However, after exchanging more than twenty moves, the white-haired old man suddenly erupted with power and killed the middle-aged man in one fell swoop, seizing his storage ring.
"So strong! Is this old man Esteemed Spirit Turtle from Golden Turtle Island?"
"That's him! I didn't expect him to come to Golden Sand Island as well. No wonder he's so strong!"
"Esteemed Spirit Turtle has been in seclusion for many years. His battle strength is unfathomable. I wonder who will challenge him next!"
Discussions broke out all around.
"This Esteemed Spirit Turtle is indeed not bad!"
Lu Ming nodded.
He could see that Esteemed Spirit Turtle's sudden eruption should be some kind of secret art that could increase one's battle strength. Among peak Kings, it was not bad.
"Not bad? Hehe, what a big tone. You speak as if you're very strong. "
On the side, Chen Zhao revealed a disdainful smile.
Lu Ming was speechless. Was this guy crazy? Wasn't it just because he didn't fight that time? Since then, he had been targeting him.
Lu Ming directly ignored such a narrow-minded person, not even looking at Chen Zhao.
Seeing that Lu Ming ignored him, Chen Zhao's face turned even uglier.
"Who will fight me?"
Esteemed Spirit Turtle looked around. For a moment, no one spoke.
"Hehe, looks like no one is going to fight?"
Esteemed Spirit Turtle sneered.
"Let me!"
At this moment, Chen Zhao's big brother stood up, and a powerful aura spread out.
Chen Zhao's big brother was called Chen Dao.
Chen Dao took a step forward and appeared on the Fate Battle Stage.
"It's Chen Dao. Chen Dao is going to fight. This is going to be interesting."
"Chen Dao has seven consecutive victories and is extremely powerful. He's a general of the Flame Commerce Firm. Haha, if he fights Esteemed Spirit Turtle, it will definitely be intense."
Chen Dao's appearance made many people excited.
"Big brother is going to fight!"
Chen Zhao's eyes lit up. He then looked at Lu Ming and said, "Lu Ming, let's wait and see. Let's see how powerful my brother is. Let's see how powerful a peak-level king can be."
However, he discovered that Lu Ming had ignored him again, which made him rather depressed.
"Young man, you have guts. You dare to challenge me?"
Esteemed Spirit Turtle looked at Chen Dao and said coldly.
"Are you going to fight or surrender?"
Chen Dao's reply was simple but full of confidence.
"What big words! I've been in seclusion for dozens of years. Youngsters nowadays are getting more and more arrogant. Let me teach you how to respect your elders!"
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Spirit Turtle dashed towards Chen Dao at lightning speed. At the same time, a powerful aura erupted from his body.
It was that kind of secret technique.
Although the spirit turtle spoke arrogantly and confidently, when it actually attacked, it used its full strength, not daring to underestimate its opponent at all.
Those who dared to challenge him despite knowing his reputation, how could they be weaklings? He had lived for hundreds of years, and he knew this very well.
A powerful fist force blasted towards Chen Dao.
However, Chen Dao didn't move at all. When Esteemed Spirit Turtle's fist force approached him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he moved.
If he moved, he would draw his saber.
A dazzling saber light lit up, seemingly slicing the space into two halves.
Esteemed Spirit Turtle's fist force was also split in half. His face turned pale with fright as he frantically retreated to avoid the blade.
However, this was only the beginning of Chen Dao's attack.
"Kill!"
Chen Dao yelled with a terrifying aura. A pale white saber light lit up again, this time stronger and sharper than the previous one. It instantly sliced through the void and slashed towards Esteemed Spirit Turtle.
"Not good!"
Esteemed Spirit Turtle was shocked. He waved his fists, and a thick turtle shell formed in front of him to block the attack.
Clang!
The blade light landed on the tortoise shell, causing it to vibrate violently. A crack appeared on the shell. Before Esteemed Spirit Turtle could even take a breath, Chen Dao had already launched the third blade strike, followed by the fourth, the fifth …
One slash after another, each stronger than the previous one. It was endless as it slashed towards Esteemed Spirit Turtle.
When the seventh slash was unleashed, Esteemed Spirit Turtle's turtle shell exploded, and the saber light flashed by.
Then, Chen Dao sheathed his saber without any hesitation.
Esteemed Spirit Turtle's eyes were wide open. A trail of blood appeared from his glabella and extended downwards. Puchi. Esteemed Spirit Turtle fell and was split in half.
Esteemed Spirit Turtle was dead.
Deafening cheers burst out from the crowd. Chen Dao had killed Esteemed Spirit Turtle and achieved eight consecutive victories.
It was rare to see someone win eight consecutive battles.
This meant that eight Peak-level Kings had died at Chen Dao's hands.
"Hehe, did you see that? This is my big brother's strength."
Chen Zhao glanced at Lu Ming proudly.
"Not bad!"
Lu Ming said calmly.
He did think that Chen Dao was not bad. Chen Dao's battle strength was probably close to Saint Star's.
Of course, Chen Dao was already in his thirties, ten years older than Saint Star. He had spent ten more years cultivating martial arts, intent realm, and physical body. In terms of potential, he was no match for Saint Star.
The List of Top 1,000 Talents of the Eastern Wilderness selected youths under the age of thirty. Not only did it look at cultivation, but it also looked at talent, the ability to fight above one's level, and potential.
Some powerful forces had abundant resources and could produce a group of young Peak-level Kings, but these people could not make it onto the List of Top 1,000 Talents.
"You're really boasting. How many Peak-level Kings can match my big brother's battle strength?"
Chen Zhao sneered.
"Frog in a well!" It was not Lu Ming who spoke, but Xie Nianqing.
"What … what did you say?"
Chen Zhao's face turned red.
"Someone's going to challenge him!"
Lu Ming ignored Chen Zhao and looked at the fighting ring.
Chen Zhao also looked over.
A young man in a blood-red robe stepped onto the fighting ring.
He was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. His face was cold, and there was a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Humph, you're overestimating yourself. How dare you challenge my big brother? You're courting death again."
Chen Zhao laughed sarcastically.
However, Chen Dao, who was standing in the fighting ring, had a grave expression on his face.
The young man was just standing there casually, but he felt like he was facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Moreover, the young man was not even thirty years old, yet he dared to step onto the fighting ring. He was definitely not simple.
"How should I address you?"
Chen Dao asked.
"Xue Gang!"
The young man's face darkened.
"Xue Gang?"
Chen Dao thought for a moment and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
He had thought that the young man might be a peerless genius on the List of Top 1,000 Talents in the Eastern Wilderness. If he was really a genius on the List of Top 1,000 Talents, he would have to consider whether to accept the challenge or not.
However, Xue Gang's name was not on the List of Top 1,000 Talents. Obviously, the young man was not on the List of Top 1,000 Talents.
"Fight or surrender?"
Xue Gang's gloomy voice rang out.
"Fight!"
Chen Dao replied firmly.
"Hehe, good. I was afraid that you would surrender."
Xue Gang licked his lips, and the gloominess in his eyes deepened.
Boom!
The next moment, Xue Gang's blood Qi rushed into the sky. A huge blood-red palm floated above his head, surrounded by seven silver chakras.
"A seventh-grade King-level bloodline!"
Chen Dao's expression changed.
Those who could reach the seventh-grade King-level bloodline were definitely peerless geniuses.
For example, Qin Qingshan and Sheng Xingchen were both seventh-grade King-level.
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