Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 165
at the same time.

On the mountain behind the Law Enforcement Court, King Wu Courtyard.

Mo Chen was sitting calmly in front of the courtyard, and opposite him, Ye Qianzhong was also sitting there. At this moment, he exudes a more detached aura. Obviously, he has made a breakthrough and officially entered the fourth-order heaven Youjing became the first Tianyoujing strongman in Tianyun Kingdom.

That is to say, from today on, he is no longer a Martial King, but also a real strong man in the Tianyou Realm. His words can change the color of the Tianyun Kingdom, and truly surpass the imperial power of the Tianyun Kingdom.

Ye Qianzhong poured two cups of tea calmly, and there seemed to be a detached air between his gestures and gestures.

"Are you sure you want to do it yourself?" Ye Qianzhong looked at Mo Chen softly, and said, "Now that I have broken through Tianyou, the old man has been able to resolve the grievances between the academy and the royal family."

It turned out that when Mo Chen walked out of the training room and was about to go to the school grounds, he received a voice transmission from Ye Qianzhong telling him to go to the mountain behind the law enforcement court.

Ye Qianzhong breaks through the Heavenly Nether Realm, and thinks that he has the ability to influence the attitude of the royal family, so he doesn't want Mo Chen to take risks, so he asks Mo Chen's opinion if he still wants to fight Long Aotian.

Mo Chen smiled lightly and said: "The battle between me and Long Aotian is not only related to the future of the academy, but also to the future of the New Martial Soul Masters Guild, as well as the future of my sister. I must fight this battle .”

Ye Qian nodded emphatically, sensing Mo Chen's realm, a touch of relief appeared in his eyes.

"That being the case, then go, remember, the school will be your strongest backing, let go and fight, if you lose, the school will admit this bet, even if the school is not here, but the old man will still stand behind you, If you win, no matter what happens, this old man will accompany you to laugh proudly in the Sky Cloud Kingdom."

Ye Qianzhong waved his hand lightly, agreeing to Mo Chen's participation in the battle.

"Principal, don't worry, this battle can only be won and undefeated. Dean, wait for the good news." Mo Chen got up and said.

"Go, I'll be right here to accompany you to smile proudly in the Sky Cloud Kingdom." Ye Qianzhong smiled, sipping tea calmly.

At the same time, Long Aotian walked straight onto the ring, and everyone's eyes fell on him instantly.

With the four-clawed dragon robe on his body, coupled with his indifferent look, and the pressure of the seventh level of Yuanwu, even the crowd hundreds of meters away from the academy can clearly feel the strength of Long Aotian.

Now, Long Aotian's light is getting stronger and stronger, which cannot be ignored.

"It's noon, the academy, is there anyone out there to fight?" Long Aotian stared straight at Bu Qingyun with his cold eyes.

Bu Qingyun opened his eyes slightly, but said calmly: "It's not yet noon."

"So what should we do until noon?" Long Aotian kept a calm smile all the time, but the conversation was accompanied by a chilling trend.

"It's noon, if Mo Chen hasn't arrived, I will fight with you." Ren Tianye sacrificed the bleeding spear, his fighting spirit was high.

"Can you represent the school, and can you represent the New Martial Soul Masters Guild?" Long Aotian looked at Jiang Long. Today, he not only wants to take down the school, Jiang Long and others are also in his plan, otherwise, a Isn't the arrangement a month ago in vain.

"I..." Ren Tianye was at a loss for words, just as Long Aotian said, this battle is not only about the grievances between the royal family and the academy, but also the new Wuhun Masters Guild, and Mo Zining's life and death.

Bu Qingyun waved his hand and said: "It's noon, if Mo Chen doesn't arrive, according to the rules, Mo Chen will lose."

"I have no objection." Jiang Long said calmly.

They all believed in Mo Chen.

"it is good."

Long Aotian nodded, with a smile in his eyes.

As time passed, it was already noon in the blink of an eye, a smile appeared on the corner of Long Aotian's mouth, and he looked around the audience, "As you can see, it is already noon, Mo Chen..."

call out!
Just when Long Aotian was about to announce the result of this battle, a sound of piercing the sky suddenly came from a distance, and everyone saw a sharp sword piercing the sky, and it landed steadily in front of Long Aotian. Vigorously stirred up all directions, causing the arena to be filled with dust.

The long sword pierced into the ground, clanging, and that lingering vigor seemed to represent a vigorous fighting spirit.

"It's noon, I will fight with you!"

Following the appearance of the long sword, a cold voice followed, and then a figure like the wind landed on the ring in an instant, confronting Long Aotian head-on.

"It's just at noon, it doesn't seem like you're late." Mo Chen looked at the sky with a smile on his lips, noon just arrived.

"Mo Chen, it's Mo Chen, he's finally here."

"Let me just say, if he dared to risk his life to rob the prisoner, how could he be afraid of a battle?"

The crowd was in an uproar, and because of Mo Chen's appearance, it started to boil.

"It's Mo Chen, he finally showed up."

Everyone in the Imperial City Academy and the New Martial Soul Masters Guild showed smiles, as if they breathed a sigh of relief, but not only them, many people on the high platform breathed a sigh of relief.

"I knew, Brother Chen would definitely come." Fatty Xuan clenched his fists excitedly, and Mo Chen appeared, as if he was destined to win.

Whether it was Lian Rou, Gu Qinglian, Lin Shishan, or Ren Tianye and others, they all breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Mo Chen's figure on the ring, they couldn't help but smile.

However, the eyes of Xue Zhen, Lan Jiang and the others were gloomy and cold, but then they sneered again, it doesn't matter if they show up, it's just to die.

Long Aotian is at the seventh level of Yuanwu, and what Mo Chen seems to show is only the strength of the third level of Yuanwu. Such a huge gap is not courting death.

Long Aotian was not surprised by Mo Chen's appearance, his expression remained the same, he looked at Mo Chen calmly, "You are finally here, I have waited ten years for this battle."

Mo Chen said with a smile: "Ten years of hard work, but the final outcome will disappoint you."

"Is it?"

Long Aotian's pupils rarely showed a trace of brilliance, "Yuanwu Sanzhong, I would like to see how you let me down."

Bu Qingyun got up slowly, his calm face didn't change at all, as if he already knew that Mo Chen would appear.

"Mo Chen arrived in time, the battle between the two sides can continue normally, both of you, can we start?" Bu Qingyun said calmly.

"Wait a moment."

At this moment, the figure of Yi Lao stood up, and everyone's eyes fell on him instantly. Could it be that he still has something to do?
An imperceptible strangeness flashed in Yi Lao's eyes, then he looked at Mo Chen and said, "Mo Chen appeared before the battle and walked directly onto the ring. I have to wonder if he is preparing a hidden weapon."

As soon as this remark came out, many people from the academy and the New Martial Soul Masters Association began to yell and scold.

What Elder Yi said was undoubtedly an insult to Mo Chen's personality, and at the same time, it was also an insult to the dignity of the academy and the new Wuhun Masters Association.

Old Yi didn't change his expression, he turned a deaf ear to the scolding around him, and said: "According to the rules, both sides of the competition will be inspected to avoid hiding hidden weapons. Bu Qingyun, you must be aware of the criticality of this battle, so I suggest that you and I inspect Mo Chen and His Highness."

Bu Qingyun's complexion was wrong, he nodded slightly and said: "Okay."

Although Yi Lao's words were not very nice, but he did follow the rules, so he didn't say much.

Yi Lao and Bu Qingyun stepped onto the ring one after another. When Yi Lao passed by Long Aotian, they both nodded slightly at the same time, with a sinister gleam in their eyes.

Immediately, Yi Lao came to Mo Chen's side, and Bu Qingyun came to Long Aotian's side, and the two sides began to check.

Bu Qingyun simply checked Long Aotian, and found nothing, but Yi Lao's hands walked over Mo Chen's body, checked for a while, and made the people around him feel a little angry, so he withdrew his hands and shook shook his head.

"Since there is no abnormality on both sides, let's start fighting here."

Bu Qingyun spoke, and immediately returned to the high platform with Yi Lao.

In an instant, both the school grounds and the crowd outside the school fell silent, looking deeply at the two on the ring.

Long Aotian, who was born with a golden key in his mouth, has cultivated like walking on the ground. He needs resources and manpower. It seems that he has successfully broken through to the seventh level of Yuanwu without encountering any obstacles. Now, his light is enough to illuminate the entire emperor. city.

And Mo Chen, who lived in the slums for ten years and had no resources, was able to enter the school with full marks in all three levels. Like a dark horse, he was able to break through to the third level of Yuanwu in just four months.

Mo Chen is undoubtedly a grassroots counterattack, and his family is in ruins, but he has not given up. Under the witness of everyone, he has reached the peak step by step. Regardless of Mo Chen's identity, everyone hopes that he can be like him, Don't rely on background, only rely on your own efforts to climb to the peak of life.

It can be said that the reason why they came to this place was that they supported Mo Chen from the bottom of their hearts and wanted to see a different duel.

Especially those from poor families, Yan Ran already regards Mo Chen as a spiritual leader, they want to see Mo Chen rise, even after many years, if Mo Chen becomes the strongest in the world, this battle is also a legend they have witnessed with their own eyes.

"Mo Chen, Mo Chen..."

Involuntarily, many disciples from poor families were already shouting Mo Chen's name to cheer him on.

However, the guards around them yelled and scolded them, not allowing them to make any noise, which gradually dissipated the subconsciously gathered slogans, but they could shut them up, but they couldn't stop their hearts. Everyone looked eagerly at the arena. Mo Chen.

"I didn't expect that your popularity in the humble family is not low."

Long Aotian was slightly surprised, then shook his head and sneered, "It's a pity, after today, you will be submerged in the history of Tianyun Kingdom."

Following Long Aotian's words, the pressure of the seventh level of Yuanwu came from him, and he stood there quietly, as if he wanted to completely defeat Mo Chen in terms of momentum.

Mo Chen pulled out his long sword, and his momentum was also rapidly climbing up. Although he failed to break through to the fourth level of Yuanwu as he wished, in this battle, whether it was against the academy, the New Wuhun Masters Guild, or Mo Zining, he had no chance. The retreat, this battle, can only be won but not defeated.

He was full of fighting spirit, and the vitality in his body began to circulate, but at this moment, Mo Chen's complexion suddenly changed, becoming extremely ugly.

"Take the call."

There was a smug light in the corner of Long Aotian's eyes, and then he stomped his feet on the ground, only heard a muffled sound, but Long Aotian shot out like an arrow from the string.

His hands became palms, and he came to Mo Chen in an instant, and his powerful palms swept towards him.

Mo Chen's face was ashen, and he raised his sword to respond, but the aura in his body was extremely weak.

Rumble!
Everyone only heard the loud noise of the flood, and then they saw in astonishment that Mo Chen's figure was like a kite with a broken string, was blown away, landed heavily on the ring, and spurted out mouthfuls of blood .

"This……"

Everyone was stunned, stunned by this sudden scene, with one move, Long Aotian knocked Mo Chen away with just one move, the difference between Yuanwu Seventh Layer and Third Layer is really huge.

For a moment, the eyes of many poor disciples showed deep disappointment. Obviously, their expectations of Mo Chen were too high.

(End of this chapter)