"Junior Brother Xiao Chen has already broken through to the middle stage of the Holy Spirit Realm?" His face filled with shock, Zhao Yuxi stared at Xiao Chen with wide eyes. Previously, he thought that Xiao Chen was only at the early stage of the Holy Spirit Realm after injuring Yang Li with a single palm strike. He didn't expect him to be at the middle stage of the Holy Spirit Realm!
Xiao Chen had easily defeated the late stage Profound Sage Wang Jian when he was only at the middle stage of the Profound Sage Realm. In Zhao Yuxi's opinion, Xiao Chen had strength that surpassed his own cultivation, so he was shocked to think that Xiao Chen was only at the early stage of the Holy Spirit Realm. But what shocked him even more was that Xiao Chen was actually at the middle stage of the Holy Spirit Realm.
"How … how is this possible? He jumped two levels in a month? " Even the genius disciple of the Qinglan Holy Palace, Miao Cuiling, had a face full of shock and disbelief.
Many disciples were stiff on the spot, staring at Xiao Chen as if they were looking at a monster. They were all shocked by Xiao Chen's terrifying cultivation talent.
"Xiao Chen was able to kill Yang Hong and the other two from the Liu Family by himself. His strength is naturally not simple. I'm afraid that he's even stronger than a few days ago. Maybe he can really deal with Wu Biao." Looking at Xiao Chen with a slightly dignified expression, Jiang Ming muttered in his heart. He had already known about Xiao Chen's cultivation when he was chasing Xiao Chen, so he wasn't shocked at all.
The disciples of the Mirage Holy Palace had come to show their strength. Jiang Ming naturally stood on Xiao Chen's side. If he lost, not only would it affect his own face, it would also affect the entire Qinglan Holy Palace.
"Kid, you've got guts." Hearing that Xiao Chen had accepted, the mocking smile on Wu Biao's face became even wider. He gave Xiao Chen a thumbs up and sneered.
Xiao Chen was just about to step out when he slightly frowned. Zhao Yuxi hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, that guy is at the late stage of the Holy Spirit Realm. Are you sure you can win?"
"You'll only know after you try." Xiao Chen spread his hands and smiled faintly. Soon after, he continued to walk forward.
Xiao Chen's reply made Zhao Yuxi roll her eyes. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that Xiao Chen was treating this challenge as a game.
"Does he really have the confidence to defeat Wu Biao?" When she saw Xiao Chen accept the challenge and step forward, her enchanting face was slightly taken aback. Her jade-like hands clenched tightly into fists, feeling somewhat worried.
"Hmph! You overestimate yourself! " Staring at Xiao Chen with his cold eyes, Yang Li sneered in disdain. There was even a hint of schadenfreude on his smiling face.
When Xiao Chen walked out, all the disciples stepped back at the same time, leaving an empty space in the square.
The two of them were only about ten meters away from each other. At this moment, the huge plaza actually fell silent.
Glancing at Wu Biao lightly, Yang Kai's face was calm, without the slightest trace of worry or panic.
Xiao Chen had entered the Vicious Beast Void three days ago and had already broken through to the mid-stage Holy Spirit Realm. After coming out, he had refined a lot of energy bodies and was now close to the peak of the mid-stage Holy Spirit Realm. Although his cultivation was slightly weaker than Wu Biao's, Xiao Chen wasn't worried.
However, Xiao Chen's calm face made many disciples feel that Xiao Chen was too calm, causing them to make their own guesses.
"Let's test his strength first." A sneer appeared on Wu Biao's playful face as a fierce light flashed across his eyes. Wu Biao quickly pushed his Saint Qi and rushed out. After running a few steps, he stomped his foot on the ground, increasing his speed in an instant, his figure transforming into a black shadow that flashed past.
Wu Biao closed the distance of a dozen meters in the blink of an eye. His palm, which was imbued with overwhelming power, swept out with a powerful force and smashed toward Xiao Chen's head.
Xiao Chen's indifferent face finally changed as he frowned slightly. Pushing the Saint Qi in his body, Xiao Chen did not want to be outdone and countered with his own palm.
"Mid-Stage Holy Spirit Realm, hmph!" Sensing Xiao Chen's aura, the playful smile on Wu Biao's face became even wider. At the same time, he secretly felt relieved, dispelling any thoughts of probing Xiao Chen's strength as he rapidly increased his strength. A trivial mid-stage Holy Spirit Realm cultivator was nothing in his eyes.
Wu Biao's sudden increase in strength caused the faces of Miao Cuiling and the others to change drastically, their faces filled with tension and anxiety as their palms began to sweat.
* Peng! *
The two palms collided fiercely, causing a muffled bang to break the silence of the square. Wu Biao's attack was easily blocked by Xiao Chen. Contrary to what the disciples had imagined, Xiao Chen was sent flying, but not only was he not sent flying, his body didn't even move.
"You actually managed to block my attack!" Wu Biao, who thought he could easily send Xiao Chen flying, now had the playful smile on his face freeze as he stared at Xiao Chen in shock.
The faces of Miao Cuiling, Zhao Yuxi, and the others also stiffened on the spot. After a moment of silence, they suddenly burst into an uproar, all of them shocked by Xiao Chen blocking Wu Biao's attack.
Their shocked faces became gloomy as a fierce light flashed across their eyes. Wu Biao suddenly launched a fierce attack, his fists, elbows, and feet unpredictable, each of his moves extremely fierce.
Xiao Chen, who possessed a powerful physique, did not fall into a disadvantage in terms of strength and speed. Wu Biao's attacks were all blocked one by one, and Xiao Chen even had the ability to counterattack, his attacks fast and accurate, showing no mercy.
The two of them engaged in a high-intensity hand-to-hand combat, the tyrannical strength of their attacks spreading to the ground of the square, causing small cracks to appear as powerful bursts of energy swept out.
The intense hand-to-hand combat went from the ground to the sky, the two of them were evenly matched.
"Xiao Chen, this bastard's strength is indeed not simple. He is actually able to contend with a late stage Holy Spirit with a mid stage Holy Spirit cultivation." Jiang Ming frowned, his face somewhat gloomy. The tyrannical strength that Xiao Chen displayed made Jiang Ming feel more and more threatened and uneasy.
"Junior brother Xiao Chen is actually able to contend with Wu Biao. Wu Biao's attacks are completely useless." Zhao Yuxi's face was filled with shock as she stared at Xiao Chen with her eyes wide open. The other disciples were also shocked as they discussed.
On the other side of the square, Yang Li and Huang Tao were also shocked by Xiao Chen's tyrannical strength. They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"Who the hell is this kid? He is actually able to contend with a late stage Holy Spirit cultivation! How can he have such tyrannical strength? " After a few minutes of fierce hand-to-hand combat, Wu Biao's fists began to feel a piercing pain, causing him to gradually fall into a disadvantageous position.
After such a high-intensity hand-to-hand combat, Wu Biao had consumed a lot of his Saint Qi. Even if he attacked with all his strength, he was unable to suppress Xiao Chen, causing his breathing to become slightly ragged.
"Can't hold on any longer?" Looking at the slightly flustered Wu Biao, whose fists were trembling slightly, Xiao Chen's face showed a playful smile as he chuckled softly.
As soon as his voice fell, Xiao Chen easily avoided Wu Biao's angry punch. His figure flickered and he quickly arrived at Wu Biao's left side, at the same time sending out a fierce punch towards Wu Biao's face. This punch was extremely overbearing.
* Peng! *
Perceiving Xiao Chen's attack, Wu Biao's face suddenly changed. He had never expected that Xiao Chen's speed would suddenly increase. The speed of Wu Biao's attack was too fast for him to dodge. With a muffled bang, Wu Biao was sent flying by Xiao Chen's punch.
* Si … *
Looking at Wu Biao being sent flying several dozen metres, the faces of many disciples in the square below changed dramatically, all of them gasping in shock.
In hand-to-hand combat, even with Wu Biao's late-stage Holy Spirit strength, it would be difficult for him to compete with Xiao Chen. If they were to compete in pure strength, it would not be Xiao Chen who had the upper hand.
Without using his Primal Chaos Force, in a hand-to-hand combat, Xiao Chen's tyrannical physical strength made up for the difference in strength, allowing him to gain the upper hand.
"Is … is he really a mid-stage Holy Spirit?" The playful smiles on their faces were completely replaced by panic at this moment. Yang Li and Huang Tao felt as if their eyes were playing tricks on them, causing them to feel a little dizzy.
Wu Biao's face became extremely ferocious. He originally wanted to embarrass Xiao Chen in front of so many disciples, but he did not expect to embarrass himself in front of so many people instead. A monstrous rage suddenly surged in Wu Biao's heart, and a trace of viciousness and resentment flashed through his pitch-black eyes.
Gnashing his teeth, the blood vessels on his face bulged, and the flesh on his face twitched. The more Wu Biao thought about it, the angrier he became.
* Pa! *
Suddenly, he clasped his hands together, and with a crisp sound, the tyrannical energy in his body crazily surged out. A layer of faint green light appeared on his body, and a tyrannical Qi swept out like a gale.
"Stinking brat, don't be too proud!" Glaring at Xiao Chen with murderous eyes, Wu Biao roared in a low voice, "Profound Rank Divine Spell! Ninth Heaven Mysterious God Palm! "
Tyrannical energy gathered in his palm, and along with his roar, Wu Biao fiercely threw out a palm. A green energy palm print several meters in size suddenly shot out.
"That's Wu Biao's most powerful Divine Spell!" Feeling the tyrannical power of the palm print, Miao Cuiling's pretty face changed slightly. Her beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Chen, and her jade-like hands clenched into fists. She could not wait to rush over and beat Wu Biao up.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, quickly dodge his attack." Zhao Yuxi, who was burning with anxiety, could not help but roar.
"Can Junior Brother Xiao Chen block it?" All the disciples shook their heads helplessly, and their faces were filled with despair.
Looking at Xiao Chen's indifference, Wang Jian's face was extremely gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "If you lose because of trying to be brave and embarrass the Qinglan Holy Palace, I will definitely not forgive you!"
Xiao Chen remained indifferent as he looked at the energy palm print rushing toward him with an indifferent expression. All the disciples were in a state of panic. However, what happened next caused everyone's expression to change drastically.
"Divine Spell! Heaven's Wrath Destruction Finger! " Xiao Chen shouted in his heart, but there was not the slightest panic on his indifferent face. In his Qi Sea, he pushed all the Saint Qi he could muster. Pointing at the incoming energy palm print, his sword finger flashed with a dazzling golden light.
Xiu!
Boom!
"Pu!"
A dazzling golden light shot out from Xiao Chen's sword finger, and the tyrannical power produced a slight oppressive wind. A golden beam of light as thick as an arm shot out like lightning and fiercely collided with the energy palm print. A muffled thunderous sound rang out, and in just one collision, the energy palm print was shattered. Wu Biao's face suddenly changed dramatically. His face turned pale, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His body flew out like a kite with its string cut.
At this moment, the Qinglan Holy Palace fell silent. All the disciples, including Jiang Ming, were dumbfounded as they stared at Xiao Chen in the sky. Their bodies were petrified, and their faces were filled with shock.
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