Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 663: Kindness and revenge?

The purple wind is all over the body, and the purple haze is pervasive, brilliance, and the huge body is full of oppression.

He looked directly at Ye Xingchen, and there was an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Many Stone Clan members gathered in the martial arts arena, some of them were training their physical strength, some were fighting. At this moment, they heard that Zifeng invited Ye Xingchen to compete, and they all became interested and rushed over here.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "..."

The ground trembled, and stone figures like giants came one by one.

Ye Xingchen was not in the mood to compete, and said with a smile: "Brother Zifeng, I think it's better to forget it."

"Are you afraid?" Zifeng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Maybe!" Ye Xingchen was not provoked.

The members of the Stone Clan were all straight to the point, and when they heard that Ye Xingchen was definitely afraid, they started discussing immediately.

"Hey, I heard that the elder asked Ye Xingchen to fight on behalf of our Stone Clan. I originally thought that the other party was the pride of heaven, but now it seems that the other party is also cowardly."

"It's normal. Chief Zifeng is the most outstanding genius of our clan for thousands of years. If he hadn't been over a hundred years old, this competition would not be the turn of an outsider like Ye Xingchen."

"Hey, Elder doesn't know what to think, this person doesn't even have the courage to fight, how can he fight on behalf of my clan?"

Many members of the Stone Clan discussed, full of doubts about Ye Xingchen in their words.

Zifeng said: "Brother Ye, don't be in a hurry to refuse, we compete for power, you won't get hurt."

"Okay, since Brother Zifeng invited you twice, let's have a competition." Ye Xingchen stepped onto the martial arts stage.

"Please." Zifeng made a gesture of invitation, asking Ye Xingchen to come first.

Ye Xingchen was also polite, and walked to the stone pier in the corner of the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena is very large, with a radius of several thousand feet. In the northeast corner, there is a row of stone piers, ranging from the lightest weight of ten thousand catties, thirty thousand catties, fifty thousand catties, to the back one hundred thousand catties, one million catties, Thousands of catties.

Many members of the Stone Clan cast their gazes over, guessing which stone pier Ye Xingchen chose,

Ye Xingchen didn't play tricks, and walked straight to the last stone pier, which was tens of thousands of catties.

This stone pier is equal in weight to the stone pier thrown by Zifeng just now.

"He actually chose a stone pier worth tens of thousands of catties. Is he confident or conceited?" a member of the Stone Clan whispered.

"Brother Ye, please do what you can and don't hurt yourself." Zifeng said.

Although he was dissatisfied with Ye Xingchen, he didn't want Ye Xingchen to be injured. After all, before the elder changed his mind, the opponent would fight for the Shi clan. If he was injured, the elder would blame him, and he couldn't afford it.

"Hehe, brother Zifeng, don't worry, I'm not strong enough, and I can still lift a stone pier that weighs tens of thousands of catties." Ye Xingchen laughed.

The corner of Zifeng's mouth twitched, feeling that Ye Xingchen was too arrogant.

"I hope you don't regret it." He left a sentence and took a few steps back.

Ye Xingchen did not mobilize his true strength, but directly used his physical strength, grabbed the stone pier, and lifted it above his head.

In the rear, many members of the Shi clan were stunned, and even the air froze.

They didn't expect that the thin Ye Xingchen could lift a stone pier of tens of thousands of catties with his physical strength alone. It was unbelievable and beyond their imagination.

In their memory, the human race was born with a weak physical body, far inferior to their stone race, but today's display woke them up. The physical strength of the human race can be compared to the stone race, or even stronger than the stone race.

"Unbelievable!"

"It's too strong. The elder did not make a mistake. Mr. Ye will definitely be able to replace our Stone Clan and win the top three."

"Yeah, it feels more powerful than the leader of Zifeng."

The people of the Shi clan were amazed and looked at Ye Xingchen with respect. The people of the Shi clan are very simple, they don't know how to beat around the bush, they want to go straight to the point, and they respect the strong. Ye Xingchen is far superior to them in power, so they naturally respect him very much.

Zifeng's complexion was ugly. Hearing what the people said, his purple face was almost turning green.

"boom!"

Ye Xingchen threw the stone pier in his hand, and the stone pier, which was tens of thousands of catties, turned into a meteor and hit a mountain not far in front. How great the power is.

"Brother Zifeng, the competition is over." Ye Xingchen turned to look at him and said dangerously.

"Ha ha……"

Zifeng was a little embarrassed, and covered it up with a sneer, and said, "Brother Ye is a body-training martial artist?"

As far as he knows, there are body-refining fighters in the human race, who can cultivate the immortal golden body and reach the point of immortality through body-refining.

"Body Refinement?"

Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "No, I mainly practice Qi training, and body training is just casual practice."

Just practice? !
Zifeng almost fainted, and he was so strong after just practicing, how could this make the stone tribe people live?
He didn't believe what Ye Xingchen said, thinking that he said it on purpose.

"Brother Ye, strength is a small way after all. I think Brother Ye's cultivation has broken through to the eighth Nirvana. In a month's time, it will be the battle of Shenquan. Why don't we fight, let me teach you about your cultivation." Zi Feng lost face in the power contest, and wanted to get it back by pointing Ye Xingchen.

"Duel..."

Ye Xingchen hesitated. He lived and lived in the Stone Clan. For his cultivation, the Stone Clan provided him with stone marrow, various elixir, etc., which were of great help to him. If he defeated the genius of the Stone Clan at this time, wouldn't it be Will revenge be revenged?

After thinking about it, Ye Xingchen still refused.

"Brother Ye thinks it's unfair, don't worry, I will proclaim myself a cultivation base and push myself down to the same level as yours." Zifeng said.

After Zifeng persuaded, Ye Xingchen agreed.

"In a duel, I'd better keep my hand and save Zifeng some face." Ye Xingchen thought in his heart. He would use up to [-]% of his combat power in a duel.

"Buzz!"

Zifeng's body was full of purple light, and a chain visible to the naked eye wrapped around Zifeng's body. As the chain was closed, his aura weakened, and he fell from the lower broken state to the eighth nirvana state.

"Okay, brother Ye, please wait a moment, I will let the clansmen raise the battle platform." Zifeng said.

"boom!"

The sky shook, and an incomparably huge battle platform lifted into the sky.

"Brother Ye, please!" Zifeng said.

Ye Xingchen jumped up and came to the battle platform.

Zifeng's body shrank rapidly, turning into a height of more than ten feet, jumping on the battle platform, the battle platform shook.

"Brother Ye, please fight with all your might." Zifeng said.

"Shoot with all your strength..." Ye Xingchen was tangled in his heart, he was afraid of killing Zifeng with a single punch.

"Let me try it!" Ye Xingchen said.

"Come on!" Zifeng was in high spirits, his eyes were blazing, and his body was surrounded by purple electricity, like a god coming to the dust, extremely majestic.

"Chief Zifeng's Zidian Xuandian has made another breakthrough."

"The current combat power of the leader Zifeng is no problem against the Broken Realm."

Under the battle platform, members of the Stone Clan discussed.

"boom!"

Ye Xingchen stepped on his footsteps, his fist pierced the air, and an indestructible fist burst out. With a fist light that smashed through the ages and dominated the sky, he blasted towards Zifeng.

His speed was very fast, like a ray of light, and Kuangba's fist came to Zifeng in an instant.

Zifeng's complexion changed, and he hastily shot, using various martial arts and profound methods, but all of them were crushed by a golden fist, and finally this golden fist sent him flying out of the arena with one punch.

"I'm so weak, I only used [-]% of my strength." Ye Xingchen stood on the battle stage, looking at his fists, he doubted his own strength.

"boom!"

Zifeng rushed out of the pile of rubble, his face was ashamed, his head was a little dizzy, he felt that he was just dreaming, and he was punched and flew out.

He looked at his hands, a little suspicious of life.

(End of this chapter)