"So all your strength comes from your mouth."
"Don't you know that the disciples of the Divine Turtle Sect are all cowards?"
Lian Yun had always been proud of her sect. Therefore, she felt that the sect should not be blamed for this accident.
Hearing Bai Guangyuan repeatedly insult the Divine Cloud Sect, her eyes turned red again.
This battle could not be stopped. If he did, he would be labeled as a cowardly tortoise again.
But she could not bear to let Chu Chen, a youth of the Spirit spring stage, be involved in this storm.
Chu Chen curled his lips indifferently, waving his hand casually at the young boys and girls, throwing out a sentence.
"You are all new disciples of the White Cloud Sect, right? Then any one of you, let me test my strength. "
The lame youth's arrogant attitude angered the people of the White Cloud Sect. Bai Guangyuan coldly snorted, "He Kun, go down and teach him a lesson."
"Yes, senior brother!"
Hearing Bai Guangyuan's voice, a tall and sturdy young man among the group responded and stepped forward with a cold and arrogant expression.
This youth was more than nine feet tall, with muscles all over his body. He was as strong as a human bear.
From his body, a ferocious and violent aura swept out in all directions. This aura even carried the unique savagery of a desolate beast.
This youth clearly had the blood of a warrior of the Western Wilderness, and was usually the pride of the tribe.
"Senior brother, this lame person may be accidentally killed by me."
Not far from Chu Chen, the youth called He Kun suddenly smiled maliciously, the corners of his mouth curling up into a cruel and bloodthirsty arc.
Bai Guangyuan frowned, waving his hand, "Look at his weak appearance. Hold back a little, don't kill him."
"Heh, I know."
He Kun nodded in response. Looking at Chu Chen, his gaze suddenly changed. A strong red light suddenly emerged from his body, quickly condensing into a blood cloud the size of an acre.
In an instant, a wild roar suddenly came from behind him. Under the background of this blood cloud, He Kun's aura instantly skyrocketed.
As his figure shook, the light and shadow in the air changed. A huge blood-coloured strange beast drilled out from the blood cloud, roaring towards the sky.
The strange beast looked like a lion or tiger, but had a pair of wings on its back. A pair of bell-like eyes emitted a lawless and incomparably fierce aura.
Seeing the exotic beast's silhouette appear, gasps could be heard from the surroundings.
"Blood cloud beast! This guy actually refined the spirit of a blood cloud beast and merged it into his body! "
"This youth is very lucky! The blood cloud beast is a famous wild beast. With the help of its spirit, entering the Spirit Stream stage in the future will be as easy as blowing off dust! "
“。 The Blood Cloud Beast was born with a thirst for blood. After being refined into an avatar, its power had increased greatly. He Kun's future achievements! "
"That lame brat is going to be unlucky. Arrogance has its price!"
… …
Exclamations sounded from all around. There were many wild beasts in the Western Wastelands. Therefore, the cultivation method of refining the spirit of wild beasts to form an avatar was more popular than in the Eastern Plains Region.
Generally speaking, the stronger the wild beast, the greater the increase in strength.
He Kun was able to refine a super wild beast of the Spirit Stream stage, the blood cloud beast, with his Spirit Spring stage cultivation base. It had to be said that he was extremely talented.
Although this blood cloud beast must have been obtained with the help of the entire tribe.
"Kid, if you want to beg for mercy, kneel down and call me grandpa. Only then will I stop."
He Kun grinned as he looked at Chu Chen, like looking at a stray dog on the roadside.
He clenched his fists tightly. The moment his fingers and palms met, a bright red light gushed out, causing the void to rumble.
"Speaking of which, you won't cry right? I heard that the people of the Eastern Plains Region are the most fragile..."
He Kun clenched his fist and wanted to say something, but everyone only saw a grey shadow flash in front of them. The grey-clothed youth who was originally sitting on the wheelchair pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and bounced up from the wheelchair. Like a bolt of lightning, he rapidly flew in front of He Kun, and then raised his hand to slap him across the face!
He Kun instinctively wanted to dodge, but the grey-clothed youth's speed was too fast. So fast that He Kun's face was only slightly tilted, and he was directly hit.
"Pa!"
With a resounding slap to the face, He Kun's huge figure was sent flying like a broken rubber ball. He actually flew back more than thirty meters.
The blood cloud beast around him was directly dispersed by the slap. It trembled violently for a few times, and suddenly let out an incomparably terrified cry. It turned into a red light and sank back into He Kun's body, not daring to come out again.
"Hu..."
With a sway of his body, Chu Chen lightly floated back to his wheelchair as if he was weightless, and sat upright and still.
He coldly looked at the group of White Cloud Sect disciples, as if he was a hunter looking at a group of prey.
The entire long street was dead silent.
Whether it was the cold-faced Bai Guangyuan who was waiting to see a joke, or the worried and gloomy Little Senior Sister Lian Yun, or the disciples of other sects who had gathered around to watch the show, all of them were dumbfounded.
They were all dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Just a moment ago, they were still worried that the Western Wasteland warrior would hit him too hard and break his Qi. Now, they saw this crippled youth slap the Western Wasteland warrior and send him flying.
He Kun was a genius of the Western Wasteland warrior tribe, but he was so cleanly defeated by a slap.
He didn't have any ability to resist?!
The crisp sound of the slap was still echoing in everyone's mind, and they were all completely in a daze.
Of all the people, the one who was the most shocked was Bai Guangyuan. He was well aware of He Kun's background.
This time, He Kun could be said to be the strongest new disciple that he had specially recruited from the Western Wasteland. He had the cultivation of the peak of the Spirit spring stage, and also the transformation of the blood cloud beast. His true battle strength definitely far exceeded the Spirit spring stage, and was comparable to the initial stage of the Spirit Stream stage.
He was actually defeated by a single slap!
This crippled youth was clearly only at the Spirit spring stage. How could the power of his slap be so great?
"New geniuses of the White Cloud Sect, I'll give you a chance for revenge. Now... everyone attack together!"
Ignoring the shocked expressions of the surrounding people, Chu Chen waved his hand at the dumbfounded White Cloud Sect's "Dragons and Phoenixes", and then pointed at himself.
The cultivators on the long street were once again collectively speechless. There was no limit to his arrogance. Beating a disciple and beating a group of disciples was a completely different matter.
This kid, could it be that after luckily succeeding, he went crazy?
He dared to challenge a group of experts by himself?
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