669 Admit Defeat

Admit Defeat

He Chuan was just a good-for-nothing without any cultivation. He was far inferior to him!

“Let’s see how you’re going to dodge!” Wang Sheng sneered and threw a punch.

“Bajiquan!” The fist wind whistled, carrying with it whistling spiritual energy as it headed straight for He Chuan’s face.

He Chuan’s face was still calm. He stretched out his right hand and pushed his palm forward.

Although He Chuan’s cultivation had yet to recover, with his previous physique at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm and the awakened memories of Sword Emperor He Chuan from his previous life, the attack of a mere sixth level of the Body Refinement Realm martial artist was completely harmless to him.

Wang Sheng’s fierce punch instantly smashed into He Chuan’s right palm.

Instantly, Wang Sheng’s expression changed, and he was stunned.

His punch was ineffective?

The fist that could almost shatter a hard rock smashed into He Chuan’s palm, but it was like hitting cotton. It sank into the sea and did not cause any ripples.

Wang Sheng was instantly dumbfounded.

“Your strength is too weak!” He Chuan said coldly.

His right palm suddenly turned into a claw, grabbing Wang Sheng’s fist and twisting it.

Crack! The clear sound of bones cracking echoed in all directions.

Wang Sheng screamed. His face turned pale and twisted.

“This is true power!” He Chuan’s voice was cold. At this moment, his left hand formed a fist and he suddenly attacked.

His fist landed directly on Wang Sheng’s chest.

In an instant, a terrifying force was transmitted directly into Wang Sheng’s body and wreaked havoc.

His internal organs suddenly exploded, and his blood vessels and bones were shattered.

Wang Sheng’s body retreated rapidly as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell on his back and fainted.

When Wang Lin saw this, his eyes were about to pop out and his aura at the peak of Spirit Accumulation Realm roared like crazy.

“Do you want to violate the rules you set?” He Tian smiled proudly and suddenly stood up.

Wang Lin stared at He Tian with a fierce gaze and fear.

“Battle of challenge, three games, this is the first, who else is going to go next?” He Tian smiled disdainfully.

At this moment, He Tian did not expect that not only did He Chuan recover from his injuries, but his cultivation also seemed to have recovered.

Wang Lin clenched his fists and was about to charge forward when Song Qin pulled him back.

“I didn’t expect this child to recover his cultivation. However, he hasn’t trained for three years and is at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm. It won’t be difficult for us to send a disciple at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm to kill him.” Song Qin calmed down.

He Chuan had been crippled three years ago and had no fate with martial arts.

He didn’t expect that after surviving last night’s disaster, he seemed to have recovered some of his cultivation.

This was good too. He Chuan had cultivation, so killing him during the competition would save the Song family the reputation of bullying the weak!

The ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm was a major cultivation realm.

The peak of the tempering realm.

Reaching this realm was equivalent to reaching the peak of ordinary martial artists.

If he wanted to enter Spirit Accumulation Realm, he could only rely on the accumulation of time and spiritual energy. Only by accumulating it over time could he hope to advance further and break through the shackles.

However, He Chuan had no chance of martial arts for three years and had long abandoned his cultivation.

Even if his muscles and bones were healed, he still needed to cultivate again.

Even if the He family had elixirs and pills, if he were to forcefully feed them, he would at most recover to the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm.

All they needed to do was send a disciple of the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm to defeat him, or even kill him!

“This was originally a matter between the Song and He Families. Now that the Wang Family has taken the lead, the second battle will be fought by the Song Family’s descendants!” Seeing Wang Lin nod his head, Song Qin’s eyes became fierce.

He gestured to a disciple of the Song Family behind him.

The Song family disciple immediately walked out.

He had a dignified appearance and a strong body.

Song Qing!

He was Song Lianhua’s cousin, a famous genius among the younger generation of the Song family. He was a famous handsome young master and was the dream lover of countless women in Canglan City.

“You’re worse than a beast!” Song Qing walked towards He Chuan disdainfully.

“I don’t like a vicious woman. Cut the crap and move!” He Chuan didn’t explain much, but he was straightforward and domineering.

When it fell into the ears of others, they felt even more arrogant!

Song Lianhua might not be the most beautiful woman in the entire empire, but she didn’t dare to claim that she was the number one beauty in Yanyang Empire.

But in Canglan City, she was publicly acknowledged as a beauty.

He Chuan actually said that he didn’t like her?

Previously, He Chuan was indeed attracted by Song Lianhua’s beauty.

But now, he thought of the viper’s face yesterday and felt disgusted.

Moreover, now that he had awakened the memories of Sword Emperor He Chuan, the Sword Emperor had seen all kinds of women. Song Lianhua could not put get into his eyes!

Song Qing, who was originally calm and composed, was immediately enraged.

It was no different from slapping his face in public.

When the surrounding women of Canglan City heard that He Chuan was openly looking down on their dream lover, their pretty faces were instantly filled with anger.

“A trash who has no fate with martial arts dares to look down on Young Master Song?”

“A lecher who only knows how to use despicable methods to deal with women! Young Master Song, teach him a lesson!”

Song Qing was an outstanding disciple of the Song Clan. He had a good appearance and was the Prince Charming of countless women.

He Chuan looked down on Song Qing before them, so he naturally wouldn’t get any benefits.

Song Qing’s expression softened a lot when he heard the cheers around him, but his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Song Qing unsheathed his sword.

Just the action of drawing his sword instantly caused countless women around him to cry out in surprise.

Listening to the voices of infatuated fans in the crowd, Song Qing’s face was filled with confidence and arrogance. He looked at He Chuan with disdain.

Her cousin was now internally decided by Longteng Academy, and it was highly possible that she would be able to climb up to the Li family of the Royal Capital. From then on, she became a dragon among the people.

And He Chuan was just a good-for-nothing who had been ridiculed for three years, his bones crippled and his sword intent destroyed!

If others knew that his cousin had been engaged to this person before and was even divorced by him, it would simply be a stain that could not be removed!

As long as he killed the other party, this farce of divorcing his wife would gradually be forgotten by everyone.

He would also be able to defeat He Tian’s spirit and make the He family lose face in Canglan City.

At that time, the He family would lose their reliance. The Song and Wang families would join forces and be destroyed!

Therefore, He Chuan had to die today!

“I still have something to do. Let’s end this quickly!” Looking at Song Qing, who was still pretending to be cool when he drew his sword, He Chuan said speechlessly.

“You’re courting death!” Song Qing narrowed his eyes and immediately channeled his spiritual energy into the sword before striking out.

An abnormally sharp sword intent pillar swept out and rushed towards He Chuan.

He was a martial artist at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm. He had started to accumulate spiritual energy a year ago. Now, he was considered one of the best among martial artists at the ninth level of the Body Refinement Realm. He was confident that he could kill a martial artist who was also at the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm if he used 90% of the Spirit Qi in his body!

“Trash sword technique!” However, He Chuan ignored the sword intent and shook his head at Song Qing’s sword.

Song Qing almost fell to the ground.

In the entire Canglan City, everyone knew that Song Qing was a genius in swordsmanship and that his swordsmanship was exquisite!

In the eyes of the other party, it was not even a sword technique?

He Chuan moved his body slightly and easily dodged the sword intent.

He looked around and saw the willow tree by the roadside. A smile appeared on his face as he walked over.

“What is he doing? Admit defeat?”

“In the middle of the competition, leave immediately!”

“He must be afraid of Young Master Song and want to escape!”

The crowd immediately started to discuss. Everyone looked at He Chuan in confusion.

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