Invincible Martial King

"It didn't disappear. It was just an avatar created from a wisp of soul power." Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said plainly.    

    

"A wisp of soul power can transform into a doppelganger?" Hearing that, Wang Hao's eyes widened even more.    

    

"There's no need to be that shocked. You have only seen the tip of the iceberg in Senior Brother Bu Zhan's ability. Among the First Peak disciples, other than Yun Canghai, who is qualified to be his opponent, no one else is able to match up." Zhao Menger smiled lightly as her beautiful eyes flickered with a bright light.    

    

"As expected of Blue Cloud Sect. Just the head of First Peak's direct disciple has such strength. How strong are the stronger people like Lee Mubai?" This Blue Cloud Sect was even more interesting than he had imagined. At least he did not need to worry, there was no opponent to accompany him.    

    

"Since Senior Brother Bu Zhan has spoken, why don't I give these fifty stalks to you first."    

    

"The direct disciple test is coming up in half a year. Do you dare to bet with me again?" Zhang Qiang glared at Lu Chen and said coldly.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

"Senior Brother Zhang wants to give me spirit herbs again? If that's the case, how could I have the heart to reject you? " With a faint smile, Lu Chen said playfully.    

    

"In the competition, you and I will fight. If you win, I will give you fifty stalks of medium-grade spiritual herbs. If you lose, you will also give back fifty stalks of medium-grade spiritual herbs. Do you even have the guts to fight?"    

    

"Senior Brother Zhang, aren't you bullying the weak? How long has it been since junior brother Lu Chen joined the sect? Zhao Menger frowned slightly, she was not really in favor of this kind of competition between the two, as the background of a senior direct disciple could not be compared to that of an ordinary disciple, not to mention that Lu Chen only had Martial Cultivator Stage cultivation, while Liu Tie had already stepped into the Innate Martial Master long ago.    

    

"Did Junior Sister Zhao forget?"    

    

"Since he wants to comprehend the Unparalleled Spell as soon as possible, and only the top ten direct disciples are able to obtain the right to participate in the competition half a year later, no matter what, he cannot avoid me or an even stronger opponent. So, it's not that I'm deliberately bullying the weak, it's just that this is the truth." Zhang Qiang sneered.    

    

Zhang Qiang was right. If Lu Chen wanted to quickly comprehend the Unparalleled Spell, the test competition half a year later would be the fastest shortcut. If he missed this opportunity, then he would have to wait until next year.    

    

"How is it? Do you dare to continue gambling with me?" Seeing that Lu Chen was silent, Zhang Qiang said in an aggressive manner.    

    

Most of the disciples knew that Lu Chen had amazing talent, but they did not think that Lu Chen had much of a chance to win. If it was a true battle, not to mention the huge gap between the two of them, even if both of them were at the same level, the potential of the senior direct disciple would be hard to imagine.    

    

"Boss, don't be fooled."    

    

"If I give you another year or two, you'll definitely be able to defeat him." Although he had a lot of confidence in Lu Chen, but facing the huge gap between the two, even he did not think highly of them and thought that they would lose for sure.    

    

"Wang Hao is right, Lu Chen is afraid that you won't be able to comprehend the Unparalleled Spell this time, wait until next year and you will have a better chance."    

    

"There's no need to bet fifty stalks of medium-grade spiritual herbs to return to him." Wu Lia was also afraid that Lu Chen would make an impulsive decision, so he reminded him in a deep tone.    

    

"Lu Chen …" Han Qian seemed to be deep in thought, but didn't say anything.    

    

"Don't worry. Up until now, no one has been able to retrieve the items that have entered my Lu Chen's pocket." Feeling their concern, Lu Chen felt a bit of warmth. Wang Hao and the others were only worried that he was trying to be brave, but he had confidence that half a year was enough to deal with Zhang Qiang.    

    

"Why would I not dare to, but …" Under everyone's astonished gaze, Lu Chen mysteriously smiled and pretended to ponder.    

    

"But what?"    

    

"If you want to bet, then let's bet a bit more, two hundred spiritual herbs!"    

    

"200 spiritual herbs?"    

    

Zhang Qiang staggered and almost fell to the ground. He really wanted to curse, "Is Lu Chen really the one with the best quality spirit grass?" All of them were incomparably precious. Even with his many years of accumulation as a senior direct disciple, his entire fortune was only worth a hundred or so medium-grade spiritual herbs. Where would he find two hundred of them?    

    

It was not only Zhang Qiang, the other disciples almost fell down when they heard Lu Chen's words. This was truly a lawless person. Was he not even considering whether he could get his hands on the spiritual herbs after losing the bet?    

    

"Why?"    

    

"You are the senior direct disciple. Don't tell me you don't have that many spiritual herbs?" Lu Chen looked at Zhang Qiang with a smile that wasn't a smile. His expression clearly indicated that he didn't have that many spiritual herbs to compete with me.    

    

"There are two hundred of them!" Zhao Menger held her forehead. She really wanted to take a look at Lu Chen's skull. Was there something missing, like a tendon?    

    

"Hng hng!"    

    

"200 Spiritual Herbs is not a problem for me, but I'm worried that you don't have that many. If you lose, how can I pay you back?" Zhang Qiang was obviously infuriated by Lu Chen. His face darkened as he said in a deep voice.    

    

"If I'm not wrong, a personal disciple can get a magical equipment. You said that a magical equipment is not worth two hundred spiritual herbs?" Lu Chen smiled and asked Zhang Qiang.    

    

"Artifact? Are you crazy? " Zhao Menger was dumbstruck, did this Junior Brother Lu Chen get kicked by a donkey, how precious are the artifacts? The direct disciples' artifacts were specially crafted by the sect, and could increase their strength by a lot, just like Wu Tie's Mountain and River Realm. If they were to sell them, not to mention two hundred medium-grade spirit herbs, even three hundred, or even four hundred, like Bai Family and the Four Great Clans would be willing to pay such a price.    

    

"I'm not crazy, a mere fifty stalks of Spirit Grass is nothing to me." Smiling mischievously, Lu Chen was determined to beat Zhang Qiang to death. There was no helping it, in order to continue strengthening the body, he had to refine the body refining medicinal liquid. Not to mention 50 stalks of spirit grass, even 500 stalks were far from enough.    

    

"Alright!"    

    

"Don't go back on your word when the time comes." Zhang Qiang gritted his teeth and said harshly.    

    

"We will compete in half a year."    

    

"I'll follow you to the end."    

    

Lu Chen grinned and said without any fear.    

    

"Humph!" Zhang Qiang turned around and left after snorting coldly.    

    

As Zhang Qiang left, the disciples present did not leave immediately. Many of them looked at Lu Chen's figure with eyes full of curiosity. What kind of confidence did he have to make such a bet with Zhang Qiang?    

    

Lu Chen only had the cultivation of Martial Cultivator Stage at the moment, although his body was strong, he could only fight against experts of the Martial Master Stage. It was impossible for him to compete with Zhang Qiang, who had entered the Innate Martial Master, unless he could step into the Martial Master Stage in half a year's time, which also required a high realm of Martial Master Stage. After all, after reaching the Innate Martial Master, every step forward was exceptionally difficult, but there was an enormous difference in strength.