Pill God Returns

With a loud shout, Gu Peng clenched his fist and threw out a punch. The powerful Fist Force was like a heavy hammer as it rushed towards Wu Chen, wanting to defeat him.    

Facing Gu Peng's fierce punch, Wu Chen didn't move at all. He didn't move at all, as if he was frightened.    

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh out loud.    

"Hahaha, scared. I can't move at all."    

"He's indeed a piece of trash. He wants to use his extremely high cultivation to make others admit defeat and then advance. Now that his wishful thinking has been broken, he's completely scared silly."    

"Hehe, this is his own fault. Who can he blame?"    

"Serves him right. This kind of trash should be cleaned up like this. Only then can we put an end to cheating."    

Everyone roared with laughter and ridiculed.    

On the east side, on the seats where the participants were seated, the participants of the four groups also had looks of disdain on their faces. They had originally thought that Wu Chen was very powerful, but they were still pondering how powerful he was. Once they encountered him, they would automatically admit defeat. But now, thinking about it made them feel ashamed.    

"Hahaha, lose to me."    

Gu Peng burst into laughter. He clenched his fist and rushed towards Wu Chen with extreme speed. At this moment, it was as if he had already seen the scene of Wu Chen falling onto the fighting stage.    

Just as his fist was about to hit Wu Chen's body, Wu Chen suddenly moved. With a bang, everyone saw Gu Peng's body fly backwards.    

"What?"    

Everyone's eyes widened. They were shocked by what they saw.    

Insta-kill.    

Silence.    

On the fighting stage, Wu Chen stood there quietly with a calm expression. No one could tell that he had attacked just now. On the ground, Gu Peng struggled a few times, but he still couldn't get up.    

The silence lasted for only a second before a burst of noise erupted.    

"An instant kill. I can't believe it. An instant kill."    

"That's right! Although Gu Peng's strength is weak, he is still a Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage warrior. If we want to kill him in an instant, we need to at least have the strength of a Seventh Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage warrior!"    

"Could it be that this guy's cultivation base isn't fake, but genuine?"    

"No, that's impossible. If it's real, then... Why can't I see his name on the golden monument?"    

"Let's see, let's see his performance from now on. It's still too early to say all of this."    

Everyone was in an uproar as they discussed animatedly.    

The four groups of participants were also whispering amongst themselves.    

"Did you see his attack clearly? Why did Gu Peng lose just like that?"    

"You asked me, and I wanted to ask you."    

"What? Even you don't know?"    

"I didn't see it clearly either. It's pointless for you to ask me."    

"Well, has he really fought before? Why do I feel like he hasn't fought before?"    

"Rubbish. He didn't do it before. Why did that Gu Peng suddenly fly away? Don't tell me you want to tell me that he suddenly had epilepsy and fell to the ground just like that? He lost the competition."    

"You have too much imagination. How could there be such a thing?"    

On the fighting stage, Luo Ran's eyes lit up. Others might not be sure whether Wu Chen would attack or not. But he was sure that ___ had definitely made a move. However, his speed was too fast. Even he could only see the shadow of a fist. It was not surprising that others could not see it.    

"Number 12 wins."    

After defeating Gu Peng, Wu Chen turned around and walked down from the fighting stage. Soon, number thirteen and number fourteen stepped onto the fighting stage.    

There were a lot of participants in the Hidden Dragon Competition. There were tens of thousands of people. Even if they were divided into twenty groups, each group would have an average of three to four thousand people. It would take a lot of time to arrange the matches one by one.    

About two hours later, Wu Chen welcomed his second opponent. His second opponent's cultivation base was a little stronger, Fifth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage. His opponent was the same as Gu Peng. He didn't believe in Wu Chen's true ability. He wanted to test ___'s strength, but he was still killed by a single punch.    

"Luo Yun was also killed in an instant. expert at the Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage, your dignity is inviolable."    

"Hehe, I really don't know what kind of luck the Yunfeng City has gotten this time, to actually have such a genius."    

"Even now, I still don't believe it. This man is really a genius of the Yunfeng City. The Yunfeng City is so weak. In the previous batch, it was at the bottom of the list."    

"You don't believe it? I still don't believe it."    

"So, according to what you can see, does he really have the combat strength of expert at the Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage?"    

"That's even harder to say. According to common sense, if he uses some special technique to forcefully increase his cultivation base, what? Basically, he's just trying to scare people, but look at him. The whole process is very calm. He wasn't affected by the outside world at all, and the Spiritual Energy was surging around his body. There was no sign that he was floating."    

"This is also what I'm curious about."    

" Forget it. It's impossible for him to run into those garbage all the time. He will always run into one or two real experts. At that time, he will know whether they are a donkey or a horse."    

"That's right. Let's wait and see."    

Because there were many participants, the schedule for the competition was very long. For one person in the morning, only two matches could be arranged. Therefore, after everyone took turns, the referee announced the end of the match and continued to compete in the afternoon.    

The afternoon passed very quickly and continued in the afternoon.    

It was unknown whether it was the referee's arrangement, but Wu Chen met a strong opponent in the first match in the afternoon. This opponent was none other than contestant number three, an Eighth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage warrior from the Leiyang County.    

"Hehe, this kid finally met an expert."    

"This Meng Chong isn't an ordinary person. He has 782 Gold Ranking, and is one of the top Eighth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage warriors. I wonder if this kid can defeat him."    

"If his cultivation base is real, then there won't be any problem. However, if he uses a cheating method to forcefully increase his cultivation base, then this battle will be the time for him to reveal his true colors."    

"That's right. Whether it's a donkey or a horse, we'll know once we give it a try."    

On the fighting stage, Meng Chong and Wu Chen stood opposite each other. Meng Chong sized up this opponent. Originally, he thought that Wu Chen's cultivation base was weak just like the others. He was not worthy of his reputation, but his opponent was able to instantly kill Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage and expert at the Fifth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage warriors with a single strike. This made everyone uncertain. They didn't know whether this person really had the ability or if he had the ability to show off.    

However, he was more inclined towards the latter, because Wu Chen's name couldn't be found on the ranking of the golden monument. This was also the evidence that everyone was suspicious of.    

"Kid, I don't care if you are expert at the Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage or not, just lose to me."    

Meng Chong's arms moved, and an enormous force surged out and poured into his arms. Both of his arms expanded rapidly, doubling in size, and his strength also increased exponentially.