Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 582: Yang Chen comes on stage
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Chapter 582 Yang Chen comes on stage
Boom!
With the cracking sound, the compass shattered directly, and the fragments clinked to the ground, turning into a pile of broken copper and iron. And the golden barrier in front of the prince also burst open directly, turning into countless golden lights, and dissipating in front of him.
As soon as he stepped into the tenth meter range, the saint woman's body shook slightly, and the surrounding breath was immediately converged into her body.
"Your Royal Highness, congratulations, you have cleared the customs." The saint smiled slightly and said.
"Good!"
Hearing this, the Demon Emperor laughed, and clapped his hands first, saying: "Okay, as expected of my son, he didn't shame me!"
As soon as the words came out, the people around immediately clapped and agreed.
The prince lowered his head.
Looking at the pile of broken copper and iron on the ground, the look in his eyes was not so excited. It was too dangerous just now. If it weren't for this magic weapon to be a top-grade magic weapon, I am afraid that he would be shocked by that terrible pressure at a distance of less than ten meters!
Fortunately...
This magic weapon still persisted for ten meters!
The prince clasped his fists at the crowd and returned to the crowd.
In the next time...
A few more players chose to participate in the assessment, but their luck was not as good as that of the prince. Four or five people participated in the assessment, and only one passed the test. This kind of chance also made all those who participated in the competition feel a little desperate in their hearts.
"Next!"
The saint uttered three words.
Yang Chen hesitated and walked out of the crowd.
Hugged a fist at the saint and the demon emperor, and said: "I will come next!"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately became agitated.
"Yang Chen is going to play!"
"This guy should be the biggest dark horse in this game, right?"
"I don't know if he can pass!"
Everyone was whispering, with some expectation in their tone.
The saint glanced at Yang Chen, nodded, did not say much, and directly released the breath from her body.
Feeling this breath, Yang Chen took a step directly, his speed was very fast, and he had already stepped out of a distance of twenty to thirty meters in almost an instant. And when Yang Chen was about fifty meters away from the saint, that breath became more and more intense!
Yang Chen stopped.
He hesitated for a moment, and released his spiritual power.
"Huh?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was a little surprised.
"What does he want to do?"
"Does he want to use his spiritual power to compete with the saint like a prince?"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shook their heads, their faces mocking. The prince was the cultivation base of the sixth heaven of Wuzun realm. Even if he used his spiritual power to contend with the saint, he couldn't hold on for long. In the end, he relied on the high-grade magical tools to barely pass.
Unless...
Yang Chen also has top-grade artifacts!
Otherwise, it will be difficult to pass by relying on the resistance of spiritual power!
When everyone was in doubt, Yang Chen didn't use those spiritual powers to contend with the saint, but directly covered these spiritual powers on his body. These spiritual powers, like armor, wrapped Yang Chen's body, fully armed him!
"Using the spirit armor to reduce the impact of blood pressure?" The Demon Emperor frowned and said silently in his heart.
Although this method can reduce a little impact, the blood pressure is too strong, and this level of defense can hardly resist the pressure of the saint!
And at this moment...
Yang Chen is already close to thirty meters away!
Thirty meters!
The blood pressure has begun to work!
However, just when everyone thought Yang Chen was going to be shaken back by this coercion, even the spirit armor was shattered. The other party was calm and relaxed, as if he hadn't felt the blood pressure at all, walked leisurely in the courtyard in front of the saint, and walked slowly towards the other party.
His!
Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath.
I even wondered if I was dreaming?
"What's the matter? Why didn't he react at all?"
"Can he not feel the blood pressure?"
"Did the saint deliberately suppress the coercion?"
Everyone just felt a little weird.
The Demon King on the side also felt a little surprised.
Of course, the saint did not withdraw the pressure, he stood beside the saint, and he felt the breath of the saint clearly! Not only did he not restrain himself at all, but when he saw that Yang Chen was like a okay person, the saint also increased the shock of coercion!
But...
No matter how great this coercion is, Yang Chen's face remains as usual.
A walk in a leisurely courtyard is normal.
Thirty meters!
Twenty-five meters!
Twenty meters!
……
……
Yang Chen is getting closer, and his face is getting more relaxed.
It's like taking a walk.
Everyone's faces were the same as they had seen a ghost, and their scalp was a little numb.
But where do they know?
Yang Chen is different from them, he is the Great Stardust!
Even though the saint has the bloodline of the 9th-Rank Demon God, Yang Chen's bones are the bloodline of the Great Emperor. The saint woman uses the bloodline of the imperfect Demon God to fight against the perfect bloodline of the Great Emperor? Isn't this a foolish dream?
In terms of the power of blood, Yang Chen does not lose to anyone!
He was silent for a moment, snorted in his nose, and a strong aura immediately swept out of his body!
Peng!
The huge aura, like an ocean, rolled over to the saint on the opposite side!
This aura came so suddenly that the saint hadn't reacted yet, she just felt like she was falling into an ice cellar, and a sense of fear that she had never had before filled her whole body. Yang Chen on the opposite side seemed to suddenly become a giant tens of millions of feet tall, with his head lowered, looking down at her.
The feeling of oppression made the saint's face a little pale.
"Ah!"
She exclaimed, the momentum of her body was directly shaken by Yang Chen.
Destructively!
The opponent stepped back a few steps, panting heavily, and looked at Yang Chen uncertainly.
What's the matter with this guy?
How could he suddenly possess such terrible pressure in his body?
This feeling...
It was as if she had just come to the imperial court, and the feeling of standing in front of the demon **** statue for the first time, the terrible feeling of oppression made her shiver.
And when the saint was uncertain, Yang Chen smiled slightly, already taking a few steps. Without any hindrance, I walked directly in front of the saint woman. The distance between the two was only two or three meters!
"Two meters?"
"This guy is two meters closer to the saint?"
"What method did he use?"
Everyone took a breath and said in disbelief.
The prince was only ten meters away from the saint, and he was still using top-grade magical artifacts, but Yang Chen didn’t use any means, and he was only about two meters away from the saint. ?
Yang Chen smiled slightly, hugged the pale saint, and said:
"Offended, saint."
The saint took a deep breath.
His complexion gradually returned to normal.
"No problem, it's just an assessment in itself, this is your strength."
"Congratulations, Yang Chen."