To be honest, Jiang Chen wouldnāt falter even if he had to face everyone. However, doing so would simply be too uninteresting.
Since all the prodigies from various factions had arrived, it would be better to have a competition between the human race and the foreign races. Something interesting should be arranged to make them ābleedā a bit.
āI have no objections! However, Jiang Chen, after this, I want to battle you!ā Qin Ershi said, his eyes blazing with the desire to fight.
If there was anyone he wanted to challenge the most, it was undoubtedly Jiang Chen.
āFine!ā Jiang Chen nodded without surprise.
āI have no objections either! We can easily send someone out!ā Pure Yang Holy Son, as always, was arrogant, not putting the foreign racesā prodigies in his eyes at all.
āNo objections!ā
āItās feasible!ā
The prodigies of the foreign races exchanged glances and agreed. They could see that Jiang Chen did not intend to face them all. Rather than that, it was better to agree.
It was also an opportunity to make the human side ābleed.ā If it were one-on-one battles, they might lose. But in a group battle, they were very confident. With four of them present on their side, each an unparalleled genius, they believed they could win at least three matches!
āSince everyone agrees, find your team members and arrange your opponents!ā Jiang Chen said.
Subsequently, the human and foreign races began discussing their strategies.
Jiang Chen, Qin Ershi, and Pure Yang Holy Son were obviously not to be spared. Besides them, two other prodigies were chosen: the Zifu of the Supreme Dao Palace and Lu Yuan of the Lu family.
Soon, the human sideās participants were confirmed. Each of the five was a Great Master realm existence, each a peerless powerhouse and genius in their own right.
As for the foreign races, four prodigies took up four spots, and the remaining spot was given to the God Son of of the Undying Phoenix Clan, Huang Qingtian. This time, the foreign races had deployed several prodigies, outnumbering the human side. With five of them participating, it was an unprecedented event.
Buzz.
A giant arena appeared in the sky above, its patterns dense, and formations enveloping it. This arena, specially set up by the Great Qin Dynasty, could withstand even the might of a Saint realm without breaking. It allowed the prodigies to fight unrestrainedly.
āArenāt there supposed to be five of you? Do you really have so much confidence that four of you can take on five of us?ā Pure Yang Holy Son said indifferently.
āThe last one will come later!ā Jin Changhe barked coldly, extremely annoyed with Pure Yang Holy Son. There was no other reason; the guy was just too irritating.
āYou donāt need to ask who it is. He will come when itās time! And Pure Yang Holy Son, come here. Today, I will tear you to pieces!ā Jin Changhe roared, transforming into a divine light and charging into the arena, standing tall and glaring down at Pure Yang Holy Son.
This time, he represented the foreign races! He knew he couldnāt face Jiang Chen with Huang Qingtian present. So, it was better to vent his frustration on someone else! Pure Yang Holy Holy Son was perfect for this, as his mouth had long been asking for a beating.
āHere we go! Seen those asking for a beating, but never one asking this much!ā Pure Yang Holy Holy Son was fearless, his mouth never resting.
Soon, the two stood on the arena. Without much talk, the battle commenced. Even Pure Yang Holy Son took this seriously. Although he often ran his mouth, he regarded Jin Changhe highly.
āPrimordial Holy Son, who do you think will win?ā Qin Ershi asked Jiang Chen.
āPure Yang Holy Son!ā āThough he may be annoying, his strength is quite remarkable. Jin Changhe is no match for him!ā Jiang Chen watched the battle and commented lightly.
āI tend to think Jin Changhe has a slight edge! But I hope Pure Yang wins!ā Qin Ershi said lightly.
Jiang Chen wasnāt surprised. Without knowing the plot, he too would think Jin Changhe could win. After all, Jin Changhe seemed to have the upper hand in every aspect, whether it be realm or otherwise.
However, Jiang Chen knew Pure Yang was not so easily defeated, with many tricks up his sleeve. At least, Jin Changhe couldnāt do it!
At the same time, deep in the void, a voice rang out, āOld geezer, your God Son is bound to lose!ā Divine light emerged, and numerous figures slowly stepped forward.
These were protectors from various forces, as well as powerhouses from these factions. Prodigies like their God Sons, when traveling, would naturally be protected by powerful beings.
Especially on the side of the foreign races, the protectors were extremely strong, all to ensure the safety of their divine children. After all, Ancestral Dragon City was the human raceās territory, the stronghold of the Great Qin Dynasty. If anything went awry, their prodigies could easily fall!
Hmph. A powerhouse from the Golden Winged Peng bird clan snorted coldly, his expression icy as he sinisterly said to a protector from the Pure Yang Holy Land,
āI hope you can still be so confident later! If your Holy Son is killed by pur God Son, donāt throw a tantrum in rage!ā He was very confident in his own Holy Son.
āHeh, Iāll return those words to you!ā A protector from the Pure Yang Holy Land responded with a laugh. He knew his Holy Son inside and out, and the number of people who could defeat him were few and far between. Jin Changhe was certainly not among them.
āI actually think Jin Changhe will win!ā
āThe outcome of the battle will be the same. Later on, you humans better not cry!ā
āHahaha, I donāt know what the Primordial Holy Holy Son was thinking, wanting a five-on-five melee battle, truly asking for trouble!ā
āHe probably thinks their three can defeat three!ā
āQin Ershi indeed has a chance, Pure Yang have no chance at all!ā
Other powerhouses from the foreign races also appeared, sparing no effort to mock. From the surface, their strength was much greater than that of the human race.
Not just by a little bit! With five of their prodigies taking action, the human side only had three, and the other two seemed just for show.
Moreover, with Huang Qingtianās later participation, no one on the human side could stand against them! They were somewhat confident in this. Even Qin Ershi and Jiang Chen would not suffice.
āDonāt get too happy too soon, itās just the beginningā
āWinning three matches is enough!ā
āIf Zifu defeats one of you, donāt be shocked!ā
āIt seems that since the Lu family has not made a move, you underestimate our prodigy!ā The foreign racesā confidence greatly dissatisfied the human side, especially the powerhouses behind Lu Yuan and Zifu.
Although on the surface, both were indeed inferior to their opponents, they were not vegetarians. How could they know the depth without a fight? The foreign races responded with confident sneers, as if they had already seen the human sideās defeat.
Meanwhile, on the arena, countless divine lights burst forth, various Dao streams colliding with each other. The terrifying might fully erupted, making the sturdy arena tremble, its formations vibrating as if they were about to tear apart!
āJin Changhe, is that all youāve got? You canāt even scratch my skin, and you think you can challenge Jiang Chen with that ability?ā Pure Yang, while blocking Jin Changheās divine techniques, taunted him. His mouth was like a machine gun, relentlessly mocking.
Hearing this, Jin Changheās face darkened, and he coldly snorted, āNonsense! Today, Iāll let you die here!ā
āTen Thousand Eight Thousand Feather Swords!ā With a whoosh, Jin Changhe transformed into a Golden Winged Peng bird, his colossal body covering the sky, his feathers trembling, each feather like a divine sword, emitting sharp sword cries, resounding loudly!
This was the Golden Winged Peng bird clanās supreme divine technique, infinitely powerful, each feather like a divine sword, sharp and unstoppable!
Boom.
The sky-full of feather swords poured down like rain, instantly filling the entire space of the arena!
āYou think you can kill me? Maybe in your next life! āPure Yang Immortal Body!ā Pure Yang Holy Son shouted lowly, his body rumbling, thousands of divine lights bursting out, the Dao roaring, Dao patterns densely covering him!
Surrounded by divine light, he was like a deity cast from divine gold, like a sun god, dazzling and overlooking the world! Boom. Pure Yang punched out, the terrifying power fully unleashed, the sky-full of feather swords unable to penetrate an inch, directly blown away by him.
Then, Pure Yang Holy Holy Son, like a rocket, charged towards Jin Changhe. His eyes wide with rage, like an indestructible Vajra, his overwhelming might sweeping out, unmatched in the world! āDie!ā
His punch landed directly on Jin Changhe. With a bang, Jin Changheās armor was like paper mache, shattered upon contact.
In an instant, Jin Changheās body exploded, golden blood scattering across the sky, countless feather swords slowly falling. Only Jin Changheās soul was left, fearfully looking at Pure Yang. He hadnāt expected him to possess such formidable power.