Fanatic Martial God Chapter 1798: Slightly superb

Xiao Chen easily defeated Zhao Yuxi. Many disciples were unbelievable. What shocked them even more was that, from beginning to end, Xiao Chen did n’t even have a trace of Saint Yuan Power with circulate. It completely defeated Zhao Yuxi with the forceful fleshly body power.

"Senior Brother Zhao actually lost to Junior Brother Xiao Chen!"

"How is this possible?"

"Junior Brother Xiao Chen does not seem to have circulate power."

Since a long time of silence, the audience suddenly boiled, and many disciples were shocked to discuss, all were shocked by the Xiao Chen's tyrannical strength.

"Xiao.Junior Brother Xiao Chen can actually defeat Profound Saint middle stage's Junior Brother Zhao." Seeing Zhao Yuxi defeated, the pretty face suddenly changed, and the beautiful eyes became even bigger. Miao Cuiling dared not talk to each other, shocked without concealment.

On the steps, many Saint King expert are also surprised. For a new disciple, it is so incredible that they can beat Profound Saint middle stage so easily.

The three elders looked at each other, and they all looked a little surprised from each other's eyes, even they couldn't believe it.

"Xiao Chen comes from Ba Hun Saint Temple. If it offends Elder Lin, it ’s a big deal to kill, but Elder Lin did n’t do it. Obviously, Xiao Chen's ’s identity is not simple, but Elder Lin let us do n’t ask, do n’t issue Saint Yuan Stone, but let Blue Mist Saint Palace disciples bully, it is impossible Elder Lin is worried about Xiao Chen breaking through Saint King and returning to Ba Hun Saint Temple? If this is the case, it seems that Xiao Chen should be a disciple of expert of Ba Hun Saint Temple, and this person has a certain grievances with Elder Lin. "Deeply looking at Xiao Chen who walked down the square indifferently, The brows are slightly wrinkled, and the eyes glance at a complex color, Palace Lord secretly speculates.

"smelly brat, you will be proud. The next round of competition, you will feel good." yin cold's eyes stared at the back of Xiao Chen's, a smile on his face, Jiang Ming was proud.

Xiao Chen walked down slowly, cultivation base below was not as good as the disciples of Zhao Yuxi, and looked at Xiao Chen's. There was no contempt and hostility in the past, and it had been replaced by fear. All the consciousness gave way.

However, some disciples applauded Xiao Chen and praised it constantly. For this reason, Xiao Chen just nodded with a smile, without too much words.

"Really strong." On the square, he looked at Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen's calmly without showing any joy in winning, so that Zhao Yuxi couldn't believe it, and shook his head with a bitter smile, and said helplessly.

Xiao Chen returned to his position and saw Miao Cuiling with a shock on his face and a little stiffness. Xiao Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

"Xiao. Junior Brother Xiao Chen, you. What is your cultivation base, realm?" I looked at Xiao Chen in amazement for a long time, and then I recovered. Liu Mei wrinkled slightly, Miao Cuiling asked curiously.

After hearing the words, the indifferent face showed a smile, shrugged, and said with a smile: "No Senior Sister is great."

Hearing the Xiao Chen's words, Liu Mei wrinkled, a pretty face appeared anger, want to know Xiao Chen's cultivation base, but Xiao Chen did not say, let her mad for a while, I wish to beat Xiao Chen.

"Humph!" He gave Xiao Chen a hard look, hummed extremely unpleasantly, and turned his head to the side.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen just shook his head slightly.

The contest continues. One disciple loses each other. Facing the disciples of Profound Saint late stage and Saint Spirit late stage, they are simply unable to compete and the gap is too great.

One hour passed, the first round of the competition was over, half of them were eliminated, and the rest were disciples with some strength.

The number of fires is drawn, and the second round of competition will be followed immediately.

For the disciples of Profound Saint, the second round of the contest is singular, so there is one lucky person. The disciples who have drawn the 22nd can directly advance to the next round of the contest.

However, this lucky person will definitely not be Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen won the 15th.

After many battles, only the disciples of Profound Saint late stage are worth looking at. Other disciples, even if they are good in strength, are also defeated because of their rank. However, the disciples who can reach Profound Saint late stage by cultivation base are just two or three.

As time goes by, watching the disciples lose, Xiao Chen shakes his head secretly, but there is no mercy at all, and he will not pity you if he does not work hard practice.

On the other side of the disciples of Saint Spirit, the first one to play was Miao Cuiling. In front of the powerful strength, he directly scared an Saint Spirit initial stage disciple to abstain.

The most interesting thing is the situation of the two Saint Spirit late stage. The two are fighting, and the battle is extremely fierce. They all used the most powerful Technique. The fierce scenes made many disciples cheer excitedly.

Even if it was Xiao Chen, after watching the battle of two Saint Spirit late stage disciples, I was secretly admired, and at the same time made Xiao Chen's desire for power become stronger.

One disciple lost. The second round of the contest ended quickly. Twenty-one people advanced, plus the previous lucky ones, there were twenty-two people in total, and then draw cards.

At this moment, the disciples of Blue Mist Saint Palace and those who are promoted are not willing to draw Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen can easily defeat Zhao Yuxi, which shows the strength.

"No. 1" glanced at the brand he had drawn. His brows were slightly frowned. Xiao Chen was a little surprised. It was actually the first one to play.

"Wow, it's actually number one, Junior Brother Xiao Chen, you can ask for keep it up, this round of competition, opponents are very powerful." Aside, seeing the grades on the hands of Xiao Chen, Liu Mei raised his face With a surprised look on it, Miao Cuiling encouraged, and seemed confident in Xiao Chen.

After hearing it, there was no slight change in the face, still indifferent, with a sigh, a little helpless smile: "There is no way to be strong."

"The first competition, Xiao Chen vs. Wang Jian." On the square, Jiang Ming's big shouted loudly sounded, and yin cold's eyes glanced smugly at Xiao Chen.

"Actually Senior Brother Wang!" The voice of Jiang Ming fell, and the disciples below the square clamored.

"Senior Brother Wang is about to break through realm of Saint Spirit, Junior Brother Xiao Chen is over this time." Looking at Wang Jian as the first to go to the square, many disciples shook their heads secretly.

Wang Jian is the realm of Profound Saint late stage peak. Its strength is much stronger than Zhao Yuxi. In the eyes of everyone, it is undoubtedly a rival of Xiao Chen's.

"Jiang Ming actually arranged Wang Jian to deal with Xiao Chen." Brow frowned slightly, glancing at the slightly proud Jiang Ming on the square, Zhao Yuxi suddenly burst into anger, and felt that Jiang Ming was too much.

"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, it seems that you have no chance of winning." She shook her head helplessly, beautiful eyes glanced at Xiao Chen, Miao Cuiling smiled bitterly, and was originally full of confidence in Xiao Chen. Now that the Xiao Chen's opponent is actually Wang Jian, Xiao Chen's Confidence instantly diminished, and it can be said that there was no confidence at all.

"It doesn't matter." Lazy shrugged, smiled faintly, and immediately walked onto the square.

Jiang Ming glared fiercely at Xiao Chen. When passing by Wang Jian, he whispered: "Do n’t kill him, give me his Qi Sea!"

Face yin cold, Wang Jian nodded slightly, without too much speech, worried about being exposed.

The surroundings calmed down. The eyes of many disciples looked at the square. When they saw Xiao Chen was so indifferent, it seemed that they were not worried at all. Many disciples were contemptuous and felt that Xiao Chen was arrogant.

"Xiao Chen is not like that kind of arrogant man, can he be so calm in the face of Senior Brother Wang Jian, is it that his strength is not under Senior Brother Wang Jian?" His brow furrowed deeply, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen, Liu Wen Guessed.

"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, I know that you are very strong, so Senior Brother will not be merciful." Random glance at Xiao Chen, a slight glance at Wang Jian smiled.

"That's the best." Xiao Chen smiled lightly.

"Bang!"

The eyes narrowed slightly, the momentum changed in vain, the Saint Yuan Power in the body was actually full force circulate, a dangerous arc was hooped in the corner of the mouth, Wang Jian suddenly treads on ground, and the figure turned into a azure light burst out along the square ground, The momentum is amazing.

Xiao Chen does n’t dare to underestimate Wang Jian, after all, the latter ’s cultivation base is above him, but there is no fear at all.

When Wang Jian burst out, his figure suddenly disappeared. However, when he appeared again, he was approaching the left side of Xiao Chen, and the fist with strong power hit the Xiao Chen's head fiercely.

Brows slightly wrinkled, squinted glanced at Wang Jian, Xiao Chen body quickly avoided backwards surprisingly, Wang Jian's speed was amazing, Xiao Chen without circulate power was almost hit.

"The reaction is very fast." When Xiao Chen avoided the attack, Wang Jian was slightly surprised and sneered. He glanced dismissively at the avoided Xiao Chen, Wang Jian sneered: "You can't avoid it."

The voice fell, and the figure of Wang Jian shook again and disappeared, showing the way of Blue Mist Saint Palace at an astonishing speed.

"Ghost Shadow Spirit Art!" There was a big shouted once sound in my heart, and the moment circulate touched Saint Yuan Power, a faint golden light appeared all over the body, and Xiao Chen disappeared.

On the steps of "This aura", Palace Lord's face changed slightly, and he seemed to notice something.

Xiao Chen just disappeared, Wang Jian swept fiercely, but it was a pity.

"This guy has such a speed." Wang Jian was surprised in a slight change in his face.

Xiao Chen swayed to a few meters away from Wang Jian, and suddenly treads on ground suddenly burst out, and the fist with overbearing power slammed up.

"Junior Brother Xiao Chen good skill!" Perceiving Xiao Chen's attack, Wang Jian sneered with a disdainful smile, and punched him fiercely.

"Bang!"

Two punches collided in the blink of an eye, a muffled noise spread, and the force of tyranny turned into a gust of wind swept through ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Xiao Chen, which was easily blocked by Wang Jian.

"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, your strength is no match for me." Blocking the attack of Xiao Chen's, a playful smile appeared on the face, Wang Jian smiled faintly.

"Is it?" Indifferently glanced at the proud Wang Jian, the Saint Yuan Power in the Xiao Chen suddenly vigorously circulate, the momentum soared rapidly.

"What?" Realizing that Xiao Chen's power was rapidly increasing, Wang Jian's face changed suddenly and was shocked, but time did not allow him to think about it, and suddenly circulate was able to resist.

"Profound Saint late stage!" Xiao Chen put his best effort on circulate Saint Yuan. At this moment, the surrounding disciples' faces changed greatly and their eyes widened and exclaimed.

"Xiao Chen is actually Profound Saint late stage!" Along the side of the square, his face was stiff, and he looked at Xiao Chen with stunned eyes. Jiang Ming couldn't believe it.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

Two tyrannical forces were madly shocked. Wang Jian's face became twisted and twisted. Finally, in the shocked eyes of everyone, a snorting sound was slammed by Xiao Chen, his face was white, and a spit of blood spewed out.