Invincible Martial King

Lu Chen took a deep breath. The Martial Spirit in his body trembled and burst out a majestic and surging energy. It could be seen with the naked eye that his skin was dyed red by layers upon layers of lightning. Due to the excessive temperature, wisps of water vapor were formed, and soon after, a small but rich electrical glow filled every inch of his flesh.    

Boom!    

Lu Chen's aura kept increasing, it was at least five to six times stronger.    

This huge change seemed to be slow, but it was actually completed in an instant. Furthermore, Lu Chen was able to control the change in his aura, making it hard for others to see the increase in his strength.    

Furthermore, the dense glazed light of the Chaos Body had almost covered up his entire body. Other people could only see a touch of lightning on Lu Chen's body, which quickly calmed him down.    

"Use whatever means you have."    

"I like to see you struggle."    

Jiang Zichu's sharp senses detected something strange, but he didn't mind. In his opinion, even if a martial artist from a small sect like Lu Chen was able to grasp some killing moves, it still wouldn't enter his eyes. Moreover, in the face of such a huge gap in strength, no matter how powerful the techniques were, it was very difficult to create a threat to him.    

Although Jiang Zichu thought this, he didn't have the slightest bit of carelessness. Soul power surged from both of his palms and once again turned into two spears as hard as iron and stone.    

He grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth. He suddenly raised both of his arms, and the long spear in his hands shot out like a meteor. His terrifying speed caused a loud sonic boom.    

"He's coming."    

Upon seeing this, Lu Chen's eyes darkened and his muscles tensed up like a straight spring. Seeing the two spears shooting at him, he was like a vigorous cheetah as he drew a perfect arc in the air and continuously dodged the attacks. Then, he quickly rushed towards Jiang Zichu.    

In a split-second, he was several times faster than before. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Jiang Zichu and smashed his two fists towards Jiang Zichu's chest.    

Boom!    

The hot and sharp light from his fist tore through the air, and the sound of a sonic boom could be heard.    

Jiang Zichu narrowed his eyes. He felt a dangerous aura that was even stronger than before from Lu Chen's fist. His mouth curved into a smile as he said in a deep voice, "Is this your trump card?"    

"Unfortunately, it has no effect on me at all."    

His gaze abruptly grew wide as a silver chain armor emerged from the surface of his body, emanating an ancient and heavy aura. With a single glance, he could tell that this was no ordinary item.    

At the same time, Jiang Zichu's finger was like a hook aiming at Lu Chen's throat. He did not dodge or evade but aimed for Lu Chen's vitals instead.    

His reaction was fast but calm. It seemed that he had already expected Lu Chen to fight in close quarters. Moreover, he was very confident in the armor on his body and did not use any other means of defense.    

"Bam!"    

When his fist landed on the chain mail, there was a low sound of impact.    

"High-grade Magic Tool!"    

Lu Chen's gaze turned cold. He finally knew the reason why Jiang Zichu was so confident. With his current power, it was difficult for him to penetrate the High-grade Magic Tool level armor with a single strike.    

"Have you finally discovered it? It's already too late. "    

Jiang Zichu sneered. His iron-like claw was only an inch away from Lu Chen's throat.    

"Is that so?"    

"That would require you to be able to touch me."    

Sensing the ice-cold aura coming from Jiang Zichu's claws, Lu Chen chuckled. The Martial Spirit in his body shook and a small vortex appeared in front of Jiang Zichu's claws, instantly slowing him down.    

Even if they were half a breath late in fighting, it would be enough to determine the outcome. This moment of delay gave Lu Chen an opportunity to turn around. He shot backwards with an unbelievable action, barely dodging the opponent's counterattack.    

"What method is this?"    

Jiang Zichu's claw missed and he frowned. Moreover, Lu Chen's movement speed was extremely fast. If this continued, even if he managed to win in the end, after being held in a stalemate for so long by someone with an Innate Martial Master Stage, it would not be very glorious even if word of it spread.    

"Crack!"    

Lu Chen was forced back seven or eight steps before he managed to recover.    

He squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at Jiang Zichu, who was standing in front of him.    

"The Sixth Heavenly Layer of the Grandmaster of the Martial Dao, coupled with the defense of the High-grade Magic Tool, it won't be as easy as before to deal direct damage to him."    

"So what if you're a High-grade Magic Tool? As long as it's a magic weapon, it will definitely be penetrated. "    

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and took strange steps. His figure continuously flashed and once again avoided several terrifying attacks from Jiang Zichu. His golden fist flew across the sky and landed heavily on Jiang Zichu's chest.    

"Bam!"    

A terrifying fist power burst forth and enveloped Jiang Zichu in a terrifying energy. However, the Chainmail only let out a low sound and the former remained as motionless as a boulder.    

"If one punch or two isn't enough, then ten punches or a hundred punches!" His fists were like dragons, each punch heavier than the last. At this moment, his fists were the best weapon, even if it was a mid-grade magic tool. In just a split-second, he had already unleashed dozens of punches.    

Jiang Zichu let out a cold snort and turned his palm into a knife, like a volcano erupting, the energy fluctuations seemed to fill the entire arena. With an earth-shattering force, he pushed Wu Junzheng back.    

His hair was flying in the wind and his face was even more gloomy. He sneered and said, "Are you trying to tickle me?"    

As his voice fell, the energy that was as thick as a mountain tore through the air like a knife, forming a waterfall that swept towards Lu Chen. Everywhere it passed, many of the formations around the arena were greatly affected.    

"Break!"    

Lu Chen's eyes darkened as he pushed the Thunderbolt Fighting Arts to its maximum capacity. In an instant, his battle power increased by eight times, just like Fighting God who came out from the prehistoric era. His entire body was glazed, and every inch of his muscles were glowing, filled with a strong sense of power.    

"Boom …"    

Facing that terrifying energy that was as thick as a mountain, Lu Chen's blood energy surged and a rumbling sound of thunder came out of his body. His two golden fists were like two Immortal Gold s that were poured in front of everyone's stupefied gaze, and he did not hesitate to attack.    

The golden fist light and the scarlet-gold energy fiercely collided in midair, letting out a series of explosive "bang bang" sounds.    

"Cough cough …"    

Lu Chen took five or six steps back, his handsome face paled, but his blood and Qi quickly calmed down. His Initial Stage Chaos Body's body recovery ability was extremely strong, as long as it did not receive any fatal injuries, he could continue fighting.    

Of course, only he, the Body, dared to do this, otherwise, other people would have long since been unable to endure the impact of this terrifying power and would have been torn into pieces.