God of Nine Dragons

Chapter 13 The Power of One Punch
Ow!

quack!

Fist and fist collided violently, the wind blew out, the howl of the ghost wolf and the sound of bones breaking were intertwined, and came out at the same time, making one's hair stand on end.

Chen Heyu's body was covered by the blue ghost wolf, and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, directly flew out of the high platform, hit the ground hard, and made an ear-shattering roar, sending dust flying all over the sky.

The blue light gradually receded, revealing Chen Heyu's figure.

At this moment, a bloodstain appeared in the center of his forehead. If it was alive, it spread towards the face, neck and other parts at a very high speed, making a small cracking sound of "Zi la la"...

In an instant, dense cracks covered Chen Heyu's face, neck, hands and other exposed parts. Scarlet blood seeped out from the cracks, mixed with the dust, and released a rich bloody smell.

boom--!
Accompanied by an ear-splitting explosion, Chen Heyu's body exploded, turning into flesh and blood, staining the ground red, and the surrounding clansmen were also stained with blood.

This overbearing and astonishing scene deeply shocked everyone present.

Everyone stared at the high platform without blinking, the black-clothed boy Chen Lingyun standing straight like a mountain peak.

The morning wind blew, and his black hair danced with the wind, and his clothes fluttered, exuding a domineering, mysterious, and fierce aura.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but they felt that Chen Lingyun's eyes were full of domineering and arrogance looking down on the world, just like the eyes of the Nine Heavens Emperor, he was not like a mortal.

"God, Chen Heyu, who has cultivated the "Ghost Wolf Boxing Technique" to a great degree, did not beat Chen Lingyun, but was blown away by Chen Lingyun's punch. I... Did I read it right?!"

"It's true, Chen Lingyun really punched Chen Heyu, this guy is too tough!"

"Chen Lingyun is so frightening. He can knock out a warrior of the ninth level of the Spirit Wheel Realm. I'm afraid ordinary ninth level warriors of the Spiritual Bone Realm can't do it!"

"What's even more frightening is that Chen Lingyun used the "Spirit Wolf Fist Technique", solidified the spirit of the Ghost Wolf Fist, and let out an angry howl, indicating that - he has cultivated this martial skill to perfection!"

"What? He...Chen Lingyun has actually reached the legendary state of consummation!!!"

"..."

After the clansmen were silent for a few breaths, fierce discussions broke out, and the voices were full of inconceivable and deep shock.

The nine teenagers and the patriarchs and elders on the high platform also looked at Chen Lingyun in a daze.

"Chen Lingyun, you killed my son He Yu with such a heavy hand, you pay for my son's life!!!" Suddenly, a voice full of hatred and incomparable anger came.

I saw that Chen Shangkun, who was slightly bald, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and hawk-like eyes, was holding a black iron epee tightly in his hand, and rushed towards Chen Lingyun with murderous intent, like an angry big bird.

The black iron epee shone with a cold and bloodthirsty light in the morning light.

"Mr. Chen, be careful!" Chen Die'er, who was on the side, saw this, with anxiety and worry in her beautiful big eyes, and rushed towards the boy in black recklessly, blocking in front of him.

Seeing that the black iron epee of Great Elder Chen Shangkun was about to strike Chen Lingyun and Chen Die'er.

"You dare!"

Accompanied by an ear-splitting roar, another black iron epee lay across the heads of Chen Lingyun and Chen Die'er, and collided violently with the black iron epee that Chen Shangkun had slashed heavily.

Clang!

The ear-piercing sound of Jin Ge's symphony sounded, and a series of sparks burst out.

The two epees split apart at the touch of a touch. To be exact, one was knocked back, while the other remained as solid as a rock.

Chen Shangkun was shocked by the huge force and retreated dozens of steps before he managed to stabilize his body. However, Chen Shangyu, who was holding an epee like a bear, did not take a step back, standing tall like a mountain.

It was him who blocked Chen Shangkun's sword at the critical moment.

Of course, if it wasn't for the action of the patriarch Chen Shangyu, Chen Shangkun might have become a dead person at this moment, and Chen Lingyun would never let the person who wanted to take his life live.

Chen Lingyun looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and sighed: "Silly girl, back off, don't do this in the future, it's too dangerous!"

Chen Die'er heard the words, her beautiful cheeks were slightly red, she nodded, she didn't say anything, and retreated obediently behind her.

She didn't think about anything else just now, including her own safety, etc. She just wanted to protect Chen Lingyun and prevent him from being hurt by Chen Shangkun!
"Great Elder, what on earth do you want to do?!" At this moment, the patriarch shouted angrily.

Chen Shangkun gritted his teeth, his falcon-like eyes reflected hatred and murderous intent, staring at Chen Lingyun and said: "I want him to pay for his life!"

"This matter, after the big competition with the Heiman tribe, the patriarch will give you a satisfactory explanation!" Patriarch Chen Shangyu said.

"Now the big competition is coming, let's talk about other things later!" At this moment, an old voice came slowly.

It was the voice of the old patriarch Chen Wanhe who was recovering from his wounds.

When the only master of the elixir realm of the Wuyang tribe spoke, Chen Shangkun had no choice but to suppress the overwhelming anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and stepped aside, staring at the patriarch and Chen Lingyun, and said angrily:

"I'll wait until the competition is over and see how you explain to me. My son must not die in vain!"

After a short period of isolation, the patriarch Chen Shangyu led ten juveniles and girls who participated in the competition, a group of martial arts warriors and other clansmen who watched the competition, left the tribe and headed towards Wuman Mountain in a mighty manner.

……

Two hours later, on the top of the tall and majestic Wuman Mountain, there was a sea of ​​people, and there were dark crowds everywhere.

There is an open and flat area on the top of Wuman Mountain, which is the venue for the big contest between the Wuyang tribe and the Heiman tribe.

In addition to a large number of tribesmen from the Wuyang tribe and the Heiman tribe, there are also representatives from most other affiliated tribes of the Tianlan tribe that are closer to the two tribes. They are all here to witness the big contest.

However, the representatives of these affiliated tribes are all direct descendants of the third prince who has taken refuge in Tianlan.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are attracted by a huge fighting platform in the middle of the wide area.

On the competition stage, there were twenty heroic boys and girls in white clothes and boys and girls in red clothes standing facing each other, among them was a boy in black clothes, who was particularly conspicuous.

This son is Chen Lingyun. He has never changed his dressing style for thousands of years, and he only likes black.

In addition, there is a majestic middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade suit and a neat beard.

This is the Inspector Lan of most of Tian Lan, a powerful martial artist in the Spiritual Core Realm, his eyes are shining, and after glancing at everyone present, he said majesticly:

"Today, I, Lan Tianyu, represent the majority of the Tianlan tribe, and preside over the competition between the younger generation of the Wuyang tribe and the Heiman tribe.

The competition is divided into three rounds, and two out of three rounds are adopted:
In the first game, individual battles, one-on-one and ten groups for competition, whichever tribe wins with the most people will be counted as the winner;

In the second round, a group battle, the ten-member combination of the Wuyang tribe will face the ten-member combination of the Heiman tribe, and whichever tribe can stay in the ring at the end will be considered the winner;
In the third round, the talents of the ten young geniuses from the two tribes were tested, and the tribe whose talent was higher was the winner.

After three rounds of competition, the winner of two rounds will be the final winner of this big competition.

In addition, in this big competition, life and death are self-determined. If a genius dies in the ring, Tianlan will not be responsible for most of them, and they are not allowed to trouble the opponent's tribe.

If the final winner is the Heiman tribe, then the Wuyang tribe will be annexed by the Heiman tribe for no reason. From then on, the Wuyang tribe's territory and all resources will be controlled by the Heiman tribe.

If the final winner is the Wuyang tribe, the Heiman tribe will give up their plan to annex the Wuyang tribe!

In the end, His Royal Highness the third prince of Tianlan attached great importance to this contest, and he promised to give the ten geniuses who won the final one a chance to enter Tianlan's most star pools to practice. "

The words of Inspector Lan Tianyu fell, as if a heavy bomb had been dropped, and it exploded in the crowd, and the crowd below immediately started talking, a little bit filled with righteous indignation.

"This is an unfair contest, it's a plot by the Heiman tribe to annex the Wuyang tribe!"

"The majority of Tianlan is too unfair. The Wuyang tribe wins and gets nothing. If it loses, it will be annexed by the Heiman tribe and lose everything!
And if the Heiman tribe wins, they can annex the Wuyang tribe, and if they lose, they don't have to pay any price! "

"Most of Tianlan is unfair, but our Wuyang tribe has no way to resist, because we are weak! What we can do in Wuyang tribe is to win this big competition!"

"We must not lose this time, we must win!!!"

Although the people of the Wuyang tribe had known for a long time that the martial arts competition was a conspiracy by the Heiman tribe to annex the Wuyang tribe, they were still filled with anger and aggrieved after hearing the words of the Inspector Lan of most of the Tianlan tribe!

"You Wuyang Division, if you feel wronged, then don't compete, just quit as an admission of defeat, let my Heiman Division annex it!"

At this time, Heishan, the chief of the Heiman tribe, had a mocking and provocative look on his face, and spoke arrogantly to the people of the Wuyang tribe.

"Hehe, if you can make your Wuyang tribe compete with my Heiman tribe, it can be regarded as Tianlan's big department giving you Wuyang tribe face, don't give shame to you!" A face beside the chief of Black Mountain had a terrifying expression on his face. The middle-aged man with the scar said with a strange smile.

He is Heidao, the leader who once led the masters of the Heiman tribe to infiltrate into the Wuyang tribe to kill the youth who awakened the spirit wheel, and he has the spiritual bone realm ninth level.

When the people of the Wuyang tribe heard the words, they couldn't help showing angry and extremely aggrieved expressions on their faces.

The patriarch Chen Shangyu did not speak, and stared at the ten red-clothed young girls on the ring with a pair of copper bells. They were the ten geniuses of the Heiman tribe.

His eyes could not help showing doubts: he felt that among the ten people, eight of them were very unfamiliar.

As Chen Shangyu's eyes flashed, he thought of a terrible possibility, and frowned...

(End of this chapter)