yasinovel Chapter 5 Good lad! What incredible strength!
Chapter 5 Good lad! What incredible strength!
Under Chen Xuan's watchful eye, the outcome of the match was quickly decided on the arena.
Seizing the opportunity, Liu Qing, the Ghost Mantis, launched four or five consecutive blows at Lei Hong's chest, then kicked him away, sending him crashing to the ground outside, spitting blood and losing consciousness.
"You're too kind!"
Liu Qing clasped his hands in a fist and shouted, "Next, who's next!"
The rules state that players can choose to rest after each game.
If you don't want to rest, you can continue.
Liu Qing considered himself highly skilled and wanted to defeat all five people in one go.
The crowd erupted in uproar.
Soon another person jumped onto the stage, shouting loudly, "I am Zhang Tao, the Tiger Descending the Mountain! Take my punch!"
Bang bang bang!
Another fierce battle ensued on the ring.
But Zhang Tao was quickly sent flying again, slammed off the stage by a palm strike.
Several more skilled fighters then jumped up, and without exception, they were all defeated by Liu Qing.
The atmosphere in the audience instantly became incredibly enthusiastic, reaching its peak.
"It seems that this Ming Jin technique is nothing special."
Chen Xuan pondered to himself.
"Get out of the way! Don't get in my way!"
As Chen Xuan was observing, a burly man squeezed through the crowd from behind and, without saying a word, slapped him across the head. The wind from the slap was whistling and made a loud noise.
He was clearly someone who had practiced martial arts.
If someone is hit by it, they will be seriously injured, if not killed.
Chen Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he blocked the attack almost instantly with his arm.
boom!
The other person's slap landed on his arm, creating a gust of wind.
Chen Xuan's body, however, remained motionless, as if rooted to the ground.
Instead, the burly man who had made the move was so shocked that his hand went numb, and he took a half step back, exclaiming in surprise and anger, "You!"
"If you slap me, I'll slap you back!"
Chen Xuan showed no mercy to his opponent. He pushed off with his foot, launched an arrow-like attack, and slammed his fist directly into the opponent's abdomen. With a bang, the opponent's body was sent flying like a scarecrow, screaming as he crashed to the ground in the distance, writhing in pain.
[Well done! Satisfaction points +30!]
The people around were immediately taken aback.
All eyes immediately fell on Chen Xuan.
Are there more experts?
This unassuming, slovenly fellow is actually a powerful figure?
Many people instinctively stepped back, fearing that they would attract Chen Xuan's revenge.
On the high platform behind the arena.
An elderly man who was presiding over the competition glanced at Chen Xuan with surprise, then looked in his direction with a smile.
"Excellent! This martial arts competition for junior leaders is truly a gathering of experts; this is a great fortune for our Red Sand Gang!"
He gestured to the person next to him, pointed at Chen Xuan, and said with a smile, "Let that young man go up and give it a try!"
"Yes, Master Ge!"
A man beside him responded and immediately ran towards Chen Xuan.
After Chen Xuan sent the burly man flying with a single punch, he didn't hesitate and strode towards the arena. With a powerful leap, he unleashed a tremendous burst of energy and landed on the arena with a thud, like a frog.
The moment it landed, the entire arena shook violently with a deafening roar.
The opposing player, [Ghost Mantis] Liu Qing, had just defeated an opponent, and upon seeing this scene, his expression changed slightly.
This guy...
What a great power!
"Old man, if we win ten games in a row, will you really make me the captain?"
After Chen Xuan landed, his eyes went straight to the old man in a brocade robe on the high platform.
"That's natural."
The old man smiled slightly and said, "My Red Sand Gang is a large and powerful organization. Now that we've set up this arena, how could we possibly embarrass ourselves?"
"Alright then."
Chen Xuan turned his head and looked at Liu Qing, the Ghost Mantis, opposite him.
"please!"
He did not immediately reveal that he had committed murder, but decided to secure the position of leader first.
With the capabilities of the Red Sand Gang, they should be able to resolve all his troubles.
"snort!"
Liu Qing let out a cold snort, her eyes icy. "Quite the boast!"
Whoosh!
His body suddenly rushed towards Chen Xuan, his body roaring with energy, his bones cracking, his whole body like firecrackers exploding. He delivered a palm strike, smashing hard towards Chen Xuan's chest.
But Chen Xuan reacted even faster, his body suddenly lunging forward, his muscles tensing, without any fancy moves, he threw a punch directly.
boom!
Click!
In a single exchange, Liu Qing let out a scream as his entire metacarpal bone was fractured and broken on the spot, gushing blood.
Then Chen Xuan kicked out cleanly and swiftly, like kicking a ball, and knocked Liu Qing down on the spot.
[You defeated a challenger, feeling a sense of satisfaction and revenge! Satisfaction value +30!]
Another line of text appeared.
The crowd below erupted in uproar.
Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.
This skinny little guy actually defeated Liu Qing in one move?
"Such immense power! What level of power is this?"
"Could he be the disciple of some master?"
...
"Alright, everyone, let's not waste any more time. I, Chen Xuan, am right here. If nine of you come at once, I'll take you all on at once!"
Chen Xuan immediately shouted.
He watched from below the stage for a long time and felt that the so-called "developing Ming Jin" was just that.
They're so weak when it comes to fighting, it's questionable whether they could even throw a stone lion.
He had a real track record of throwing a stone lion weighing over 500 pounds more than ten meters away.
These words caused an even greater shock among those below.
Elder Ge on the arena looked on with surprise.
good boy!
Judging from his young age, could he have already reached the peak of Ming Jin?
Otherwise, how could they dare to say such harsh words?
We must keep it today.
Even if he ultimately loses, his strength is enough to make him a minor leader!
"Arrogant!"
"act recklessly!"
"opinionated!"
Soon, some martial arts practitioners in the audience shouted angrily.
"Enough talk, all of you jump up here."
Chen Xuan was too lazy to say more. His tone was cold and sharp. With a wave of his hand, he was about to make all these people jump over.
With a whoosh.
Another man landed on the arena, dressed in a black robe, his face cold and stern. He turned his head to face Chen Xuan and said coldly, "Why would I need nine people to deal with you? I alone am enough. Remember my name, [Black Robe Guest] Xu Biao!"
"Go to hell!"
Chen Xuan suddenly rushed over, his momentum incredibly fierce, and slapped him across the face.
You even packed it up for me?
You're pretending to be something else!
The black-robed man's expression hardened, and he quickly gathered all his strength to block Chen Xuan's attack. But it was only during this block that he finally revealed his shock, realizing the terrifying gap between himself and Chen Xuan.
Click!
His body was swatted away by Chen Xuan's palm, like a mosquito, and he fell to the ground on the spot, spitting out blood and screaming in agony. Both of his arms were obviously broken.
Chen Xuan kicked out.
With a bang, the man in black robes was sent flying.
[Well done! I can't tolerate show-offs like that, satisfaction +30!]
"Alright, you have eight more chances. The remaining eight of you, come at me all at once, I'll take them all!"
Chen Xuan patted his chest and shouted directly.
Imposing and awe-inspiring.
The robes rolled up.
Everyone who saw it was utterly shocked.
"Good lad, what incredible strength!"
Elder Ge's gaze became even more peculiar.
The man in the black robe, Xu Biao, is also a prominent figure in the city.
At least reach the fifth or sixth level of Ming Jin (明劲).
He was slapped to the ground.
The crowd below the stage, who had just been scolding, immediately turned grim.
But under these circumstances, how could they back down?
Whoohoo!
A series of gusts of wind whistled through the air, and eight experts actually leaped toward the arena. Each of them was burly, with exposed muscles and bulging veins, as if they were made of steel.
These are all standards for achieving mastery of Ming Jin (a type of martial art).
"Kid, you asked for this yourself. If we kill you, don't blame us when you get to the King of Hell!"
One of the men, dressed in a gray robe, said in a chilling tone, "Go!"
Whoosh!
All eight experts rushed towards Chen Xuan at top speed.
Some even had malicious eyes, and a sharp awl appeared from their sleeves, ready to strike ruthlessly.