"Is this the inside of the Fighting God Tower?"
Wu Chen looked up and saw that the space was extremely large, as if it was boundless. He understood that this was the interior space of the Fighting God Tower.
Not far in front of him stood a young man dressed in blue. He was handsome and had a high level of cultivation, having reached the eighth level of the Zhenwu Realm. There was no doubt that this was Wu Chen's first opponent, Hong Sang, No. 20 from Group 6.
"I know you. Your name is Wu Chen, the champion of the Wan Guo election half a year ago."
Hong Sang looked at Wu Chen. Originally, he didn't care about others, but Wu Chen was unwilling to do so. He was the champion of the International Election half a year ago. He did not choose to join Taiyi Sect, but chose to enter their Beichen Academy. On the second day after entering Beichen Academy, he made a bold statement that he would win the top ten in this sect disciple competition. He couldn't help but pay attention to such a person.
“I know you too, Hong-sang.”
Wu Chen's eyes were calm, without the slightest fluctuation.
"I heard that you are quite arrogant. On the second day after you joined the sect, you declared that you would win the championship of this sect's disciple competition. Is that true?"
Wu Chen shrugged. His story had already spread a long time ago and was known to almost everyone.
"You are only at the seventh level of the True Martial Realm, and you dare to claim to be in the top ten. Boy, you really don't take us old men seriously. Now, I, Hong Sang, will wake you up."
After he finished speaking, Hong Sang clenched his fist and punched out. The powerful force of the fist was like a thunder, bursting out violently, rolling endlessly, and raging non-stop. A gust of wind tore down and attacked Wu Chen.
At this moment, the audience outside were staring at the Fighting God Tower without blinking. There were some peculiar devices in the Fighting God Tower that could display all the duel scenes in a full-dimensional and three-dimensional manner.
On one side of the audience seats, there were more than ten people sitting. They were all very young, about twenty years old, and looked like disciples of Beichen Academy. However, they did not enter the Fighting God Tower to participate in the sect's disciple competition, because they were not ordinary disciples, but true disciples. Naturally, there was no need for them to participate in any sect's disciple competition.
Among them, there was a very beautiful woman. She was sitting in her seat, looking at the Fighting God Tower. Following her gaze, the match she was paying attention to was the one between Wu Chen and Hong Sang.
"It's you, after all."
If Wu Chen were here, he would definitely recognize that this woman is Shun Yan.
As early as when they parted at the Demon Cloud Mountains, she had invited Wu Chen, hoping that he could come to participate in the Ten Thousand Nations Election and join the super sect. As a result, he really came and won the final championship in the Ten Thousand Nations Election. The most shocking and unexpected thing was that Wu Chen did not join the Taiyi Sect, but instead chose to join the Beichen Academy, the same force as her.
"Junior sister, what are you looking at?"
A woman in colorful clothes nearby looked over and followed Shunyan's gaze, and also saw Wu Chen, Hong Sang and the others.
"One is at the seventh level of the True Martial Realm, and the other is at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm. What's so worthy of attention?"
All of them are true disciples, and they would not pay attention to anyone even if they are at the peak of the ninth level of the Zhenwu Realm, let alone someone at the seventh or eighth level of the Zhenwu Realm.
Shunyan turned his head and looked at her without saying anything, just silently watching the battle.
In the sixth floor of the Fighting God Tower, Wu Chen looked at his opponent quietly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
As early as when he was at the fourth level of the Zhenwu Realm, he was able to defeat a Zhenwu Realm master at the eighth level, not to mention that he has now broken through to the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm. For him, dealing with a Zhenwu Realm master at the eighth level is effortless.
"Golden Phoenix Fist."
Seeing Hong Sang punch out, Wu Chen also punched out. The Golden Phoenix Fist burst out, and the extremely powerful punch blasted out like a thunder.
Hong Sang's attack was completely vulnerable under Wu Chen's fist. With one punch, his attack only lasted for a moment before it was shattered and could not be stopped at all.
After defeating Hong Sang's attack, Wu Chen smiled faintly, and without saying a word, he clenched his fist and punched out again. The powerful force burst out like a volcanic eruption, sweeping away.
"Golden Bell Cover."
Seeing Wu Chen punching towards him, Hong Sang did not hesitate and immediately mobilized his strength. Powerful spiritual power burst out and instantly turned into a golden light shield that protected his entire body.
"Golden Bell Cover?"
Looking at the golden light shield activated by Hong Sang, the technique of this move is actually similar to the golden light shield. Both rely on super strong spiritual power to build a powerful light shield to prevent the invasion of external forces.
"Bang."
The powerful fist struck out fiercely, like a wave, sweeping down and ruthlessly bombarding the golden bell cover. The golden bell cover trembled violently and burst into a brilliant light, but it was not shattered.
"Hahaha, the power of my Golden Bell Cover cannot even be broken by a True Martial Realm Eighth Heaven expert. Do you think you have the ability to break it?"
Hong Sang laughed loudly. He had absolute confidence in his Golden Bell Cover. Even if Wu Chen was a Zhenwu Realm eighth-level warrior, he would not be able to break it, not to mention that he was only Zhenwu Realm seventh-level warrior.
"I think I do." Wu Chen still smiled faintly.
“Arrogant.”
Hong Sang was furious. He had heard that this boy was extremely arrogant, and now it seemed that it was really true.
"Why, you don't believe it?"
Hong Sang sneered. It was impossible for this kid to break his golden bell cover.
However, before his smile could expand, he saw a powerful force suddenly erupting from Wu Chen's body. This force was so strong that it far exceeded that of the seventh level of the Zhenwu Realm. Even the eighth level of the Zhenwu Realm could not compare to it.
"How is that possible?"
Hong Sang was extremely shocked. He looked at Wu Chen in horror, his eyes full of shock. He could never have imagined that Wu Chen's strength was so powerful.
"Break it for me."
Wu Chen shouted loudly, clenched his fist, and punched out. The powerful punch exploded like a thunder, shaking the heaven and earth.
A punch was thrown out, and the powerful force was like a magic dragon, rushing towards Hong Sang fiercely.
"Bang."
Hong Sang's Golden Bell Cover was completely vulnerable under the attack of this powerful force and was quickly shattered, unable to withstand Wu Chen's power.
"ah."
The Golden Bell Cover was broken, Hong Sang screamed, his body flew backwards, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground. He was no match for Wu Chen at all.
"You, how come you are so powerful?"
Hong Sang was filled with horror. He could never have imagined that Wu Chen could break his golden bell.