Chapter 1537 Conflict Between Martial Saints (1/2)

Chapter 1537 - Conflict of Martial Saints

Chapter 1537 - Conflict of Martial Saints

Yang Chen's transformation would definitely be the biggest twist in this Sacred Martial Emperor Monarch battle!

In the selection battle of the Sacred Martial Emperor s, in the three rounds of compet.i.tion, Yang Chen had always had the upper hand. Even though he lost miserably in the second round, with Ye Futu's support, he steadily obtained the status of Sacred Martial Emperor Lord.

In the third round, he had defeated Feng Zhilin from the very beginning, and cut off Long Chen's wishful thinking.

However, just as everyone was certain that Yang Chen was definitely the Martial Emperor Lord, he executed the Eighteen War G.o.d's Possession, and still lost to Long Chen. What was even more surprising was that he personally said that he wasn't willing to a.s.sume the position of the Sacred Martial Emperor Lord, and gave it to Long Chen!

This method could be said to be unprecedented.

Even Long Chen himself didn't think of this.

His heart was at peace, he just wanted Yang Chen to wake up. He did not force her, nor did he ask her to do anything.

The moment those words were spoken, the crowd burst into an uproar.

Honestly speaking, once the three of them had been a.s.signed, no matter what happened, Yang Chen would always be the Saint Martial Emperor Lord, unless he did not want to be one anymore.

If he didn't want to be the one to be, and wanted to give this position to Long Chen, then no one could stop him.

Even the teachings of his ancestors had to give in to his own will.

In order to compete for the position of Holy Martial Emperor Lord, the premise and foundation was that the candidate must have an intense desire for it and the determination to be competent. The Holy Martial Emperor King had to bear the responsibility.

Yang Chen was exceptionally determined. His gaze was firm as he said loudly: ”I have already ascertained that these are my true thoughts, and that I am inferior to Long Chen in terms of intelligence, fighting strength, and courage. As for my first round of victory, if I were to vote again, I believe that it would not be the outcome of this battle. I am not qualified to be the Monarch of the Sacred Martial Emperor, please grant me my wish! ”

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he turned around and resolutely lowered his head and kneeled down.

The direction in which he was kneeling, was in none other than Ye Futu.

The last sentence was also said to Ye Futu.

At first, the crowd was in an uproar, but in the end, there was absolute silence.

They looked at Yang Chen in a daze, their emotions mixed.

On Wenren Xi's side, everyone had a feeling that something was up.

Long Chen had surprised them time and time again. This time, if not for the fact that Long Chen used his magnanimity to reform his opponent and used his own wisdom to wake them up, they would not have been able to obtain such a reversal.

They had placed their hopes on Feng Zhiling!

Following that, everyone looked at Ye Futu.

Yang Chen had been personally raised by Ye Futu, and everyone knew that in order for Yang Chen to become the champion, he had expended a large amount of resources and manpower, and even lost money to the Blue Sky Tyrant Blade.

In the end, Yang Chen chose to withdraw.

The most difficult person to deal with was undoubtedly Ye Futu.

There were even a few higher ups who knew about it. They felt that Ye Futu would not let this matter rest.

”Please help me, I want my life and my freedom. What I owe you in this life, I can only say that I am very sorry. I understand, you're not the one who really loves me. ”

Yang Chen laughed bitterly in his heart.

In Ye Futu's heart, he was only a tool, a successful tool. Although Ye Futu had spent a large amount of effort on him, it was all for his own sake.

Long Chen was very curious, how would Ye Futu react?

His gaze, that was like a cold pond, landed on Yang Chen's body. At this time, Ye Futu reached out his hand, and Yang Chen, who was still a distance away, was actually sucked over, until his neck was in Ye Futu's hands.

When the truly furious Slaughter Martial Saint revealed his true nature, it was undoubtedly extremely terrifying. The aura of slaughter was even heavier than Long Chen's, and the tens of thousands of people in the War G.o.d Palace were all trembling in fear.

reached out and strangled Yang Chen by the neck, and in front of everyone, Ye Futu said without restraint, ”Yang Chen, tell me, you were joking with me just now. Right. ”

Yang Chen's face was swollen. He nearly suffocated but his gaze was incomparably firm as he said, ”No, I'm not joking. I want to live freely. ”Of course, if you insist on killing me, even though I'm dead, there's no need for me to continue to suffer. That would also be a beautiful thing.”

Ye Futu was undoubtedly angry, but it was difficult for others to feel that he was overflowing with anger.

”I don't miss them. I want to kill you. I only need one hand. Do you believe me?” For Ye Futu to say such words to his own disciple in public meant that he had gone mad.