Chapter 12 Cao Meng
"Little kid, your Grandpa Cao's men never leave anyone alive. If you voluntarily admit defeat now, you can still save your life."
On the stage, standing opposite Ling Chen was a man in a blood-stained robe. This man had a very ferocious appearance, with a hideous scar on each cheek, which made him look a little ferocious.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a commotion in the audience.
"I didn't expect that they would send Cao Meng. It seems that the underground fighting arena is clearly not letting us pass this level."
"It's hard to say. Although Cao Meng is the ace of the underground fighting arena, the masked boy is not simple either. Even Zhuo Wangsun lost to him for unknown reasons."
"Cao Meng is not Zhuo Wangsun. His martial arts realm is obviously higher."
However, these noisy sounds did not have any impact on the two people on the stage.
Ling Chen's face was calm, "It's easy to make me admit defeat, but you just don't have the strength to do so yet."
"I don't have the ability? I'll show you now whether I have the ability or not!"
Suddenly, a wild beast-like roar emanated from Cao Meng's mouth, and his true energy began to circulate through his internal meridians. A powerful force burst out from his body.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
He strode towards Ling Chen, and the arena shook slightly with every step he took.
"This Cao Meng is practicing a martial art called the Fierce Tiger Sutra. Practicing this martial art will make you as strong as a tiger and increase your strength to a force of a thousand kilograms."
"Looking at his body, I'm afraid he can burst out at least 800 kilograms of force. He's like a human-shaped beast."
Several deacons exchanged words.
"Fierce Tiger Fist!"
Throw out a punch.
The punch seemed to be delivered with brute force, but it actually carried a subtle force and was not as easy to deal with as it looked.
"This person may look reckless on the surface, but he is actually very careful. If you are careless, you may be easily deceived by his appearance."
Ling Chen thought to himself, his expression remained unchanged, he seemed calm , he switched the scabbard to his left hand, and actually punched out with his right hand, colliding with the fist.
“Bang!”
A deafening sound was heard!
A punch and a palm, both fixed in mid-air at the same time.
Ling Chen blocked Cao Meng's extremely ferocious punch with just one hand.
Seeing this scene, all the warriors in the underground fighting arena were shocked beyond words. No one could have imagined that Ling Chen's power was so terrifying.
"This Cao Meng is born with supernatural powers. Without using any martial arts, he can burst out a force of 800 kilograms. Could it be that Ling Chen is even stronger than him?" A deacon looked a little horrified.
"No way, most of the Shenyi Sect's disciples are practicing Qi training, so there are probably no ones who can train their physical strength to such a level, right?"
Another deacon shook his head. Generally, martial arts are divided into two types of training methods, internal and external, namely Qi training and body training. Qi training is the training of internal martial arts, while body training is the external martial arts. It is hard to say which one is better, but generally there are better internal skills in the sect, so most of the disciples take the route of Qi training, and their physical strength is not very outstanding.
Most martial artists will choose either the internal or external school. It is quite rare to find people who practice both the internal and external school because it will disperse their attention and end up with more losses than gains.
Of course Ling Chen didn't practice any external martial arts, but they didn't know that Ling Chen absorbed the blood essence of the alien beast Black Demon Ape. How strong is the Black Demon Ape? I'm afraid it must be at least 3,000 kilograms. Ling Chen now has a powerful strength, which is inherited from the bloodline of the Black Demon Ape.
Furthermore, if Ling Chen were to use all his strength to activate the Black Demon Ape bloodline, his strength would not be limited to this.
"Boy, you're really strong! Take another punch from me!"
Cao Meng just didn't believe it. How could a little kid really compete with him in strength?
"A fierce tiger pounces on its prey!"
Cao Meng's body bounced more than six meters high as he performed the last move of the Fierce Tiger Fist, a top-grade human martial art. He clenched his fists tightly, like a hungry tiger encountering delicious food, and immediately chopped the battle axe down again.
Using top-grade human-level martial arts, Cao Meng's strength increased again, breaking through the limit of a thousand pounds, like a ferocious beast.
"The wind is blowing!"
Ling Chen drew his sword from its sheath, and the sword's force stirred up the wind, sweeping out with the force of a whirlwind sweeping away the remaining clouds.
boom!
The moment the two sides fought, the sound of an explosion suddenly rang out. Cao Meng felt his internal organs tremble violently, his blood boiling, and he was actually injured internally.
You know, Ling Chen can exert a force of 1,000 kilograms without using any martial arts. After using the Great Wind Sword Song, he can exert a force of at least 1,200 kilograms.
Moreover, the Gale Sword Song is not a martial art that increases strength. It emphasizes the dexterity of the sword technique and the sharpness of the sword energy, and has little effect on increasing strength.
However, after all, the Great Wind Sword Song was a lower-grade earth-level sword technique, and using the Great Wind Sword Song still allowed Ling Chen's sword to surpass Cao Meng in power. Coupled with the counterattack of the sword energy, it was strange that Cao Meng was not injured.
"Damn it, come again!"
Cao Meng was so angry that he was mad with rage. When had he ever been suppressed by a young boy ? No matter what, he had to win the fight, otherwise his reputation in this underground fighting arena would be greatly affected.
“It’s the same no matter how many times you come.”
Ling Chen was in an absolute advantage. He sat back and watched Cao Meng's moves, responding to his opponent's moves with ease. Every time Cao Meng threw a punch with great effort, he easily resolved it with his own hands. Gradually, Cao Meng's Qi was consumed more and more, and he gradually showed signs of decline.
"Ling Chen's strength is far beyond what it appears. Cao Meng is gradually showing signs of defeat. I'm afraid he will lose."
A deacon sighed. Although Cao Meng's momentum was still fierce, everyone could see that he could not do anything to Ling Chen and was just wasting his energy.
There is a very obvious gap between the two sides.
Cao Meng's defeat is probably just a matter of time.
Just when everyone was thinking this, suddenly, Cao Meng's eyes turned blood red. This trace of blood red seemed to gradually devour his sanity. He looked like a madman, and his strength actually increased again.
"Cao Meng was once bitten by a mad tiger. He is like this because of a mad blood attack!"
The deacon looked happy earlier, maybe there will still be suspense in this duel.
“He found a way out of a desperate situation. I’m afraid Ling Chen couldn’t have expected that his total suppression of Cao Meng would actually bring out Cao Meng’s potential.” Another deacon also said with a smile.
"It's useless. Cao Meng will lose within three moves."
The black market leader suddenly said indifferently.
"What?"
The smiles on the two deacons' faces froze.
As soon as the black market leader finished speaking, Cao Meng was knocked off the stage by Ling Chen.
The ninth battle, victory!
We won again, and now we are only one game away from achieving ten consecutive wins.
Several deacons looked at each other.
The black market leader shook his head and said, "You have underestimated Ling Chen from the beginning. If you still regard him as the number one genius in the martial arts world, you wouldn't be in such a passive position now."
A deacon disagreed with the black market leader's words, "The first genius in the martial arts world? I'm afraid that the current Ling Chen is far away from this title."
"distant?"
The black market leader sneered, "You people always judge people by their appearance. Just because his martial arts skills are not as good as before, he doesn't deserve this title? He has gone from nothing to where he is now in just two months. Tell me, who else deserves the title of the number one genius in the martial arts world better than this kid?"
"What the leader said makes sense."
Several people suddenly realized, yes, it took only two months to start over and recover to the current strength, which can indeed be said to be very terrifying.
"That's what we said, but the matter is done. What we should consider is who should be sent to fight in the next game."
"If it really doesn't work, just give him ten consecutive wins. He already has the ability anyway."
"If there is no suitable candidate, this is the only way."
Several deacons discussed it and decided that for the time being, they really didn't have any better candidates.
"Chief, fellow deacons, how about leaving this final battle to me?"
At this moment, a young man in black suddenly stepped forward and appeared in the sight of several deacons. The latter actually volunteered to take on this final battle.
