dognovel Chapter 1989
Chapter 1989
Not to mention that Xuan Yi, Han Jiuling, Tianxuan Saint Son, and Xia Jiuyou are all skilled in the art of killing.
The other four holy sons, who do not specialize in killing, are all renowned top figures. The gentle holy son of Yaochi has mastered the profound Dao, which is the eternal inheritance of the Water Element.
Tianxuan's aloof holy son is skilled in the Nine-Character Secret Technique, and his killing speed is unparalleled.
The Heavenly Saint Sons of Dao Yi are masters of the Great Dao of Formations. Which one of them is not a top talent cultivated by various holy lands over a hundred years?
But now, Chen Xuan is only the sixth holy son who has been a disciple of the Heartless Holy Land for over a hundred years, yet he dares to be so crazy as to face eight top holy sons at the same time!
Putting everything else aside, his courage to fight eight opponents alone has already earned him the respect of many disciples, and their gazes toward the dueling platform have become more fervent.
The disciples were already shocked, and the eight Holy Lords and God Kings in the void also frowned upon seeing this scene, their eyes fixed on the white-haired youth on the dueling platform.
Although Jue Wuqing had always been optimistic about Chen Xuan, he was now worried when he saw him about to fight eight opponents alone. When Chen Xuan's strength was tested, he was only at the peak level of a Holy Son, and he had only shown the two Great Daos he had mastered.
Of the eight holy sons who have appeared so far, Xuan Yi, Han Jiuling and others have already touched the threshold of the Great Dao Perfection. Chen Xuan is by no means a unique individual who can fight against eight opponents alone.
"What exactly is this kid trying to do? Is it really because his Daoist partner was captured that he wants to go mad?" Jue Wuqing narrowed his eyes, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing his sleeves, without saying a word.
The three elders below, Xi Yue, Li Yu, and Qian Zhan, were already frantically trying to communicate telepathically, wanting the sect leader to intervene and stop Chen Xuan. However, they all swallowed their words back.
Words spoken in public are like spilled water, impossible to take back. Intervening now would only earn Chen Xuan the reputation of "retreating in the face of battle."
Even Qing Tianyu'er, Zhan Xin, Piao Xue, and Lin Yuyao lost their usual confidence.
They knew better than anyone that the enemy their husband was facing this time was probably already on par with him in terms of overall strength, and even had a slight numerical advantage.
"Ruthless, what's wrong with your disciples?" On the deck of the Zifu Holy Land's warship not far away, the Zi Chen Divine Lord frowned and transmitted his voice to Jue Wuqing, "How could they be so crazy? They actually want to deal with eight top holy sons from the four holy lands at the same time?"
Jue Wuqing looked at his old friend and shook his head helplessly: "This kid has only been a member of my sect for a hundred years. My understanding of him is limited to that Holy Son qualification test. He claimed to want to become a Holy Son when he first entered the sect. Could it be... that he did all this just for today's crazy act?"
"Alas, what a pity." Zi Chen also sighed, his tone filled with regret. "He set his own rules. If he loses, you'll have to pay a hefty price to save his life. It's too difficult for him to sweep through eight people at this level with just one path of the killing sword."
"If he can survive this ordeal, I will definitely teach Lanxing a lesson." Jue Wuqing stared at the protective array slowly unfolding in the void, his brows furrowed. "This brat, he didn't even consult me before making a decision."
At this moment, within the great formation, Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian remained in the northern void, while the eight holy sons and daughters of the four holy lands were scattered in various corners of the southern void, subtly forming an encirclement.
Although Qiu Zixian cultivated the demonic path, her palms still broke out in a cold sweat when facing so many legendary top figures. However, she forced a smile and did not show the slightest fear.
Chen Xuan noticed the slight coolness of her fingertips, reached out and took her small hand, and said softly, "You lost the last match, so you don't need to fight this time. Retreat to the edge of the arena and don't get caught in the fighting."
"You... are you really sure?" Qiu Zixian looked up, her eyes filled with worry, and tightly gripped his hand. "Chen Xuan, if you die, I will not live on alone."
Chen Xuan raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Haven't you always been curious about my true strength?"