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Chapter 637

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For a moment, the spectating disciples of the Chongsheng Sect hoped that the twelve prodigies would defeat Lin Buzheng and stop him at this stage in the Hundred Trials. This would show how powerful and invincible the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect were. At the same time, they hoped that Lin Buzheng would defeat the twelve prodigies and welcome the earth-shattering battle with Heavenly King Wu. Their feelings were extremely complicated.

"Girl, who's strong and who's weak isn't something that can be decided just by talking. It depends on this."

Although Lin Buzheng was looked down upon by Yue He, he was not embarrassed or angry. He still smiled and raised his fist, shaking it at her as if he was showing off.

"Hmph, you can say that after you defeat my twelve Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters!"

Heavenly King Wu snorted coldly. Before he finished his sentence, he disappeared into the depths of the Ancient Battlefield with Yue He. It was as if he would not be able to control himself and attack Lin Buzheng if he stayed for even a moment longer.

"Haha!"

"You scoundrel from the Divine Might Sect. You didn't expect this, did you? I'm here for the Hundred Trials as well! "

"After you are defeated, I will break all the bones in your body one by one to repay you for humiliating me twice in a row!"

Then, an extremely arrogant voice rang out in the Ancient Battlefield. It was Wu Tianhao, sitting in a wheelchair, appearing on a small hill not far away.

Not long ago, Wu Tianhao had spoken rudely to Wang Yurou because he was Heavenly King Wu's younger brother. As a result, he was taught a lesson by Lin Buzheng and beaten up badly.

However, although Wu Tianhao had escaped, he could not swallow this humiliation. He had gone to the 22nd Spiritual Peak to look for helpers to defeat Lin Buzheng and regain his dignity. In the end, not only had the helpers he had invited been defeated by Lin Buzheng, but even his legs had been broken by Lin Buzheng. He had suffered another loss.

If it was anyone else, that person would surely judge the situation and have the intention to retreat after suffering two losses in succession.

However, Wu Tianhao was a disciple of the Wu family, the number one force in the Chongsheng Sect. At the same time, he was also the Holy Son of the Chongsheng Sect and the younger brother of Heavenly King Wu. He had lived like a prince since he was young and had never suffered such a huge loss. Naturally, he wouldn't let the matter rest.

Relying on his family's influence and participating in the Trial of a Hundred Battles, he wanted to personally witness Lin Buzheng's defeat and then beat him up when he was down. He wanted to take revenge for the two times he was humiliated by Lin Buzheng. His desire for revenge was incomparably firm.

After a night of recuperation, Wu Tianhao's facial injuries had basically healed, but they were still swollen. His broken leg bones had also been reconnected. After resting for a few days, he would be fine, but for the time being, he could only travel in a wheelchair.

Wu Tianhao felt the pain coming from his face and legs. His gaze towards Lin Buzheng was filled with flames of anger. He wanted nothing more than to grind Lin Buzheng's bones into ashes and dismember him into a thousand pieces.

"You want to break all the bones in my body? Even your brother doesn't dare to be so arrogant! "

"Looks like I can only let you be carried home on a stretcher!"

Lin Buzheng shook his head helplessly. He had originally planned to let Wu Tianhao off, but the latter kept sending himself up to be slaughtered, causing Lin Buzheng to feel sorry for himself every time he didn't beat him up.

"Hmph, you can say that after you defeat my twelve Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, and my brother!"

Wu Tianhao was indeed Wu Tianwang's younger brother. Even the way he spoke was exactly the same.

Although his gaze towards Lin Buzheng was filled with endless anger, he knew that he was far from being Lin Buzheng's opponent. He quickly retreated from the battlefield in his wheelchair and waited anxiously from afar.

"It's starting!"

"I wonder if the Mighty God Sect's brute can win against twelve people at once!"

"The twelve Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters are the strongest twelve geniuses under the Holy Son and Saintess of the three palaces of the Chongsheng Sect. If the Mighty God Sect's brute can defeat them all by himself, his strength will be too heaven-defying!"

For a moment, the spectating Chongsheng Sect disciples discussed animatedly. Their eyes widened as they stared unblinkingly at the projection in the sky. They held their breaths as they waited, afraid to miss even a moment of this exciting battle.

Rumble!

As the spectating disciples discussed among themselves, the twelve Chongsheng Sect disciples, who were either sitting or standing casually on the ancient battlefield, stood up and walked towards Lin Buzheng with all kinds of weapons in their hands. Some were bare-handed.

Dong, dong!

The twelve geniuses' footsteps seemed slow, casual, and messy. However, if one listened carefully, they would realize that everyone's footsteps were moving in the same rhythm.

Their movements were also in sync with each other. Their aura, breathing, heartbeat...

Everything started to coincide with each other, giving the illusion that the twelve people were about to merge into one!

"Mysterious Spirit, as vast as the sky!"

Among the twelve geniuses, a woman in a white robe yelled. A surging soul force gushed out from her Spiritual Abode and merged with the twelve geniuses' soul force in the blink of an eye.

In fact, as the Eldest Senior Sister of the Qilin Pavilion of the seven pavilions of the Chongsheng Sect, she was the strongest in the field of soul force. She was almost on par with the Martial Honorables of the previous generation.

Only with this woman's robust soul force as the foundation could the twelve geniuses' soul force merge flawlessly and display the peak battle strength of the soul force!

"Calm and unmoving like the earth!"

Almost at the same time, among the twelve people, a tall man in black armor raised his arms, and a terrifyingly thick blood energy surged out, filling the entire heaven and earth.

This person's name was Qian Zhongyue. He was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Chang Hui Peak. He spent his days in the Beast Region, one of the thirty-four small worlds of the Chongsheng Sect. He fought with fierce beasts and his blood force was boundless. He was the strongest in the field of blood force among the younger generation of the Chongsheng Sect.

With Qian Zhongyue's blood force as the foundation, the blood force of the twelve people instantly merged into one.

It gave people the illusion that the bodies of the twelve people had disappeared and were replaced by an incomparably powerful, terrifying body that surpassed the imagination of the world. It was born in this world!

"Calm and deep like a secret!"

Among the twelve, a bald woman in simple hemp clothes put her hands together and chanted the name of Buddha. Instantly, the spiritual worlds of the twelve people were connected.

Among the younger generation of the Chongsheng Sect, Hui Miao had the strongest soul force. However, not long ago, Hui Miao had unfortunately encountered Lin Buzheng and was defeated and eliminated.

Now, only Junior Sister Hui Miao, Hui Chi, could merge the spiritual forces of the twelve geniuses.

Although Hui Chi's cultivation in the field of soul force was slightly inferior to Hui Miao's, it wasn't far off. Under the control of her powerful Daoist Heart, the Daoist Hearts of the twelve geniuses instantly resonated.

A shockingly powerful spiritual force shot into the sky. It was sacred and had an unparalleled pressure.

The spectating disciples of the Chongsheng Sect couldn't help but lower their heads and worship her from the bottom of their hearts.

Next, it was a genius who cultivated his eyes and used all his power.

In an instant, the eyes of this genius dimmed.

What replaced them was a supreme body of flesh and blood formed by the blood essence power of the 12 prodigies. They opened their eyes.

Their eyes were as bright as the sun and filled with endless wisdom. It was as if they could see through all illusions and see through the ages.

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