Pill God Returns

Wu Chen raised his head and saw that this spatial zone was extremely huge, as if it was boundless. He understood that this was the inner part of Fighting God Pagoda.    

Not far in front of him stood a young man. This young man was wearing a blue robe. He had a handsome appearance and a very high cultivation base. He had reached the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage, and without a doubt, this was Wu Chen's first opponent. Hong Sang from the sixth group.    

"I know you. Your name is Wu Chen, the champion of the Competition of Multi Kingdoms half a year ago."    

Hong Sang looked at Wu Chen. Originally, he didn't care about others. However, Wu Chen wasn't willing to accept it. He was the champion of Competition of Multi Kingdoms half a year ago. He didn't choose to join the Taiyi Sect, but instead chose to join the Beichen House. On the second day after entering the Beichen House, he declared that he would join the Beichen House. Such a person... He had to pay attention to him.    

"I know you too, Hong Sang."    

Wu Chen's eyes were calm, without the slightest fluctuation.    

"I heard that you are quite arrogant. On the second day after joining the sect, you announced that you would be the champion of this sect's disciple competition. Is that true?"    

Wu Chen shrugged his shoulders. His matter had already spread to almost everyone.    

"You are just a mere Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage, yet you dare to say that you want to get into the top ten? Kid, aren't you looking down on us old men? Now, I, Hong Sang, will wake you up."    

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Sang clenched his fist and threw a punch forward. The powerful Fist Force was like a sudden clap of thunder, surging and rolling continuously. A wild gale ripped through the air and rushed towards Wu Chen.    

At this moment, all the spectators outside were staring at the Fighting God Pagoda without blinking their eyes. There were some strange devices in the Fighting God Pagoda that could fully display the scene of the battle.    

On one side of the audience stands, there were more than ten people sitting. They were all very young. They looked to be in their twenties and should be disciples of the Beichen House. However, they didn't enter the Fighting God Pagoda to participate in the disciple competition. Because they weren't ordinary disciples, but true disciples. Naturally, there was no need for them to participate in the disciple competition.    

Among them, there was a beautiful girl who sat on the seat and looked at Fighting God Pagoda. She followed her gaze and saw that the match she was paying attention to was precisely the match between Wu Chen and Hong Sang.    

"It really is you."    

If Wu Chen was here, he would definitely recognize this girl as Shun Yan.    

When they parted ways in Demon Cloud Mountain Range, she had already sent an invitation to Wu Chen. She hoped that he could join the Competition of Multi Kingdoms and enter the Super Sect. As a result... He really came and won the final championship in the Competition of Multi Kingdoms. The most shocking and unexpected thing was that Wu Chen didn't join the Taiyi Sect. Instead, he chose to join the Beichen House, which was the same faction as her.    

"Junior sister, what are you looking at?"    

A girl wearing colorful clothes looked over, following Shun Yan's line of sight. She also saw Wu Chen, Hong Sang and the others.    

"A Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage and an Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage. What's there to pay attention to?"    

All of them were true disciples. Even if they were Peak of the Ninth Empyrean of True Martial Stage, they wouldn't pay any attention to them, let alone a Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage or Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage.    

Shun Yan turned his head and glanced at her. He didn't say anything, he just paid close attention to the battle.    

In the sixth level of Fighting God Pagoda, Wu Chen was quietly looking at his opponent. There wasn't the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.    

When he was still in the Fourth Empyrean of True Martial Stage, he was able to defeat expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage. Not to mention that he had already broken through to the Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage. In order to deal with a mere expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage... * Hong Long...... *    

"Golden Phoenix Fist."    

Seeing Hong Sang's punch, Wu Chen also threw out a punch. The Golden Phoenix Fist burst out, and a super powerful Fist Force was sent out like a sudden clap of thunder.    

Hong Sang's attack couldn't even withstand a single blow from Wu Chen's Fist Force. He threw out a punch, but it only lasted for a brief moment before it shattered into pieces. There was no way for him to defend himself.    

After defeating Hong Sang's punch, Wu Chen smiled faintly. Without saying anything, he clenched his fist and threw out another punch. A powerful force surged out like a volcanic eruption, sweeping away everything in its path.    

"Golden Bell Shield."    

Hong Sang didn't hesitate when he saw Wu Chen's punch coming at him. Immediately, he circulated his strength. A powerful Spiritual Energy burst out and instantly turned into a golden light barrier, protecting his entire body.    

"Golden Bell Shield?"    

Looking at the golden light barrier that was activated by Hong Sang's body, this technique was similar to the Golden Shield. Both of them used the super powerful Spiritual Energy to construct a powerful light barrier to prevent the invasion of external forces.    

"Bang!"    

The powerful Fist Force struck out fiercely like a wave, sweeping down and mercilessly smashing onto the golden bell barrier. The golden bell barrier violently trembled and burst out with a brilliant light, but it was not shattered.    

"Hahaha, even expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage can't break my golden bell barrier. Do you think you have the ability to do so?"    

Hong Sang laughed loudly. He had absolute confidence in his own golden bell. Even if Wu Chen was expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage, he wouldn't be able to break it, let alone a Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage.    

"I think I have it." Wu Chen still smiled faintly.    

"Arrogant."    

Hong Sang was furious. He had long heard that this kid was incomparably arrogant. Now, it seemed like this was the truth.    

"What, you don't believe me?"    

Hong Sang sneered. It was impossible for this kid to break his Golden Bell Barrier.    

However, before his smile could widen, he saw... An extremely powerful force suddenly erupted from Wu Chen's body. This force was extremely powerful, far surpassing the Seventh Empyrean of True Martial Stage. Even expert at the Eighth Empyrean of True Martial Stage couldn't compare to it.    

"How is this possible?"    

Hong Sang was incomparably shocked. He stared at Wu Chen with shock in his eyes. He had never thought that Wu Chen would be so powerful.    

"Break for me."    

Wu Chen shouted out loudly. He clenched his fist and threw out a punch. The powerful Fist Force exploded like a sudden clap of thunder, shaking the heavens and earth.    

A punch was thrown out. The powerful Fist Force seemed to have formed a Demonic Dragon, and it fiercely rushed towards Hong Sang.    

"Bang!"    

Hong Sang's Golden Bell Barrier couldn't withstand a single blow from this powerful force. It was shattered very quickly, and it couldn't withstand Wu Chen's attack.    

"Argh!"    

The Golden Bell Barrier was broken. Hong Sang let out a miserable cry as his body was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. He was no match for Wu Chen.    

"You... How can you be so powerful?"    

Hong Sang's eyes were filled with shock. He had never thought that Wu Chen would be able to break his golden bell barrier.