Published: November 30, -0001
"You are actually a Spirit Master and a Bloodline Master, who exactly are you?!"
Mo Li growled with a twisted expression, his right leg covered in blood, and the once proud and confident demeanor now appeared extremely disheveled.
He stared intensely at Qin Chen, his eyes red with anger.
The flying knife that Qin Chen had just used was able to evade attacks, clearly a true treasure, controlled by powerful spiritual force and bloodline power.
Moreover, the opponent's spiritual force and bloodline power must be terrifying, at least at the peak of the fourth rank; otherwise, it would have been impossible to injure him under his true energy protection.
But.
How could such a terrifying genius arise from a mere small country? At this moment, Mo Li had only one thought in his mind—that Qin Chen was definitely not a genius from the Five Nations, but rather someone from a higher-level force, just like himself.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be so formidable, with such rich battle experience, playing with him as if he were in the palm of his hand.
"I, Qin Chen, the grandson of the designated Wu Wang of the Da Qi Kingdom, an ordinary disciple from the Five Nations, the entire Five Nations knows this, you wouldn't be oblivious, right?"
Qin Chen said with a smile, wielding a mysterious rusty sword, his robe billowing in the fierce wind, resembling a sword god, unmatched in dominance.
Silence!
A dead silence!
Thousands of martial artists outside the ancient southern capital were stunned at this scene.
In their imagination, once Mo Li unleashed his blood forbidden technique and spiritual attack, Qin Chen would undoubtedly be defeated.
How could Qin Chen withstand an attack that even the Holy Son Di Tianyi couldn't resist?
However, after the two sides clashed, everyone was left in shock.
On the arena, Qin Chen stood proudly, his black hair flying in the wind, holding the mysterious rusty sword, his body exuding an aura of pride, his gaze dazzling like the stars, and his resolute face was as if carved from stone, full of charm.
Three floating black flying knives slowly revolved around him, making him appear like a demon god.
In contrast, the black-robed youth Mo Li was a picture of misery, with blood pouring from his right leg, surrounded by dark blood-colored demonic energy, his face contorted in pain, looking utterly disheveled.
In just one exchange.
Only a single exchange.
The peak of the Mystic Level mid-stage Qin Chen was unscathed, while Mo Li, a half-step Wu Zong who had defeated the Holy Son, was severely injured!
Shock!
Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to express the shock they felt inside.
"A Bloodline Master, Qin Chen is actually a Bloodline Master?!"
And he could even ignore Mo Li's spiritual attacks; his mastery in spiritual force must be extraordinarily impressive."
It is highly likely that he is even above Mo Li."
So this kid had been hiding his strength in the previous matches, my heavens."
Who exactly is this person?!"
After the silence, everyone was left dazed.
If Hua Tiandu and the others were unparalleled geniuses, stepping into the half-step Wu Zong realm at the age of twenty-four, capable of exterminating ordinary Wu Zong powerhouses.
Then what does Qin Chen count as?
At sixteen or seventeen years old, although his cultivation is only at the peak of the Mystic Level mid-stage, he is not inferior to the strength of the so-called unparalleled geniuses, and he is also an extremely powerful Bloodline Master.
This is simply a monster.
No!
Even the term monster cannot describe this kid's abnormality.
In the Da Qi Kingdom.
Qin Chen is so strong; with such strength, I'm afraid he has already far surpassed me!
Xiao Zhan appeared shocked, his eyes filled with surprise, bitterness, but more so with excitement and exhilaration.
He, after much hard work training for decades, had only recently broken through to the half-step Wu Zong realm.
But Qin Chen—
In less than a year, he has already grown to such a terrifying level.
This speed is unimaginable for Xiao Zhan.