"Terrifying, Cheng Long's strength is truly too frightening."

"Such astounding battle prowess, aside from those prodigies who have awakened the Profound Bloodline, no one can defeat him." The onlooking freshmen gasped one after another, their eyes filled with intense apprehension, gazing at Cheng Long as though looking at a monster.

Among the strong participants in this freshman competition, there are also those who, like Cheng Long, have awakened the Yellow Level First Grade Bloodline.

However, not all of them have reached the Half-Step Gang Qi Realm.

Moreover, Cheng Long has a huge advantage, which is his Innate Divine Power, allowing his physical body alone to exert the Power of Fifteen Tigers.

All these factors combined make him stand out among those geniuses who have awakened the Yellow Level First Grade Bloodline.

Thus, except for those prodigies who have awakened the Profound Bloodline, hardly anyone can match him.

Especially Ye Chen, who is a joke in front of Cheng Long without even awakening a bloodline.

Bang, bang, bang.

In the void, it seemed as if a Divine Drum was being beaten, producing deafening explosions.

Where Cheng Long's fists passed, even the air exploded, creating bursts of white waves, an incredibly astonishing spectacle.

One must know, each punch Cheng Long throws carries at least the Power of Seventy-Five Tigers, equivalent to seventy-five thousand pounds of force.

If a house were hit by him, it would instantly become ruins, let alone a human being with flesh and blood.

Therefore, if Ye Chen were truly accidentally hit by him, he would definitely leave no remains.

"Hmph! Is this what you call Innate Divine Power? It's nothing special." Surprisingly, Ye Chen didn't show the slightest panic, instead, the corner of his mouth flashed with a strong sense of mockery.

Boom.

The next moment, the muscles on Ye Chen's arms suddenly expanded, emitting a faint divine radiance, as if forged from Divine Gold.

Then, his fists rapidly danced in the air, turning into countless fist shadows, like meteors, greeting Cheng Long's fists.

At this moment, he not only activated a part of the Human Emperor Body's power but also executed the Yellow Level Lower Grade Martial Arts "Thousand Shadows Fist," fiercely colliding with Cheng Long's fists, producing thunderous noises, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

"What, how can this be? His physical power has grown stronger." At this moment, Cheng Long's pupils contracted violently, his eyes wide open as if seeing a ghost.

His fist, after colliding with Ye Chen's fist, not only failed to hurt Ye Chen but also transmitted bursts of severe pain, as if striking refined iron, with bones nearly shattered.

"Didn't you say you could easily crush me? What's happening now." Ye Chen's mouth flashed a cold smile, his attacks becoming more ferocious, his fists forged like Divine Gold relentlessly smashing toward Cheng Long.

"Damn it, truly damn it." Cheng Long's eyes turned crimson, his over two-meter-tall body was forced to retreat repeatedly by Ye Chen, eyes filled with fury and humiliation.

He couldn't understand why Ye Chen's physical body was so formidable; he had already unleashed the Power of Seventy-Five Tigers, yet was firmly suppressed by Ye Chen.

Which means Ye Chen's physical power had to be at least the Power of Thirty Tigers.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve this.

"Heavens! Am I dreaming? Cheng Long is actually being forced by Ye Chen."

"Impossible, this must be an illusion." The onlooking freshmen stood in place, their expressions frozen, each one unable to believe their eyes.

"Power of Thirty Tigers, Ye Chen's physical body must have surpassed the Power of Thirty Tigers, haha, Heaven truly favors our War King Hall! Finally, I've encountered a body refining genius with such heaven-defying talent." In the splendid hall, Ouyang Zhong suddenly stood from his seat, his expression extremely excited, his body trembling intensely.

He could feel that the power Ye Chen's physical body was erupting at this moment had definitely surpassed the Power of Thirty Tigers, even approaching the Power of Forty Tigers.

It was precisely because of this that he could suppress Cheng Long, a Half-Step Celestial Spirit Realm powerhouse with Innate Divine Power.

With such powerful Body Refining Talent, even among the various generations of Hall Masters in the War King Hall, only a few people could possess it.

How could this not make Ouyang Zhong excited?

For years, he had been searching for a body refining genius like Ye Chen but had always come up empty.

Now, he finally achieved his wish.

"Such strong physical power, I haven't seen a body refining genius like Ye Chen for many years." Even the Celestial Flame Peak Master couldn't help but show intense shock in his eyes, remarking with emotion.

He recalled that in the entire history of Celestial Flame Academy, only the third-generation Hall Master of War King Hall had a physical body reach the Power of Forty Tigers at Ye Chen's age.

As for others, they simply couldn't achieve it.

Thus, Ye Chen's physical talent is rare even in the entire Celestial Flame Dynasty, not seen in hundreds of years.

If the War King Hall is willing to fully nurture him, he might really have a glimmer of hope to pass the Hall Master's test and become the new Hall Master of the War King Hall.

"This waste actually possesses such powerful physical talent. If he really becomes the new Hall Master of the War King Hall, then my long-planned scheme will be shattered." At this moment, Duanmu Ying's eyes flashed with a piercing cold light, like a sharp sword striking fiercely at Ye Chen, making people shiver involuntarily.

Over the years, because the War King Hall has not produced a new Hall Master, it has completely declined, even at the risk of being removed from the four major factions of the Celestial Flame Academy.

Therefore, Duanmu Ying has long coveted the cultivation resources of the War King Hall for many years.

Especially the Spiritual Waterfall and Cyan Wood Spirit Pool of the War King Hall, which are the dream cultivation treasures that many students of the Celestial Flame Academy yearn to enter.

If Duanmu Ying could take possession of them, without a doubt, more people would choose to join their Profound Sword Peak.

By then, their Profound Sword Peak might even replace the position of the Celestial Flame Peak and become the most powerful faction of the Celestial Flame Academy.

Originally, Duanmu Ying's plan had been proceeding methodically and was almost close to success.

But now, an unexpected Ye Chen has appeared.

How could she be content with this?

"Duanmu Zhong has recently been considering allowing our students from Profound Sword Peak to also participate in the Hall Master assessment of the War King Hall. If any of our students from Profound Sword Peak can pass, they could become the new Hall Master of the War King Hall, and by then, the Spiritual Waterfall and Cyan Wood Spirit Pool, these two major cultivation treasures, would naturally belong to our Profound Sword Peak. Therefore, I absolutely cannot let this waste Ye Chen ruin my plan." Duanmu Ying's face was covered with frost, and she coldly muttered in her heart.

A loud boom echoed.

At this moment, high above the Zodiac Battle Platform, Cheng Long's burly body was suddenly struck hard by Ye Chen's fist, flung horizontally like a meteor, even spewing blood from his mouth.

If not for Ye Chen's power being mostly blocked by Cheng Long, he might have even shattered his internal organs.

Even so, several of Cheng Long's ribs were broken, looking utterly wretched.

"This waste can actually injure Cheng Long, how is this possible?" On the Observation Platform, Duanmu Jie's face turned extremely grim, as if he had seen a ghost.

He originally believed that Cheng Long, after displaying his physical power, would certainly be able to crush Ye Chen effortlessly.

But he never expected Ye Chen's body to be much more terrifying than he imagined, even injuring Cheng Long.

This is simply like a fantasy story.

"Damn! How could this happen? I grew up with this waste, his physique has always been the same as ordinary people, how has he now become so strong? What other secrets does he hide within him?" Ye Lin'Er's teeth clenched tightly together, her face turning extremely unsightly as she couldn't fathom why Ye Chen's body had become so formidable.

At the same time, her heart was filled with intense regret.

If she had known Ye Chen would become like this, she should have killed him when she took away his bloodline.

"Junior Sister Lin'Er, don't worry, Cheng Long hasn't shown his true strength yet. He will definitely be able to kill this waste." Duanmu Jie couldn't help but comfort Ye Lin'Er.

"I certainly hope so. Among the experts you deployed, Cheng Long should be the strongest. If even he cannot kill Ye Chen, no one else can either. If this waste joins the War King Hall, it will not be so easy to kill him." Ye Lin'Er's brows furrowed tightly.

"Hmm! Although my cousin Duanmu Xiong's strength is even more terrifying than Cheng Long's, I cannot command him to do anything, let alone make him kill Ye Chen—I fear he would refuse." Duanmu Jie said.

Now, he can only place his hope on Cheng Long.

If even Cheng Long cannot resolve Ye Chen in the competition, then they will have to use some special means to kill Ye Chen in the future.

"With your little strength, you dare call it Innate Divine Power? Better not embarrass yourself." High above the Zodiac Battle Platform, Ye Chen gazed at Cheng Long with indifferent eyes, his lips curled in deep mockery, deliberately taunting his opponent.

In fact, Cheng Long's little physical strength was nothing in front of Ye Chen.

One must know Ye Chen's Human Emperor Body possesses the Power of a Hundred Tigers. If fully unleashed, it could easily kill Cheng Long.

However, unless absolutely necessary, Ye Chen would not casually use this power.

Otherwise, it would easily attract the covetous attention of other strong figures.

"Ye Chen, don't be so presumptuous. I'll show you my true strength now. Bronze Wild Elephant Bloodline, activate!" Cheng Long's mouth suddenly roared with fury, his facial features twisted together, looking extremely ferocious.

At this moment, he was truly enraged by Ye Chen.

A waste who couldn't even awaken his bloodline actually injured him, a genius with a First Grade Yellow Level Bloodline.

To him, this was a humiliation that he could never erase.

If today he does not tear Ye Chen into pieces, he would never swallow this feeling in his heart.

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