My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

at the same time.

In the spectator seats, many cultivators have recognized Li Wuxu's identity.

"Hmm? Isn't that Li Wuxu from the Blood Demon Sect?"

"Tsk tsk, but he's an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years! Don't be fooled by his kind appearance, he's actually cruel and ruthless!"

"To be able to break into the top 1,000 of the Great Universe Ranking at such a young age and compete with all those monsters shows that this old monster is extremely difficult to deal with!"

"Interesting... The Young Emperor's twenty consecutive victories will probably be confirmed here!"

As more and more people recognized Li Wuxu, the audience seats suddenly became noisy.

Many people had burning eyes, wanting to see whether this confrontation could force the young emperor to reveal his true cards!

..........

In the center of the ring.

Li Wuxu stood with his hands behind his back.

He had a kind face and a gentle tone:

"I have heard of the name of the Young Emperor for a long time."

"After meeting him today, I found him to be truly a hero with extraordinary bearing."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it's so good to be young."

"Didn't I also have a time of vigor and vitality in my old days?"

"What a pity, now I am just a frail old man, no longer as good as you youngsters."

The words were spoken with a certain sadness, as if an elder was lamenting the brilliance of the younger generation.

Jiang Chen looked at him quietly without saying anything.

Li Wuxu smiled again: "Old bones like mine may turn into dust at any time."

"If I could meet a peerless monster like you in my old age, it would be a little comfort to me."

At this point, his voice gradually deepened: "However, although I am old, I have walked more roads and seen more stars than a young man like you."

"When it comes to sparring, there's no need to stick to formalities."

"Fists and kicks are for sparring."

"Hidden hands, also a sparring match..."

As he spoke, his fingertips trembled slightly and his sleeves trembled slightly.

I saw a wisp of bloody murderous aura seeping out, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, rushing straight towards Jiang Chen!

There was an uproar in the audience seats!

"mean!"

"What an old dog! How dare you stab me with your words!"

"Just now he was pretending to be serious, saying 'sparring', but in the end he was secretly plotting a murder!"

A young monk was so angry that his face flushed red: "This kind of bastard is worthy of being called a senior?!"

In the stands where Feng Qingli was, Feng Xiyue watched this scene and couldn't help but clench her fists, her silver teeth chattering.

"Despicable old fellow!"

"You still dare to pretend to be righteous in front of the Young Emperor? Pah!"

She was so angry that she wanted to jump down and punch Li Wuxu twice.

At this time, on the ring, the bloody murderous aura had already reached Jiang Chen.

But just as it approached the three-step range, it suddenly stopped, as if it had hit an invisible wall.

The next moment, it made a "hiss" sound and evaporated completely!

The audience was shocked. Before they could cheer, another accident happened.

boom! ! !

Blood exploded under my feet!

Countless scarlet lines spread wildly, covering the entire arena like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of bloody hands emerged from the lines and grabbed Jiang Chen's feet tightly.

"What a trick!"

Someone exclaimed, his face solemn.

Li Wuxu still had a kind smile on his face, but his voice was extremely cold: "Little kid, you are still a little young after all."

"On the path of cultivation, the most taboo is to be self-righteous."

After saying that, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Jiang Chen!

brush--

He shook his sleeves.

A pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared, with a cold and murderous look!

The blade pointed directly at Jiang Chen's eyebrows, extremely fast!

"Suffer to death!"

Many people in the spectator seats felt a tightness in their hearts.

"Oops!"

"This old guy has already made a backup plan!"

"Is the Young Emperor really going to lose?"

Under the nervous gaze of everyone.

next moment.

"Qiang——!"

The long sword chopped down, but the sound was not of flesh being torn, but of metal colliding!

Everyone looked intently.

The blade was stuck between Jiang Chen's eyebrows, not moving at all.

Looking more closely, not only was the flesh not broken, not even a trace of white mark was left!

In an instant, countless monks gasped and their eyes almost popped out.

Just by standing still with your physical body, you can stop Li Wuxu's killing of students?

"Just how strong is the Young Emperor's body?!"

"It's unimaginable, truly unimaginable! Even with the Holy Weapon at his side, he couldn't even break his skin? Is he still human?"

"See? This is the true strength of the Young Emperor!"

For a time, there was a lot of discussion.

Feng Xiyue was also stunned when she saw this.

"This... Young Emperor, he... he..."

Her lips trembled and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Finally, she turned her head slightly and looked at her sister.

Feng Qingli's expression was calm and there was no fluctuation at all.

"Sister...you already knew this?"

Feng Xiyue spoke subconsciously.

Finally, a smile appeared on Feng Qingli's lips:

"Of course, after all...that's Brother Jiang."

Her voice was soft, but full of meaning.

It was as if in her eyes, this scene was not shocking, but natural.

.........

In the center of the ring.

"???"

Seeing that his attack failed to cause any substantial damage to the opponent, Li Wuxu's pupils suddenly shrank and his heart sank!

“Impossible… How could this happen?!”

"How can a mere Saint King of the Third Stage possess such a powerful body?!"

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he instantly understood—

The seriousness of the matter is far beyond my imagination!

So, without any hesitation, he immediately prepared to activate the magic formula and retreat violently.

But Jiang Chen was faster.

I saw him step lightly.

boom! ! !

The ring shook.

All the bloody hands shattered and turned into powder!

The next moment——

Jiang Chen stretched out his right arm, as fast as thunder!

Li Wuxu's eyes almost exploded. It was too late for him to dodge and he could only watch as the hand was clasped around his neck.

Click!

The bones of the neck made a crisp sound!

Li Wuxu felt his breathing suddenly stop.

A suffocating feeling of oppression swept over my whole body!

Just as he was struggling, Jiang Chen raised his head and met his eyes.

"Nice little trick."

"But that's all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen swung his arm and knocked Li Wuxu down heavily!

boom! !

There was a loud noise in the ring and blood splattered!

After his face had an intimate contact with the ground, Li Wuxu's facial bones had collapsed.

A mouthful of teeth mixed with blood spurted out.

His beard was covered in shocking bloodstains, and he looked extremely disheveled, no longer as sage-like as before.

At this moment, the audience seats exploded again!

"it is good!"

"The young emperor is mighty!"

"Serves him right! This despicable villain deserves this fate!"

"Damn it, he was just pretending, saying 'sparring', but secretly attacking me. Now he's being suppressed. This is really retribution!"

Curses and cheers mixed together, and the sound waves rolled!

..........

And at this time on the stage.

Li Wuxu slowly got up from the ground.

Although his face was half collapsed and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, he still endured the pain, bent over, and said flatteringly: "Young Emperor, you are truly amazing and brilliant. I admire you..."

"Just now, it was me, Meng Lang."

"Will you give me another chance to spar with the Young Emperor?"

His tone was sincere, as if he was not the one who launched the sneak attack just now.

This look of admitting mistakes and surrendering made many monks feel sick.

"How disgusting!"

"You just failed in your sneak attack, and now you're pretending to be pitiful and begging for mercy. Your face is thicker than a city wall!"

"Bah! If this kind of person could walk off the stage alive, it would be an insult to Daluo Tianwang!"

Even Feng Xiyue was so angry that she stamped her feet, her face flushed red: "Despicable and shameless! Disgusting! Why doesn't this old dog get out of here!"

However, Li Wuxu did not hear any of this.

He still bowed, like a younger generation who was being taught.

But just as Jiang Chen's lips moved slightly and he was about to speak.

"Whoosh whoosh—!"

Li Wuxu just shook his sleeves, and three flying needles as thin as cow hair shot out silently!

The flying needle was completely black, emitting a cold bloody light, and it was as fast as lightning, flying straight into Jiang Chen's eyes!

At this moment, the smile on Li Wuxu's face disappeared, replaced by a sinister smile!

"Little beast, don't be so proud—"

"No matter how strong your body is, it can't protect your eyes!"

"If you are hit by my Blood Soul Nail, you will surely die!"

These three flying needles are the evil magic weapons that he has been refining for five thousand years.

Its grade reaches the middle level of the Saint Grade, specially designed to break the defense of the physical body, and can nail the soul!

Even a cultivator at the peak of the Saint King level would instantly lose his resistance and be at the mercy of others once he was hit!

With this attack, he calculated that the opponent must be careless!

Cruel and despicable to the extreme!

But faced with such a vicious and cruel attack, Jiang Chen was not moved at all.

until--

"Ding!"

When the three flying needles were only half an inch away, they were instantly fixed by an invisible force!

It's like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward even a little bit!

Li Wuxu's pupils shrank sharply: "What?!"

Before he could react, he saw Jiang Chen raise his hand and just slap him.

"boom!"

The three flying needles were instantly smashed into pieces and scattered all around!

Then, Jiang Chen looked at the dazed old man in front of him and said coldly, "Old dog, that's enough."

"I wanted to save your face, but I ended up humiliating myself again and again."

"Since you are so eager to die——"

After saying that, his figure flashed and approached!

"boom--!"

The hand reached out again and gripped his neck tightly.

Li Wuxu's eyes bulged, his face flushed red, and his limbs struggled frantically, but to no avail.

Without waiting to speak, Jiang Chen threw him to the ground!

"boom--!"

Blood and teeth flew everywhere!

Li Wuxu's face was distorted and he was in great pain.

But at this moment, Jiang Chen raised his foot and stepped hard!

"Boom!!"

The ring trembles violently!

Li Wuxu's chest collapsed instantly!

A heart-wrenching scream burst out of his throat, but was immediately crushed by the force of Jiang Chen's feet!

There was a horrified silence all around, with only the sound of blood splashing everywhere!

Jiang Chen looked down at the people under his feet and said coldly:

"You despicable villain, your death is not a pity."

After saying that, he exerted force again!

This time, it was far beyond the limit of Li Wuxu's body's endurance!

Then, with a loud "bang", Li Wuxu's body exploded!

Blood rained down and broken bones lay everywhere!

There was complete silence on the stage!

Only Jiang Chen was left standing in the center, his body covered in blood, his long hair flying, his eyes cold and fierce, like a killing god from ancient times!

At the same time, Skynet's message appeared above, visible to everyone:

[Winner of this match: Jiang Chen]

[Record: 21 wins, 0 losses]

Ranking: 927 → 872

Eight hundred and seventy-two! !

The audience seats were boiling again!

"Too ruthless! Twenty-one consecutive victories! Who else can stop the Young Emperor?!"

"Stop? That's easy to say, but you didn't even look at how that old dog Li Wuxu died..."

"Indeed, after twenty-one consecutive battles, no one has been able to test the Young Emperor's strength. Who knows how many cards he has up his sleeve?"

"But even without using those trump cards, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find an opponent based on the terrifying physical body he has displayed right now."

The exclamations kept coming and going.

At this moment, everyone had a new understanding of the terrifying young man on the ring.

He even knew why the other party was given the title of 'Young Emperor'!

Somewhere in the audience seats, Feng Xiyue's eyes widened.

She clapped her hands vigorously, her face flushed with excitement: "Good! Good kill! Young Emperor brother is mighty!"

Feng Qingli's eyes trembled slightly.

An indescribable smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Jiang...it's true that no one can stop him."

the other side.

Seeing Jiang Chen displaying his prowess in the ring, Ling Junze felt his whole body burning with heat and felt extremely refreshed.

"Brother Jiang, well done!"

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head and looked at his grandfather.

At the same time, he stretched out a finger and pointed specifically at the figure in the center of the ring.

"Grandpa, did you see that?!"

"I've said it before, Brother Jiang's talent is unrivaled in the world, sweeping across the same realm is a piece of cake!"

When he said this, his voice was almost trembling, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Ling Kusang was silent for a moment.

Then he laughed.

"Yes."

"My Junze has the best vision."

He patted his grandson on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You have to pay close attention to the expressions of those people later."

"Now, who would dare to accuse my grandson of abusing his power for personal gain?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling very happy!

...........

Time passed quietly.

An hour later.

On the Wanzhan God Platform, the light curtain rolled and changed again!

[Name: Jiang Chen]

[Cultivation: Saint King Level 3]

[Record: 37 wins, 0 losses]

Current ranking: 101

Only one step away from the top 100!

The whole place was in an uproar!

"Go crazy!"

"Thirty-seven consecutive wins?!"

"It's only been one hour! Defeat thirty-seven top Saint Kings in a row?!"

Many monks felt dizzy and their blood rushed to their heads. There were only two words left in their hearts: shock!

The expressions of the elders of the Jiuyu Emperor Clan had changed from their initial composure to horror.

"Is this...is this still a human being?"

"With only the third level of Saint King cultivation, he was able to crush everyone and kill them all the way to the 101st place?!"

Their hearts were trembling as they suddenly remembered Ling Junze's oath several months ago:

"I'm placing my life's work on a bet for my Nine Imperials!"

At this moment, everyone finally understood.

Ling Junze is not reckless!

But - foresight!

The old man in the front had trembling lips and a complicated look in his eyes: "It turns out that what Jun Ze said was true... The potential of the young emperor is far beyond our imagination."

As soon as the words fell, someone sighed and said, "Yes, I, Jiuyu...maybe I really owe Junze an apology."

All the elders were silent.

But the shock that surged in my heart took a long time to subside.