Wu Chen shrugged. He did have a knife on him, but it was a mid-grade spiritual treasure. It was obviously not suitable to use it to deal with a cultivator of the ninth level of the Spirit Wheel Realm. As for the other spiritual treasures on him, they were all absorbed and devoured by the greedy Dragon Slaying Knife, leaving nothing behind.
"Don't you want to use it?"
Zhu Kun lowered his eyelids, anger rising in his heart. He had given his all and regarded the opponent as his biggest rival, but on the contrary, the opponent did not show his weapon. This was clearly a contempt for him, as if he was not taken seriously.
"I gave you the opportunity to show your weapon, but you didn't do it. Don't blame me for bullying you because you are unarmed."
Zhu Kun shouted loudly, wielded his halberd, and rushed directly towards Wu Chen.
Wu Chen stepped forward and moved to the right, avoiding Zhu Kun's attack.
Seeing Wu Chen dodged, Zhu Kun was not willing to let him go. He shook his right arm and swept the halberd in his hand down. The terrible halberd drew a trajectory in the air, like a falling meteor, carrying terrifying power, and stabbed Wu Chen fiercely, launching a fierce attack on him again, not giving him a chance to breathe.
"Golden Arm."
Wu Chen used the Immortal Golden Body Technique, and poured his powerful spiritual power into his right arm. Golden light surged on his right arm, shining brightly, and quickly covered the entire right arm, turning his right arm into a golden arm.
This is a wonderful use of the Immortal Golden Body Technique. It can construct a golden body with super strong defense, which can effectively resist external attacks. Of course, with Wu Chen's current level of cultivation, he is definitely unable to reach the point of transforming the whole body into gold. He can only transform one arm into a golden arm.
"What kind of trick is this?"
Everyone was amazed; they had never seen such a trick before.
There was also a hint of surprise in Zhu Kun's eyes, but he didn't think much about it. He swung the halberd in his hand and chopped straight towards Wu Chen, launching a fierce attack on him.
Just when his halberd was about to hit Wu Chen, Wu Chen suddenly shook his right arm and struck out directly, actually using his arm to block Zhu Kun's magic treasure.
“Keng.”
The halberd hit Wu Chen's right arm heavily, and the sound it made was like the sound of metal and stone intertwining, a crisp and sharp whistle.
Everyone's face changed, and they were filled with curiosity. What kind of kung fu did Wu Chen use to be able to bear Zhu Kun's low-grade spiritual treasure with his flesh and blood arms.
Zhu Kun's face darkened. He felt that his halberd did not hit the arm, but rather seemed to hit hard iron or stone, and had no effect on Wu Chen at all.
However, he was not an ordinary person. He reacted quickly, retracted the halberd, shifted the target, and attacked Wu Chen in another direction.
“Keng.”
Just like before, it was blocked by Wu Chen's golden arm and had no effect on him.
"Point and surface attack method."
Seeing that he couldn't defeat Wu Chen, Zhu Kun shouted loudly and swung the halberd in his hand ten times faster. Everyone only saw countless halberd shadows flashing by, because the speed was too fast and people's vision could not keep up.
Clang clang clang…
However, contrary to Zhu Kun's expectations, Wu Chen kept waving his golden arms and actually blocked all his attacks. This surprised and amazed him. His attack speed was so fast and the halberd in his hand was so sharp. No one had ever dared to block it with just one arm.
clang!
At this moment, a sharp scream came from the halberd, and then Zhu Kun was surprised to see that his halberd was actually held by Wu Chen's golden hand.
"you?"
Zhu Kun tried hard to pull out the halberd, but he didn't expect that Wu Chen's right hand was like a pair of pliers, tightly clamping his halberd. He tried several times to pull it out but failed.
“Keng.”
Grabbing the opponent's halberd with his right hand, Wu Chen shook it hard. A powerful force came out in an instant, and with a clang, the halberd was shaken away, and Zhu Kun was also shaken away.
Wu Chen smiled faintly, and his figure swept out, leaving a trail of afterimage on the arena, and he quickly attacked Zhu Kun at an incredibly fast speed.
"not good."
Sensing the danger, Zhu Kun's face changed drastically. At the critical moment, he quickly raised the halberd in his hand to block Wu Chen's attack.
"Bang."
The golden fist, like a sledgehammer, hit the halberd hard. The powerful force knocked Zhu Kun and the halberd away, and a stream of blood splashed out.
Everyone was shocked. Zhu Kun was the person ranked 530th on the golden tablet and a powerful person at the ninth level of the Spirit Wheel Realm. Yet he was injured after fighting with Wu Chen for just a short while. This was simply unbelievable.
On the arena, Zhu Kun held on to the halberd, standing firmly with difficulty, gasping for breath. The force used by Wu Chen in that attack just now was very powerful, which made his blood churn and roll endlessly.
"Number 12 wins." Suddenly, the referee announced loudly.
Everyone was shocked. Although Zhu Kun was injured, his fighting power was still there. The winner had not been decided yet, so how could Wu Chen be declared the winner
"Referee, I haven't lost yet." Zhu Kun shouted. He still had more powerful skills to use, so how could you conclude that he had lost
Luo Ran said in a deep voice: "If he hadn't shown mercy just now, you wouldn't just spit out a mouthful or two of blood. If you're not convinced, you can go down and fight him again to see if you can defeat him."
If the fight continues, there is no guarantee that Wu Chen will not use his full strength. By that time, Zhu Kun will definitely be seriously injured, which will affect his subsequent performance.
Zhu Kun groaned for a moment and said, "Okay, I will obey the verdict, but, Wu Chen, after this is over, I will declare war on you again. At that time, I will let you see how powerful my Zhu family's unique skills are."
After saying that, Zhu Kun turned around and walked off the stage. With his strength, it would be easy for him to advance. In the previous competitions, he had always won, and the points he had accumulated were enough for him to enter the top 100 of the group.
Wu Chen shrugged, not caring at all. With his current strength, he didn't care about anyone except a few people in this Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition.
Like yesterday, there will be no competition at noon, leaving it for the contestants to rest and recover their strength.
After a day and a half of competition, the contestants have a general understanding of each other's strength. Once the difference in cultivation level exceeds two levels, the weaker side will automatically admit defeat, not wanting to waste strength and expose their cards. Therefore, the progress of the competition is greatly accelerated.
Soon, it was afternoon.
In the first match in the afternoon, Wu Chen's opponent was a cultivator at the seventh level of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and the opponent automatically admitted defeat.
In the second match in the afternoon, Wu Chen faced a powerful opponent named Tang Shun, who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Wheel Realm and ranked 368th on the Golden Tablet.