third-tier cultivator, could be so powerful.

He completely outpaced this so-called number one among the younger generation.

It can be said that after this trip, no, from this moment on, the other party is the undisputed number one.

On the other hand, Arhat Fazhao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had long been mentally prepared to fight to the death rather than live a life of dishonor when facing evil forces one day.

But if you can survive, it's always a good thing.

However, the round stele arhat was dumbfounded on the spot, staring at this scene in disbelief, and felt a chill run down his spine.

"This...how is this possible?"

He has just publicly betrayed us, and there is no turning back.

If anything were to happen to His Highness, the Arhats around him would not spare him even before the ruins were completed.

Thinking of this, the round stele arhat's legs went weak, and he could barely stand.

He had absolutely no intention of resisting.

Because Pudu Temple also has a regular practice session where fellow disciples can exchange skills and techniques.

Therefore, the Round Stele Arhat knew very well that once he lost his external support, he would be powerless to fight back.

"Something's wrong!" Arhat Fazhao suddenly became alert, immediately casting a protective spell with his Buddha light and loudly warning, "Something's not right, Benefactor Xiao, be careful!"

Although he was happy, he was also keeping an eye on the actions of the burly men opposite him.

Under normal circumstances, they would definitely panic.

However, Fazhao Arhat noticed that, apart from Yuanbei Arhat and several monks wearing bronze masks, their behavior was somewhat unnatural.

The others were mostly shocked, but didn't react much.

What's particularly surprising is that no one stepped forward to check on the black-robed youth's condition or see if he needed help.

This makes no sense!

Upon hearing Arhat Fazhao's warning, the other cultivators were stunned and somewhat at a loss.

The next moment, an even more powerful pressure, exuding a primitive and savage aura, rose from the bottom of the pit.

A vast and noble aura flashed by.

Immediately afterwards, a huge head emerged from the crater.

The golden vertical pupils with black stripes in those two orange-yellow eyes alone were a full nine feet long, taller than most people.

Then the figure gradually crawled out, revealing its body, which was hundreds of feet long and resembled a giant snake.

The difference is that its neck is covered with long, thin hair, its whole body is covered with rough gray scales, and each of its forelimbs has three claws.

The most striking feature is its pair of short, golden horns.

Although its horns were pitifully small compared to its enormous body, only about the size of an ordinary fist.

But it was precisely those short horns that exuded a special kind of pressure that could make one's blood tremble—the might of a dragon!
That was a dragon!
"A transformed great demon!"

A cultivator trembled as he spoke: "A great demon that can transform into human form ahead of time!"

Some cultivators stared wide-eyed in despair: "How could there really be demons that can transform into human form? Aren't those just ancient legends?"

Some people immediately turned pale and muttered to themselves, "It's over, it's all over, no one can escape!"

……

If an ordinary dragon were to appear here, everyone would be incredibly excited.

They might kill it and divide the dragon blood and bones equally, or they might capture it and take it back to be a guardian spirit beast of the sect.

However, those short golden horns, and the black-robed youth from before, kept referring to himself as "this king."

They are all telling the same story—it is a mutated dragon with true dragon blood.

He is also the true king among all the dragons!
Such powerful demons are completely different from ordinary demonic beasts. They possess intelligence that is in no way inferior to that of humans, and they can also cultivate techniques and use spiritual weapons.

Under such circumstances, it relies on its naturally large body.

Whether it's the total amount of true essence in his body or the concentration of qi and blood, it far surpasses that of normal human cultivators by dozens of times.

Even if the Round Stele Arhat had not betrayed them before.

This single royal dragon is equivalent to dozens of cultivators, capable of breaking through the Vajra Demon-Suppressing Formation from the front.

Its mere appearance caused many cultivators to lose their fighting spirit.

A profound fear welled up within him, and he dared not even entertain the thought of being his enemy.

Only a very few cultivators, such as Fazhao Luohan and Kaiyue Zhenren, gripped their spiritual weapons tightly, but they all had already resolved to die.

"See Your Highness!"

The round-stele Arhat shouted and immediately knelt down, touching his head to the ground: "Your Highness is so majestic and heroic. It is truly an honor to see you today!"

On the other side were those burly men.

Although they didn't speak out, they all knelt down to show their submission.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

The dragon opened its massive mouth and let out a thunderous laugh: "Very good, you know what's good for you!"

"I have come here to recruit a few obedient people as my servants."

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I might consider sparing your lives."

Of course, that's just what he said.

It was purely because he had just been humiliated by being crushed by Xiao Chen, so he wanted to rebuild his authority in front of his subordinates through this method.

In fact, those monks had just witnessed that humiliating scene.

Whether they kowtowed and begged for mercy or not, they were all doomed to die.

Traitors, including the Round Stele Arhat, will also be dealt with.

"Clang!"

A young cultivator's flying sword fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth, his face contorted in struggle, and finally collapsed to his knees with a thud.

The main reason is that the dragon's might also carries a certain amount of mental pressure, which is really difficult for ordinary cultivators to resist.

"Hahaha!"

The dragon raised its forepaws: "I'm giving you three last breaths. If you dare to remain obstinate, this day next year will be your death anniversary!"

Upon hearing this, many cultivators broke out in large beads of sweat on their foreheads.

The main reason is that some people have already taken the lead in kneeling, and many cultivators have begun to waver.

If others can kneel, if others can survive by clinging to life, then can't I do the same?

"Pfft!"

At this moment of high pressure, a sneer suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned around and saw that it was Xiao Chen laughing: "I knew it, you beast, why can you only say three breaths?"

"So that's because you only have three toes."

"People say it's a five-clawed golden dragon, how dare you, with your deformity, call yourself king? Have you no shame?"

These two sentences directly stung the deepest, most sensitive part of Jiaolong's heart.

It immediately spewed two streams of hot air from its nostrils, its eyes wide and bloodshot: "They may live, but you bug, I'm going to devour you alive today."

After saying that, he roared and charged directly at Xiao Chen.

Clearly, they intend to use their physical advantages to achieve a crushing victory and avenge their previous defeat.

In this respect, the larger the monster, the greater its advantage.

After all, once they start sprinting, their own weight alone can generate an exceptionally large impact force.

Not to mention the innate divine power that humans possess, which makes them virtually invincible.

"Well done!"

Xiao Chen immediately assumed a horse stance and threw a punch: "Seventh Transformation, Yinglong Mountain Collapse!"

With this punch, all the spiritual energy within a thousand feet was instantly drained away.

Between his arms, a lifelike phantom of a real dragon seemed to materialize, as if it were ready to crash its body into the towering mountains at any moment.

Xiao Chen aimed at the incoming dragon head and delivered a powerful punch.

"Tom!"

The dragon's enormous body suddenly froze, as if time had suddenly stopped.

Immediately, a shockwave, almost visible to the naked eye, swept across his entire body.

"Crack!"

At that moment, thousands upon thousands of dragon scales were shattered on the spot, flying in all directions like giant fireworks exploding.

“Crack, crack!”

Immediately following was the sound of bones breaking.

The dragon's entire body suddenly twisted into a ball, as if it were enduring immense pain.

In fact, the difference between Xiao Chen and the Flood Dragon in terms of pure strength is almost negligible.

Even with the enhancement of martial arts skills, it only amounts to a mere two times.

But that's okay. In actual combat, a two-fold strength difference is enough to bring a decisive advantage, just like an adult hitting a child.

"A forgetful thing."

Xiao Chen grabbed the dragon's head and forcefully pulled it nine feet off the ground, then slammed it back down: "Do you think you're capable again?"

"Ow!"

The dragon crashed to the ground with a mournful cry.

Xiao Chen grabbed the dragon head again: "You've gotten a little bigger, so you don't know your own limitations, huh?"

He said, then slammed his hand down hard and slammed it back onto the ground.

"Ow~!"

The dragon cried out in pain once more.

"You're all looks and no substance!"

Xiao Chen grabbed the dragon head for the third time: "One minute you're calling me a dog's eye, the next a bedbug. Aren't you very arrogant?"

"Why does it look like a dead snake now?"

"answer me!"

After saying that, he slammed him to the ground again and kicked him hard, saying, "Kneel down!"

Including the three ups and downs just now, it's exactly equivalent to kowtowing three times.

This time, the dragon remained silent and did not cry out in pain.

It wasn't that it suddenly became tough; rather, it was so weak that it couldn't shout for the time being.

After completing this series of moves, Xiao Chen was somewhat surprised.

The main thing was that he hadn't expected the dragon to be so resilient.

If it were any Golden Core cultivator, they would have been unable to withstand the series of punches and kicks he had just delivered.

It turns out this guy was still alive and hadn't died; he was indeed resilient.

"Clang!"

Another crisp sound came from the side.

A cultivator's flying sword involuntarily fell to the ground, the sound finally startling the stunned crowd.

"What...what's going on?"

Even now, some cultivators still looked completely bewildered.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you actually defeated that mutated dragon with a trace of true dragon bloodline with your bare fists?"

Some monks' lips trembled, their breathing became rapid, and their bodies shook uncontrollably.

"That's a powerful demon in human form, and a member of the royal family at that! How is this possible? How could such a thing happen?"

Some cultivators rubbed their eyes hard, wondering if they were under an illusion.

What was happening before his eyes had completely overturned his previous understanding.

Such a shocking event is absolutely unparalleled; even if we trace back a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand years in the entire Ocean of Compassion, we would never find another example like it.

But it is happening right before everyone's eyes, right under everyone's noses.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you truly are..."

Arhat Fazhao couldn't help but sigh, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

For a moment, he didn't know how to describe the other person.

As a key prospective Zen master being trained by the entire Pudu Temple, he was granted early access to read all the books in the temple's collection.

But it is precisely because of his extensive knowledge and extensive reading of ancient history that Fazhao Luohan is even more difficult to describe.

Throughout history, only a very few exceptionally talented individuals, capable of dominating an entire era, have possessed such astonishing abilities.

Throughout the entire cultivation world, such people can be counted on one hand.

Even the Arhat Fazhao was somewhat dazed upon thinking about this.

He seemed to foresee that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Xiao Chen's name would resound throughout the entire Eastern Region, not just in the Sea of ​​Compassion.

It is even possible that his fame will spread far and wide, reaching other regions.

That is a grand undertaking that most Nascent Soul True Monarchs or Zen Masters could not achieve.

At that moment, Fazhao Luohan unexpectedly had the same thought as Sun Haoran.

Such people can only be friends, never enemies!
This statement applies not only to him personally, but also to the entire Pudu Temple.

(End of this chapter)