C85 (1/2)

”Kid, you're quite strong.”

Wu Chen said indifferently: ”It's not that I'm strong, but that you're too trash.”

Blood-Robed Youth was furious. This brat simply did not place him in his eyes.

”Boy, don't be too arrogant. Watch how I defeat you.”

Blood-Robed Youth was furious. He shouted loudly, and a powerful force surged out and poured into his fist. The surface of his fist was shining, and a powerful pressure was quickly released. It was extremely shocking.

But, Wu Chen was not afraid at all. Clenching his fist, he rushed forward.

”You're courting death.”

The Blood-Robed Youth sneered. A cultivator with only the Seventh Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage actually dared to use his fist to block Yun Che's fist. That would be no different from courting death.

Bang!

The two fists finally clashed, and a strong surge of energy abruptly emanated from it, spreading in all directions.

”Hehe, daring to spar with Brother Hong, you are simply courting death.”

”That's right, Brother Hong's fist is not just any kind of tyrant. Even Demonic Beast can be killed, not to mention humans.”

”There's no need to look, this kid is dead for sure.”

A few of them started to discuss among themselves, looking down on Wu Chen.

However, the destruction he imagined did not happen. On the contrary, Blood-Robed Youth's body trembled and his expression changed, as if he had suffered some kind of attack.

”Lose.”

With a light shout, Wu Chen's body shook, and a powerful force instantly exploded outwards. Blood-Robed Youth's face was overwhelmed with shock, as he screamed miserably, his body was instantly sent flying as though he had been struck by a heavy hammer.

”How is this possible?”

Blood-Robed Youth was not an ordinary person, he was the sixth existence of the Gold Ranking. In the entire South Prefecture, the number of youths who could defeat him were few and far between, but today, he had actually lost to a person with only Seventh Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage. Not only had he lost, he was not even able to receive a single punch from the opponent, this person's strength was simply too terrifying.

”Hehe, didn't you say earlier that you want me to kneel and kowtow?” Wu Chen smiled faintly, his eyes filled with a cold ruthlessness.

”I don't dare.”

The few of them retreated, their heads shaking like a rattle. What a joke, even the sixth ranker of the Gold Ranking was defeated with a single punch, even if all of them combined, they would still not be his match.

”Hand over your Storage Ring.”

Based on Wu Chen's personality in his previous life, he had always disdained things like storage rings. As a supreme pill god, earning money was as easy as eating and drinking. It wasn't difficult at all.

But it was different now, his soul was injured, and he was unable to refine high level pills, making money was naturally harder. In addition, the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique that he cultivated in, required a large amount of precious materials, as well as cultivation and breakthrough.

Furthermore, the Weapon Dragonslaying Knife he was forging now was a Big Gastric King, and he actually wanted to devour Spiritual Treasure and weapons. Just one Low-grade Spiritual Treasure was worth a hundred or two hundred thousand, and without a large amount of money to support it, he would not be able to afford it.

”Storage Ring?”

The few of them hesitated. Their money, weapons, pills, etc. were all inside the Storage Ring. Wu Chen wanted their Storage Ring, he simply wanted their lives.

”What? From the looks of it, you guys don't want to hand it over?”