Reborn 80,000 Years

In Li's Square, because of Li Ling's words, the whole crowd became silent, and everyone's eyes were on Yang Chen.

Looking forward to his answer.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded, and Yang Chen slowly raised his head, looking quietly at Li Ling opposite.

His eyes are cold, mixed with...

mercy.

"Waste, what is your expression? Am I wrong!" Li Ling gritted his teeth, his face was hideous.

Yang Chen shook his head, but his complexion suddenly sank. There was a coldness in those eyes, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, making people afraid to look directly at them.

At this moment, Yang Chen seemed to suddenly no longer be that trash of the Li family, but become that supreme being who looked down upon the world again!

A vast coercion emanated from Yang Chen's body, which shocked everyone present for no reason, and even slowed down the flow of blood.

This kind of coercion has nothing to do with cultivation, has nothing to do with age, but a kind of coercion originating from the bones—

The coercion that belongs only to the emperor!

"Li Ling!" Yang Chen suddenly spat out two words.

Lift your feet and step forward!

This small movement immediately frightened Li Ling out of his wits, and his face was extremely pale.

"Li Ling, you're so ridiculous." Yang Chen shook his head, and said pitifully, "You don't even know what kind of existence you're talking to! Before, I only thought of you as a hairy kid and didn't care about you, but you But courting death over and over again! Are you still talking about ridiculous things without shame? What fate are you talking about?"

"What ignorance!"

Yang Chen's words seemed to carry special power, and every word hit Li Ling's heart directly. The opponent's psychological defense line seemed to be slowly defeated by Yang Chen, the previous arrogance was gone, replaced by a touch of paleness and powerlessness...

At some point, Yang Chen had already walked in front of Li Ling.

The distance between the two is less than half a meter.

But the voice seemed to come from the sky. At this moment, Yang Chen was like a god in Li Ling's eyes!

Li Ling even had the urge to kneel...

And this is the true face of Emperor Stardust!

"Have you ever experienced death?" Yang Chen said suddenly.

"Dead..." Li Ling's face paled.

Yang Chen shook his head, and said indifferently, "You haven't even experienced death, so how can you talk about fate?"

"In my opinion, you are just a poor man..."

If there is a destiny, then Yang Chen's destiny must be controlled by himself!

And the Red Dust Fairy...

Their fate is destined to be beheaded by him, Yang Chen!

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Li Ling gritted his teeth, and suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were full of hostility, and the cultivation base that had been suppressed by Yang Chen just now permeated at this moment.

"Yang Chen, no matter what you say, I am a fourth-level warrior after all, and you are a second-level warrior after all! In the face of absolute strength, you have no chance of winning!"

"Level 2 martial artist?" Yang Chen frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "Who told you that I am a second-level warrior?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Ling's face froze and changed drastically.

Peng!

The next moment, a strong cultivation base permeated from Yang Chen's body——

The pinnacle of a fifth-level warrior!

Wow!

The entire square of the Li Mansion erupted instantly, and all the people stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief.

"Five...a fifth-level warrior?" Xu Yulong exclaimed, and the Yin-Yang Orb in his hand "cracked" and was smashed into pieces by him: "This kid is actually a fifth-level warrior?"

"Has he been hiding his strength?"

"No wonder you dare to be so confident, it turns out that you are a fifth-level warrior!"

"So, isn't he stronger than Li Ling?"

Everyone whispered.

Yao Xue opened her mouth and stared blankly at this scene, as if suspecting that she was dreaming. Yang Chen was a level two warrior two days ago, how did he become a level five warrior in the blink of an eye?

I don't know why, at this moment, Yao Xue suddenly recalled the words Yang Chen once said——

"We are not from the same world!"

...

"Li Ling, haven't you always been very proud? Now open your dog's eyes and let me see, what level of warrior is I?" Yang Chen laughed out loud, with an arrogant and domineering smile.

"How is it possible? How could you be a level five martial artist?" Li Ling looked pale and pointed at Yang Chen, trembling almost speechless.

However, what answered him was Yang Chen's extremely fast punch——

"Falling Star Fist!"

Whoosh...

The wind of the fist whistled, fierce and rapid, and the huge fist shadow transformed from spiritual power quickly condensed on Yang Chen's right hand. The violent fluctuation of spiritual power distorted the surrounding space, drawing a long trajectory in the air.

This punch was dozens of times stronger than Li Ling's just now!

boom!

With one punch, Li Ling almost didn't even have time to let out a scream. He flew upside down and fell to the ground with a "boom".

There was a crisp "cleaning" sound from the back...

I'm afraid some bones are broken.

With just one punch, the victory is over!

"Okay... so powerful." Yang Rushuang covered her mouth, and Yang Chen under the dazed old man seemed to be her, and she never thought that Yang Chen had been hiding his strength.

A fifth-level martial artist... This is enough to be called the first person of the younger generation of the Li family!

Even the referee was shocked by this scene and forgot to announce the result of the game.

Yang Chen's face remained unchanged, and he jumped off the competition stage with a slight jump.

"You...what are you going to do?" Li Ling was terrified and wanted to back away, but the pain in his back was unbearable. When he moved, he felt that his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.

The pain made him scream "Wow".

"Tsk." Yang Chen sneered: "Li Ling, Li Ling, look at you now, you are like a dead dog, and you are talking about fate without shame."

"Now, let me tell you what your destiny is."

"Shut up!" Li Ling roared with excitement.

Yang Chen didn't care, and continued: "Your fate is destined to be knocked down by me today, and then sent to the branch by the Li family. Like a bereaved dog, you will be a low-level figure in the Li family for the rest of your life! Be a down-to-earth person! waste!"

"Shut up! Stop talking!" Li Ling's face was pale, and there were tears in his eyes. His psychological defense seemed to be collapsing step by step following Yang Chen's words.

"That's right, it's that kind of look." The corners of Yang Chen's mouth slightly raised, showing a sneer: "From today on, you have to fear me from the bottom of your heart, and you have to spend every night in fear. Sleep, sleep can't sleep, my name, Yang Chen, will be engraved in your bones from beginning to end! If you don't want to live this kind of life, then run away to the branch family like a bereaved dog."

"From now on, I, Yang Chen, will be your god!"

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he turned and left.

Li Ling was lying on the ground, trembling violently, and a look of despair gradually appeared on his face. Suddenly, he just heard a scream of "ah", and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he passed out directly.

"Ling'er!"

At this moment, a roar suddenly erupted from the stands, Li Chenghai rushed out suddenly, and rushed to the audience in an instant, looking at Li Ling who was unconscious on the ground with concern.

"Bastard, what did you do to Ling'er?" Li Chenghai raised his head, furious, looking at Yang Chen's eyes that almost burst into flames.

"The game, can't you see it?" Yang Chen turned around and looked at him faintly, with a faint smile.

"Competition? Are you going to play such a ruthless hand in the competition!" There was an angry shout, and an elder jumped down, pointed at Yang Chen, and said angrily: "You broke three of Ling'er's ribs, All the viscera and six internal organs are probably damaged, and now he is even unconscious! Yang Chen, you are so cruel!"

Immediately afterwards, several elders jumped down at the same time, surrounded Yang Chen, and all accused him of wrongdoing.

"Cruel?" The corner of Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly, and he sneered, "Everyone, what you said is interesting. During the match just now, it seemed that I only threw one punch? Is there a rule in the match that you can't punch?"

"you!"

"What me? Did I say something wrong?" Yang Chen frowned, looking straight at Li Chenghai, neither humble nor overbearing: "If you want to blame, blame your useless son for being too weak, you can't even take a punch from me! Your own strength No, it’s embarrassing to come out, it’s not bad if I didn’t kill him! You still have the face to blame me for being too heavy?”

"Get out!"