The others revealed expressions of understanding. The physical bodies of the Fiend Race had a great advantage over the humans in the first place. Now that Tu Ze had a Rank 1 Sage Body, he had an even greater advantage.
Xiao Hou Jue's defeat was understandable. Actually, he should not have agreed to this bet in the first place. Xiao Hou Jue could only blame himself for being too conceited.
After losing in such a sorry state and being humiliated by Tu Ze, Xiao Hou Jue felt very sullen, so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Tu Ze swept his gaze through the youths of the human race. Then, he said with some reluctance, "Is there anyone who wants to stand up for Xiao Hou Jue? I, Tu Ze, will accompany you at any time."
The others remained silent, not saying anything. In terms of strength, no one would fear Tu Ze in a one-on-one fight.
However, they knew that Tu Ze had advanced to a Rank 1 Sage Body, and his strength had reached one thousand tons of force. In a situation where they could not use their Quintessence or Heavenly Laws, how could they be willing to be spendthrift?
"It turns out that you are all a bunch of spineless cowards. You do not even have the guts to do this, and you still managed to obtain ten spots. What a waste of the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring." Tu Ze's lips curled up in a cocky manner as he turned to leave.
The youths of the human race were furious. However, they were still rational and did not make any rash decisions.
When the Little Heavenly Monkey of the Fiend Race saw this scene, it felt excited. Its lips moved as it sent a voice projection to Tu Ze. Then, it looked coldly at Xiao Chen.
When Tu Ze heard the Little Heavenly Monkey's voice projection, he could not help but stop. He turned around and looked at Xiao Chen.
"You are Xiao Chen, that so-called White Robed Bladesman, the only cultivator to come out of Misleading Fog Lake in ten thousand years?"
Xiao Chen felt it was strange. He did not know how the other party noticed him. He replied calmly, "Whether I am or not, what does it have to do with you?"
A sinister look flashed in Tu Ze's eyes. He slowly walked over and said, "Very good. It looks like it really is you. Do you dare to make a bet? I, Tu Ze, will give you three moves."
Give me three moves? After hearing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at him with a strange expression. Even if he wanted to die, he didn't have to die in such a way, right?
Hearing Tu Ze call out Xiao Chen's name, the youths at the back of the Demon Clan suddenly raised their heads and looked over.
Xiao Chen. Currently, this name was widely known in the Demon Region. According to the news that came from the Xuan Family of the Silver Moon Spirit Fox Race, this guy actually walked out of the Misleading Fog Lake, the mysterious forbidden area that even Emperor Wu couldn't enter.
Tu Ze sneered, "Why wouldn't I dare? You even dared to enter the Misleading Fog Lake, yet you don't dare to accept this small challenge? "
Shui Lingling pulled Xiao Chen back and transmitted her voice to him, "Don't be impulsive. This guy is only good at talking. No one here will take him seriously."
The other party was indeed nothing much. At the very least, in Xiao Chen's opinion, there were at least five people on the human side who could defeat the other party in a one-on-one fight.
Even Xiao Hou Jue, who had been defeated in a sorry state, would not have ended up like this if he had not made a mistake at the start and did not expect the other party to have a Rank 1 Sage Body.
Xiao Chen merely had a Rank 1 Sage Body and one thousand tons of force. To Xiao Chen, this was nothing. This was a fat sheep that delivered itself to his doorstep. It would be inexcusable not to take advantage of it.
"First Senior Sister, don't worry."
Xiao Chen smiled gently and raised his head to look at the other party. He asked, "How do we bet? Is it still the same as what you said earlier?"
Seeing that Xiao Chen had taken the bait, Tu Ze smiled happily and said, "Naturally, it is the same. The loser has to pay five thousand Black Astral Coins."
Xiao Chen thought for a while before saying, "Don't you think five thousand Black Astral Coins is too little? If we are going to play, let's play a little bigger. The loser has to pay fifty thousand Black Astral Coins. How about that? "
Fifty thousand Black Astral Coins was equivalent to five million Astral Coins. This was a huge sum, enough to buy a high-quality Sage Grade Secret Treasure.
Even with so many Astral Coins, no one here could throw out so many Black Astral Coins without batting an eyelid.
The moment Tu Ze said that, Xiao Chen immediately felt several gazes directed at him.
It was not just the Fiend Race and human cultivators. The youths of the Ghost Race and Corpse Race all looked over as well, looking at Xiao Chen like he was a madman.
Xiao Chen clearly knew that the other party had a Rank 1 Sage Body and one thousand tons of force, yet he still dared to bet so much. This was simply too crazy.
Only the Corpse Race's Wang Can could not help twitching his lips. He looked at Tu Ze with some sympathy.
When Xiao Chen saw Tu Ze remain silent, he smiled casually and said, "You do not dare? In that case, forget it. Given your status, you can only rely on words and make a small fuss. "
Xiao Chen's tone was calm, but his words struck at Tu Ze's weakness.
Tu Ze smiled coldly and said, "I do not dare? This old man has a Rank 1 Sage Body. One punch from me can bring out one thousand tons of force. Why would I be afraid of a spineless human like you? Scram out here for this old man. This old man will accept this bet. "
Xiao Chen pushed off the ground and floated over to Tu Ze, not even a gust of wind could be heard.
"How obedient. This old man called you out, and you came out."
Tu Ze chuckled, and the bones in his entire body crackled like beans being fried. His entire body swelled up once again.
Now, Tu Ze was two meters tall and muscular, looking like a small giant. A berserk aura spread out, and a strong wind blew.
Xiao Chen's clothes and head of black hair fluttered in the wind. Compared to Tu Ze, he was like a child facing a strong man; it was extremely uncoordinated.
"This is the innate talent of Tu Ze's Spirit Fiend bloodline, Giant Strength. After using it, his strength will increase by twenty percent for a short time, reaching one thousand four hundred tons of force. This Xiao Chen is finished."
When the others saw the gigantic Tu Ze, they recalled that Tu Ze still had the Spirit Fiend bloodline. They all inhaled sharply.
"Die!"
Tu Ze shouted and pushed off the ground. He shot forward like a cannonball. The friction between his body and the air gave off a piercing sonic boom.
Tu Ze's gigantic fist carried the power to shatter mountains. He landed on Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's expression remained the same; there were no fluctuations at all. The strong wind from his fist was like a knife, blowing his hair to the back of his head and revealing his delicate face.
The Firmament Body Tempering Art circulated in his body. One thousand five hundred tons of force surged out like a raging river, gushing endlessly.
Using the techniques of the Dragon Claw Fist, Xiao Chen burned his Vital Qi. When he used his full power, his strength approached one thousand five hundred tons of force.
When Tu Ze's fist was only one meter away, Xiao Chen stretched out his right hand and grabbed Tu Ze's wrist.
"Bang!"
Tu Ze, who was charging over with an overwhelming aura, suddenly stopped. Xiao Chen grabbed his wrist, preventing him from moving forward. After struggling for a while, Tu Ze could not move at all. He could not help but fly into a rage out of humiliation. Then, he punched at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen smiled coldly and raised his hand. Tu Ze's body was lifted high into the air.
Before Tu Ze could react, Xiao Chen dropped him. "Pa!" He landed heavily on the ground.
The entire process happened in the time it took for a spark to fly. The crowd only saw the burly Tu Ze with a startling aura charge over. In an instant, Xiao Chen lifted him up and flung him to the ground.
Xiao Chen's close to one thousand five hundred tons of force crushed Tu Ze's opponent. Then, he flipped Tu Ze's wrist and swung him again. Tu Ze's tall body was flung to the ground like a whip. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
Xiao Chen's hands did not stop moving. He continued to swing Tu Ze around casually, causing the ground to rumble and shake violently.
Everyone was stunned. They had not expected the seemingly skinny Xiao Chen to erupt with such horrifying force. In just one exchange, he managed to toy with Tu Ze in the palm of his hand.
Tu Ze's swollen body had already recovered to its normal size. His face was swollen, and blood flowed from the corner of his lips. Wounds covered his entire body.
Xiao Chen swung his hand, and Tu Ze's body flew towards the Fiend Race with a huge impact. Just as he was about to land heavily, Tu Ze circulated his Fiend Essence and twisted his body.
Then, he stood on the ground and took a few steps back before he managed to stabilize himself. On the other hand, Xiao Chen did not move at all from start to end.
A cool breeze blew by. His expression remained the same, not changing at all. The surroundings fell silent. The youths of the Fiend Race, Ghost Race, Corpse Race, and even the humans all looked at Xiao Chen in disbelief.
On the other hand, a Fiend Race genius with a Rank 1 Sage Body and the innate talent of a Spirit Fiend actually lost to Xiao Chen in a competition of physical strength.
Tu Ze, a Fiend Race genius with a Rank 1 Sage Body and the innate talent of a Spirit Fiend, actually lost to Xiao Chen in a competition of physical strength, unable to retaliate at all.
"F * ck you!"
Tu Ze cursed ferociously. His surging Fiend Essence surged, and his Heavenly Sage Laws danced behind him. Then, he roared ferociously and charged at Xiao Chen.
Since when did he embarrass himself like this? To think that a bona fide Fiend Race genius was treated like a sandbag, toyed with casually.
The others could not stop him in time. In the blink of an eye, Tu Ze circulated all the Fiend Essence in his body and charged over to Xiao Chen.
His aura was like the wind, boundlessly ferocious.
Xiao Chen could not help but smile mockingly. A defeat was a defeat. Furthermore, it was not a clean defeat. There was really no need for this Tu Ze to show him any respect.
"Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, tenfold combat prowess, Deities Descending!"
A divine light entered Xiao Chen's body, and his aura soared infinitely. Everything in the world seemed to want to worship him. Xiao Chen clashed with Tu Ze's full-power strike without any fear.
"Bang!"
A loud sound rang out. Tu Ze, who had charged over like the wind, went flying back like lightning. He vomited three mouthfuls of blood in the air.
The strong wind did not stop blowing, and Xiao Chen's white robes fluttered. He did not move at all, only giving you one punch. Even if you did not submit, you would still be lucky.
"What's wrong? Are all the people of the Fiend Race so shameless? You can't even admit to your defeat? "
Xiao Chen asked indifferently as he watched the others catch Tu Ze.
The person who caught Tu Ze wore luxurious purple robes embroidered with a peacock spreading its wings. He was handsome and elegant, looking cultured and refined.
The purple-robed youth pushed with one hand and casually let Tu Ze fall. Then, he calmly tossed out a spatial ring and said in a clear voice, "You are really capable to be able to walk out of Misleading Fog Lake. I, Kong Yuanyuan, would like to experience your great moves."
"This is interesting. The top character of the Fiend Race, the grandson of the Peacock King, is going to make a move."
This person seemed to have a great background. Seeing that he was going to make a move, a commotion broke out in the surroundings.
Xiao Chen caught the spatial ring and scanned it with his Spiritual Sense. There were fifty thousand Black Astral Coins, no more, no less. When he saw the Peacock King's grandson, he squinted and looked at it carefully.
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