1808: Chapter 1828: Haha, I’m Not Playing Anymore!_1 1808: Chapter 1828: Haha, I’m Not Playing Anymore!_1 The faces of everyone present changed dramatically.
ng Shan was much stronger than ng Haohsun, but how many of Lin Chen’s moves could he withstand?
Just two!
After only two moves, ng Shan was defeated.
Lin Chen was rely at the mid-stage of being a True Immortal, so why did he possess such terrifying combat power?
Everyone suddenly rembered Lin Chen’s previous words, ‘It’s a bit bullying’, and couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
How could he be so strong?
ng Shan flew back, covered in blood and full of wounds; he looked incredibly miserable.
“I lost.”
He struggled to say this single sentence and then flew back to ng Ziyuan, whispering, “Zi Yuan, I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop him…
His combat power is difficult to resist even for a True Immortal Peak.
”
ng Ziyuan said in a deep voice, “Let give it a try.”
ng Ziyuan was stronger than ng Shan.
Despite being at the Peak True Immortal Realm, he possessed the combat power of an Early Stage Golden Immortal.
He couldn’t believe he would lose!
ng Ziyuan flew to confront Lin Chen and said resolutely, “Special Envoy Lin, you are very strong.
I will fight you.”
Lin Chen gave a slight smile: “Are you the strongest?”
ng Ziyuan frowned, “Yes, so what?”
Lin Chen said with a laugh, “That’s good.
Otherwise, with one fight after another, it’s rather uninteresting.”
Rather uninteresting?
ng Ziyuan clenched his teeth and said coldly, “Our spar ends after we fight.”
“Okay, let’s go!”
ng Ziyuan wielded his magical artifact, a red long spear wrapped in flas, which seed very formidable.
ng Ziyuan held the long spear and charged towards Lin Chen.
He had already figured out Lin Chen’s fighting style.
If he used a long-range artifact attack, the effect would be minimal.
To really defeat Lin Chen, close combat was necessary.
That was exactly how ng Ziyuan preferred to fight!
Lin Chen clashed with ng Ziyuan in midair.
His sword, Dragon’s Roar, and the red long spear hit each other, creating a thunderous sound.
An excited look appeared in Lin Chen’s eyes.
This man was indeed worthy of being a contender for the position of the Junior Clan Leader; his strength was indeed unmatched to the previous two.
Lin Chen beca enthusiastic, waving Dragon’s Roar and fighting fiercely with ng Ziyuan.
The sound of the long spear and long sword colliding was unceasing; each fight felt like thunder, resonating across hundreds of miles.
Lin Chen engaged in the battle enthusiastically, and he gained a clearer understanding of his own combat power.
It was clear that ng Ziyuan was a genius who could fight across realms.
If he could stand his ground under his full attack, it showed that, as a mid-stage True Immortal, he had already surpassed the strength of a Peak True Immortal and was on par with a Golden Immortal.
Aweso!
After a while of clashing swords and spears, ng Ziyuan started to get anxious.
He couldn’t finish off Lin Chen!
The flas on his long spear surged, increasing its power enormously.
The spear tip instantly turned into a fiery bloom, enveloping Lin Chen.
Lin Chen swung Dragon’s Roar, and the sword light surged.
Demonsweep!
The long spear and sword light collided, hurling both n back.
The match was incredibly evenly matched!
ng Ziyuan sneered, “Special Envoy Lin is indeed powerful, actually able to withstand my killer move.
Let’s give this one a try then!”
Lin Chen gave a small smile, “I’m not playing anymore.”
ng Ziyuan’s smile froze on his face.
What?
You’re not playing anymore?
What did he an?
A speck of golden light flew out from Lin Chen and into ng Ziyuan’s eyes, illuminating them.
The golden light was thrown into the void behind Lin Chen and instantly transford into a gigantic Eight-Ard Arhat.
The golden light beca incredibly intense and enveloped the Eight-Ard Arhat, like a golden statue.
ng Ziyuan’s pupils contracted, “Phenonon!
You have an Innate Dao Body!”
Lin Chen made no explanation and just smiled faintly, “Watch out!”
With Lin Chen’s words, the Eight-Ard Arhat swung its magical artifact and smashed it down hard.
“Boom!”
ng Ziyuan was hit and sent plunging a hundred ters before he was able to steady himself.
His face had turned even whiter.
Before ng Ziyuan recovered, the second arm of the Eight-Ard Arhat had already smashed down.
“Boom!”
ng Ziyuan was again sent plumting toward the ground.
The third hit…
The fourth hit…
The Eight-Ard Arhat, thousand ters tall and like a towering giant peak, each hit felt like being struck by a mountain, covering a very wide range and leaving nowhere to escape.
By the fifth hit, ng Ziyuan was directly hit to the ground, creating a huge pit.
ng Ziyuan looked pale, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, his clothes were torn, and he looked very embarrassed.
On the other hand, Lin Chen, floating in mid-air, was calm, just looking on quietly without making a move.
The result was clear!
“Boom!”
With another hit, ng Ziyuan was about to be plunged underground when a sudden, intense golden light surged from his body.
The aura around his body soared, covering the area within a hundred miles.
ng Ziyuan’s red silver spear floated above his head, withstanding the giant artifact swung by the Eight-Ard Arhat.
It was like a small man holding a needle, blocking the punch of a giant.
Golden Immortal Realm!
ng Ziyuan was at his wit’s end and was forced to recover his Golden Immortal Realm strength!
ng Ziyuan’s face was ashen.
With a sudden wave of his hand, the red silver spear instantly turned into a fire dragon, exuding a terrifying aura.
It flew towards Lin Chen floating in the sky with an incredible speed, like a red bolt of lightning!
Lin Chen’s eyes turned cold.
This man was attacking with the power of the Golden Immortal Realm; was he trying to forcefully suppress him?
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