"You want to humiliate me? Now, you will experience what it is like to be abused." Su Chen's entire body emitted a murderous aura that made people's hearts tremble.
He held Wang Yuzhe's neck and lifted him up. His long hair fluttered without wind, and two sharp gazes shot out from his eyes, staring intently at Wang Yuzhe's face.
Cough! Cough!
Wang Yuzhe's face turned purple as his neck was pinched. However, he was not willing to lose just like that.
With a thought, all the remaining spiritual power in his body rushed out like a fingertip, and a silver light instantly gushed out from his fingertip.
Chi!
Wang Yuzhe's fingers were like swords, and he suddenly stabbed at Su Chen's throat.
"Humph!" Su Chen did not dodge, and his eyes were full of disdain as he looked at Wang Yuzhe.
Wang Yuzhe's finger stabbed Su Chen's throat like lightning. However, the moment he stabbed, he felt as if his finger had stabbed into an incomparably hard piece of steel.
Crack!
The bone of his finger was immediately broken by the force of the rebound.
Su Chen, who was using all his strength to refine his body, was covered in the characteristics of the Sword Spirit Grass that had fused into his body. Even the Pill Peak Silver Wheel Moon could not break through Su Chen's defense, let alone a mere sword finger?
"Still not admitting defeat?"
Su Chen would not show mercy to his enemies. Even in the ring, he would make Wang Yuzhe lower his head and admit defeat in front of him.
"Bah!" When Wang Yuzhe heard this, he spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood. However, at this moment, the golden light surrounding Su Chen's body sent the saliva flying in another direction.
Su Chen smiled lightly. Then, he punched Wang Yuzhe's stomach. The red armor on his body was instantly dented by the powerful force, revealing a faint fist mark.
"Wah!"
Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Wang Yuzhe's face was distorted. It was clear that this punch had brought him a great impact, and his internal organs were severely injured.
The disciples watching the battle below the arena could not help but be surprised when they saw Su Chen treat Wang Yuzhe in such a manner. This was slapping the face of the Pill Peak faction! He was truly bold.
Sect master Qingxu, who was sitting high on the stage, and the other leaders of the seven factions watched with furrowed brows. Su Chen's actions seemed to have gone a bit too far.
This was especially true for Daoist Danqing of the Pill Peak. His expression had already darkened. The most outstanding disciple of the Pill Peak had actually been humiliated in such a manner by his opponent. The entire Pill Peak could not help but fly into a rage.
"Stop!"
The disciples of the Pill Peak who were watching the battle below the stage immediately cried out. Some of them even directly walked up to the bottom of the stage, as if they wanted to attack.
"Sometimes, it is better to forgive and have mercy. Su Chen, don't go too far," Wang Yuzhe's master, Daoist Danhong, said in an unfriendly tone. His eyes were filled with fury as he looked at Su Chen.
At this moment, the Pill Peak's supreme treasure, the Silver Wheel Moon, which had been sent flying by Su Chen, had already been retrieved by Daoist Danhong using a spell.
"This is the stage. If Wang Yuzhe doesn't admit defeat, I'll fight until he does." Su Chen did not give any face to Daoist Danhong at all. He waved his fist and continuously struck towards Wang Yuzhe's body, the explosion caused the armor on his body to emit red light in all directions.
"This Su Chen is too arrogant," Luo Feng said with a frown.
Offending the Pill Peak faction did not benefit Su Chen at all, and he also made many enemies.
The Wang clan definitely would not let this matter rest in front of so many of their fellow disciples. On the surface, they did not dare to do anything to Su Chen, but in the dark, they definitely would not let Su Chen off.
"Still not admitting defeat?" Su Chen shouted. As he spoke, his hands did not stop either. He beat Wang Yuzhe until he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Daoist Danhong, who was below the stage, could not help but be shocked and furious when he saw his disciple continuously spit out blood after being beaten by Su Chen.
At that moment, he could not care less about his face anymore. He shouted at Su Chen who was on the stage, "We have the numbers, quickly stop!"
The disciples around the stage looked at the scene just now in shock. This Su Chen was really bold. He actually treated the disciples of the Pill Peak faction like this.
After Su Chen heard Daoist Danhong's words, he glanced at Wang Yuzhe, who was in his hands. He had a dispirited look on his face, but he still forced himself to not faint.
"Wang Yuzhe, consider yourself lucky!" Su Chen lifted Wang Yuzhe up in front of him and whispered into his ear.
Wang Yuzhe panted heavily and his entire body began to tremble. This was because he was angry. He was a prodigy born in a cultivation aristocratic family, so he could do whatever he wanted. Now that he was defeated by Su Chen, he felt ashamed.
Right now, he simply wished that he could find a hole and hide in it. In his heart, he hated Su Chen even more. He secretly decided that in the future, he would definitely make Su Chen suffer a fate worse than death.
Su Chen did not pay much attention to him. With a forceful swing of his right hand, he threw Wang Yuzhe out of the arena. The golden light on his body slowly faded away before it was completely absorbed into his body.
Daoist Danhong hurriedly jumped up and hugged Wang Yuzhe who had fallen from the arena. He gave Su Chen a vicious look, then without saying a word, he turned around and left with Wang Yuzhe in his arms.
The battle between Su Chen and Wang Yuzhe had shocked the Pure Yang sect to the extreme. A disciple like Su Chen had actually appeared on Tempered Spirit Peak. His combat strength was astonishing, and he had defeated two outstanding disciples in a row.
It seemed that among the top ten experts of the younger generation in the inner sect competition this time, Su Chen had already occupied one of the seats. Wang Yuzhe was an existence that was second only to Luo Feng among the young disciples of the Pure Yang sect, since he had lost, it seemed that only eldest Senior Brother Luo Feng could fight with him.
While everyone was discussing, Su Chen jumped down from the arena. All the disciples that he passed made way for him. The younger generation disciples were all in awe of Su Chen's strength.
At this time, Su Chen was actually not in a good position to undergo the Medicine Body Refinement Technique. He was not familiar enough with the technique yet, and under the exertion of his full strength just now, the tendons and bones in his body were injured by the Sword Spirit Grass's essence energy. If one looked carefully, some blood seeped out of the pores on Su Chen's body.
Su Chen walked directly to a tree outside the square and sat down cross-legged to mobilize the vigorous essence energy in his body. He shook his blood, flesh, tendons, and bones to repair the injured parts.
After closing his eyes, everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with Su Chen. The noise in the square was blocked out by his ears.
Su Chen's heart seemed to be completely immersed in cultivation, not being disturbed by any external things. This was Su Chen's way of cultivation. If he wanted to do something, he had to do it. He had to maintain his original will, his original heart.
He used all his strength to heal his injuries. Su Chen's body quickly recovered, and the impurities in his flesh and blood were all expelled from his pores.
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