Pill God Returns

Wu Chen circulated the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique. A powerful force was channeled into his right arm. A golden light was shining on his right arm, it was incomparably dazzling.    

Then, without even looking at it, he raised his right fist and threw out a punch.    

Bang!    

A sharp claw collided with Wu Chen's fist in midair. A wave of Qigong swept out from the point of collision, like a tornado sweeping away the clouds.    

"Tiger Claw Break!"    

Zhao Ji shouted out loudly. A violent force burst out from his body and instantly poured into Wu Chen's right arm, trying to shatter it.    

However, it was beyond his expectation. The attack that had always been indestructible had no effect on Wu Chen. It was as if a stone had sunk into the ocean.    

Wu Chen smiled in his heart. His right arm had now turned into a diamond arm. It was incomparably solid and powerful. It was impossible for Zhao Ji to shatter it.    

"Rise!"    

Wu Chen shouted out loudly. His Dantian started churning. Another powerful force was poured into his right arm. This force contained a terrifying killing force. It was unleashed through the golden fist and sent Zhao Ji flying in an instant.    

Everyone's eyes followed Zhao Ji's direction. They were very confident in Zhao Ji. In their point of view, the winner of this battle would undoubtedly be him. It definitely wouldn't be Wu Chen.    

"Air Slicer."    

In mid-air, Zhao Ji used his own magic treasure. After the previous test, he had restrained his contempt for Wu Chen. This man's strength was very strong. He was not someone that any other Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage warrior could compare with. If he didn't deal with him properly, he was afraid that it wouldn't be easy for him to win.    

"Brat, die now!"    

Holding the Air Slicer in his hand, Zhao Ji let out a ferocious and cold laugh. He slashed down with his blade. The sharp force was incomparably overbearing.    

Below, Wu Chen raised his head and looked at the scene. It was as calm as still water. Zhao Ji's attack was very fierce. Every move he made was ruthless, and every move he made was a killing move. If it was any other ordinary person, they might not be able to take it.    

However, he was unwilling to do so. He raised his right arm and threw it at Zhao Ji's Air Slicer. He actually chose to use his flesh and blood body to defend himself.    

At this moment, countless people closed their eyes. They couldn't bear to see the tragedy happen. Only a few of them who knew about it looked at Wu Chen with burning eyes. They had seen Wu Chen yesterday, and knew that his right arm possessed extraordinary strength. The Low-grade Spiritual Treasure couldn't leave any trace on it.    

"Kid, you are the first one who dared to block my Air Slicer with your arm. But I'm afraid your arm is going to break soon."    

Although no one was allowed to kill their opponent during the competition, Wu Chen had asked for it himself. He couldn't be blamed.    

"Idiot."    

Wu Chen spat out two words. This right arm of his... It was not an ordinary arm. It was an arm that had been strengthened by the Imperishable Gilded Body Technique. Its strength was extremely powerful. Even though it was a Low-grade Spiritual Treasure, he didn't have the slightest fear. He used his right arm to defend himself.    

Boom!    

The Air Slicer finally collided with Wu Chen's right arm. Seeing this scene, Zhao Ji sneered in his heart. An arm was extremely important to a cultivator. Once it was broken or crippled, it would severely affect the performance of a cultivator.    

However, he soon discovered that something was not right. Because he saw no blood spurting out from Wu Chen's arm. There were no signs of cracking either. His Air Slicer... It seemed like it could not penetrate Wu Chen's arm. Not only that, but also... A strong rebounding force came from within, as if he had just cut something with his Air Slicer. It wasn't an arm, but a piece of steel.    

At this moment, he seriously looked at Wu Chen's right arm. There was a brilliant golden light on it. If his guess was correct... It was this golden thing that made Wu Chen's arm so hard. Not even the Low-grade Spiritual Treasure could cause any damage.    

"This kid must have cultivated some special martial skill."    

Zhao Ji was not stupid. He could vaguely tell that Wu Chen had probably cultivated some related martial skill before, which was why his right arm appeared like this.    

Immediately, endless greed arose in Zhao Ji's heart. Such a magical martial skill... He had never seen such a thing before. If he could obtain it... If he could successfully cultivate it, his strength would definitely be greatly enhanced. He would not have the slightest fear when he met a true Spirit Sea Stage expert.    

"Suppress him!"    

Zhao Ji shouted out loudly. He held the Air Slicer in his hand, and a powerful force instantly erupted. It passed through the Air Slicer and applied on Wu Chen's right arm, wanting to cripple it.    

Any technique would have its corresponding limitations. The same was true for Wu Chen's golden arm. Once the force added to it reached a certain level, even the diamond arm would be crushed and crippled.    

Wu Chen instantly felt the pressure increase exponentially. A terrifying force pressed heavily on his right arm, like a heavy mountain peak.    

However, he wasn't afraid at all. His right arm held up the sky and towered into the sky. He was like a Vajra War God, allowing Zhao Ji's power to penetrate his body, but he didn't move at all.    

"This kid?"    

Zhao Ji was getting more and more frightened. He was a Peak Of the Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage expert, and was only a step away from breaking through to the Spirit Sea Stage. His strength was very strong, far surpassing expert at the Ninth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage's. However... He couldn't suppress this Wu Chen. This was simply unbelievable.    

"Let me see how long you can last."    

Zhao Ji's heart became ruthless. He held the Air Slicer and continued to exert pressure. A powerful force burst out and poured into Wu Chen's arm, wanting to crush it into pieces.    

Wu Chen smiled faintly. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He would block as many as the opponent came. This brat was still far from being able to fight him.    

"How is this possible?"    

Seeing that Wu Chen didn't move, Zhao Ji felt uneasy. If this continued, even if he won this match, he would still suffer a great loss in the Spiritual Energy, which would be detrimental to his later matches.    

Therefore, it was better to end this battle as soon as possible.    

With this thought in mind, Zhao Ji quickly changed his technique, wanting to withdraw the Air Slicer.    

However, with a single move, the force that was applied to Wu Chen's arm was greatly weakened. Wu Chen quickly reacted and shouted. His Dantian in his body started to churn, and an extremely powerful force burst out in an instant.    

"This is bad."    

Zhao Ji's facial expression changed dramatically when he saw the super powerful force bursting out from Wu Chen's body. His mind was in chaos. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.    

It was truly the difference of ten thousand miles with just one step.    

"Bang!"    

Wu Chen's dantian began to churn, and a powerful energy erupted from it. When it was used on the Air Slicer, Zhao Ji let out a miserable cry, and was immediately overturned by this energy.    

After succeeding in the first strike, Wu Chen smiled faintly. He would not give his opponent any chance to catch his breath. He would chase after and fight with all his might, defeating his opponent in one fell swoop.    

"Heaven Slaughtering Style."