Peerless Martial God 2

C107 It Was an Unexpected Surprise!



C107 It Was an Unexpected Surprise!

Luo Chen gave a short shout and flipped his left hand. A large golden palm print condensed in the air and flew straight towards Xuanyuan Mu's head. A thick aura of Buddha spread out, different from killing intent, but also very ghost-like.    

    

Lin Feng was currently a bystander, but he was also a participant. It was very likely that he would fight with Luo Chen for the final seat of the Son of Saint. Every move and every attempt of Luo Chen would allow him to understand Luo Chen.    

    

This huge golden palm print was like the arm of a Buddha. This palm strike carried a heaven defying aura. It seemed ordinary, but Lin Feng felt an unprecedented shock energy from it. It was something that no one at the same level as him had ever felt before.    

    

The palm print pressed down on Xuanyuan Mu's head. It was like a mountain and also like a ten thousand ton boulder with a powerful aura. However, it was impossible for Xuanyuan Mu to fail. Don't forget that Xuanyuan Mu's master was Di Shu. If Di Shu's disciple only had this kind of method, then it would be disappointing.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu raised his hands to the sky and let out a low shout. Everyone could only feel a thick aura of earth spreading out from Xuanyuan Mu's feet. This feeling of heaviness became stronger and stronger, and Xuanyuan Mu's entire body gradually spread out with a dark yellow earth-colored dazzling light. The image of a mountain condensed on his palms.    

    

"Mount Tai." Xuanyuan Mu let out an angry shout, and the mountain above his palms shot up into the sky, instantly colliding with Luo Chen's large palm print. A loud sound spread throughout the entire Divine Sect, and the terrifying aura of the collision caused the air within a radius of several dozen kilometers to be completely destroyed, turning into a void.    

    

The two of them destroyed everything within dozens of kilometers, but the two of them were fine. Luo Chen took a step forward and pointed to the sky. A golden beam of light passed through his eyes and disappeared in the middle. It appeared in front of Xuanyuan Mu's chest and pierced into it without hesitation.    

    

Before Xuanyuan Mu could react, or perhaps before he had the chance to make a move, the golden beam of light had already pierced through Xuanyuan Mu's chest and shot out from behind him.    

    

Everyone looked nervous. There was no danger in the golden beam, no killing intent, only one thing: it was so fast that it was hard to catch.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu was originally nervous, but after the light passed through him, he did not feel the slightest bit of pain, as if nothing had happened. Xuanyuan Mu treasured his time and did not dare delay the competition. With a wave of his left hand, a weapon appeared in his hand. It was a walking stick.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu took a step forward and rushed towards Luo Chen with his walking stick in hand. He had to win this competition.    

    

"Three."    

    

To everyone's surprise, Luo Chen stood calmly in the middle of the stage and extended three fingers.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu had a surprised expression on his face. He didn't know what Luo Chen was up to, but he ignored him and attacked with a serious expression.    

    

"Two."    

    

When Luo Chen changed his fingers into two fingers, many people had already noticed that the Elemental Strength in Xuanyuan Mu's body was quickly depleting, including Lin Feng's. It was as if someone had opened a hole in his body, and all of the energy had disappeared.    

    

"One." Luo Chen counted to one with a faint smile on his face. He only had one finger left, but at this moment, Xuanyuan Mu lost his balance and fell heavily onto the stage. The walking stick in his hand fell off the stage.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu's face was deathly pale as he held onto his chest. He felt that the Elemental Strength in his body had disappeared. He wanted to circulate it, but the pain in his meridians was unbearable, as if he had been poisoned. But at the level of a god, how many poisons could harm a god?    

    

"You've lost." Luo Chen glanced at Xuanyuan Mu and said with a faint smile. His tone carried a hint of ridicule and ridicule, as if everything was under his control.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu did not want to admit defeat, but with a little bit of effort, the meridians in his body felt as if they had been shattered, causing him unbearable pain.    

    

Di Shu stood on the high platform and watched this scene indifferently. When Luo Chen shot out the golden light from his hand, he already knew that his disciple had lost. However, Di Shu did not expect that Luo Chen would actually hide it so deeply. The previous low-profile was just an illusion. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have let him enter the finals.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu had lost, Luo Chen had won, and this ordinary disciple who had always been unknown had become the biggest dark horse, shocking everyone.    

    

"If Luo Chen wins, he will compete with Lin Feng for the position of the Fifth Son of Saint." Compared to Di Shu, Fan Tiangang was still extremely calm, as if he had already expected all of this.    

    

Everyone in the guest seats was also shocked by the dark horse, Luo Chen. Everyone thought that it would be Xuanyuan Mu and Lin Feng competing for the Fifth Son of Saint, but it wasn't the case.    

    

Huo Wu sat on the chair and looked at Lin Feng with a trace of anxiety on her face. She wanted to stand up and go to Lin Feng's side, but with so many people watching, she was afraid that it would cause unnecessary trouble for Lin Feng.    

    

Sect Master Zi Jian and Xue Sha both looked at Luo Chen seriously. They felt that the latter was not simple, and there was even some secret that no one knew.    

    

The eyes of the Silver Domain Temple's Silver Holy Monarch remained as indifferent as ever. Occasionally, he would glance at the platform, but most of the time he would close his eyes and meditate. Everything here had nothing to do with him.    

    

The Gold Holy Monarch of the Spiritual Realm Temple, on the other hand, looked curiously at the Battle Platform. His eyes were filled with an indescribable meaning, not knowing what he would do.    

    

"Alright, everyone be quiet."    

    

Finally, after a short discussion covered the height of the stage, Fan Tiangang finally spoke. When the Tiangang Holy Monarch spoke, everyone unconsciously shut their mouths and looked at Fan Tiangang.    

    

Fan Tiang's face was solemn as he looked at the First Holy Son, Sheng Hui, and said in a deep voice, "First Holy Son, you will be in charge of their battle. This is related to the honor of the Son of Saint."    

    

"Yes, I will take responsibility. Don't worry, Holy Monarch." The First Holy Son nodded and smiled. This was the first time he had revealed a smile in the crowd, which was extremely shocking.    

    

Sheng Hui glanced at the three Sons of Saint beside him. Finally, he slowly walked out of the platform and leaped onto the Battle Platform.    

    

Sheng Hui glanced at Lin Feng, then looked at Luo Chen, and finally said in a deep voice: "The two of you will compete with each other in Elemental Strength first. I have an ancient bronze cauldron here. Whoever can shatter it with a single punch will win the first round."    

    

As Sheng Hui spoke, he waved his robe, and a golden light flashed. A huge cauldron appeared in front of everyone's eyes.    

    

This was a cauldron that was ten meters tall. It was made of copper and weighed more than a dozen tons. Someone who could shatter it with a single punch must have a strong Elemental Strength to have the confidence to withstand the power of a single punch.    

    

"Who wants to go first? The two of you?" Sheng Hui's expression was indifferent as he looked at Lin Feng and Luo Chen and asked.    

    

Luo Chen glanced at Lin Feng, respectfully cupped his fists and smiled: "Master Lin Feng, let this disciple go first."    

    

"You can go." Lin Feng's gaze was solemn as he nodded his head at Luo Chen without saying anything. At this moment, Luo Chen had once again become an extremely docile ordinary disciple. Compared to when Xuanyuan Mu was fighting before, he was like a completely different person. He could not help but be even more cautious. Just who was this person?    

    

Luo Chen nodded at Lin Feng and slowly walked to the side of the huge ancient bronze cauldron. He turned his fist into a palm and placed his palm on his chest. Everyone could feel the Elemental Strength in Luo Chen's body quickly gathering on his palm.    

    

In the next second, Luo Chen's palm struck out, forcefully hitting the giant cauldron. Everyone only heard a loud bang as the giant cauldron was sent flying a hundred meters away. There were many fine lines on the cauldron, but it did not shatter, causing many people to be disappointed.    

    

"It's not easy for such a large giant cauldron to be like this with a single palm."    

    

"That's right. It's really not bad."    

    

Many people pointed at Luo Chen and discussed, while Luo Chen returned to his seat with a calm expression, waiting for Lin Feng to make his move.    

    

"There's still a giant cauldron here. It's your turn, Lin Feng."    

    


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