Chapter 4849: Confidence is the Peak
Seeing Cao Guofeng stand up, the spectators present were startled. They thought that Cao Guofeng was going to take action. If he did, how could he do it? Their hands were all pressed on the teleportation talisman, and if something went wrong, they would immediately run away.
Although the tickets are important, life is more important. If the two powerful heavenly saints take action and die here rashly, it will be too worthless.
However, Cao Guofeng did not take action. Instead, he pointed his finger at Gao Jianli and said angrily: "You... you are talking nonsense. Who is this Long Chen? Even ten of him can't win against Qing'er."
Facing the furious Cao Guofeng , Gao Jianli laughed and said: "You are really ignorant, don't you know who Long Chen is? You have always heard of Lingxiao Academy, the youngest dean in the history of Lingxiao Academy, he doesn't even know anything in front of you Not really, it's amazing, it's amazing."
When Cao Guofeng said the words "Lingxiao Academy", the young people present could not feel it, but the older generation of strong men were all moved by it.
When they looked at Long Chen again, their eyes changed. The older they were, the more knowledgeable they were, the more they could understand what those four words meant.
When he heard about Lingxiao Academy, Cao Guofeng was also surprised, but he forced himself to calm down and said:
"A declining academy has already become a legend. Letting such an arrogant and domineering boy become the dean can only mean that Lingxiao Academy has long been established." It's no longer the Lingxiao Academy it once was.
Anyway, Qing'er's killing of the youngest dean in the history of Lingxiao Academy today is an important addition to his record. "
At this time, Mo Nian finally endured . Unable to hold on any longer, he interjected: "You're still very colorful? Pull him down. Your stupid kid will be beaten to pieces in no time, and he will kneel down and beg for mercy.
To be honest, if you don't beat the crap out of him, I'll count him as a trap." " Hold on, just don't cry later."
"Where the hell are you from? How can you speak here?" Cao Guofeng shouted angrily when he saw a divine disciple in Mo Nian speaking rudely to him.
Mo Nian curled his lips and said, "Oh, you are a slap in the face, but you can still yell at me here. Why don't you have the right to speak to me?" The words
"You are looking for death"
came from Cao Guofeng's mouth. It spurted out, like three thunderbolts on a sunny day, causing the entire arena to flicker in light and darkness, and murderous intent swept across the entire arena.
As the saying goes, hit someone without slapping someone in the face, and answer a conversation without exposing someone's shortcomings. Mo Nian was trying to expose Cao Guofeng's scars to death. Cao Guofeng was about to go crazy in an instant.
"Master Cao, if you continue to make loud noises, interfere with others watching the battle, and ignore the rules of the Nebula Arena, I will have no choice but to teleport you out." At this moment, an old and mechanical voice came.
That voice was the voice of the weapon spirit of the Nebula Arena. This voice had warned Mo Nian not to gamble and make noise before, but now, it appeared again.
Upon hearing the warning from the Nebula Arena, Cao Guofeng was so angry that he was shaking all over and his hair stood on end. He was really worried that he would explode with anger.
At this time, Mo Nian stretched out a finger, put it to his mouth, made a silent gesture, and whispered with a smirk on his face:
"Shh, do you hear that? You can't fart loudly, otherwise you will be regarded as Clean up the garbage, I advise you, if you fart now, you have to hold it in."
Mo Nian looked as irritating as possible. Cao Guofeng was so angry that he kept trembling, and secretly swore in his heart that he would wait until the competition in the ring is over. , he peeled off this guy's muscles, bruised his bones and spread ashes. In his heart, Mo Nian was more hateful than Long Chen.
But he also understood that when it was his turn to argue, he was no match for Mo Nian, so he could only sit back in his seat with gritted teeth.
When the master of Huangquan Pavilion looked at Long Chen, his eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed to be deep in thought, while the master of Tianxin Palace was unmoved and seemed not to be interested in the words Lingxiao Academy.
After the scene calmed down, everyone's eyes focused on the ring. Long Chen and Cao Shaoqing on the ring were separated by a barrier and did not know what was happening on the viewing platform.
The two of them still moved forward steadily, the pressure of the arena became stronger and stronger, and the pace of the two became faster and faster. In the end, the two of them were like two shooting stars, galloping forward.
"Iron-blooded Holy Glory, crocodile lying in the sea of blood."
Cao Shaoqing shouted angrily. The blood energy filled the air behind him, and a vision opened up. The endless sea of blood was churning. In the sea of blood, a huge figure could be faintly seen.
When Cao Shaoqing's vision was opened, his energy and blood were ignited in an instant, and the demonic runes that were originally pressing on him were instantly bounced away and quickly pressed towards Long Chen.
"Oh my god, under the pressure of the Demon Saint, the vision was directly opened," Lu Ziqiong saw this scene and immediately covered her mouth in shock.
She knew how severely the vision was suppressed in the violent demonic power. At that time, she and Hu Yifei fought against the demonic power bit by bit, allowing the vision to expand inch by inch.
But Cao Shaoqing actually resisted the pressure and pushed the vision away. In this way, the pressure of the entire arena fell towards Long Chen.
"Die!"
Cao Shaoqing didn't give Long Chen a chance to breathe. After the vision was opened, he immediately took action and punched out, chasing the demonic energy billowing in front of him, and went straight towards Long Chen.
Cao Shaoqing's fists were covered with spikes, and the sharp energy came from the air. Even outside the court, you could feel its sharpness.
At that moment, Yutong Yufei was so scared that she covered her eyes with her hands, while Lu Ziqiong and Lu Ziyu clenched their hands.
"Red Dragon Fighting Body - Appear!"
Long Chen yelled, followed by a loud roar of dragons, resounding throughout the audience. When the rolling demonic air pressed towards Long Chen, the sacred dragon's power rose into the sky and collided with the demonic air. There was a shocking
"boom"
, and the demonic energy in the sky was knocked away by Long Wei. The demonic power in the entire arena disappeared in an instant.
While countless people were stunned, a seven-colored divine ring circulated behind Long Chen. In the divine ring, a giant dragon could be faintly seen swimming, but the dragon was too big, and only a few scales could be seen in the divine ring.
Long Chen's whole body was covered with blood-colored scales, and a blood-colored cloak on his back moved freely in the wind, making Long Chen look like a dragon god coming to the world, arrogant in the world.
The power of dragon blood radiated for nine days. At this time, Long Chen was noble, sacred, cold and arrogant. His whole temperament had completely changed, as if he was a different person.
"This is so handsome!"
When Long Chen appeared in this posture, countless female cultivators on the battlefield couldn't help but exclaimed. This kind of visual impact was too much for them.
"It's disgusting that he pretended to be here again!" Looking at Long Chen's gorgeous transformation, Mo Nian gritted his teeth, feeling envious and jealous at the same time.
Long Chen's whole body was covered with blood-colored dragon scales. At that moment, a strange light appeared in Long Chen's eyes. At that moment, he had an epiphany:
"Confidence is the peak. Only when I am confident, my strength is Invincible power."
At this moment, Cao Shaoqing's spiked fist had arrived in front of Long Chen. There was an
explosion
, and Long Chen didn't dodge. In the horrified eyes of countless people, he punched the opponent's fist.