Invincible Bloodline

The elders and true disciples who were about to leave immediately stopped in their tracks. They were in groups of three to five, whispering to each other, as if they were watching a show and not complaining about how big the matter was. . . .    

"Red Brow Old Man is determined to make things difficult for Yang Fann today. Interesting! The show is about to begin!"    

"I wonder how Yang Fann will deal with it. Will he pretend not to hear anything and leave, or will he directly confront Red Brow Old Man?"    

"Hehe. . . . . . It's hard to say, but it should be the former. That red-browed old man is not someone to be trifled with!!"    

. . .    

Although Yang Fann was the number one monster in the younger generation of the Holy Ji Academy, in terms of talent, Throughout the entire Heavenly Desolate Domain, there weren't many people who could be compared to him. However, he was still too young, and had yet to fully mature. On the other hand, Crimson Fire King and Yan Chimei had been famous for over a thousand years. Amongst all the High Grade King in the Holy Ji Academy, he could be ranked in the top thirty. They were far more powerful than any ordinary High Grade King. A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him.    

. . .    

Yang Fann's footsteps paused for a second. The good mood he had after obtaining the treasures was completely ruined. Initially, he did not want to argue with this red-browed old man so early on, but this old man actually dared to provoke him again. Did he really think that he was a pushover? He could easily crush him with his bare hands!    

The next moment. . .    

The cold Cold Shines flashed in Yang Fann's eyes. If he didn't teach this old thing a bloody lesson today. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

He wanted to establish his authority! Today, he had to establish his authority!    

Suddenly, Yang Fann turned around and looked at Yan Chimei with a cold and emotionless gaze.    

"Thump!"    

Yan Chimei's heart couldn't help but tremble when he saw Yang Fann's unusual gaze. An ominous omen faintly swept across his heart. It was as if something bad was about to happen to him, causing him to shiver. But soon, the raging flames of anger burned away the traces of uneasiness in his heart. He was actually afraid of a junior who had not even grown a strand of hair. This was simply a great humiliation!!    

If word of this got out, how could he, Crimson Fire King, still have a foothold in the Holy Spirit Mountain? How could he continue to live in the Holy Ji Academy?!    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's red lips parted, and a cold voice jumped out of his mouth, "I originally didn't want to talk to you, you old thing. You actually dare to make eye contact with me?! I won't spare you today, let's fight! "    

The Holy Ji Academy was strictly regulated and private fights were strictly prohibited. However, where there were people, there would be fights in the martial world. Besides, there were hundreds of millions of disciples in the Holy Ji Academy, which was like a kingdom. Between the disciples, elders, and elders, there were many dirty things. The arena was set up for this purpose. If there were any conflicts that couldn't be regulated, then let's fight on the arena!!    

"What?! Fight on the arena?"    

"I. . . I didn't hear it wrong, right? Yang Chao? Yang Fann actually. . . Took the initiative to challenge Yan Chimei. This. . . How is this possible?"    

. . .    

Countless experts in the surroundings were startled. Many of them even doubted if they had heard something wrong. Crimson Fire King and Yan Chimei were different from the upper Demon King who was imprisoned in the 12th floor of Demon Sealing Tower. The former was like a man-eating tiger that roamed the mountains, while the latter was a tiger that was reared in a beast garden. The two were completely different concepts. No matter what kind of monster Yang Fann was using, At this moment, he was challenging Yan Chimei to a duel. This was simply asking for humiliation.    

. . .    

Yan Chimei, who had just flown into a rage out of humiliation and was about to open his mouth to regain his dignity, heard this and his expression immediately changed. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. In an instant, his raging anger was like a myriad of volcanoes that were boiling in his heart. He had gone too far. This Little Son Yang Fan had gone too far. Who did he think he was? How dare he challenge him? Was he worthy?    

"Little Son Yang Fan, you. . . "    

Before Yan Chimei could finish, Yang Fann interrupted him coldly, "Old thing. I'll wait for you in the arena!" After saying that, he turned around without any hesitation and headed towards the big arena in the center of the city.    

"What a reckless kid, just you wait. If I don't tell you to crawl back today, I won't call you Yan Chimei!!" Looking at Yang Fann's back, which was gradually disappearing into the distance, A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Yan Chimei's blazing eyes. Under the gazes of everyone present, It wasn't good for him to kill this little devil, but he wanted to teach this ignorant little devil a lesson. Even if it was Dongfang Academy Lord, he wouldn't be able to say anything about it. However, this little devil had overestimated his own ability and challenged him.    

. . .    

The large arena in the center of the Holy Extreme City was no less than a few hundred acres of farmland. It was the highest level arena in the Holy Extreme City. It was surrounded by layers of array formations set up by formation grandmasters of other courtyards. Even quasi emperors who wanted to break through the surrounding array formations would have to put in a lot of effort.    

This was specially prepared for some High Grade King and above expert duels. Ordinary arenas could not withstand the torment of a king, especially a High Grade King like Yan Chimei. With just a wave of his hand, he could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth. If he did not have any defensive measures, he would be able to fight as he pleased. After that, more than half of the city would be destroyed!    

Very soon, the news of Yang Fann challenging Yan Chimei spread like a pair of wings. With a terrifying speed, it swept across the entire city.    

One of them was the young generation Most Powerful Monster of the Holy Ji Academy. He was the first person in 50,000 years to pass the 12th level of the Demon Sealing Tower. His combat strength was heaven defying, and he had the ability to defy the rules of the upper level Power Of The King. As for Crimson Fire King, Yan Chimei, he was an old king who had been famous for more than 1,000 years. With his Scarlet Dragon Fire Divine Art, he was able to dominate the entire Heavenly Desolate Domain, and he was rarely a match for him!    

This battle between the two was absolutely wonderful, and they couldn't afford to miss it!    

Not long after, Around the Central Ring, there were already three inner levels, and the three outer levels were completely surrounded. Furthermore, there weren't many weaklings among these people. Most of them were at Suppress Martial Lord's level, and there were even quite a few Top-Level King warriors among them.    

A battle between High Grade King warriors was rare. They might not even be able to encounter one in a few years or even decades, let alone one of them, who was the number one monster, Yang Fann. There were many people who were curious about Yang Fann!    

"Look, the two of them are fighting! I wonder if it's that Yang Fann who's stronger than the monster, or if that red-browed old man's skill is higher?"    

"The outcome of the battle should be one and nine. Yang Fann is the first and Old Man Red Brow is the ninth. It has been thousands of years. It is not easy to ignore him!"    

"Indeed! If it was a few decades later, Yang Fann might still have the strength to fight Yan Chimei. Right now, he's still too young! "    

" I have to say, Yang Fann was impulsive this time! "    

. . .    

Around the arena, almost no one was optimistic about Yang Fann. Yang Fann was really too young. He was only in his twenties, but he was able to defeat an ordinary High Grade King. That was already heaven defying. If he could still defeat Top High King, Yan Chimei, would he still be a human?    

. . .    

"Cousin, you are the strongest. Down with that red-browed old monster!!!" Below the arena, Luo Jiahui waved her cute little fist. She cheered Yang Fann on and performed shockingly again and again. Yang Fann had already completely conquered Luo Jiahui. In Luo Jiahui's heart, Yang Fann was invincible and omnipotent. So what if he was a veteran High Grade King? Since her cousin had challenged him, * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

However, Bei Gongqingyue wasn't as naive as Luo Jiahui. Her eyes were filled with worry. This was a senior elder in black. He was more than ten million times stronger than a Gold Robe Deacon like Fang Hao. At that time, just Fang Hao alone was enough to suppress them to the point where they couldn't even breathe. Could Brother Yang really defeat this Yan Chimei?    

. . .    

On the arena.    

Yang Fann and Yan Chimei were a thousand feet apart, standing opposite of each other.    

Yang Fann did not move like a mountain, nor did he accumulate energy. He was like a statue that had existed since ancient times, standing in the same spot without showing any trace of ferociousness!    

On the other hand, the raging flames behind Yan Chimei's back were soaring into the sky. The waves of fire were surging in the air, and the Qi around his body was soaring crazily!    

His eyes were like a god, as if he was born with the ability to attract light. His entire being was filled with an invincible spirit and confidence. He was the only one in the world who could dominate the world!    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yan Chimei raised his chest slightly and immediately, magma started boiling and a volcano erupted. In an instant, the entire Central Ring had turned into a sea of fire. In the Flame World, Yan Chimei, who was located in the World Center, was like the ancient Fire God who had descended from the heavens. With just a thought, he was able to move the ancient Fire World and control thousands of Divine Fire.    

His divine might was awe-inspiring! It made people submit to him from the bottom of their hearts. They prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed to him!    

"Yang Fann. . . " Yan Chimei turned his eyes and looked down at Yang Fann from above. The divine light above his head was dense like the tide. His voice was like a bronze bell, "Don't think that just because you defeated a superior Demon King, you can look down on others and act lawlessly. I am not that vile creature. Today, you can only lose!!! "    

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